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One hundred and fifty-two chapters thank you

The great priest of Chenguang Church was also on the stage. He seemed a little detached. No matter who was talking to him, he just smiled faintly, looking for something in the crowd of young students. The great priest saw Jiang Junming, and the two looked at each other. The great priest smiled, kind and kind. He looked at Jiang Junming, his eyes were peaceful and quiet, as if he was talking to Jiang Junming.

Jiang Junming bowed slightly indifferently and paid tribute to the great priest, and the smile on the great priest's face became stronger.

"Lestin, you donated a lot this time." A bishop of the church said with a smile. Jiang Junming had a good ears. Although he did not listen specifically, he also vaguely heard the conversation between them. Lestin? That is the big businessman who wanted to buy Sura? Jiang Junming glanced over and saw a tall, burly and gorgeously dressed businessman smiling and talking to the bishop. Jiang Junming listened carefully. The conversation between them was just an ordinary greeting and polite exchange, meaningless. Although Lestin had a smile on his face, he was not humble or flattering, as if two friends were talking about something. While looking around, Jiang Junming saw a sharp light in Lestin's eyes. The light flashed and disappeared immediately, he was still the kind but not humble businessman.

There were more priests, knights, paladins, and they seemed to be middle-level figures in the church who were not qualified to go to power. Jiang Junming took a look and noticed that the priest sent by the temple to Sir Slo's house for rescue was also there, and he was talking to the priests around him in a harmonious manner.

After all the great figures appeared, the priests of the church academy invited the bishop of the God of Fairness and Justice to start a lecture. They all said some polite and generous words. Jiang Junming was bored and stood in the crowd, thinking about the surgery skills learned in the light brain. His fingers trembled slightly. Even without a simulator or a patient, Jiang Junming still did not waste time and used all the time he could grasp to familiarize himself with the surgical skills.

Several young students were pronounced and walked to the front stage with sparse applause. Several young students belonged to different churches. After taking the stage, the bishop of the Church of Fairness and Justice spoke a few words about their contributions to the treatment of the epidemic, and the bishops of the church they belonged to commend. Jiang Junming suddenly felt a little funny. If he had come on stage, Ilaina's priest was not there, would he still have to present himself to himself? But Jiang Junming also knew that he was just thinking about it. There was no priest in the slums to inspect, so no one knew what kind of rescue was like. This kind of commendation and encouragement must have nothing to do with him. Let's watch it first.

The young students received the commendation from the bishop of the church. Their faces were red with excitement. Jiang Junming looked at him calmly and suddenly heard the bishop say Tirida's name. Tirida raised his head, tidi tidi tidi tidi tidi ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti

When he arrived on the stage, Tireda respectfully respectfully performed a standard priestly manner to the bishop of the Church of Fairness and Justice, rigorous and solemn, and the arrogance he had just walked up disappeared, as if he had become a different person.

"Tirida. You performed very well during this rescue. Tell everyone something." The bishop of the Church of Fairness and Justice said with approval.

Tirida smiled and said, "Thank you for your praise, this will be my motivation to move forward."

The bishop was very satisfied with Tirida's words. It turned out that he was born in a noble family and could clearly see the education he received in treating people. In this situation, Tirida did not show restraint and uneasiness, but seemed to be hosting a dressage party, and every sentence made people feel very comfortable and friendly. If an adult nobleman had such a performance, the bishop would not be surprised, but Tirida was just a teenager after all.

Seeing the bishop nodding in approval, Tirida concealed her smug mood, turned around, faced the young students of the church academy, cleared her throat and said, "Today, I stand here, first of all, thank the God of Morning Light for his teachings..."

Jiang Junming listened to Tirida saying some irrelevant words in a noble accent, and his right hand moved slightly. Tiri reached the bottom and said something, but he didn't hear clearly. These words were meaningless to Jiang Junming.

Tirida's words were so high-sounding and extremely beautiful. The big men in Twilight City behind him applauded with the young students in the audience. Many female students looked at Tirida like fire in their eyes. They were young, handsome, with a good family background, and had a graceful atmosphere in their manners, which was even more fascinating. Some illusory female students couldn't control their emotions and began to shout Tirida's name loudly.

Hearing the shouts below, Tirida was even more proud. Looking at Jiang Junming, who was standing below with a smile on his usual face, Tirida straightened her chest, as if she was showing off something to Jiang Junming.

The great priest of the Morning Light Church looked at Tireda's back expressionlessly, as if thinking about something. Originally, Tireda was a believer of the Morning Light Church and was studying in the church college. After graduation, he would enter the Morning Light Church and become a priest. Such young believers, like Idria, are all hopes for the future of the Morning Light Church, but the great priest did not show a look of relief.

Jiang Junming felt a little funny when he saw Tirida looking at him and showing off his might. It is important to save more people. As for what Tirida said, Jiang Junming would not think about what he was proud of. Idriya said disdainfully next to Jiang Junming: "What awesomeness? Isn't it just to treat a few wealthy businessmen? If you can do what Junming does and treat many people, that would make sense."

Hearing Idria's words, Jiang Junming smiled and said nothing. He was so arrogant that he had nothing to do with him. Just like Idria said, only if he could save more people, such things would be meaningful.

Tirida walked down, faced her envious gaze, and listened to the screams of the illegitimate female students, and felt even more proud. This is what she wanted and what she deserved. As for the young student named Jun Ming, she would never imagine that she was as glorious as herself in her whole life.

Walking into the crowd, Tirida could no longer see Jiang Junming, but Tirida felt comfortable from the bottom of her heart.

Before entering the church academy, Tireda had imagined what kind of things he would encounter in the church academy. All the young students had envious and jealous eyes, and the priest teacher persuaded him to convert. But when he entered the church academy, he suddenly realized that all of this that originally belonged to him was snatched away by a young student from a small church that appeared in unknown places. Those envious and jealous eyes, and the glory of those priest teachers persuaded him to convert, should belong to him.

Now, everything has come back on track. Tirida tries to make his smile look more kind and charming. When such a big eye, Tirida has thought about what kind of performance he should have. As for the young student named Jun Ming, who went to the slums to treat him, what decent things could he do?

Tirida thought proudly that all the bishops on the stage, the members of the city council, the head of the Knights, and the wealthy businessmen of the Chamber of Commerce all delivered speeches, praising the performance of the young students in this action to rescue the Twilight City people, and encouraging everyone to be cautious in the future and continue to move forward under the guidance of God.

After the bishop of the Care and Justice Church finished his speech, everyone knew that today was here. The young students were also a little tired and prepared to disperse themselves. At this moment, they stood up among the people sitting on the stage, walked to the stage, and said loudly: "I'll say a few words."

Sir Slow? Didn’t he say he had just had a serious illness and was a little weak, so he wouldn’t speak today? The bishop of the Justice Church looked at Slow strangely, but did not refute his words. Perhaps Sir Slow was infected by the atmosphere on the scene and wanted to say something? This is not a big deal.

The bishop smiled and said loudly: "Sir Sloy of the City Council."

The young students thought it was about to end and were talking whispering to each other. Suddenly, they heard the bishop talking loudly that Sir Slow had something to say, and they all looked at Sir Slow on the stage.

Sir Slow stood in front and said, "You have performed very well in this sudden plague. You have spread the glory of God and let God's grace spread to every corner of Twilight City. On behalf of this city, I thank you."

As he said that, Sir Slow put his right hand in his heart and lowered his head gently.

The young students in the audience were extremely excited, and the applause was heard like a tide. Sir Slow was of high authority and was an important member of the city council. What he said represented the city council's recognition of the students who were still studying in the church academy. Moreover, Sir Slow said very sincerely, and definitely not a casual compliment. Every young student could understand this.

After a long time, the applause from the audience gradually fell. Sir Slow looked at the young students and continued, "I want to thank you, thank the Church Academy for cultivating so many outstanding talents. Here, I personally would like to thank someone for being particularly grateful!"

Thank you for someone? Who is it? All the young students were stunned. Sir Slow's thanks, in front of the young students of the Church Academy and in front of all the big names in Twilight City, I want to thank you. Tirida and other students of the Church Academy have also treated the big names, but those standing on the stage are all figures standing at the peak of power in Twilight City. When the epidemic broke out, who did not have a special priest or magician to treat him? How could Sir Slow have to thank someone for special thanks? (To be continued...)
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