"Yes! Get them on their knees!"

"Get on your knees!"

The crowd that woke up at this sentence began to shout loudly.

Originally, I thought that the Chinese people were going to be humiliated by the Great Japanese people in front of the monument today! Unexpectedly, in the end, it was the young man in front of him who was disgusted by everyone who turned the tide.

"Yaga! we didn't lose!" the kimono man said with a struggling look in his eyes.

"If you don't lose, who else can fight?

Tang Xiaoxiang pointed to the last two devils behind the man in the kimono and said.

"Wu Dou, we lost Di Di! But there is also Wen Dou! You Di Wen Dou also lost! We are a draw at most!"

The man in the kimono defended himself and said that now he wants to make a draw, otherwise once he kneels down in front of the monument for the Chinese people, he will really have no face to return to China.

"Wen Dou?" Tang Xiaoxiang frowned!

"It's like poems and couplets!" the man in the kimono explained when he saw Tang Xiaoxiang frowning.

Tang Xiaoxiang hesitated, he remembered some poems but not much, and there must be a title for poetry, if the topic is something that he hasn't memorized, it will be over, and the randomness of the couplet will be stronger, this time it's not easy to deal with, do you still have to open a skill?

This made Tang Xiaoxiang a little resistant in his heart, he was afraid of being cheated by the system again, it seems that the poet is also quite profitable...

Just as he hesitated, a person came out of the students who began to lose and came to the kimono man and Tang Xiaoxiang. He smiled at Tang Xiaoxiang first and expressed his gratitude. Then he said to the man in the kimono:

"Wendou still has people! Just now we have someone to ask the dean of our Faculty of Letters to come over, and they will be able to come over in a while! So we don't accept a draw!"

"Who is the dean of your Faculty of Letters?" Song Feichen asked curiously.

"Our dean is Jiang Xiutong, the only remaining master of Chinese studies in Huaguo, Jiang Lao!"

After saying that, the student straightened his back proudly.

"Oh my God! It's Jiang Lao! The chairman of the National Federation of Literary and Art Circles, the founder of Chinese culture education in China!

"That's a real master of Chinese studies! It's a banner of our country! I didn't expect Jiang Lao to return to his hometown to be the dean of Peony University after retirement!"

A lively discussion ensued in the crowd.

Milo also asked Xiao Lingxue: "Auntie, is that Jiang Lao very powerful?"

Xiao Lingxue said with respect: "How amazing! The Chinese textbooks of your high school are all compiled and sorted out by Jiang Lao!"

As soon as Milo heard that their textbooks were all 'this Jiang Lao made up, he suddenly became unconscious.

The man in the kimono frowned deeply now, he knew this Jiang Lao, he didn't expect this competition to be like this, and even Jiang Lao was about to be alarmed.

However, he thought of the identities of these Great Japanese people brought this time, and he felt that even Jiang Lao might not be able to win.

But what if in case of winning Jiang Lao?

Even if he doesn't kowtow, he will definitely make the Chinese people lose their faces.

Thinking of this possibility, the man in the kimono turned red and said, "Okay! Let's wait for Jiang Lao to come, and we will win or lose!"

"Don't wait! I'm here, old man!"

An old man in the crowd, supported by a young girl, walked out under the gaze of everyone.

The old man was not tall, his hair was gray, and his weather-beaten face was carved with wrinkles left by the years. Those gentle eyes shone with kindness and wisdom.

"Dean Jiang!" "Old Jiang!" people greeted the old man politely after seeing him.

After Jiang Lao also smiled and thanked him a little, he came to the group of students who had lost before: "You guys! You are young and vigorous, and you don't even know that you have been set up by those devils! You dare to compete with others in literature and martial arts before you are proficient in your studies! Who gave you your self-confidence? Write me a review after returning to school!"

After that, he moved his gaze to Tang Xiaoxiang:

"Thank you, young man!"

After Jiang Lao finished speaking, he bowed to Tang Xiaoxiang when everyone didn't react:

"I bow this for my students! I bow for the martyrs who sleep in this monument, and thank you for safeguarding the national dignity that they have worked so hard to establish!"

"No, no! Jiang Lao, you are polite! The rise and fall of the country is the responsibility of the husband!"

Tang Xiaoxiang was panicked by Jiang Lao's bow, and he dared to wave his hand hurriedly and said.

"The rise and fall of the country, the husband is responsible?" Jiang Lao's eyes flashed after hearing this, and he hurriedly asked Tang Xiaoxiang:

"Which master came from this sentence? Such a pithy sentence is not something that ordinary people can say?"

Tang Xiaoxiang's face stiffened when he was asked such a question, he couldn't say that this sentence was a concept put forward by a person named Gu Yanwu in the original world's "Rizhilu Zhengshi", the original sentence was: "Those who protect the country are sought by their kings and ministers, and those who eat meat; Later, Liang Qichao summed it up as: The rise and fall of the world, the husband is responsible for these eight words! Then don't you take him to a mental hospital to pick up soap!

"Uh, Jiang Lao! This is a random work of the kid on a whim!

After Tang Xiaoxiang said this, he felt that his face was hot! Alas! It seems that his cheek has not yet reached the realm of those predecessors who have crossed over!

"I have to work hard in the future!" Tang Xiaoxiang secretly cheered himself up in his heart.

After Jiang Lao heard Tang Xiaoxiang say that this was what he did, he looked at Tang Xiaoxiang in front of him and appreciated it more and more.

This young man is amazing! He is an all-rounder!

Jiang Lao was moved to cherish his talents, and he asked Tang Xiaoxiang tentatively: "Who is Xiaoyou's mentor?"

Tang Xiaoxiang was puzzled when he heard this, why did he still ask who my teacher was?

He said truthfully: "Well, my teacher, Tian Fuhai, Teacher Tian!

Tian big head?

Jiang Lao racked his brains and didn't come up with such a No. 1 master in the cultural world, could it be the kind of power hidden in the city?

"Huh!"

At this time, the young girl who was supporting Jiang Lao couldn't help but laugh when she saw Jiang Lao's thoughtful expression, and then after glancing at Tang Xiaoxiang, she muttered in Jiang Lao's ear in a low voice.

Tang Xiaoxiang saw that the girl stunned him with white eyes, and thought to himself what was wrong with this girl, it was really rude to look at people with white eyes!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the girl in front of him, with snow-white skin, a bumpy figure with a goose-egg-like face, and a pair of foggy big eyes under the black moth eyebrows full of smiles at this time.

"Oh, you're talking about the school teacher, do you have any other teachers besides the school teacher?"

"No!" Tang shook his head.

"Then would you like to find a teacher to guide you? Based on what you just said, I believe that with the addition of a famous teacher, there will definitely be a place for you in the literati world in the future!" Jiang Lao said eagerly.

Tang Xiaoxiang was stupid when he heard it, when did he want to mix the literati world, his two knives would not be exposed sooner or later!

The young girl thought that Tang Xiaoyan didn't understand Jiang Lao's words, and she said coquettishly:

"Silly boy, what are you doing in a daze, my grandfather wants to take you as an apprentice because of his love for talent!

"Well, this..."