"Why? Just because I'm a recognized genius at Binhai University! Just because I'm the class president of this class!" Zhu Ting looked directly at Huang Xiaolong, his eyes full of sarcasm. "You're not convinced, are you? If you're not convinced, then you say it yourself, what confidence do you have to sit here!"

Zhu Ting's words were extremely arrogant, and he said that he was a genius, but when he said this kind of thing, others couldn't refute it, he was really a real genius.

"Of course I have confidence. Huang Xiaolong said with a serious face. "I didn't finish elementary school, but I've been studying on my own. Otherwise, you can test me casually, and if I can't answer it, it means that I really don't qualify to study here. ”

"Hahaha~~~~~~~"

The class burst into laughter again.

Let one of the best geniuses of Binhai University, Zhu Ting, go to the exam for a small farmer who has not finished elementary school?

It's hilarious!

It's hilarious!

It's a fantasy!

"You? you don't deserve to let me test you. Zhu Ting shook his head disdainfully.

"Haha~~ You definitely don't dare to test me, you are afraid that it will be difficult for me. Huang Xiaolong grinned. "It's so strange that you say I'm not qualified to sit here, it's you, and now I want to prove that I'm qualified, and you don't dare let me prove it...... Do you have a problem with your brain?"

"What are you talking about?" Zhu Ting's face turned pale, and he immediately smiled playfully. "Okay, okay, okay, then I'll test you. I'll give you a question, and if you can't answer it, you can just get out!"

"Okay, what if I answer?" Huang Xiaolong asked rhetorically.

"Hahahaha~~~ Can you answer my question? I'll just put my words here, and if you answer, I'll crawl out of this classroom!" Zhu Ting said fiercely.

"Okay, you can ask the question, I'm going to watch you crawl out of the classroom today!" Huang Xiaolong rolled up his sleeves.

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Huang Xiaolong, this is a fight with the squad leader Zhu Ting!

Needle tip to wheat mang!

The whole class looked at the two of them with a lively face.

However, when they looked at Huang Xiaolong, they felt very ridiculous.

Why is there an illiterate person who hasn't graduated from elementary school, and he wants to compare his knowledge with Zhu Ting?

This can't be described as a class with an axe.

This is simply self-inflicted!

Everyone, waiting to see Huang Xiaolong make a joke and make a fool of himself, and then roll out of this classroom in a gloomy manner.

"Zhu Ting, this guy has always been arrogant and narrow-minded... Actually angry at my little dragon... Xiaolong, fight for breath and slap him in the face!" Song Yuru has always been a little disgusted by Zhu Ting's empty face.

Although admitting that Zhu Ting has some talent, he puts on a stinky face all day long, as if everyone owes him money, which is also easy to arouse disgust.

Song Yuru is not the kind of nymphomaniac who blindly wishes for the court...

For Huang Xiaolong, Song Yuru is still full of confidence.

In her opinion, her little dragon is simply an omnipotent magical character!

Things have come to this point, and Chu Tingting, as a teacher, has no way to dissuade her, so she can only wait and see how things develop.

"Let's get the question up. Huang Xiaolong looked at Zhu Ting a little impatiently.

You must know that since Huang Xiaolong got the opportunity and became the only ghost in heaven and earth, hell has become his back garden.

In hell, how many amazing talents, eternal heroes, elites from all walks of life, and giants in various fields...... Huang Xiaolong has learned a lot of things since he was a child.

Moreover, his memory and thinking ability far exceed the limits of human beings...

Therefore, he was not stunned at all!

Perhaps, in the eyes of ordinary people, Zhu Ting is really a talent and a masterpiece, but in Huang Xiaolong's eyes, he is a scumbag!

Pure scum!

It's so weak that it bursts into existence!

"Heh~~~~~" Zhu Ting grinned, with a pointing expression on his face, "Since we are students of the Chinese Department, today's class is Ancient Chinese Literature. Then, I won't test you for anything else... Take a test of your knowledge of ancient Chinese literature. ”

After speaking, Zhu Ting smiled contemptuously. "You listen well, you know the Tang poems and Song lyrics, right? Li Qingzhao you know, right? Li Qingzhao's lips are dotted... Well, you memorize this poem for me. ”

Reciting Song Ci?

Li Qingzhao's [Dotted Lips, Boudoirs]

This poem, the difficulty is not big, but it is not small.

Although Li Qingzhao is famous, not every word has been recited through the ages, and some words are not so popular, and it can even be said that they are a little strange.

For example, this song [Dotting Lips and Thoughts]

If you don't particularly like Li Qingzhao and study it very deeply, I'm afraid that you won't be able to recite this poem for a while, let alone memorize it.

At least in university textbooks, this word is not selected.

"Little peasant!

"Don't be stupid! If you can't memorize it, get out of here!"

"Do you think he can carry this? I can't even carry it!"

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"Hurry up!" Zhu Ting had already looked at Huang Xiaolong with a victor's gaze.

'Uh... Li Qingzhao: In hell, I've talked to him several times... It also taught me how to write words...' Huang Xiaolong didn't think so.

"Okay, listen up, I'll carry it. Huang Xiaolong cleared his throat. "The road is cut off, and the grass is declining. Who. There is nothing to do, and there is a lot of work. The rain flowers urge a few. Go to spring and pity. A thousand sorrows are soft, and the boudoir is deep and lonely. ”

Huang Xiaolong recited it in one breath, and his speech speed was extremely fast, that is, it was a matter of more than ten seconds.

The class was silent!

And then—

"Hahahahaha~~~~~~ what kind of thing is this? Nima's, the preface doesn't match the afterword!

Someone laughed loudly.

Even Song Yuru's face was slightly gloomy and she said in a low voice. "Little Dragon... Back... Back wrong. ”

"Poof~~~~~ are you delirious?" Zhu Ting smiled. "And let me test you? At your level? Okay, you lose, get out of this classroom. Our class, we don't need your kind of garbage to drag your feet!"

"Ahh Huang Xiaolong looked serious. "You should crawl out of this classroom, right?"

"Tough words! Whoever loses and who wins, the whole class has seen it with their own eyes, what, foolish? Do you believe it or not, I'll beat you out!" Zhu Ting said sharply.

At this time-

"Wait~~~" Chu Tingting's eyes showed a look of horror, and her pretty face was completely shocked, "Yes... Be... It was Huang Xiaolong who won. ”

"Teacher Chu, what are you kidding!" Zhu Ting snorted unhappily.

"He... He memorized the poem backwards..."Chu Tingting muttered. "Lonely and deep, soft intestines are sorrowful. Cherish the spring and go. A few points to urge the rain of flowers. Leaning all over the appendix, but there is no emotion. Where are the people. Even the sky is declining, and the way back is cut off. ”

"Reciting backwards, I don't know how many times more difficult than memorizing smoothly... Huang Xiaolong... You... Your memory and thinking skills...... It's tough. Chu Tingting looked at Huang Xiaolong with a monster-like gaze.

Be quiet!

There was silence in the classroom!

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