Once the fatty finally calmed down, the meeting was able to continue.
For Su Ya, the one relief was that the coming two questions numbered four and five did not require her to rack her brains and choose any more.
This was because that smoky old man had made the final choice for her.
"Let the class presidents ask the last two questions," Old Yao, biting on his pipe, leaning his arms by the window, cheerfully said to Su Daxu: "I heard they organized several meetings in their class in preparation for today's occasion... We should give those who are prepared a chance."
Disappointed sighs filled the room, with many reluctantly lowering their arms, yet not daring to argue loudly. After all, the one speaking was not only a professor of magic, but also the headmaster of Jiuyou Academy, and a great wizard who had managed to invite Su Shijun.
If he hadn't made any suggestions, they could have argued. But when he did suggest something, everyone had no choice but to oblige.
