Chapter 149: German Scholar, Terror Li

Professor Song is a well-known old-fashioned person in the university town, perhaps he has studied ancient history for too long, and his words and deeds are full of the atmosphere of humanity that can only be found in ancient societies.

Character is really harder than stone.

And although President Feng Cao's original intention was revenge, in fact, the deeper idea was to fool the past first, after all, this event was unprecedented, and he couldn't cover the sky with one hand, he didn't want to insert people in, and he couldn't bear Professor Song's initiation.

Feng Cao had just prepared countless speeches, and he was in a mood and was waiting to deal with Professor Song's various difficulties.

Who would have thought...

Professor Song was so gentle that their jaws were about to fall to the ground.

After glancing at Professor Song and then at the Westerners, the members of the club looked at each other with bewildered faces.

"Classmate, which department are you from?" Professor Song said after looking at Ling Luo.

"Physics is not unusual. Ling Luo nodded politely.

"The Department of Physics?" Professor Song thought about it, didn't have any impression, and couldn't help but sigh: "Lao Wang's department really hides the dragon and the crouching tiger." ”

"The professor is too prestigious, I am not a dragon and tiger, but I was kicked out for internship in my sophomore year, and Director Wang doesn't know me......" Ling Luo said unmoved.

"Don't be presumptuous..." Professor Song shook his head: "Your cuneiform skills, since you can compare with Di Li, that is the top in the industry, staying in the physics department is too tyrannical, since you are uncomfortable, how about coming to my Chinese department?" I will help you apply for a change of department?"

Professor Song was very eager, even a little unusual.

He seemed to be under some kind of pressure to not let go of any help, but his expression was well disguised.

When Feng Cao and the other members heard this, Feng Cao was naturally overjoyed, and the members sympathized with Ling Luo.

Ling Luo only had two choices at this time.

Either admit that you have literacy in words, and you will be humiliated for a while.

Either refute having literacy and being blown away by the professor.

Seeing Ling Luo's appearance at this time, it was obvious that he had chosen the latter, and from the perspective of the members, Ling Luo was completely inward-looking, and in order to show his 'sovereignty' over Di Li, he had no choice but to support himself.

This is really into Feng Cao's 'set', and there is unspeakable suffering.

"Thank you, professor, but I'm just interested in paleographies, just change departments, and I'll come to listen to the professor's lectures when I have the chance. Ling Luo still said quietly.

This made the members of the club impressed, they all knew that Ling Luo was a master of kung fu, it seems that kung fu really makes people's psychological quality extraordinary, such an embarrassing scene, can be so expressionless and cool!

Well, they like it!

"Okay, then can you tell me who taught you cuneiform?

Professor Song is very modest, Di Li is his student, but Di Li is blue, and her attainments in cuneiform writing, Di Li has long surpassed his old man, and a few papers submitted by Di Li a few days ago, he was amazed, and even had a ridiculous idea that Di Li had traveled through ancient times and then returned to modern times.

Although the idea is ridiculous, Di Li's attainments can be seen.

And it was precisely because of Di Li's paper that he mentioned it to an American professor by chance, which led to the German Museum of Ancient History, together with the American Kader Clan, actually took the initiative to contact him some time ago, and finally transported all the national treasures and cultural relics to Kyoto.

To put it bluntly, the museum and the Kade clan actually came to find Di Li to decipher the cultural relics, and they have nothing to do with the paleographic society.

Professor Song just asked the members to borrow a light.

But now a Ling Luo suddenly appeared, and it turned out to be deeper than Di Li's cuneiform attainment, and Professor Song couldn't put it into words in his heart.

According to his metaphor, it is a step up from time travel, doesn't that mean that it is a direct move of the text experts of the lost era?

How can this be achieved?

Professor Song was really curious, and when he looked at Di Li, his eyes were full of relief.

The reason why he didn't question Ling Luo was not because he was old-fashioned, but because he believed in Di Li.

Otherwise, he would have angrily reprimanded Chang Fengcao, and gave him a mouth first, and then said, Are you a turnip to be a text expert?

However, if Di Li is related, Di Li said that someone has this kind of attainment, and Professor Song will not question anything at all.

In addition to believing in Di Li's wisdom, as a veteran of Kyoto University, he has personally experienced everything in the past ten years, and has witnessed what is happening in the changing university town.

Professor Song only wants to know now, who is Ling Luo's teacher?

"Ahem..."

Ling Luo paused, he was really asked.

But fortunately, it is wise to be in a hurry.

"Well, my cuneiform, yes, it's the ...... of Dili's religion"

"Clams, what?"

Professor Song was stunned, President Feng Cao was stunned, the members were stunned, and the three daughters of Red Lotus rolled their eyes to the sky.

Blind with your eyes open.

"Ahem, what's the problem?" Ling Luo said pretendingly.

"Uh, no, no problem. ”

Professor Song nodded sneeringly at first, but after thinking about it, he was directly relieved, Di Li's level is one of the few in the world, and if there is a breakthrough, it must be the mutual research of the two geniuses.

Ling Luo seemed to be this kind of genius, which was really a blessing.

Di Li smiled clearly, with a plain and elegant look, there was no surprise at all, she was not a rookie, and her emotions would not be on her face.

However, the doubts that Ling Luo was looking forward to had already been achieved, not to mention anything else, what Ling Luo 'became' was that Di Li couldn't analyze out of thin air now.

"Okay, since you can study the text to the same level as Di Li, you must be interested in this aspect, and this event will definitely not disappoint you. Come along. Professor Song breathed a sigh of relief, and then said mysteriously.

Everyone was extremely curious, eleven clay tablets were not unusual, and they were just as curious as Ling Luo about what the last oval cabin was.

That's the big deal.

At this time, a group of twelve Westerners finally stopped talking.

It seems that their communication is not smooth, and the seven German scholars in the Ancient Museum are very repulsive to the five members of the Kader clan who are dressed strangely.

The end result was that the German scholars came over, but the Kader clan seemed to be waiting for something in the same place.

"Professor Song, how is it, do you have any questions here? I just saw... You look angry. Seven Germans walked in, a middle-aged lady, said politely in Chinese.

Although her Chinese accent is strange, her pronunciation is very accurate, after all, studying ancient history, country Z is a hurdle that cannot be bypassed, and the brain-dead scholars who shouted for the supremacy of the West ten years ago seem to have been stimulated by something in recent years, and they have all lifted this brain-dead mentality, and they are very serious about the 'demons' in their hearts.

And these people, led by this woman, are some famous scholars in Germany.

"Professor Sophia, you have been overly concerned, and there is no problem, but my student has found her friend and has the same literacy as her!" Professor Song said.

"Oh?"

Professor Sophia is very beautiful, a typical Western beauty, and does not have the extremely fat and out-of-shape posture of Western women after middle age, but is very well maintained like a movie star. Hearing this, he was shocked and looked directly at Di Li and the others.

"Wow..."

Sophia has seen Di Li's photos, but Di Li's real temperament is ten million times higher than the photos, which belongs to the unique beauty of the Oriental Beauty, slim and ethereal like a fairy in the dust, not everything in the mortal world can match.

But if that's all, it won't amaze a few middle-aged scholars.

What Sophia really marveled at was the impact of Red Lotus, Nalan, Xiao An'an, and the three women standing together with Di Li.

Especially Xiao An'an, she can't ignore it.

Germany has a noble heritage to this day, and as a top scholar, she has seen many nobles and even many friends of hidden nobles.

But in terms of connotation, noble, reserved, and heart-based temperament, no one can match Xiao An'an, and even comparing with each other is an insult to Xiao An'an, she doesn't understand how a junior high school student can develop such a noble temperament.

It's a fairytale-like scene. Sophia is also a beauty, but compared to Di Li's daughters, she is more than a step behind.

"Kyoto University, it's really different, I've often heard in Germany that the current university town plan of country Z is already at the forefront of the world, your paper is very ashamed, but what is even more ashamed is your beauty, are the geniuses of the East like this?" Sophia stretched out her palm and said very bluntly.

"Hehe, Ms. Sophia, thank you for the compliment. Di Li shook it lightly: "But genius is genius, appearance is appearance, there is no inevitable connection, the university town of country Z is not as exaggerated as you said, and geniuses all over the world are the same, especially ugly and ugly, a few of us are just cases!"

Di Li laughed lightly, but Sophia froze and nodded subconsciously.

But then, the more you think about it, the less flavorful it becomes.

The members of the paleographic society were speechless.

This is the Di Li they know!

Black belly, poisonous tongue, bad taste...... Wisdom is like this.

Jianghu people call ......

Horror Li.