Long Aotian knelt down to me [Quick Transmigration]

Hong Zimu's idea at the beginning cannot be said to be wrong. With his reputation and prestige in the academy over the years, his eloquent rhetorical question just now did attract some students to "share the same hatred".

If he can persevere, the development of things may indeed be as he expected.

But this also has a premise——

Words without evidence.

Under the hard evidence written in black and white, what Hong Zimu did before was like a joke.

The students in the audience couldn't see the contents of the brochure, but they saw Hong Zimu's performance before and after - his face was pale and sweaty, how could he still have the aura of questioning loudly just now?You don't need to ask what happened to the two people who came down later, you can guess [-] points just by looking at Hong Zimu's current appearance.

After a short period of silence, the crowd burst into an uproar.

Brother Xu who took the first step was fine, but the two people who stepped down later were already surrounded by people, asking each other about the contents of the booklet.Asked too many questions, the voice of the previous question was not even behind one, and the two of them had eight mouths and couldn't get back. At the end, there was only a buzzing in their minds, and they couldn't even hear the question. Cleared up.

Fortunately, the mountain chief at the top knocked on the table with the ruler at hand, and finally rescued the two people from the voice that was almost drowned out.

The head of the mountain first took a look at Hong Zimu, who was slumped on the ground over there, and knew that the other party had no way to argue this time, so he spoke in a deep voice.

The old man first expressed his disbelief that such a thing happened in the academy, and then expressed deep guilt for being so negligent as the head of the mountain. When it came to the emotion, there were even muddy tears in his eyes. Standing up, he bowed deeply to the students in the audience.

How could the students dare to accept such etiquette from the teacher, and they all bowed in return, even the masters beside the old mountain leader tried to persuade him again and again.

Fang Xia's mouth twitched as he watched from the side.

What a mature person.

Why on earth did he think that the old mountain chief was a kind and kind old man in the first place?This is clearly an old fox with tenth-level acting skills!

Looking at him like this, how could he imagine the other party's attitude of persuading him to turn a blind eye at the beginning?

What's more, the current behavior of the old mountain leader and Hong Zimu's accusation just now will not leave any shadow in the hearts of the students of the academy.

Thinking of this, Fang Xia couldn't help but rejoice that he first went to the mountain chief and won him into his camp.

Otherwise, if such an old fox with a very high level was placed on Hong Zimu's side, Fang Xia didn't dare to think about the situation now.

Fang Xia was distracted for a while, and the head of the mountain finally finished crying and sensational, and announced the result of Hong Zimu's treatment in a calm tone: he will be kicked out of the academy and never hired.

He went on to say that the other party was young after all, and he just went astray for a while and made a big mistake, but the academy didn't want to ruin his life.He will report this matter to the academic officials here, and he will not allow him to participate in the imperial examination in the future, but he also urges all the students not to publicize the matter, so as not to drive people to a dead end.

Master Laoshan is so sincere, there is no reason why students should not do so.

Just now, Hong Zimu disregarded his dignity and beat him up, but now the head of the mountain is so considerate of the other party. Everyone praised the head of the mountain for his "kindhearted heart", and felt that Hong Zimu really didn't know the etiquette and didn't know what was good or bad just now.

However, after the previous incidents, Fang Xia now knew very well: Lao Shanzhang did it for Hong Zimu's life and death, it was clearly for the reputation of the academy.

But in this way, wouldn't Yang Shouche's suffering all these years be in vain?

Fang Xia couldn't help but frowned slightly, and searched for Yang Shouche's figure in the crowd. The other party seemed to know that he would look over, the moment their eyes met, he smiled and shook his head, indicating that he didn't care. .

It seemed that many years of knots had finally been untied, and his smile was bright and clear at the moment, like a beautiful jade that had been dusty for many years sweeping away the dust attached to it, revealing that lustrous brilliance.

Fang Xia withdrew his gaze, and couldn't help but sigh: This is indeed a proud man.

The inside story that should be revealed has also been revealed, and the person who should deal with it has also issued a notice, and the matter is almost over here.

Although it was supposed to be a poetry fair right now, none of the people present were concerned about the final result of the poetry fair. After all, three of the top four got away, and the remaining one who was disqualified was already half-crazy, obviously wanting to proceed. Can't go on.

Hong Zimu's current situation is indeed half crazy.

He has been sitting slumped on the ground since he picked up the booklet, his originally neat clothes were covered with a layer of dust on the ground, his back was drenched with cold sweat, his hair was also tangled up due to the sweat, his complexion was even paler, and he was not at all. Can't see the usual high-spirited and talented.

Hong Zimu originally thought that Yang Mingliu had finally appeared, but when he turned to the back of the booklet, his eyes widened and he lost his voice, "Impossible! This is impossible!!"

Should not!

These few poems should not appear in! !Should not appear in this era!

Hong Zimu seemed to have thought of something, and his gray face suddenly became brighter. He raised the booklet in his hand and shouted, "This is wrong! Someone hurt me!! Killed me!!"

Obviously the fact that the author of this booklet was not Yang Mingliu gave him great confidence.

The old master next to the head of the mountain saw this, and the child was still so obsessed, and his face that had been calm since just now became even uglier.He couldn't even wait for the head of the mountain to speak, he had already confessed his crime and strode away, as if looking at this person one more time would make his eyes dirty.

Hong Zimu over there seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly raised his head and looked at the head of the mountain.

He stood up abruptly, ran over in three steps and two steps, grabbed Shanzhang's wrist tightly, and asked loudly: "Who?! Who gave you these poems!!"

At this moment, Hong Zimu had expected that there would be a time traveler who came from later generations like him, and the other party deliberately took advantage of the opportunity of this poetry meeting to design him.

Thinking of this, Hong Zimu's facial features were distorted by hatred, and his embarrassed appearance appeared a bit ferocious.

Although Fang Xia complained fiercely in his heart that the head of the mountain is an old fox with a lot of thieves, but the latter is old after all.At this moment, he was pulled so hard and staggered. If Fang Xia hadn't supported him quickly with his sharp eyes, he would have really fallen all of a sudden, and he didn't know what would happen to him.

But even so, the situation is not much better.

Hong Zimu's eyes were bloodshot at this moment, and he grabbed Shanzhang's hand and looked at it with great strength.An elderly person, with more or less bone problems, Fang Xia was really afraid that Hong Zimu might break the old man's bones right now, so his expression turned cold, which was rare, and he shouted, "Let go!"

Fang Xia seldom has a cold face, but after all he has been with the two Aotians for so many years, it is still very bluffing to really show such a cold and stern look at this moment, at least Hong Zimu was shocked subconsciously let go.But the latter quickly reacted, and all that little fear turned into anger, and he reached out and grabbed it again.It's just that this time Fang Xia was prepared and stretched out his arm to block it, and the latter's hand fell on his wrist.

Fang Xia was so hung up that he didn't show any distorted look on his face.

He couldn't help it from the bottom of his heart and said: It's also thanks to the old mountain chief just now that he can bear it, this damn hand is too strong.

This series of changes happened too fast, from Hong Zimu rushing up to Fang Xia blocking the head of the mountain, it was only a few blinks of an eye, and the teachers next to him and the students farther away finally finally After realizing it, someone hurriedly stepped forward and tore Hong Zimu away.

Hong Zimu didn't know what he thought of, and his gaze fell from the head of the mountain to Fang Xia, without turning around.

Fang Xia guessed that Hong Zimu finally realized that he was the culprit in today's incident. He begged the head of the mountain to come forward mainly to borrow the prestige of the other party, and he didn't mean to let an old man take the blame for him. Looking back very calmly.

Hong Zimu really realized that this matter was related to Fang Xia, but the reason for his understanding was quite different.

His expression suddenly became agitated, and he yelled loudly: "Do you think he wrote that poem?! No!! He copied it too! It's someone else's!!"

For a moment, Fang Xia didn't have the brain circuit of the speaker.

When he was confused, Hong Zimu was dragged to the back by the students surrounding him, lest he hurt the teacher in front again.

Fang Xia wanted to say something more, but the mountain chief next to him patted him on the shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Follow me."

Fang Xia looked at Hong Zimu who was already overwhelmed by the crowd, and hesitated for a moment: After all, the latter is the key to his mission.

But he thought again, seeing Hong Zimu's obviously not calm attitude now, it is obviously not a good time to discuss, and there are so many people at the moment, even if he wants to completely deal with the intruder, it is not a good time. good chance.

Thinking of this, Fang Xia didn't hesitate any more, and neatly complied with the request of the head of the mountain and left with him.

He didn't notice that, among the crowd blocking Hong Zimu over there, a line of sight fell on his wrist.

Fang Xia's wrist was scratched with a circle of marks, which were covered by the hanging sleeves following the master's movements, but the moment before it was completely covered, the bruise disappeared bit by bit, as if time had flown back.

Looking at this scene, Yang Shouche's originally gloomy face became stunned, and he couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, but in the blink of an eye, the person who was watching had already left.

——Did you read it wrong?

Yang Shouche was still wondering, but Hong Zimu over there couldn't please him.

In the early days, although the head of the mountain made such a conclusion, after all, there was still the impression left by Hong Zimu in the past, and some people still felt that there might be some misunderstanding, or that although brother Hong was confused for a while, those articles and poems There are always parts from his own hands.

But the scene of Hong Zimu rushing up madly just now and almost hurting the head of the mountain was clearly seen by all.

There is really nothing to dispute about this fact.

Master of Heaven and Earth.

Among the five, although the "teacher" is at the bottom, he is also an elder who even enjoys incense when offering sacrifices.

At that time, people paid attention to "having both ability and morality", and even "virtue" still came before "talent".

Such a disrespectful, rebellious and rude person is talented, so what?It just makes him more capable of doing evil things.Thinking of this, they became more and more contemptuous.

What Hong Zimu did just now was really a taboo, so these students were not too careful when they went up to pull people. It is not unreasonable to take advantage of the opportunity to kick and kick, but it is normal to "accidentally" stumble.

It's just that Hong Zimu was crying and laughing, and from time to time howled sharply, "He copied it too!" He looked really crazy, and his body was full of energy.The students were afraid that he would go crazy and hurt someone, so they pulled him away, and finally ran away from him.

Yang Shouche was obsessed with what happened to Master Fang just now, but when he came back to his senses, most of the people here had dispersed, and even he himself was dragged away by Yang Guming with the crowd.

Caught in the crowd, Yang Shouche could easily hear the discussions around him.

"I didn't expect Brother Hong to be such a person."

"Brother Hong? Bah! It's dirty to mention the name."

"I've always thought something was wrong with him."

"How could those articles be written at this age? It really was stolen."

"He has no respect for his elders, he is extremely rude, and he has already shown his whereabouts! Such a corrupt person, the punishment of the head of the mountain is still too light!"

"..."

One after another voices of contempt or sarcasm came in, and there were even these inconspicuous secret delights. Hong Zimu's behavior of being the leader in the academy these years has long aroused people's envy, but usually the other party is powerful and incompetent. People dare to show it.

At this time, words like "I knew it earlier" and "I felt it before" are endless,

Yang Shouche felt that he should be happy, or at least he should feel elated.But in fact, at this moment, listening to these words, he only felt chills all over.The vague memory of the dream suddenly became clear at this time, and the words in the dream coincided with the voice in his ears. He seemed to have heard these words before, but the object of reference was changed.

……no difference.

Yang Shouche didn't feel sorry for the man who deserved it, but at this moment... he just felt cold for no reason.

There was a voice in my mind that didn't have any particular emotional turmoil, [This is a person. ]

When [he] said that, there was a rare hint of pointing to the young man's "self" in his tone.