"This is what you call Earth Spring Star?"
Pointing towards the flower pot placed next to the computer desk, Tian Bei looked incredulous.
In the flower pot was an Earth Spring Flower that had dried up, curled, with yellowing edges, appearing to have withered some time ago.
As fingers pointed at the withered flower, they couldn't help but tremble, Tian Bei's joy transformed into anger.
A second ago, he was looking forward to witnessing the birth of a new Spirit Plant unrecorded; the next second, he found that he had been deceived.
So there was no Earth Spring Star at all, and the S-Class rated student in his eyes was purely a fraud.
"I'm sorry, Professor Tian."
Meng Yuan, knowing his deceit was fully exposed, decisively bowed and admitted fault, internally prepared for a future in the promising profession of grinding in games.
Just as Tian Bei was about to scold, he thought of a question.
