After the students from the five schools had their lunch and rested for a while, the afternoon classes were split into two groups. They were the Life Section's Metal, Wood, and Stone Section's Comprehensive Manufacturing Section. Although Shan Lan basically dominated the Life Section, the total score of the Life Section was only half of the Science Section's score. At the same time, Little Ye Tian started to compete with the Calculation Matrix and defeated the people from the Zhuge Family.
Lin Liang sighed whenever he saw the people from the Zhuge Family. He thought of his elder brother, Zi Yu (Zhuge Jin), and his younger brother, Gong Xiu (Zhuge Dan). The three of them were in their respective positions. He was working under the Royal Uncle, his elder brother was working in Eastern Wu Kingdom, and Gong Xiu was working in the army in Wei. Unfortunately, our ending was hard to change. I died in the Wuzhang Plain. Although my elder brother passed away due to illness, his descendants were all killed just like Zhan 'er. Luckily, Po Song was passed on to me. In the end, I managed to keep my elder brother's bloodline, which is also the bloodline of the Zhuge Family.
What is this? The three of us have been fighting against the Sima Family for the rest of our lives. I didn't expect that we would still lose in the end. Jia Xu looked at Lin Liang's eyes and smiled, "I bet on the right person, but I didn't bet on his life. Cao Pi and his son are not short-lived. How can Sima Yi be involved?"
"Are you guys talking about Zhong Da?" Cao Cao smiled, "That kid is shrewd, calculative, and patient. There are always people comparing him to me. Logically speaking, why should he be compared to me? He's not as good as me in literature. I can kill him with one hand. When it comes to politics, I'm the one who taught him. However, these are not the key points. He and Pi 'er both made the same mistake, which is to indulge the nobles and the local tyrants. What bullsh * t Ninth Grade Zhongzheng?
"According to the ninth rank Zhongzheng, the late emperor is a relative of the Han Dynasty …" Before Lin Liang could finish his sentence, the two stared at him coldly. "Don't tell me you really believe it …"
"But come to think of it, there's nothing wrong with him as a relative. King Jing of Zhongshan is just like a Teddy bear. He has hundreds of sons and he has millions of descendants, just like a hen laying eggs. If it's him, King Jing of Zhongshan's descendants might even gather together to play in Hefei. I feel like anyone with the surname Liu can claim to be his descendant. Cao Cao's gaze made Liu Bei roll his eyes. He didn't need to guess to know that they were slandering him. He walked over to Lin Liang and said, "You guys are talking bad about me, right?"
"No, we were talking about Sima Zhongda." Lin Liang smiled.
"If only I could help the Han Dynasty unite … Sigh …" Liu Bei's pitiful look made Cao Cao and Sun Quan nauseous.
"F * ck off …" Cao Cao was speechless.
"But look at Sima Zhongda and his sons. I feel like we are just three idiots. Your son has a short life, your son is useless, my son caused a coup, and his son united the world. Sigh …" Sun Quan was a little disappointed.
"Can't you be more tactful?" Cao Cao thought that even though Pi 'er was vicious, he was still his own son.
"Sigh …" Lin Liang sighed too.
"Why are you sighing? You're a relative of the emperor. Speaking of which, you and Sima Yi are relatives by marriage. "Cao Cao's words made Lin Liang even more speechless.
"Why do you say that?" Liu Bei asked.
"I know about that. I've been reading history books recently for inspiration, so I went to audition for an ancient drama. I found out that his brother Zhuge Dan's daughter married Sima Yi's son. The thief who started the West Jin Dynasty was his great-grandson. That means he's his great-grandson too. He's different from us." Sun Quan's words made Lin Liang speechless.
"I see," Liu Bei rubbed his chin and nodded slowly.
Little Ye Tian returned to the resting area. A few old men from Lin Hai's support team rushed out, wearing the jacket of Master Xiao Tian, waving flags and cheering.
"Master Xiao Tian is the best! He's going to increase the funding for our Science and Education Building's Molecular Vibration and Space Project! "
"Bullsh * t! This is for our multi-focus light transformation technology!"
"Let's not fight anymore. Master Lil 'Tian likes my particle collision project the most …"
"No! It's my gravitational wave weapon! "
"It's my new anti-matter weapon technology!"
The old men and middle-aged men were fighting each other. Little Ye Tian sighed, "Stop fighting. I'll find a way to give you guys some funding when we get back …"
"Master! You're our beacon in the sea of science! "Everyone stopped fighting.
"You still have money?" Ci Mei asked.
"Just give me some of the patent shares. These students are my favorite students in the research building where I work, although they're a little mediocre." Little Ye Tian's words stunned Ci Mei for a long time. She recognized those old men. They were the best scholars in Lin Hai's Ninth Research Building. Lin Hai's research was considered one of the best among the five schools. How could such masters be this little girl's students? She's only been there for a few months … And most of the time, she's playing strategy games with us.
"I heard it! Master Xiao Tian said that we're her favorite students and she even said that we're mediocre! "Everyone hugged each other with tears of joy.
"Finally, we're not trash, garbage, single-celled, sh * t …" A balding old man wiped his tears of excitement, "Master actually said that I'm mediocre."
"Don't be complacent! We must show master that we can still be mediocre! Until we're slightly mediocre … "Another short-sighted old man yelled. He seemed to be quite famous among the crowd.
"Then, excellent …" A middle-aged man with balding hair fell into his fantasy.
"Damn it! You heretic! Shut up! How dare you be so arrogant! How can master call mediocre people like us excellent?! You're not master's true disciple! You don't know how to look down on your master! You don't deserve to wear the battle robe! Get out of our Ninth Research Building! You damn fake disciple! "
"Get out! Get out! "Everyone looked like they were going to burn the heretic to death.
"I'm sorry! Please forgive me for my slip of the tongue! "
"If apologizing is useful, what's the use of science?!"
"Since you have an important project on your hands, we can spare your life this time. However, we can spare your life but we can't escape punishment! Even if we're promoted to mediocre, you're still trash, garbage, single-celled, sh * t! "
"Huh?! I don't want to be trash, garbage, single-celled, sh * t, I want to be promoted too … "
"Huh?! Are you trying to resist the fair trial of all of us in the Ninth Research Building?! "
"Speak! What are you?! "
"Sob sob, I'm trash, garbage, single-celled, sh * t …"
"Louder! You! Yes! What?! "
"Alright! Don't disturb my rest! Lower your voice! " Little Ye Tian's words were like a sound isolator. Everyone in the Research Building kept quiet and continued to condemn the man with their eyes.
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