Long Aotian knelt down to me [Quick Transmigration]

After being reminded by his classmates, Hong Zimu finally stumbled and explained.

For his answer, the head of the mountain still frowned, did not say "yes" or "no", but asked a few more questions.Hong Zimu also answered them one by one, but they were not satisfactory. It didn't seem like he was explaining his original intention, but it seemed that he was being checked by someone else's article.

With the foreshadowing of the previous poems, the masters who are sitting now have guesses about the situation, and all of them have ugly faces, especially those who praised Hong Zimu earlier.

Fang Xia coughed in a low voice behind the head of the mountain, but the old head of the mountain didn't say anything, just nodded his head lightly, indicating that he would speak directly if he had something to say.

In order to deal with the intruder, Fang Xia had done his homework earlier. Taking advantage of Hong Zimu's obvious lack of reaction, he picked a sentence from the article written by the other party earlier, which was not like Shan Chang. Ask the other party for the same explanation, but ask, "What is the next sentence of this sentence?"

Different from the previous stumbling block, this time Hong Zimu gave the answer very smoothly.

Fang Xia nodded, "The foundation is solid, memorizing is hard work."

Because of the current situation, Hong Zimu was in a state of desperation and anxiety. It was a rare affirmation at this moment. He subconsciously put on a normal posture, humbly but not concealing his pride.

His words fell behind, not only the master at the head, but even a few students who reacted faster realized that something was wrong.

The first thing to do was the classmate who just reminded Hong Zimu of "Emperor's Government" in a low voice. He is one of Hong Zimu's fans in the academy. The article was memorized backwards, and even when the head of the mountain was speaking at that time, Hong Zimu reacted first and reminded the latter.

But the more this is the case, the more he can realize the strangeness and loopholes in Hong Zimu's explanation. Therefore, after Fang Xia's "recite", his whole body is enlightened and he understands it all at once.Recalling all the past, some details that I usually don't pay attention to jump up, and those "talented" have all become "hateful".

The student surnamed Xu didn't even care about the presence of his master and elders, he said "I am ashamed to be with you brazen rats", and walked away.

Hong Zimu finally realized the question he answered just now, but he was in no mood to resent the person who left, and he didn't have time to think about what he had done to arouse suspicion, so he hastily added: "Since the student himself Even if time goes by and your thoughts have changed compared with those in the past, it will not be forgotten.”

On the stage with Hong Zimu, the remaining two students did not expect such an accident to happen during the poetry meeting.

They may not have reacted so quickly, but after the classmate surnamed Xu left with his sleeves just now, they also understood the meaning of the series of conversations just now.

--recite? !This clearly means that those articles were not written by Brother Hong!

Stealing other people's articles for one's own is an act that is even more hateful to a literati than being a thief. It can be said to be killing one's father and taking one's wife!

But also the same, this crime is too big, if it is really charged to a person, it is enough to make a scholar unable to turn himself over in his life.

They did not dare to draw conclusions so rashly.

Coupled with the fact that they have been classmates for so many years, as far as their personal relationship is concerned, they are also unwilling to believe that Hong Zimu will do such a thing.He was emotionally biased, and now he heard Hong Zimu's obviously flawed defense, and he actually felt it made sense.

Therefore, the two of them didn't know which side they should stand for for a while, whether to leave or stay, they just stood there stiffly and helplessly, their expressions looked a little dazed.

The grumpy old master who was sitting next to the head of the mountain was trying to suppress his anger, but now he heard that the boy was still sophistrying at this point, how could he hold back, picked up the booklet at hand and threw it forward—— It's also good for people to see the "coffin".

Maybe this old master usually throws heavy objects. He has never thrown such a light object before. He has no experience. He saw that the booklet flew up lightly after it was released from his hands. It landed not far from where he threw it.

Seeing this situation, the old master was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, his face turned red and green, and finally fixed on the cloudy blackness.

Another student who was also on the stage boldly stepped forward to pick it up. Before he could stand up, he saw the columns of words on the soiled pages, and was stunned for a moment, his face turning red and white. constantly changing.

It was another Qingshan student who was still there. After a short thought, he decided to say a few words for Hong Zimu.Although he didn't know why Master and Brother Xu had such speculations, but with Brother Hong's talent and arrogance, he would never do such a villainous thing, there must be some misunderstanding in it.

Thinking of this, the student in green shirt also bowed his hands to his superior, and said respectfully: "Master, there may be some misunderstanding. It is not easy to jump to conclusions on such a big fact. The student thinks..."

Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by the student who had just returned from picking up the booklet. The latter didn't speak, but just put the booklet that was thrown on the ground in front of his eyes.

After all, the student in green shirt had no intention of being distracted when he was talking to the boss, but when he glanced at it from the corner of his eye, his eyes widened in astonishment, and the words in his mouth suddenly stopped.

Hong Zimu didn't notice the interaction here, and when he heard someone speak for him, he felt uneasy just now.

After all, Hong Zimu has so much experience in multimedia networks in later generations, and he knows that the more calm he has to be in this kind of time.

There are so many eye-catching news in society nowadays, except for the parties concerned, who cares about the truth, right or wrong? "Justice" is more like defending one's point of view.

Hong Zimu felt that he still had an advantage at this time. He was currently a student, and most of the people present were students. They naturally stood on the same standpoint.If he can arouse public opinion, under the excitement of the crowd, it is more likely that the master will bow his head and admit his mistake.

With his usual prestige in the academy, it is not difficult to do this.

The more Hong Zimu thought about it, the more he felt that it was feasible. In addition, he had a classmate who helped to speak just now, which made him more sure of this point.

Thinking of this, he collected himself, and said loudly, "Master has asked the students so many questions, and the students here have a question they want to ask—"

His eyes fell directly on the head of the mountain who was in the center, with no fear or respect on his face, and he spoke clearly, "Just now the head of the mountain asked twice whether the poem was written by the student himself, what is the meaning?!"

Although Hong Zimu called him "Master" at the beginning, his eyes went straight to the mountain leader, and the last sentence directly pointed out the target.

Because of the bad feelings accumulated at the poetry meeting just now, Hong Zimu naturally chose the latter as his primary target.

However, Hong Zimu didn't feel that this was due to his personal feelings, but the result of careful consideration.

For one thing, the person present at the scene is the most respected. If the other party bows his head, the other masters will naturally show their attitudes; two, Hong Zimu has some fears about the unknown master Fang who is likely to have a backer Thirdly, the more directly he confronts the head of the mountain, the more he can show that he is not afraid of power, and on the contrary, he can attract the students to follow him... The etiquette is so annoying, he compares his heart with his heart, and he feels that other students have the same idea after all, it is the time when such a leader is lacking to stand up.

The more Hong Zimu thought about it, the more he felt that what he was doing now was a great good deed, and future students might have to thank him.

He was full of self-satisfaction, but he didn't notice that the expression of the student in green shirt who was speaking for him had changed from initial shock to disbelief.

The student looked at Hong Zimu, who had a dignified look on his face, and looked up and down as if he was meeting this classmate for the first time.He couldn't help shaking the hand holding the paper in his hand. The evidence in his hand had clearly demonstrated the truth. He really didn't know how Hong Zimu had the face to say such a thing.

Thinking that he was still speaking for this person just now, the student in green shirt was ashamed and regretful, wishing he could cover his face with his sleeve and find a crack in the ground to sneak in.

After thinking about it again, the student knew that the slightest carelessness in such matters could ruin the student's entire future. How could the master say such a serious matter without any evidence?

Now that it is said, it must be hard evidence and irrefutable.

Thinking about what Shan Zhang said a few times just now, he was clearly giving Hong Zimu a chance to confess himself, but now the other party is so shameless that he turned to question Shan Zhang.

The student in green shirt felt ashamed of what he had just done, and gave a deep salute to his master, and finally, like the previous student surnamed Xu, he turned and left, and the classmate who grabbed him earlier naturally followed along .

In a blink of an eye, Hong Zimu was the only one left on the temporary poetry stage.

Hong Zimu had prepared a lot of words and was about to make a passionate speech, but at this moment he finally realized that something was wrong.

He clearly understands that he has to be decisive and vigorous at the moment in order to arouse the emotions of the students in the audience to the maximum extent, but the sight of the two people who left silently just now finally fell on his heart. .

Hong Zimu couldn't help but cast his eyes on the thin book that attracted the two of them to stay where they were.

The black and white characters on the spread pages, although separated by a certain distance, the font size of the hand-copied calligraphy is larger than that of ordinary printed characters, if you look carefully, you can still see the content clearly.

The familiar sentence imprinted in his eyes, and Hong Zimu froze upright as if he had been struck by lightning.

He forgot about the master, the head of the mountain, and the poetry club.

The anxiety that had been forgotten by Hong Zimu for many years surged up, and because of the sudden appearance, it suddenly turned into another emotion - fear, deep fear.

Yang Mingliu! !

That person appeared!

Why did he appear? !How could he still appear? ! !