"Hmph, whether it's a fluke or not, we'll know once we see the results. Whether it's a donkey or a horse, we'll know once we pull it out. Why jump to conclusions and make ourselves a laughing stock? " Feng Zhen suddenly raised his voice and joked with Zhang Ping beside him. Although these words were clearly directed at Zhang Ping, those with ulterior motives didn't think so. Instead, they felt that Feng Zhen was indirectly scolding the locust tree. His words were really sarcastic.
They also knew how bad Feng Zhen's reputation was. Arguing with him was pure self-torture.
More than one person had this kind of contemptuous thought. Everyone secretly scolded Feng Zhen and cursed Langzi for acting recklessly. His ears were really high.
They wanted to hear what else Feng Langzi had to say to belittle them.
Zhang Ping was stunned by Feng Zhen's sudden diss, but he immediately reacted. He smiled faintly and bowed in apology.
"What Zishi said just now was correct. It was indeed I, Zhang, who was narrow-minded."
Zhang Ping continued Feng Zhen's words, which was equivalent to admitting that Feng Zhen had dissed him just now. The others shouldn't take it personally.
If he really took it to heart, then it could only be said that this person had too many inner dramas, and his imagination was too much.
Hearing Zhang Ping admit that he was "narrow-minded," the few people's faces burned. They were embarrassed, annoyed, and angry.
Feng Zhen and Zhang Ping were putting on a show to humiliate them. It was outrageous.
Adhering to the principle of losing but not losing, they faintly understood the essence of the later generation of contrarians. Regardless of the facts, they could argue from any angle.
Thus, Feng Zhen heard someone's "soft and low voice." She spoke in a low voice that Feng Zhen could definitely hear. "… Everyone knows that most women are physically weaker than men, but that doesn't exclude the fact that there are female heroes like the Duke of Lanting, who are born with godly strength. They're just a rarity. However, Xiangyang district has hundreds of thousands of people. It's not difficult to pick 15 or 16 women with excellent physical strength. "
The words of the contrarians were also very meaningful. For example, these two sentences.
Flatter Jiang? Jiang affirmed that she was born with divine strength. At the same time, he said that the 16 women in the first group were elites among women. It was normal for them to perform better than the men. They were placed in the first group to perform "Ming and Luan." It was probably a secret operation by the Golden Scale Academy to please Duke Lanting, who was also a woman. At the same time, it was also a good sign.
If it wasn't for the under-the-table manipulation, how could 15 out of 16 girls get full marks?
It was definitely arranged by the Academy to put the most outstanding girls in the first group.
He could understand the intentions of the Golden Scale Academy. After all, the operation of the Academy depended on the Lord of Lanting. If the Lord of Lanting was not happy, how could the Academy continue to operate? However, the Academy was a wise and virtuous place after all. How could they be infected with the bad habit of sucking up to those in power?
Tsk tsk, bowing to power and worldly power is really disgusting.
A normal person would not be able to understand the thoughts of a contrarian. They had their own set of perfect logic, and arguing with them was a waste of time.
Feng Zhen snorted coldly. Zhang Pinghao smiled and comforted him in a low voice, in case Feng Langzi suddenly went crazy and made a fool of himself, ruining the assessment.
Seeing that Feng Zhen had stopped talking, a smug smile appeared on the man's face.
However, he was soon unable to laugh, because a big shot who was even more stubborn than him had jumped out.
Feng Jue, who had been watching the show, retracted his gaze from the arena and glanced at the contrarian who had just spoken.
"Despicable people cause too much trouble."
Wind? He scolded him in a low voice, telling him not to talk nonsense.
Logically, Feng Jue was not qualified to come today, but he was also a well-known scholar. He had also worked for Huang Song against Jiang. Ji's history in the Radiant Light was not light in the circle of scholars. He was invited, but he disliked the other scholars for being too noisy, so he found a way to change his seat and came to accompany his elder brother. Faced with his elder brother's scolding, Feng Jue smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? The mouth is on you. Even the Lord of Lanting has no reason to shut his little brother up. Despicable people cause trouble, they can't even say a word or two. How can they do that? "
Feng Zhen rolled his eyes and probed, "How can a despicable person be compared to a famous scholar?"
"A famous scholar is not necessarily a despicable person, and a despicable person is not necessarily a famous scholar." Feng Jue shook his head and said, "Those who have high prestige but are not officials are called famous scholars. Those who write books and write theories are called famous scholars. Those who are open-minded and do not care about trifles are also called famous scholars. Although they are all famous scholars, there are different levels. If it's a third party, they don't have to be a genius or come from a noble family. They just need to drink often, make friends with famous people with wine and rare toys, brag, be familiar with the Li Sao, and know one or two hundred volumes. Then they can be called a famous scholar. "
The threshold was so low. The people who joined the circle of scholars had different moral standards. It was hard to guarantee that there were no despicable people.
Feng Jue's words were not polite. He was just short of pointing at their noses and scolding them.
The few scholars were so angry that they jumped up and down. They endured and endured. Under the comfort of their friends, they did not challenge Feng Zhen or Feng Jue to a duel.
Seeing that they were so angry that they were grinding their teeth, Feng Zhen felt happy. He poured a cup of wine and toasted in Feng Jue's direction from afar.
Feng Jue smiled and raised his cup in return. The two looked at each other and smiled. They drank the wine in their cups in one go.
To this, Dalang Feng? Erlang Feng Jin's feelings were the most complicated.
They always felt that Feng Zhen and Feng Jue were like tortoises looking at mung beans. They liked each other and did not know what kind of trouble they would cause in the future.
These people were shooting their mouths off. Jiang? How could Ji not hear them?
Her eyes fell on the drill ground, but her ears perked up to listen to the gossip. The attention of the idle people was also on the students at first, but after watching a few groups of "Ming and Luan", the novelty wore off and they began to pay attention to other places. Now, they found that there were people quarreling elsewhere.
Toudu Feiqiu: "Eh, Feng Langzi is a real man, but his words are too strong."
Polomei Haochi: "Little Angel Xiheng is the cute one. The way she cooperated with Feng Langzi just now was too spoiled." The host is really something. Little Angel Xiheng's appearance rate is too low. As a fan of a small group of idols, she would be moved to tears if she could get candy once every few years. "
Zhang Ping was one of the three giants of the carpentry workshop. He was in charge of logistics, so his appearance rate naturally could not be compared to the frontline personnel who often followed the army. The idle people who were fans of Zhang Ping, Xu Ke, and the others were the most pitiful. They could not see their idols for several years, so they could only rely on themselves.
For You, a Stranger: "The world is not straight _ (: з) ∠) _"
Meow Meow: "What is not straight in the world? Spoil what? Wasn't it said a few days ago that Little Angel Xiheng was no longer single and had a girlfriend?
Although passion, gay love, and Ji's love coexisted in this broadcast room, and it was normal to look at people who were gay, but Jiang? The people around Ji were really straight.
The prodigal Feng Zhen had a big sister complex, and the technical geek Zhang Ping had hooked up with Bai Yuexia. No matter how gay they looked, they were pure colleagues.
Seeing that the idle people were about to quarrel again, Feng Jue joined the battlefield and extinguished the budding flame.
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