Jing Heqiu did not expect that he would be able to invite him out of the house so easily as long as he did what he liked. He looked at the young man in front of him who still had a hint of childishness. The apple-shaped muscles on his face could not help but Twitch, he could not help but sigh in his heart.
He was still a child after all; if he couldn’t even bear this little bit of benefit, it would be difficult for him to become a great person in the future.
Jing Heqiu was extremely unwilling to let the principal of Precision Search Academy personally invite Wang Ling out. At the same time, it was precisely because he was the principal of precision search academy that Jing Heqiu had his own way of identifying talents.
In his opinion, Wang Ling couldn’t be considered a talent at all; he was far inferior to all the young geniuses he had seen.