If you are not from Nanyuan, you are here to find Liu Wenyan, then you are probably from Daxia Mansion.

"Old Liu, you think, how many of our students can finally make a vacancy?"

"It's hard to say."

Seeing that he stopped asking questions, Liu Wenyan breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "Three or five people are considered a lot, and one or two people are considered luck. If it were not counted as Su Yu... it is hard to say one."

After so many years, there are so few students who have finally entered the air!

More than 40 years ago, he came to the Southern Yuan Dynasty.

He brought out more than 40 classes of students, more than 200 people entered the Daxia Civilized Academy, and finally graduated... less than 5!

The Daxia Civilized Academy recruits nearly 2,000 people every year and graduates about 50 people, very few, one forty.

In fact, the graduation rate of the South China Yuan was even lower, and only three people actually took the opportunity.

In more than 40 years, three people have been in the air, but it is actually not too few.

However, one person died in battle, one person was still leading the team in the army, and the last one was an assistant in the school. It has been decades, but it has been a free assistant, and it has obviously come to an end.

The small town of Nanyuan has really not flown out of the phoenix in recent years.

In Nan Yuan's eyes, Tengkong was already very strong, but in Daxia Mansion, it was really nothing.
Chapter completed!