Elf, I am really a farmer

Wen Qi walked forward along the passage and soon walked out of the passage and came to a building.

He saw a sign that read "Senior Breeder Assessment Office" next to him. There was a person sitting at a table next to him, who must be responsible for registering the assessors' information.

At this time, Wu Zhengyu, who was sitting on the chair, was in a terrible mood.

Originally, he planned to go out and have fun with the young ladies today, but he was captured by his own grandfather as a soldier and was arranged to be in charge of registration work here.

Wu Zhengyu was extremely indignant.

You know, Wu Zhengyu is very young. He passed the intermediate breeder exam at the age of 23 and is now an outstanding intermediate breeder.

He is full of confidence and firmly believes that he can become a high-level breeder before the age of 30. Although such an achievement is not outstanding in the long history of mankind, it is not an exaggeration to say that he has a promising future and is a child of destiny.

But now, he is being wasted by his grandfather. If his grandfather was not the vice president of the association and forced him to help, he would not be willing to come.

Wu Zhengyu sat here early in the morning, but only a few people came during the morning, which bored him to death.

Actually, this is normal. Although Changqing City is a big city in the southwest region and the Breeder Association holds assessments every year, not many people can take the senior breeder assessments. Basically, there are only thirty or forty people taking the exams every year.

Among these thirty or forty people, only three or four can pass every year, and the pass rate is extremely low.

Wu Zhengyu sat in a chair, swinging his legs boredly, mumbling complaints about his grandfather.

Just when he thought he was about to be swallowed up by this boring time, a figure came into his sight.

That was Wen Qi. The moment Wu Zhengyu saw Wen Qi, his spirits lifted. After all, this was the youngest person he had seen this morning.

The youngest person who came to register before was about 30 years old, while Wen Qi in front of him looked to be a young man no more than 20 years old.

Thinking of this, the little interest Wu Zhengyu had just raised disappeared again.

He curled his lips and said to himself:

"I guess he took the wrong road again."

So, he kindly reminded:

"Young man across the street, you must have come to the wrong place. The primary assessment point is somewhere else. This is the advanced breeder assessment place. You can't come here. Leave quickly. This time I won't hold you responsible for running around."

When Wu Zhengyu said this, there was a hint of casualness and impatience on his face.

In his opinion, he had done his best. If he wasn't so bored today, he wouldn't bother to bother with someone who had taken the wrong road.

After Wu Zhengyu finished speaking, he stopped looking at Wen Qi and lowered his head again, continuing to immerse himself in his depressed mood, hoping that the people who really came to participate in the advanced breeder assessment would appear.

However, Wen Qi seemed not to have heard Wu Zhengyu's words, and walked straight to him without stopping. Wen Qi looked calm and said softly:

"Hey, big brother, please register. I want to go in and see the examination room."

Wu Zhengyu, who was bored, was instantly ignited when he heard Wen Qi refused to listen to his advice and insisted on going in to check the examination room.

"What's going on? Are young people nowadays so unwilling to listen to advice? I've said both good and bad things to them, but why won't they listen?"

His eyes widened, his face flushed, and the scolding words he wanted to blurt out were already on the tip of his tongue.

Just when Wu Zhengyu was about to lose his temper, Wen Qi handed him an admission ticket.

Wu Zhengyu looked over subconsciously, and when he did, he felt as if he was cast under a spell. He stood there in a daze, and swallowed back the words that he was about to say in anger.

He opened his eyes wide, unable to believe what he saw. The words "Advanced Admission Ticket" were clearly written on the admission ticket.

Wu Zhengyu was suddenly at a loss for what to do, and his hand holding the admission ticket began to tremble slightly.

He was suspicious whether it was a forgery, so he checked it carefully. He turned it over and over again, not missing any details, and his focused expression seemed to see through the admission ticket.

Wen Qi stood quietly at the side. He was able to remain calm at first, but as time went by, his patience gradually wore away. He frowned slightly, feeling a little dissatisfied, but still managed not to lose his temper.

Just when Wen Qi was about to lose his patience, Wu Zhengyu finally confirmed that the admission ticket was real.

Moreover, when he saw the signature of his grandfather Wu Wenfeng as the recommender, he was so surprised that his mouth couldn't close.

That familiar signature, vigorous and powerful, was very familiar to him, which also meant that this admission ticket could not be forged.

Wu Zhengyu slowly raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him, his eyes full of confusion, surprise and disbelief.

At this moment, his mind was in a mess, with thousands of words stuck in his throat, but he didn't know which one to say first.

Just as Wu Zhengyu was staring at Wen Qi in a daze, he suddenly remembered the purpose of his grandfather asking him to be the registrar this time.

My grandfather said at the time that he had become proud and complacent because of his recent achievements. He also said that there were more talented people in places he didn't know about, and that he asked him to be the registrar so that he could see what a true genius looked like.

At that time, Wu Zhengyu didn't take his grandfather's words to heart at all, and just thought it was an excuse for his grandfather to force him to work as a laborer. He also secretly blamed his grandfather for not understanding him and felt that his grandfather was deliberately making things difficult for him.

But at this moment, looking at Wen Qi in front of him, Wu Zhengyu suddenly realized that what his grandfather had said before was actually true.

There is always someone better than you! The results that I have always been proud of are simply not worth mentioning in front of Wen Qi, who came to take the assessment of a senior cultivator when he was less than 19 years old.

Wu Zhengyu's gaze fell on Wen Qi's admission ticket again, which clearly showed Wen Qi's age.

He is less than 19 years old, so young, but he has the courage and strength to challenge the advanced breeder assessment. He is a true genius!

Moreover, Wu Zhengyu knew very well that his grandfather's signature on it meant that his grandfather recognized Wen Qi's ability.

If Wen Qi didn't have the real talent, Grandpa would never recommend him. Therefore, Wen Qi really had the ability to take the test. Even if he might not pass, he at least had the ability to take the test.

Thinking of this, Wu Zhengyu felt mixed emotions. He regretted his previous pride, was touched by his grandfather's good intentions, and was full of admiration for Wen Qi.

He couldn't help but laugh at himself in his heart: He still thought he was a child of destiny with a promising future, but compared with Wen Qi, he was nothing.

Wu Zhengyu's face changed from red to white. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He knew that today's scene was a huge shock to him, but also a valuable lesson.

Finally, Wu Zhengyu raised his head and looked at Wen Qi with eyes that no longer contained the previous contempt and impatience, but instead contained more respect and admiration.

He opened his mouth, hesitated for a long time, and then said:

"Brother, I'm sorry. I was shortsighted before. Please go in quickly. I wish you good luck in the test!"