I'm not a psychopath!

Chapter 159 Jiang Qing finally becomes famous

The national teacher was silent for a moment, then walked slowly to the head coach, took the forms, and scanned the numbers and comments on them.

His expression showed no emotion, but the instructors present could all feel an invisible pressure.

"What do you think?"

The Imperial Master raised his head and looked at the other instructors.

For a moment, the air in the conference room seemed to freeze, and the instructors exchanged complicated looks. Many of them had witnessed Jiang Qing's performance with their own eyes and knew that he indeed had extraordinary strength and potential.

"I think..." A senior instructor stood up, his voice a little hoarse, but very firm, "Jiang Qing has indeed shown his uniqueness. He has quick thinking, strong adaptability, and the courage to take responsibility.

I think.

It’s not too much to give him full marks.”

As the instructor finished speaking, other people in the meeting room began to echo him.

Some of them once had reservations about Jiang Qing, but in the face of irrefutable facts, they had to admit that Jiang Qing was outstanding.

The Imperial Master listened to everyone's discussion and finally smiled: "If that's the case, then it's settled. Jiang Qing, full marks."

There was a sudden applause in the conference room, and the instructors' faces were filled with relieved smiles.

The national teacher handed the form back to the head coach, then turned and looked out the window. The stars in the night sky were twinkling, as if celebrating the arrival of this moment.

"Next."

"It's a battle of destiny..."

……

Late at night.

Jiang Qing was walking alone on the way back to the dormitory, feeling both excited and calm.

He was excited because, although the announcement had not been made yet, he could already infer that his selection for the Battle of Luck was a foregone conclusion.

Being calm is what he constantly reminds himself of, that he needs to be neither arrogant nor impatient.

There was a famous saying in the previous life.

I examine my body three times a day.

"There are still many things I haven't done well. For example, if I kill with more shamelessness, the body of the Nine Chapter Demon should be able to turn black..."

Walk to the dormitory.

Bailiye had already packed his luggage, holding a piece of black silk in his hand and cursing, “Why is there another one under my bed, Shen Chengxian.

I really admire him!"

Luo Hua and others had already packed their luggage and were about to leave the training camp.

"Junior Brother Jiang."

Luo Hua patted Jiang Qing on the shoulder with a look of admiration in his eyes, "In this final assessment, you are the top winner. The instructors said that it will be announced on the imperial list in the imperial city tomorrow.

This time.

It brought honor to our Purple Cloud Sect!"

Jiang Qing smiled slightly and responded modestly: "Brother Luo, you are too kind. I am just doing my best."

"Haha, don't be so modest, you must be so happy, right?" Bailiye joked, then said seriously, "However, your performance is indeed impeccable. Once the Emperor's Ranking is announced tomorrow, you will be famous all over the world!"

"Ah."

Hearing this, Jiang Qing finally smiled. Yes, being famous all over the world... should be worthy of Xiaosui, right?

He was born in the village.

No background.

He has come to where he is today step by step all by himself. Having been used to reading melodramatic novels in his previous life, he is afraid that the Qin family will say something about asking Xiaosui to marry into another family.

So he must have a high enough position, just in case; it's always better to be safe.

Jiang Qing didn’t have much luggage left, and the items he brought from Ziyun Sect had almost been used up, as he hadn’t been back for several years.

But I'll go back next time.

It would probably have to wait until after the battle of destiny, if he was still alive, before he would suddenly remember the reluctance of his eldest brother and two masters when he left the sect.

I was still complaining in my heart at that time, but now it seems that they are still able to see further. The night is getting darker.

The lights in the dormitory are warm and soft. Four young figures are intertwined here. Their words and laughter are full of youthful vitality and longing for the future.

Then I met up with two people in the girls' dormitory and set off back to Beijing for a simple night's rest.

the next day.

When the first ray of morning light penetrated the window frame and gently awakened the sleeping earth, the training ground in the imperial city was already bustling with people.

Today is the day when the results of the top disciples' training camp are announced. All the students gathered in front of the imperial list early, with their own expectations and anxieties in their hearts.

Jiang Qing did not follow the crowd and rush to the bulletin board. His steps were leisurely and his expression was calm.

However, deep down inside, there were undercurrents.

That night, he hardly slept, thinking over and over again every decision and every battle he had made during the selection process.

Then try to optimize each process.

He knew that no matter what the results were announced today, he could not relax. This was a battle of luck and a real test.

at last.

The huge imperial edict was announced, and the lines of golden fonts looked particularly dazzling under the sunlight.

The list not only lists each student's final score, but also records in detail their performance in various assessments.

There were bursts of exclamations and cheers from the crowd, as well as silent disappointment. Some students cried for joy, while others were dejected.

But everyone's eyes were ultimately focused on the top of the list - where the words "Jiang Qing" were written, along with the shocking number that followed: full marks.

"Full marks... He actually got full marks!" I don't know who exclaimed first, followed by an uproar.

"Jiang Qing, it's really him!"

"Oh my god, how can this be a perfect score? Could he be the direct disciple of the Imperial Master?"

"I remember him. During the battle with the Nine-Chapter Demon, I saw him pierce the heart of a Nascent Soul Peak Demon with one sword!"

Discussions arose one after another, but Jiang Qing, the focus, just stood quietly outside the crowd, gazing deeply at the brilliant imperial edict.

There was not much emotion in his heart, as if he had already expected this result.

"Jiang Qing, congratulations!"

The head coach's voice came from behind. He walked to Jiang Qing, patted him on the shoulder, and a gratified smile appeared on his face.

"Thank you, Head Coach."

Jiang Qing turned around and smiled slightly.

The National Master was also not far away. His eyes looked through the crowd and met Jiang Qing's gaze for a moment. This seemingly simple glance seemed to hide endless meaning.

In the following days, the entire imperial city was discussing the results of this selection, especially the name Jiang Qing, which became a topic of conversation among people after dinner.

And his legendary performance in the selection was even more miraculous.

At the same time, the list of candidates selected for the Battle of Luck was also announced. As everyone expected, Jiang Qing's name was on the list.

Not only that, due to his outstanding performance in the selection, the national master personally named him and appointed him as the team leader of the Battle of Destiny.

As the captain of the Battle of Destiny, shouldering the hopes of the human race, Jiang Qing's status has risen unprecedentedly.

If he went out without covering himself, he would be recognized within two steps and then be pursued almost fanatically.

Even children of three or five years old took up wooden swords and began to imitate Jiang Qing.

"Ha! Imperial Sword!"

"..."

However, Jiang Qing did not become complacent about such glory. Instead, he felt even more depressed.

To the world, to the human race, to the sect’s masters, to Xiaosui… everything turned into a heavy burden, pressing on his shoulders.

then.

After a brief celebration, Jiang Qing once again plunged into intensive training.

(End of this chapter)