Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

"Oh my, when I think of the comfortable life I had in Xumi, I can't help but smile! Then think about what kind of life I had in Liyue, it's completely different!"

Chen Jihua placed one hand on his chest and stretched the other hand towards the sky, as if chanting a song, expressing his love and admiration for the Xumi Ordinary School and his disdain for Liyue.

At this point, Su Ping finally realized that the man was talking about how great foreign countries were and how bad China was. He originally thought that the man would at least make some progress after a few years, but now it seems that he has become an ungrateful person.

Not long ago, Su Ping thought that this man surnamed Chen had at least some other thoughts, but the result was so simple, so it was no wonder that he was rude.

Su Ping would be even happier if he scolded the person who hindered him. It just so happened that he hadn't cursed anyone for a long time, so today was a good opportunity to relive his past momentum.

Su Ping's eyes narrowed, and he opened his mouth and said hurriedly: "You keep talking about how great your Order Academy is, and how great our Liyue is. Do you think you can represent the entire Order Academy?"

"And how come I, Yangyang Liyue, am not good? Do you understand the policy or the measures of issuing orders and giving alms? Isn't it for the good of the people?!"

"After living outside for a few years, you no longer consider yourself a Liyue person? You keep talking about this run-down place. You don't even want to acknowledge your ancestors! Have you forgotten that you were born here too?"

This series of overwhelming insults did not leave Chen Jihua stunned. It was obvious that his mentality had changed, but that might be all.

He grinned and sneered, "Xumeru is good. It's much better than your old-fashioned way of learning where you can only memorize it hard and review it every day!"

"Besides, what's wrong with me not recognizing my ancestors? Did they leave me anything? Nothing at all, why would I recognize them? Unlike you, you kowtow to the dead and follow the old feudal way!"

The more Chen Jihua spoke, the louder his voice became, and the last sentence even echoed. But don’t be fooled by how tough he appeared on the surface, for he was actually trembling inside.

Because his father, Chen Baiwang, is a Liyue person who attaches great importance to blood inheritance. If Chen Jihua's words just now were heard by his father, he would definitely be beaten.

Su Ping looked gloomy as he looked coldly at the man in powder in front of him and said slowly, "You are just making excuses for your unfilial behavior and laziness!"

"You don't even recognize the ancestors who passed down your bloodline. Do you want to be a traitor? What is old feudalism? I'm paying homage to my ancestors and expressing my condolences. What does it have to do with you?"

"Hmph, don't think that just because you've seen new things abroad for a few years, you always think that Liyue is backward. Liyue was the first to come up with the idea of ​​taking the essence and discarding the dross. Don't you know that?"

Chen Jihua snorted nonchalantly, then shouted indignantly: "I can directly understand the knowledge as if it were a heavenly book in the Teaching Academy. You can't refute this! I don't have to study hard and then fail the exam and cry to death. Ouch!"

"If that thing suddenly breaks down one day, wouldn't your brain explode as well? Judging from your current situation, this way of learning is completely useless except for making you complacent and arrogant!"

Su Ping then said "oh" again, as if he remembered something to add, "Someone else's brain stopped working. Apart from these effects, I haven't seen any effect on you yet!"

“The power of the Order Institute is beyond your imagination. Su Ping, you are just a country bumpkin taught by a country bumpkin! You will never be able to leave Liyue, and you will never be able to leave this broken place... Ugh!”

Chen Jihua didn't even finish his words when Su Ping punched him in the abdomen. He curled up on the ground, howling in pain, and his limbs twitched.

Su Ping glanced coldly at the pile of waste on the ground. He had always hated this thing since he had seen it when he was a child. Now it was insulting his teacher in front of him. This was intolerable.

Su Ping's expression was still calm, and there was no sign of anger, but there was an obvious sharpness in his eyes. He looked straight ahead, as if he could directly stab the thing on the ground to death.

"You should be thankful that there are other people around here, otherwise it wouldn't be as simple as just one punch." Su Ping slowly squatted down and spoke word by word.

Chen Jihua made a hoarse sound in his throat. After taking a breath, he seemed to be about to speak and continue to curse the saint who he believed was teaching useless etiquette.

But Su Ping didn't want to give him this chance. He reached out and grabbed a handful of dirt at his feet, stuffed it into the other person's mouth without hesitation, and then slapped him in the face.

Snapped!

The slap was so loud that at least several families nearby could hear it. Su Ping felt much better when he looked at the five finger marks that were white and red.

"Wuwuwu..." Chen Jihua was unable to spit out the dirt in his mouth and could only sob continuously. Judging from his expression, he would probably say the same thing as before.

Until now, he still does not repent, still does not think he is wrong, and still believes that the House of the Decrees is supreme and everything else is not worth mentioning.

Even he himself did not notice that his ideas were actually conservative, that is, he was following the so-called "old feudal" path.

Perhaps it was because his experiences in Xumi had clouded his mind, or perhaps it was the aftereffects of his careless words, that he felt as if he had been slapped in the face again, an invisible slap, without realizing it.

Su Ping continued, saying coldly: "Insulting the great men of Liyue, worshipping another country, showing signs of collaborating with the enemy, and not sure whether the family has been infiltrated. What do you think will happen if these are brought to court?"

"You'd better not hope for the best. I know the laws of Liyue better than you do. If you dare to say that on the streets of Liyue Harbor, you will definitely be more than this now. As for the result of my reporting now..."

Su Ping paused deliberately, then raised his hand and tapped the ground slowly. "What do you think will happen if a student who used to study at a private school reports a recently returned overseas student?"

"Even if no charges are brought in the end, you should still allow the investigation to continue for a while. Maybe you can even become famous for it!"

"Of course, you don't have to believe me. We can give it a try. Let's see whether your family is bigger or I know more people. Let's try it out."

Su Ping's voice, now falling into Chen Jihua's ears, made him feel like a ghost, and it was difficult for him to remain calm, although he didn't have any.

Just as Su Ping said, Chen Jihua did not understand Liyue Law at all, so he could not judge whether what he said was true or not. He did not dare to refute with his mouth that had just been cleaned, and even forgot to stand up.

After all, he was just a teenager a few years older than Su Ping, and his family had been pampered and spoiled since he was young. If their family hadn't been unable to bear it, they would not have sent him abroad to study.

Especially the influence of studying abroad for several years made him have high standards, so he absolutely could not send himself to jail or leave a stain, absolutely not.

Su Ping smiled indifferently, stood up, kicked him, and waved his hand, saying, "If you have figured it out, get up and go home by yourself. Don't mess with me again, otherwise... you will bear the consequences yourself!"

Chen Jihua got up dejectedly, his clothes were covered with dust, his hair, which had been well-groomed, became messy, and he was chased away like garbage. No matter how you looked at him, there was only one word to describe him: miserable.

But this is his own fault and he deserves it. After all, who would stand at someone else's doorstep and curse at them for no reason? In the end, he got punched and kicked before he could even curse?

This treatment was a radical change from the past, and made the rich second-generation young master in the village feel indignant again. He just wanted to curse back, or else he had to fight for some face.

Anger originates from the heart and then dominates the thinking ability, causing people to lose the basic recognition ability they should have. This is the situation Chen Jihua is in now.

He took a deep breath, pointed his finger at Su Ping's face, and shouted hoarsely: "I am a real talent in the Zhilun School! I tell you, I can write a 500-word paper now!"

"Five hundred words?" Su Ping raised his eyebrows. He was not surprised why the other party kept pestering him. Instead, he said contemptuously, "Before we talk about this, why don't you go to the bookstore and take a look at the best-selling novels and see who the famous author of one of them is."

"How can a thesis be compared with something as vulgar as a novel? My thesis embodies the ideas I have pondered over for countless days and nights. It is the essence of the article. How can your crappy novel be compared to it?" Chen Jihua said with disdain.

"Papers are valuable, and novels are vulgar? How can this be justified?" Su Ping said slowly, "Also, you didn't say anything else just now. You were comparing the word count!"

"Even if we compare the literary quality and the use of words, I am confident that my writing is not worse than yours!"

Chen Jihua gritted his teeth and said, "What if you lose?!"

"Impossible! If I really lose, then either your literary skills are really better than mine, or half of the literary world in Liyue Harbor has been blind before!"

"How dare you be a representative of the literary world!"

"Of course, my book still has considerable sales. If this is not representative enough, then can your paper, whose results I have never heard of, be representative enough?"

"You, you are vulgar! You are so vulgar!"

"Then I would like to ask, what is the purpose of the paper you wrote, other than handing it over to the teacher and then gathering dust?"

Chen Jihua was speechless for a moment. He didn't know whether he was angry or felt it made sense. He could only point at Su Ping, his whole body shaking violently.

Su Ping crossed his arms over his chest and said calmly, "If you're fine, just...get out of here. If you keep talking, it will make you look useless. Get out of here sooner, and you can save some face!"

In the end, Chen Jihua really left, and only after he had walked far away did he dare to curse angrily. The scene was like a monkey that was cornered and could only jump up and down.

Su Ping was of course at home, laughing loudly without restraint and scolding the disgusting thing, especially since that thing was an ungrateful wolf, which made him feel even more comfortable and enjoyable.

As for why, Su Ping was not very clear about why he couldn't stand this man named Chen since he was a child.

In life, there are always a few things that come from your heart, but even you yourself are not clear about or do not understand.

Maybe it was because of their affinity, or maybe it was because of something else, but anyway, Su Ping hated this Chen guy, and this Chen guy was really not a good person, so he felt at ease hating him, which was actually not bad.