"I am not the only one who has suffered such humiliation here today, but also the path upheld by the Purple Branch School and the atmosphere of the entire academic community. If this shameless and indecent atmosphere cannot be curbed, from now on, countless people will surely encounter the same shame as me!"

At the speaker's seat, Ingmar was still speaking generously, indignant and grief-stricken, completely oblivious to the stunned gods who looked behind him, and still gushed:

"Therefore, I recommend that the review committee seriously consider ......"

Just as he was finally about to get to the point, he felt someone poke himself in the back, and then poke himself, and then poke again.

The cap of the fountain pen doesn't hurt when poked in the back, but the person who poked the pen back and forth was upset.

Poke po

Ingmar's voice stopped abruptly, and she turned back and glared angrily at the comer:

"Presumptuous!"

In the confused eyes of everyone, the young man who was reprimanded for being presumptuous looked at Ingmar calmly, and shook the pocket watch in his hand in front of him:

"Mr. Ingmar, the time for the summary statement is only three minutes, and you have exceeded the time by a minute and a half. Are you going to do your talk show here?"

Ingmar's expression changed for a while, full of gloomy anger, and finally he snorted coldly and walked away. Just passing by, squeezing out the sound from between the teeth:

", you won't be proud for too long. ”

"Huh. ”

Ye Qingxuan smiled: "Don't think too much, it's not good for your health." ”

The two passed by.

The young man stood on the speaker's seat, faced with a smile, and bowed respectfully to the judges: "Gentlemen, if you don't mind, I will begin to summarize the statement." ”

Among the members. Segail finally reacted, frowned and asked, "Wait, why not Abraham? Who are you?"

"It's just a cheap name, not enough to worry about. ”

Ye Qingxuan smiled slightly: "I am a disciple of Teacher Abraham and one of the witnesses of this appeal. The teacher is not good at words, so I will make a summary statement instead of him. I don't think there's anything wrong with it, right?"

"There is no precedent. Heisenberg snorted.

"But it's not impossible, isn't it?"

Lola glanced at him with a smile, and without waiting for them to come to a conclusion, she said directly: "Mr. 'disciple', you can start. ”

Heisenberg was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Lola coldly, and Lola's eyes rolled as if she were smiling. Anger is like a sword stabbing into the waves, except for the waves that are not there. No more response.

The gloomy gaze was quickly withdrawn, and Heisenberg was silent. Butlermy opened his mouth, but said nothing. Mr. Dongfang Dihu looked at the young man's white hair with great interest, and his eyes lit up, as if he was looking forward to the beginning of some good show.

No one objected.

So, on the podium, the boy smiled-

"To be honest, I was very touched by Mr. Ingmar's concluding statement. ”

from the speaker's seat. The boy said the first sentence, his expression solemn and sad. The content of the words was not slowed down, but the audience was confused again: Wait, where is this singing?

Did he want to go to Ingmar and draw a line with Abraham? But something seemed wrong......

On the podium, the young man's voice of regret continued: "Mr. Ingmar's experience is tragic and sympathetic. If I were one of you here, I would have felt that he had suffered a great injustice. It's better than the snow in June. If he does not support it, there is simply no justice and reason, and even the Holy City will weep for him. ”

He paused, and the pain and pity on his face were gone, replaced by a mocking smile. Full malice: "It's a pity...... There was not a single word in his speech about interpretation!

With all due respect, Mr. Ingmar's talent is more than enough to be a tabloid reporter, and maybe he can also open a popular column such as 'Music Theory Life' and 'The Voice of Anglo'.

However, he is still far from being a scholar whose discourse is theory and research. It's not a place for kids to splash around, and it's impossible to tell a story or sell a tragic past and a sad story to win!"

Rattle.

It was the sound of teeth about to be crushed.

Ingmar's expression twitched in the audience, and her fists were clenched, so annoyed that she had no intention of words.

Heisenberg tapped the gavel in his hand.

"Warning, Abraham's student, this is not the place for you to attack others!" he said coldly, "and if you don't have any arguments to conclude, you can leave." ”

The young man shrugged helplessly, looked around, looked at those eyes, and asked in a solemn voice:

"Doesn't anyone wonder why the Voynich manuscript he interprets is inconsistent? Why is there such a glaring logical disconnect? Is it really a complete gap?

Since he has no ghost in his heart, why is he so nervous about our appeal, and why does he repeatedly prevent us from obtaining the power we deserve through legitimate channels?

Besides, is he really as great as he says he is? Why didn't he say anything about his aggressive and repeated threats and persecution of my teacher? Why didn't he say anything about his burning of the music history on which we live! Is he thinking that others can't see such things that are obvious to all?"

"Ye Qingxuan!"

Ingmar got up angrily and roared: "This is the council! This is not a place for you to go wild, but you need evidence to speak! Do you really think that your unruly method can decipher the Voynich manuscript?!"

Ye Qingxuan sneered, and was about to sneer at each other, but heard the sound of a mallet ringing.

"Ahem, silence!"

At the bench, Master Butlemy interrupted the two of them, his gaze swept over them, and said in a neutral tone:

"Please refrain from both sides, this is the Senate, and the only thing that is discussed is the ownership of the Voynich manuscript, and other matters are not within the scope of our trial.

And, this young man. It seems to us that both Ingmar and you provide interpretations that seem to work.

However, everyone here must be aware. When interpreting ancient texts, if the results are already known, it is not difficult to find a special way to interpret them by way of backward extrapolation......"

His words were not finished, but Ye Qingxuan completely understood the meaning.

If he does not produce more weighty evidence, they can only look at this dispute from a more traditional and conservative perspective: it will undoubtedly be Ingmar's victory.

This is Abraham's greatest weakness: interpretation. And not recognized by everyone.

Compared with the complex system of interpretations of the Apocalypse that has been revised and supplemented by countless people over the centuries, Abraham's theory lacks credibility.

But hearing him say this, Ye Qingxuan smiled instead.

He had been waiting for this sentence for a long time.

Ye Qingxuan raised the manuscript in his hand:

"In order to justify the interpretation, we have provided new evidence for it in the days leading up to the review: a new result!"

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

New corroboration?

New results and interpretive texts?

In just a few days?

Off the field, a low noise sounded, and the sound of arguments was endless. Even Butlermy was stunned. Soon, he looked down at the young man in the field:

"New achievements? Is it just a few days? Young people, you may not know, but the interpretation of ancient documents takes ten years! In just a few days, it is not enough to collect materials and compare them with texts ......of the same period."

"Maybe everyone here is skeptical of what I'm saying, but I can assure you. Every word of what I said is true. ”

Ye Qingxuan said lightly: "In order to verify it, I carried out a sublimation ceremony. I used the opportunity of celestial induction - the school can prove it for me. The Guild may draw aether records from the 'Sleeping Hole' for verification.

For it, I gambled on the opportunity to become a full-fledged musician.

I believe that it will prove the validity of the interpretation method. ”

As soon as the words were spoken, the audience was silent.

Ascension Ceremony...... Celestial and human induction......

Indeed, if it can be incarnated as the waves of the Aetheric Sea. If you resonate with music theory and use the power of Dayuan to promote the interpretation method, that kind of near-omniscient realm can lead to the right direction and results even if it is only for a moment.

It's just that who is going back to do such a stupid thing?

For the interpretation of just a few sentences. Gambling on the opportunity to become an official musician, wasting the celestial induction that a person can't touch in his life?!

Crazy!

At this moment, everyone looked at Ye Qingxuan's eyes, full of regret:

It's a pity, if it weren't......

Moreover, how old is he? It is said that he has only been in school for a few months, right? Four months or five months, he is almost about to become a full-fledged musician?!

The pace is simply frightening.

Not inferior to Anglo's legend back then, that monster-level student who broke through the apprentice level in one month. Compared with the geniuses cultivated by various schools in the core secret realm since childhood, they have also steadily overwhelmed each other.

It's a pity, it's a pity......-

In the midst of many sympathetic or compassionate eyes, Ye Qingxuan stepped forward expressionlessly and sent the manuscripts in his hand to several committee members one by one.

It was a very thin piece of paper, with only a few numbers written on it, but it caused them to fall into a long period of thought and silence. When it was Heisenberg's turn, Heisenberg just took it, snapped it back onto the table, and didn't look at it.

Ye Qingxuan's footsteps did not stop, and finally handed his manuscript to Master Butlemy.

Butlermy hesitated for a moment and took the manuscript.

Seeing the young man bowing his head in gratitude, he felt a little guilty in his heart.

Can you really make a fair judgment?

He held the manuscript in his hand, but his eyes wandered between Ingmar and Abraham, and for a moment his mind was confused. In the end, he bowed his head and sighed in frustration.

Then, I couldn't take my eyes off it.

He stared at the characters on the manuscript, his palms trembling, and he could barely suppress it: "This is ...... It's ......"

It was as if in an instant, a flash of lightning slashed down from his head, and suddenly there was a wave of aether around him, faintly showing signs of loss of control.

Immediately, that power was reined in by him. But he could no longer maintain his composure, and suddenly raised his head and looked at the young man:

"As under it, as above it, then all things come to pass......

- This is "Jade Record"?!" (To be continued.) )