Tian Ming stood carelessly in the hall, facing the gaze of everyone. He was in a state of social prowess most of the time and had no stage fright.
After taking a few steps forward, he found the only person he knew and the person who arranged for him to appear here. He deliberately put on a nonchalant attitude and asked:
"What, who is my opponent today?"
Tianming’s acting skills cannot be said to be natural, but can only be said to be full of emotion.
Fortunately, he has such a strong energy that attracts attention that no one pays attention to his slightly stiff body movements.
Most of the Confucian disciples took a breath, secretly thinking that this man is so terrifying that he cannot be left here... Ah, no, I was surprised that he dared to speak to the Third Master with such an attitude and tone.
In fact, Zhang Liang has a very good temper towards his disciples. Most of the disciples are not afraid of him, but now he is in front of the master!
Isn’t it inappropriate to wait for another punishment from Head Fu Nian!
The fact was just as they thought. Fu Nian, who was sitting at the head, frowned even more.
What he is holding in now is quite uncomfortable!
Gongsun Linglong, one of the core figures of the incident, was directly angered by Tianming's simple words - how could anyone be more arrogant than me!
However, she was embarrassed to lose her temper directly to a Confucian boy in public, so she could only suppress her anger, forced a smile and said, "Little brother, your opponent is me!"
"Ouch!" Tian Ming took a closer look and jumped back in fright, waving his hands in front of him in a defensive posture, "Where did the monster come from!?"
(╬￣俣)!!!
This brat doesn’t know how high the sky is!
How hateful!
Gongsun Linglong wanted to bite her teeth into pieces, but the more times like this, the more she cared about her demeanor.
Everything is to achieve the complete victory over Confucianism in the most perfect posture!
With this mentality, Gongsun Linglong once again managed to suppress the anger in her heart.
"Ahem!" Zhang Liang coughed lightly and scolded Tianming, "Ziming, don't be rude!"
"This time, I'll leave it to you to debate with the famous Mr. Gongsun."
"Oh..." Tianming had already recovered from the shock and surprise of seeing the 'Splendid Beauty' for the first time, but his face was still full of disgust, "Is my opponent this middle-aged fat aunt? It's obvious at first glance.
It’s so weak.”
"Why do I get stuff like this every time? There's no challenge at all..." Tian Ming pretended to be dissatisfied and complained, "Can't you find me some decent opponents?"
Zhang Liang was also very cooperative and nodded with a gentle smile, "Okay, I know I have wronged you."
Fat aunt...weak...thing...
The veins on Gongsun Linglong's forehead were about to burst, and his eyes were almost red and bleeding as he stared at the dawn.
At this time, there was only one thought left in her mind to maintain her sanity - she must defeat Confucianism!
"Really..." Tianming murmured dissatisfiedly as he walked to the seat opposite Gongsun Linglong, then sat down with his legs spread wide.
Of course he didn't know that he should kneel down to show respect at this time, so he would naturally do it as comfortable as possible... Even if he knew, he probably wouldn't kneel down, and Tianming Shaoxia is not a person who would embarrass himself.
This move made Gongsun Linglong even more angry, and also made the superior Fu Nian’s brows jump again.
"Okay, fat aunt, let's give the question!" After sitting down, Tianming waved his hand grandly, indicating that the other side could start.
Brat, let me show you how powerful my Gongsun family is!
Gongsun Linglong shouted fiercely in her heart, but kept a smile on her face, "Let's continue to use the white horse as a non-horse as the theme."
"White horse?" Tianming stretched out his hand and pointed forward, "Are you referring to the horse next to you?"
"Horse? How can there be a horse here?" Gongsun Linglong covered her half-faced face with a mask, secretly chuckling, and responded pretentiously, "It's clearly a white horse, not a horse!"
"Alas..." Tianming looked a little surprised and asked, "You mean the white horse... not the horse?"
"Exactly, a white horse is not a horse!" Gongsun Linglong's grin widened.
This kid is just as stupid as he looks, and he just jumps into the hole he dug.
"Hmm..." Tianming thought for a while and nodded, "I think what you said makes sense!"
"A white horse is definitely not equal to a horse."
"Humph... of course." Gongsun Linglong snickered proudly.
At this time, Tianming said again, "Fat aunt..."
Brat!
What a brat!!!
Once again, the issue of beauty that Gongsun Linglong cared about most made her unable to suppress her anger, and her entire attention was in a trance.
When she came to her senses, she was shocked to find that her opponent, Tian Ming, was gone.
She looked around and saw him next to Baima Taxue - he was holding out his hand, probably ready to touch Taxue.
"What are you doing!?" Gongsun Linglong quickly stopped her.
Although she was talking nonsense throughout the whole debate, the white horse riding on the snow is indeed an heirloom of the Gongsun family. It can almost be regarded as a symbol of the Gongsun family. It is very precious.
When Tianming heard the voice, his half-stretched hand suddenly froze. He turned his head and glanced at Gongsun Linglong, who was staring closely at him, and took it back with a smile:
"Hehe... I have never seen such a beautiful horse."
This sentence is not false flattery, but walking in the snow is really beautiful.
The smooth and pure white hair is neatly combed, without any variegation or dirt, and it even looks like it is shining when viewed against the light. The proportions of the horse's body are also just right, strong and powerful, and full of energy. It is worthy of being a careful generation of the Gongsun family.
A family heirloom to support.
The appearance of this horse is even better than the horse Gu Xun and Mo Ya rode when they came to Songhai... It's hard to say how well it will run. After all, the Gongsun family must only focus on appearance when training horses, and no one would want to ride them.
My own heirloom.
Tianming's words of praise obviously spoke to Gongsun Linglong's heart, and even made her hate Tianming less.
But she has not forgotten that "a white horse is not a horse":
"Little brother, you are wrong again. You should say it is a white horse."
"Oh, yes, this white horse is so beautiful!" Tianming followed suit and happily changed his tune.
Gongsun Linglong seemed like a rat who had stolen the oil, hiding behind the mask and laughing uncontrollably, mocking in her heart that Confucianism had such stupid disciples.
The Confucian disciples who were watching also lamented secretly in their hearts.
I thought there was a king coming, but it turned out that he was no better than a piece of scrap metal. He was just a retard.
You really don’t hide in any of the holes dug by others, you jump into them one by one from shallow to deep!
You are an undercover agent sent here by a celebrity, right?
"My little brother is really discerning. Taxue is an heirloom that has been passed down from generation to generation in our Gongsun family."
"Heirloom?" Tianming looked curious.
This expression deeply satisfied Gongsun Linglong's desire to show her face, making her even more comfortable, and she couldn't help but explain further:
"That's right, a family heirloom."
"This white horse is named Ta Xue. It only gives birth to one litter in its life. It is extremely precious. It has been passed down for sixteen generations from my ancestor Gongsun Longzi to the present. This is the only horse!"
"Wow! It's so precious, no wonder it's a family heirloom!" Tianming stretched out his hand again and touched the white fur on the snow.
Because Tianming was full of praise for Texue, Gongsun Linglong turned a blind eye and didn't care about it. Touching it anyway didn't mean anything.
"Ho ho ho!" Gongsun Linglong smiled wildly and proudly, "Of course!"
At this time, Tianming seemed to have stepped on his left foot and his right foot. He was unable to use his strength to go up to the sky. Instead, he lost his balance and waved his hands randomly, and then unconsciously slapped Taxue hard on the buttocks.
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"Alas alas..."
Snap!
Originally, horses tend to run when their butts are stressed, not to mention that Texue has never been frightened as a family heirloom. Therefore, under the influence of Tianming's slap, Tuxue raised his hooves forward, let out a neighing sound, and then ran away like a child.
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Taxue: I’m free!
Gongsun Linglong, however, stretched out her hand with a look of pain and despair, trying to save her family heirloom:
"No! My horse!"
This cry, which is full of true feelings, can be said to be very sad and sad, and it makes people feel sad to hear it.
However, Ma Pin couldn't get out of his samadhi, so he ran away without mercy, and even Gongsun Linglong, the horse's butt, was not seen clearly.
Facts have proved that this horse’s pedigree is indeed good, and its running ability is not bad.
Tianming looked at the gradually dissipating smoke and dust brought up by the horses, scratched his head in embarrassment, and looked at Gongsun Linglong:
"What a coincidence, fat aunt..."
"No! Let's talk about him being fat again! You stinky boy!" Gongsun Linglong, who was careless and bereaved, finally couldn't continue the role and completely broke out. She roared towards Tianming with a ferocious face and burning eyes.
Tianming held his head and squatted in defense under the roar, pretending to tremble, and deliberately imitated Gongsun Linglong's speech tone and replied, "I'm wrong! I'm wrong! I... didn't mean it..."
"You did it on purpose!" Gongsun Linglong pinched his waist with one hand and spitted wildly. He pointed at Tianming with a mask in his other hand, "If you can't argue with someone, then take revenge on someone else's horse!"
"It's... the white horse." Tianming reminded in a weak voice.
"Ahhhh!!!" Gongsun Linglong felt like she was about to collapse. She jumped up and down and shouted, "Whether it's a white horse or a black horse, it's a family heirloom anyway!"
"I will definitely..." Tianming said with a smile, "I will definitely help you find it."
"You..." Gongsun Linglong wanted to curse loudly, but her voice suddenly stopped.
Angry, she remembered where she was now - the Confucian living room, surrounded by a group of people watching.
She glanced around with her peripheral vision and found that all the Confucian disciples were looking at her in shock, but Li Sifu Nian and others had first-rate concentration and their expressions were as usual, as if they had seen nothing and nothing had happened. p>
Reason regained the high ground of IQ, and Gongsun Linglong's face also resisted. It changed in a second, showing a kind smile again, shaking the mask, as if nothing had happened.
No wonder, she has the nerve to say that she is as beautiful as a fairy, so her ability to do it in public is nothing.
"Little brother, what skills do you have to find someone else's heirloom?"
"Oh, don't worry about that!" Tianming promised, patting his chest, "I will definitely get your heirloom back for you!"
He specially emphasized the accent on the word "heirloom".
First she encountered verbal violence - referring to the title of fat aunt, and then she was careless. At this time, Gongsun Linglong was a little exhausted. In addition, she did not look at Tianming and only thought that he was a scourge that was rude, brainless and loved to cause trouble.
I didn’t pay attention to these details.
On the contrary, Li Si and Fu Nian in the hall had some subtle reactions at the same time.
Both of them realized that Gongsun Linglong's game might be coming to an end.
The victory gained by playing rogue with words will naturally be lost by others playing rogue.
Gongsun Linglong's identity is an advantage when facing the three heroes of Qi and Lu, but it is a disadvantage when facing the Confucian juniors.
Tianming left the venue after finishing the guarantee.
Before long, he and an assistant, Shao Yu, or Zi Yu, returned here leading an old and skinny black horse.
It can be seen that this black horse must have been a high-quality horse when he was alive...when he was young. Like Ta Xue, it was a solid color without any hair, but it was just black.
But now that it is old and may die at any time, it is unsightly.
The body is so skinny that you can almost see the shape of a bone. The hair is wrinkled and messy without any luster and is stuck together in many places. The eyes are cloudy and dull. They are downcast and lack any vitality. They can't even breathe out.
If you don't get frightened, you may die here on the spot.
Anyone who takes one look at it can conclude that this is an old dark horse that makes people worry about being dejected even if it kills or eats meat.
"Ah this..." Gongsun Linglong stared at the black horse in stunned silence, even a little worried that it would die in front of her eyes.
The Confucian disciples around were confused and didn't know what this unknown classmate was doing.
Nan Gong, who seemed to have been dozing off, coughed twice. I don’t know if he was choking on his breath, or... he was laughing.
Tianming stood beside the black horse with a proud face and said to Gongsun Linglong:
"Okay, I've found your heirloom for you!"
"Hmm!!!" Gongsun Linglong opened her mouth wide and looked at the horse. After regaining consciousness, she immediately retorted, "Absurd!"
"What's wrong?" Tianming asked innocently, scratching his head as if he didn't understand anything.
Seeing that Tianming's emotions were in place but his body language was not coordinated enough, Shaoyu hid aside and snickered secretly.
Gongsun Linglong did not pay attention to Shao Yu, but pointed at the dark horse and said plausibly:
"My Taxue is a white horse, and this one is obviously a black and thin old horse, but you want to lie to me and say that this is Taxue!?"
"It's really ridiculous!"
"That's right!" Tianming looked like he had been wronged and explained seriously, "What a black and thin old horse? This is an heirloom of my family. It has been passed down for more than five hundred generations. Just this one, oh, yes
Yes, its name is Ta Ren, and from today on, he will be your family’s heirloom, Ta Xue!”
"That's total nonsense!" Gongsun Linglong waved her hand and replied angrily, "My Gongsun family is not blind. How can you not see that there is a white horse and a black horse?"
"Hey! That's weird!" Tianming scratched his head and said in confusion, "According to your Gongsun family, isn't this just walking in the snow?"
"Now, listen, according to your point of view, this horse is not equal to a white horse, so a white horse is not equal to a horse, right?" Tianming pretended to be helpless against you.
"So what?" Shaking her mask, Gongsun Linglong turned sideways and squinted at Tianming and replied angrily.
"That's right, you see, this stepping on snow is your family's heirloom, and stepping on people is our family's heirloom. In other words, stepping on snow is equal to a family heirloom, and stepping on people is also equal to a family heirloom." Tianming continued to explain.<
/p>
Gongsun Linglong noticed something was wrong, but she was already so angry that she couldn't find any words to refute. She could only shout indiscriminately, "Nonsense! You are talking nonsense!!"
"He's talking nonsense!!!"
She also tried to seek support from off-site, but unfortunately she was the only one present from the Gongsun family.
Tian Ming said to himself regardless, "Heirlooms are equal to family heirlooms, so stepping on the snow is equal to stepping on people."
"Is what I said okay?"
"You...you!" Gongsun Linglong's chest rose and fell rapidly with anger, and her whole body was shaking. Her hand pointing at Tianming was trembling, but she was unable to refute this mindless logic of equal signs.
At this time, the excited discussions of Confucian disciples rang in her ears.
Gongsun Linglong realized that she might not be able to restore the glory of the Gongsun family today.
In desperation, she only felt that her eyes were black and her whole body was weak. She could not even hold the mask that she had been holding tightly in her hand, and it fell to the ground with a snap.