When a few young prodigies spoke, they were just taunting them.
As a home player, Lin Beichen did not attend the meeting, and his airs were already very high.
A few words of ridicule today were a small slap to Lin Beichen for being too high.
If you are a smart person, you can use words like "I have something to do" or "Too busy" at this time to get over it.
But Lin Beichen’s answer...
This is too deserving of a beating.
All of a sudden, the chief genius who had not participated in the crusade had a dark face.
Arrogant.
domineering.
It is indeed well-deserved.
"I hope you can still be so crazy in the ring soon."
The red-haired boy sneered.
"You will soon understand what retribution is."
Another girl with long light yellow hair said.
The geniuses all looked at Lin Beichen with coldness in their eyes.
Lin Beichen shrugged.
I'm here to compete, not to make friends.
If it weren't for the 100,000 gold coins, he wouldn't even bother to participate in this competition.
"Who is Jiang Ziliu?"
Lin Beichen said loudly.
Still very arrogant.
"it's me."
A young man in a red robe walked slowly with a smile on his face.
He is about the same height as Lin Beichen, less than 1.8 meters, with a slender figure, shoulders and waist, long legs, excellent body proportions, short black hair as thick as a steel needle, an extremely handsome face, and sharp features.
His eyes are like the sky, containing the stars, his sword-shaped eyebrows fly into his temples, his cheeks are plump, his nose is straight and his mouth is straight. He is a handsome man in the traditional sense.
Especially when you smile, there is a sense of warmth like sunshine, which makes people feel close to you when you look at it.
Damn it?
So handsome?
It's just a little bit closer to catching up with me.
Lin Beichen couldn't help but be stunned.
This is seriously inconsistent with the image of the fourth of the four great sword slaves in our imagination.
It is also seriously inconsistent with the contents of the nine videos given by Chief Priest Qin.
He's more handsome than me, so he's either a mother or a wife.
Lin Beichen cursed secretly in his heart.
He asked curiously: "Is your face real? It can't be disguised, right?"
Jiang Ziliu smiled faintly and said: "Thousands of faces are in the past, this face is my original face... Classmate Lin, I have admired his name for a long time, and when I see him today, he is indeed worthy of his reputation."
"Why are you so polite?"
Lin Beichen said speechlessly: "You are so kind and pleasant, so I couldn't even say the words I was planning to scold you for."
Everyone was speechless after hearing this. The red-haired boy sneered and said, "It's too late to bow your head and give in now?"
Lin Beichen turned to look at the red-haired boy and said, "Okay, I'll remember your face. Don't cry for a while, I'll beat you until your own mother doesn't recognize you."
He turned to Jiang Ziliu again and said, "Zhu Bishi said, are you here to beat me to death?"
Jiang Ziliu smiled and nodded, saying: "Of course, I will work hard to kill you."
His tone and demeanor, with a smile and a soft tone, were like saying to a friend at the wine table that he would drink you if he could.
But when everyone around them heard it, they all changed their minds.
Lin Beichen also smacked his molars.
What you said is really rude.
"Do not misunderstand."
Jiang Ziliu smiled and explained: "I don't have any objections to you as a person. On the contrary, I admire you very much. It's just that I was asked to take action by the superiors. In order to express my appreciation for you, I will not hold back when the time comes. I hope you won't either.
it disappointed me."
"I heard that you became Wei Mingchen's sword slave because you gave it to him for free?"
Lin Beichen touched his chin and said with a smile: "Then if you lose to me, do you want to consider becoming my sword slave?"
Jiang Ziliu shook his head and said: "The world is big and there are many capable people. Defeating me is nothing. If you can defeat me, it is nothing. If you want me to work for you, just challenge Wei Mingchen."
,Let’s talk about defeating him.” : :
Gan.
Why so modest?
Lin Beichen rubbed his eyebrows with his middle finger and said, "Well, you are different from what I imagined. I have a question that I have always wanted to ask you. Please help me clarify it."
Jiang Ziliu said: "You can tell me everything you know."
Lin Beichen said: "Odd changes to even and stays the same, what's the next sentence?"
Jiang Ziliu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.
Lin Beichen's face also showed a hint of disappointment.
He asked again without giving up: "I don't know Wu Tenglan, what is the next sentence?"
Jiang Ziliu thought deeply, then shook his head again.
Lin Beichen was speechless.
I guessed wrong.
This guy is really not a time traveler.
"See you in the ring."
Lin Beichen turned around in disappointment.
Jiang Ziliu's curiosity was aroused and he quickly caught up and said, "Classmate Lin, what is the answer?"
Lin Beichen said: "The answer to the first sentence is 'Look at the quadrants for symbols', and the answer to the second sentence is 'It's in vain to read all the cat movies'... You don't know even if you tell me, you are not the person I'm looking for."
Jiang Ziliu felt even more confused after hearing this answer.
He didn't know either answer.
The less you know, the more curious you are.
The more curious you are, the more you ponder.
The more I thought about it, the more I felt that there must be some big secret contained in these two questions. Otherwise, as a favored person of the gods, why would Lin Beichen specifically ask himself this question in front of so many people?
What about two questions?
"oops."
Lin Beichen, who was about to walk off the stage, suddenly slapped his forehead, as if he remembered something extremely important.
Jiang Ziliu was heartbroken.
I thought Lin Beichen was going to explain something to himself.
As a result, Young Master Lin turned around and passed him, passed other geniuses, and went straight to the middle of the ceremony. He showed his palms and a small flag appeared. With a smile on his face, he said loudly: "Master Fan's Sword Shop, October 1st
During the province's carnival season, all swords are 20% off, and all major stores in the province have unified prices, so no one can be bullied..."
On the flag is the signboard of Master Fan’s sword shop.???
Jiang Ziliu was stunned.
It turns out it was to come back for advertising.
It’s really... a consistent style.
He smiled, turned around and walked towards the stage.
A very interesting person.
What a pity, I have to kill him with my own hands.
But the looks in the eyes of the other chief geniuses became more and more contemptuous.
Greedy for money, lustful, idle, and dandy...
The chief executive from a small place like Yunmeng City is indeed quite shameful.
Being associated with this person is simply a disgrace to them.
Many officials and colleges who came from far away to lead teaching teams were even more speechless.
Only the citizens in Yunmeng City, after being silent for a while, couldn't help but laugh loudly. They suddenly felt that this scene was really familiar, friendly and down-to-earth. Lin Beichen was still the same Lin Beichen, and he had not changed because of becoming the chief genius.
Cui Hao sat on the VIP viewing platform with a smile.
Ying Wuji, officials from the Provincial Department of Education, and teachers from major colleges all had expressionless faces.
The next step is to draw lots.
Sixty-eight people will draw their respective numbers, and then use the Xuanwen formation to calculate, randomly compete, single-win elimination system, until the final winner is determined, he will be the first in this exchange competition.
Exchange competitions are originally temporary events. Although the standards are high, they will not last too long.
Lin Beichen drew number 21.
Together with other geniuses, we came to the waiting area.
The two chief talents who were walk-ons were already fighting in the ring.
He is worthy of being the chief genius of every major city. When he strikes, his strength is tyrannical. He is actually a fourth-level martial artist. One is a water type, the other is a fire type. The fight is full of water and fire, and the scene is very exciting.
After making an appointment for a cup of tea, the fire genius won and entered the next round.
After such a stick of incense, Lin Beichen's order came.
His opponent, coincidentally, was the young man with long flaming red hair who had taunted him several times before——