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Chapter 600: Being so angry that you will not pay for your life

Of course Wu Yuan was not cold to this Mr. Zheng either.

Even comparatively speaking, Wu Yuan looked down upon this kind of guy who smiled and hurt others.

So Mr. Zheng, who was still waiting for Wu Yuan to cooperate with him, only received a sneer from Wu Yuan, "Of course, so after you finish playing, don't blame me for telling the truth."

The smile on Mr. Zheng's face suddenly froze, and then he looked deeply at Wu Yuan, as if he hated Wu Yuan just because of Wu Yuan's words.

"Haha, it's easy to talk. I like to hear the truth the most, but if someone talks nonsense, I will be unhappy."

Wu Yuan made a "cut" sound, and then urged: "Well, please stop being wordy and start quickly."

"You..." Mr. Zheng almost broke his guard and was really angered by Wu Yuan's words.

Over there, Master Huo saw that Mr. Zheng was also criticized by Wu Yuan, and he also gloated, "Brother Zheng, why didn't you laugh? Didn't you laugh very happily just now?"

Mr. Zheng took a deep breath and tried hard to maintain his amiable image. After giving Wu Yuan another cold look, he said something to Zhao Kuan.

After hearing this, Zhao Kuan also glanced at Wu Yuan, then smiled and said nothing more.

But Wu Yuan clearly felt Zhao Kuan's ill-intentioned look at him just now.

When Wu Yuan saw this, he directly raised his middle finger to Zhao Kuan.

In Wu Yuan's view, this Zhao Kuan and that old man Zheng both have the same name, and they are both villains who hide their swords behind their smiles.

At that time, Mr. Zheng took out a flute.

"Since we are comparing the rhythm, can I play the flute?" Mr. Zheng looked at Ouyang Shishi and asked.

Ouyang Shishi nodded, "Of course it's possible. Listening to Mr. Zheng's flute can make hundreds of birds sing in unison. I'm lucky enough to hear Mr. Zheng play a piece of music today. I'm so lucky!"

Mr. Zheng's face also beamed with joy, and then he said with great regret: "It's a pity, it's getting late now, and I'm afraid the girl won't be able to see the scene of all the birds singing together."

Before Ouyang Shishi could respond, Wu Yuan couldn't help but urge, "Stop bragging and hurry up. There are so many people waiting."

Although Mr. Zheng's face was still smiling, it was obviously stiff.

The hand holding the flute was also tightened. If you look closely, you can even see that the finger joints are a little white, which shows how angry Mr. Zheng is now.

Ouyang Shishi's rosy little mouth under the veil couldn't help laughing. She actually didn't want to continue saying those nice words, she was really tired.

Wu Yuan came to her rescue, and what he said was really interesting.

How can this person be so unscrupulous? It's really interesting.

Fortunately, she didn't ask Wu Yuan to comment on her own song just now. Otherwise, with her venomous tongue, she might not be able to get off the stage.

Mr. Zheng also didn't want to be angered by Wu Yuan, so he didn't dare to say any more. After a slight adjustment, he started to behave.

Not to mention, this old man's ability to play the flute is quite remarkable. Even if he is Wu Yuan, he can't find anything wrong with him. Generally speaking, he is indeed better than that Master Huo.

But it's just a few, just because the tune is good to listen to, but it's a bit monotonous.

Soon, Mr. Zheng also smiled and said to everyone: "My condition is not bad today, but I am getting old, and I am really tired after playing this song."

Unexpectedly, no one said any words of praise this time. Everyone turned to look at Wu Yuan.

Now, they are also curious about what other shocking words Wu Yuan will say at this time.

Somehow, I still have some expectations in my heart.

After all, not everyone dares to ridicule such a master-level person, but Wu Yuan has a barefoot attitude and is not afraid of wearing shoes. He catches and bites anyone, which sounds quite enjoyable.

Mr. Zheng's mouth twitched slightly when he saw this. He was sure that this ugly boy was not holding back anything good, but he was also confident in himself and had planned in his heart that he would definitely make this boy feel ashamed later.

Wu Yuan was also happy now. Since you have expectations, we can't live up to your expectations.

"Mr. Zheng, do you still want to listen to the boy's truth now?" Wu Yuan came up with a trick: first be polite and then attack.

"Haha, but it doesn't matter." Mr. Zheng said pretending to be generous.

"You're welcome, kid. All I can say is, what are you talking about just now? It's just shit."

This sentence immediately satisfied everyone's expectations. Let's not talk about how Mr. Zheng will rebut later. This sentence sounds really satisfying.

Over there, Ouyang Shishi couldn't help it, so she covered her mouth and snickered.

As for Mr. Zheng, his face was also very dark, "Boy, you really dare to say that, but if you can't tell me a reason today, you won't even think about setting foot in the literary world in the future."

If Wu Yuan is really a poor scholar, Mr. Zheng's words are indeed equivalent to blocking Wu Yuan's future path, and he may not even be able to obtain academic honors.

But the problem is that Wu Yuan is not a poor scholar at all. He can indeed tell a reason, but what's the point?

It would be fun to make this hypocritical old man angry to death.

So Wu Yuan shrugged, and then said with a smile: "Benevolent people have different opinions, and wise people have different opinions. You must have heard that no matter what others think, in my place, what you always brag about is shit, and that kind of

Dull shit that doesn’t even have a sh*t.”

Wu Yuan's words immediately turned everyone to stone.

What does this mean? Isn’t this the Lord who is so angry that he will not pay for his life? I just scolded you, come and bite me.

Mr. Zheng also had the urge to vomit blood at this moment. He prepared ten thousand professional knowledge and prepared to teach Wu Yuan how to behave, but he didn't want to play with you at all.

I feel disgusted that you ran away all of a sudden. Are you angry?

Zhao Kuan saw Mr. Zheng's flushed face and quickly came over to comfort him: "Sir, don't be angry. It's not worth being childish with this villain."

As he spoke, he turned around and said to Wu Yuan fiercely: "Poor scholar, Mr. Zheng is someone you can insult at will. I can tell you clearly that you will only be a servant in this life."

Although the others were happy to hear it, they still sided with Mr. Zheng and accused Wu Yuan of being disrespectful.

Wu Yuan picked his ears and said impatiently: "Okay, stop inking. If there is a chance in the future, I will let you know what kind of person I can become."

Then he ignored these chattering people and turned to Ouyang Shishi and said, "Stop snickering there and give me points."

Ouyang Shishi suddenly felt a little embarrassed. She gave Wu Yuan a super beautiful look, and then said politely to Mr. Zheng: "It's nine minutes to five. The reason why it's half past five is because I think the tune you just played is indeed a little bit...

It’s monotonous.”

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