Beastmaster: When have you ever seen me lie to you?

No one would give a spot on the school team to someone who had little hope of winning, unless, of course, he was good enough in other aspects to make up for this shortcoming.

After Feng Ling returned to the dormitory, she received a steady stream of text messages from various schools, including some first-tier or key high schools.

Feng Ling is considering whether to create a group for them. After all, replying and asking them one by one is a waste of time.

After thinking about it, Feng Ling pulled them all into a group, and then directly edited the group announcement [I can guarantee that my written test score will be above 95%. I hope to join the school team with this, and I will go to whoever gives the most for the rest. ]

Feng Ling knew that she had to demonstrate her value quickly and explain her requirements quickly. After all, she had worked for so many years and knew that beating around the bush with people like them was just a waste of time.

Although Feng Ling's words were too direct, everyone still reported their conditions. After all, no one likes to waste time.

In fact, there are more than just these messages sent to Feng Ling, most of them are just symbolic greetings. After all, Feng Ling's score may be very good, but after seeing her spirit beast, most people still look down on her.

After all, this is a world of beast taming where strength is respected.

But those third-tier high schools don’t think so. For talents like Feng Ling, they have all offered the best conditions they can. After all, with such grades, they usually go to key high schools, first-tier high schools, or at worst, second-tier high schools.

Basically, no third-tier high schools will be considered. It’s just a matter of giving up one of the five school team spots, which is not a difficult task for them.

After all, apart from the fact that Feng Ling's spirit beast is a mid-level insect type, he is excellent in other aspects.

For example, the second-tier Fuxian High School, although they don't think highly of Fengling, she is still a good seedling.

Zhao Huaiyang, who had just joined the group and was shocked by Feng Ling's cool move, said: "..."

Originally, Zhao Huaiyang found out that Feng Ling had gotten good grades, so he wanted to ask her if she had any good options, and wanted to come and congratulate her as her teacher and give her advice on further studies, but he didn't expect to be directly thrown a group number.

I didn't expect that after joining the group chat, the opening screen would be bombarded with group announcements. Feng Ling wanted to join the school team? Feng Ling was not planning to join a key high school?

Before Zhao Huaiyang could wake up from his doubts, he saw...

"Shengli High School has left the group chat"

"Poly High School has left the group chat"

"Lihua High School has left the group chat"

"Xuhua High School has left the group chat"

……

Zhao Huaiyang almost choked as he watched the key or first- and second-tier high schools exit the group chat one by one. Just as he was about to privately chat with Feng Ling, he saw that other third-tier schools had started to quote, including a second-tier school, and the offer was very low...

Yinglan High School: Separate free dormitory, free cafeteria. A scholarship of 95 yuan is available for those who score 3% in the final exam, and 5 yuan is available for those who score full marks in the exam, plus a cash grant of 15 yuan.

Fuxian High School: separate free dormitory, free cafeteria, 98 yuan scholarship for students with a grade-final written exam score of 2%, 3 yuan scholarship for students with a full score in the written exam, plus a cash grant of 5 yuan.

Kapok High School: Separate free dormitory...

……

Feng Ling looked around and found that only Fu Xian High School was a second-tier high school, while the others were third-tier high schools. However, what Feng Ling cared about was the subsidy given by Xian. With this subsidy, wouldn't she be able to buy energy crystals directly for Cong Cong?

Before Feng Ling could recover from the surprise of being able to buy enough energy crystals for Cong Cong, she received a message from her homeroom teacher, Zhao Huaiyang.

The head teacher: "Why don't you go to a key high school? What a great opportunity! Others can't even ask for it, but you do!" Followed by an angry Sanzang emoticon jpg.

Wind chime: "..."

Feng Ling: "Teacher, please listen to my analysis first!" followed by an emoticon package of someone listening to my excuses.jpg.

Feng Ling: "With my Night Hidden Butterfly, if I want to join the school team of a key or first-tier high school, it is basically impossible. I need a platform and opportunity to show off, and all high schools will eventually have to take the college entrance examination, I don't think there is any difference."

Zhao Huaiyang opened his mouth, unable to refute. It was true. No matter what, all high school students had to take the college entrance examination. If you wanted a chance to show off, the school team was indeed a good choice.

Similar to the college entrance examination, all high schools have to participate in the spirit beast battle competition. If Feng Ling went to a key or first-tier high school, it would be impossible for her to join the school team.

After all, there are so many excellent people, Feng Ling is not a big deal. Second-tier or third-tier high schools don’t care about a spot on the school team. They won’t get first place anyway, so they might as well grab Feng Ling, an excellent student from other places.

Zhao Huaiyang, who was completely unable to refute: "..."

The head teacher said: "It's good that you have your own ideas, but before making these decisions, I hope you can discuss it with the teacher first."

Mainly because he was scared. Originally, his student got a good score in the exam, and Zhao Huaiyang was immediately proud. But when he turned around, he found that his good student was rejected by all the key and even first-tier high schools. Who could bear this?

Feng Ling: "Okay, teacher, I'll definitely do it next time!"

The next morning, Feng Ling woke up early and read the messages on her phone. Among them, Ouran High School offered the highest scholarship of 15. Although it was not as high as other schools' scholarships, and Feng Ling had the cheating device Congcong, it was basically a foregone conclusion that she would get full marks.

But Feng Ling still felt that what she got now was the real thing, and the fact that she could give out this amount of money also showed the school's sincerity towards Feng Ling. After all, scholarships are still state subsidies.

This current subsidy comes mostly from the school. It is equivalent to the school paying the money, so the sincerity is naturally greater. It also shows that their school lacks outstanding students like Feng Ling.

After comprehensive consideration, Feng Ling decided to focus on money and choose Ouran High School!

After Fuujiro sent a private message to Ouran High School, he disbanded the group chat.

Feng Ling wanted to know when she could get the current subsidy. The other party said that as long as she signed some admission documents, the subsidy would be given directly to Feng Ling. They also said that the admission notice would be sent to Feng Ling in the next two days and asked her to check it.

After waiting for a few days, Fengling received the admission letter from Ouran High School, along with some other documents.

After filling out the documents, Fengling mailed them out immediately.

Ever since Congcong knew that he could buy enough crystals in advance before the freshman competition, he has been looking forward to the arrival of the email.

*Is this all right? When will it arrive? *Congcong is a little impatient.

"Probably two or three days." Feng Ling, who has worked for many years, understands Congcong's feelings. After all, the days of waiting are particularly hard to endure, just like the salary is going to be paid tomorrow, but today goes by so slowly.

Congcong, who had never experienced this kind of feeling, did not feel so good. After all, the ones who had experienced this kind of thing before were not Congcong as a system, but other people as hosts.

“1.2.3.……60” Congcong, who was counting down silently in his heart, finally burst out: *Ah, how come only one minute has passed! *

Feng Ling couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so she took out her phone and turned on the TV series, hoping to calm Cong Cong down, but she found that the page on her phone automatically jumped to "I've seen it before".