Raiders mission is to breed to get rich

The three-day live broadcast time is not long, but it is not short. The inheritors of each channel ended their first stage of the show with different moods.

With the help of the teacher, the very kind Tai Chi master in a practice uniform tore off the child lying on his back, hanging on his legs, holding in his arms, and (?) on his head, and put on a real happy smile of relief : "Children, grandpa is going back. But grandpa will miss you and bless you!"

I wish these children to study hard every day and make progress every day, not to miss homework for a day, and it is best to go to five quality classes.

The old man carried his Tai Chi sword on his back, and quickly disappeared in front of the teachers and students at an unprecedented speed amidst the children's reluctant farewell.

I'm afraid that I won't be able to escape by chance.

"Sure enough, he is a Tai Chi master. This speed, can't it be light work?" The teacher sighed, "I haven't seen the old man show it in the past few days. He is really a low-key person."

On the other hand, when the old man sighed that the days are like years, and the three days shown were not easy, Holly felt that these three days passed too quickly.

It was so fast that he could only finish the final presentation in one piece, and he had no time to digest the feelings of mistakes in the first stage, so he had to think about what to do in the second stage of the keynote speech.

As soon as the live broadcast ended, Holly's father scolded him. Even though he had arranged in advance, he still performed so poorly. Of course, he could no longer be a sure candidate for the winner. The attitude is ambiguous, and there is no reply to any information in the past few days.

He can only rely on himself.

Hawley took a deep breath and could only tell himself that it didn't matter, the second stage report speech was in his favor.

After the live broadcast presentation, the report speeches were conducted for participants invited from various industries.These participants have the right to comment, and your report is profound enough and the industry connotation displayed is meaningful enough to get high marks.

All through the ages, these reviewers have favored those high-end reports, the more high-end and more artistic the better——

For example, "Talking about today's art from the impact of the Trasgue School on the human spiritual world", "The core research and development and application of artificial intelligence of the mechanical star DNA computer", anyway, there will never be a "On the postpartum care of sows The significance of improving the quality of the dinner level” appeared such wonderful topics.

Not tall at all, how can you convince those picky professionals?

Hawley thought of Sinan, his possible biggest rival, and couldn't help but feel a little sorry for him.

This is really an area he is not good at.

Sinan, who undoubtedly received the most attention and support in the live broadcast, became the most popular inheritor in the first stage.

In fact, all the viewers who quit his live broadcast room felt as if three days had passed.

Question: How long does it take to go from being a rural entrepreneur, inheritor of pig raising, and forest pig catcher to the general counsel of a national unit and the object of a noble's crush?

Answer: In this live broadcast room, it only takes three days.

Under such a huge change, the audience has no time to digest it, let alone Sinan.

But he calmed down quickly, and seized the time to devote his energy to the next report.

What can pigs have to report?

Tell me about the process of feeding, delivering and breeding pigs?Does this mean anything to society?Is there any irreplaceable impact on human development?

Such doubts linger in the minds of all those who are curious about what Sinan will say.

Whether it is anticipation, jealousy or ridicule, they are all waiting for the day of the report.

And Sinan didn't care what these people thought.He sat at the table full of sunlight, after a short thought, he steadily wrote down the draft——

"Several Views from the Origin of the World to Scientific Breeding".

He narrowed his eyes, showing a calm smile, silently stroking his chest, proud of the biggest hidden golden finger on his body.

That is, the noble status of a socialist successor who spreads Marx's thought.

On the day when the report speech opened, Dutra Sanchez ignored his youngest son who was still lying in the hospital and had just escaped danger. Wearing a mask and holding an admission ticket, Dutra Sanchez sneaked into the report building of the Inheritance Conference.

Dutra regrets it a bit now.

Why didn't he believe it the first time Colum heard that Sinan had returned to Emperor Star?

It's all right now, if I want to ask that stinky boy again, it's impossible to get some news.

Dutra couldn't help but think again, as soon as he mentioned Sinan, Ke Lun's lips turned blue uncontrollably, his eyes turned white, and he was ready to pass at any time.

What a worthless guy.

In order not to be charged with the strange crime of abusing his own child, Dutra could only give up getting information from Columbine and instead searched on the Internet.

This search doesn't matter, he was really taken aback——

When did this kid hook up with the Duke's son?

When did you become the boss of An Yu who was molested and offended?

When did you become a consultant to the National Animal Protection Bureau?

Oh, and the last question has an exact time.

yesterday.

Dutra regretted not paying attention to this matter earlier.

He watched Sinan get better and better, and was even pursued by the heir of the noble duke family—unlike him, who worked so hard to maintain the status of the Sanchez family, but still watched it decline day by day, despite having some power, But it cannot be compared with the real crowned nobles.

This made Dutra a little tired and sour in his heart. It turned out that the cousin he had been guarding against was much better than him.

Out of this delicate state of mind, when he saw someone commenting on how Sinan would report his performance in the speech and how his direction of raising pigs would definitely suffer at the speech stage, Dutra silently dug out what he hadn’t planned to do before. He is determined to meet his long-lost cousin for a while.

It would be even better if you could actually see his jokes.

Holding the mentality of "seeing the enemy's misfortune is my happiness, if I can find an opportunity to attack the opponent, I will make money", Dutra sat silently in the middle of the auditorium of Sinan's report.

I even came here early to find a great location.

In order to watch Sinan's miserable situation for the first time when he was unlucky, Dutra was also very concerned.

"Hello, Uncle, are you also here to see Mr. Si's speech?" A young boy excitedly sat next to Dutra and chatted with him.

Dutra looked around, and nodded silently in order not to expose himself.

The boy sized him up and smiled: "You must also like Mr. Si very much. It's not the fans who don't know that you have to come so early to grab a spot. The spot you snatched is better than mine!"

Dutra: Fans?

Does this kid have fans?

No no no, the question is, am I considered his fan?

He frowned.

The boy understood automatically: "Do you feel that you are still not satisfied? There is no way, the best seat in front has already been reserved, here, look, that person just sat down."

Dutra followed the boy's guidance and looked over——

A slender and tall figure was sitting upright in the front row, rubbing his gloved hands on the armrest, as if thinking about something.

The side face is slightly familiar.

Isn't this Ferich Lakis?

Isn't it the young duke who never takes other routes except the special passage for nobles, and who will never share the same space with ordinary people?

Dutra's fiery heart, which was about to throw stones at him, suddenly became cold and sour, like a jar of sauerkraut soaked in winter.

What else to expect, this is not proper true love.

And Felici looked at the stage with a complicated expression, a little nervous, but also revealed an unconcealable expectation.

"When will he start?" Felici's voice sounded deep.

"There are still 5 minutes, sir." The servant next to him recalled the previous rumors, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion. This time, sir must like Mr. Sinan very much, so he is so worried.

Felici sighed.

5 minutes left.

It was too long to wait so long to see the embarrassment on Sinan's hateful face that always bullied him.

He has been waiting for this opportunity to gloat for too long!

With a blank expression on his face, Felici raised his chin slightly, thinking that Sinan should realize that the cruelty of this world is by no means as simple as raising pigs.

Not everyone is as kind as he is!Generosity!tolerant!No grudges!

But when he thought of being in front of the wild boar, he leaned against Sinan nervously for a moment, and the other's body gave him a sense of security, and Felici felt a little guilty about his gloating.

Maybe he would kindly give Sinan half a shoulder to cry on.

But that was after he had admired enough of the other party's frustrated expression.

With a feeling of "returned serf" that he didn't realize at all, Ferich forcibly held back and waited.

Until Sinan finally came out.

He didn't have the nervous and bewildered look that anyone imagined, nor did he come up to the stage honestly like he did in the live broadcast, but slowly opened his report file decently .

"I saw a problem in the records of the original star, which attracted my attention." Sinan said with a smile, "That is, the problem of the origin of the world is also the main content of our report today."

Audience: Wait, aren't you here to introduce pig raising?

Fan: I opened my notebook, why didn’t I introduce the pig-raising tips that are necessary for marrying into a wealthy family?

Dutra: I have a faint feeling.

Felici: Shit.

Disappointed again.

He didn't need to listen to the following content, he knew that it might be Sinan's solo time again.

After all, he knew Sinan too well.

For this cognition, I don't know why, but Felici felt a little proud in his disappointment.

Looking at the audience who were still dumbfounded, he slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, barely making up for the disappointment just now.

"...The original star philosopher Mr. Marx said that the world is material, and material is the origin of the world, and consciousness is the product of the long-term development of the material world. In my opinion, culture and art, and even most technologies are all consciousness. The product of consciousness, these technologies are possible.”

"And consciousness must be attached to the existence of matter. With matter, there is everything that follows."

"Where does the material that produces consciousness come from? Is the human body, the most important carrier of consciousness creation in the material world, the carrier and source of all culture and technology? When we think about these most essential philosophies, we will inevitably find that only Only by having a physical body in the physical world can we continue to create spiritual products."

"The body always needs energy to maintain. This energy comes from every grain we eat and every bite of meat we swallow. Therefore, everything in the conscious world, even our life, is based on the resources that sustain life. "

"This is what it means for us to farm and raise pigs."

In the audience, the boy next to Dutra is indeed a fan of the pig-raising theory, muttering to himself: "So, art came first after me; first there was pigs, and then I... raising pigs, It is the foundation of all art!"

After hearing this, Dutra looked at Sinan who had made the audience intoxicated, and silently crossed out all the dangerous thoughts that would throw dirty water on him.

He found that no rumors could be defended against Sinan's mouth.

Dutra felt deep despair, and even more desperate, he suddenly thought that if Sinan was still a member of the Sanchez family, with such eloquence, why would he not have a stable position in the House of Commons... …

Only now did Dutra realize what he should regret most.

Sinan completely wanted to raise the importance of human beings to the agricultural star from the bottom of his heart, but his argument directly overwhelmed all the successors in the field.

After all, without the technology of farming and raising pigs, how could they have a good day here today?

The inheritor who knew the content of his report seemed to see Sinan taunting the audience——

I'm not targeting anyone, I mean, everyone here is hot chicken.

Inheritors: We have provoked you o(╥﹏╥)o

The author has something to say: Fans: So here comes the question, did Mr. Sinan come first before the pigs, or did the pigs come before Sinan?

Everyone: Stop it!do not talk!Please!

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Xiao Xiaoxiao 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：吃瓜群众28瓶；幽径独行迷10瓶；土里的银子、萧潇潇5瓶；我要吃鱼4瓶；晚来天欲雪3瓶；蓝羽、艾尔家的猫头鹰、景兮1瓶；

Hold you dear~ Let's have a fierce theoretical pig raising battle to decide today's king of pig raising!