Reborn Conceited Soldier

The students discussed animatedly. Some even thought that it was some kind of advertisement. After all, the current publicity methods were a mess. There was nothing these merchants couldn't come up with.    

    

"This student, you …" At this time, an old man over the age of a hundred walked out, walked around the word 'know' in front, and arrived in front of the table where the white-clothed youth was sitting, and asked with a puzzled expression.    

    

Hearing this, the young man slowly opened his eyes and looked at the old man in front of him. There was disappointment in his eyes as he said, "Scholars pry into the mysteries of the world. Even if the master doesn't seek to enlighten the world, there are still people who enlighten it. "I didn't expect that these juniors would only have the attitude of watching from the sidelines. In the end, even a man of over a hundred years has a scholarly character. It seems like you guys are not even considered scholars."    

    

Although his voice wasn't loud, everyone present could clearly hear his provocation and disregard. Although these high-spirited young men understood their own situation, they would not be too happy if they were looked down upon.    

    

"Hello …" "Where did you come from? It's not your place to complain about people from our school, is it?"    

    

"You make it sound as if you have a great temper."    

    

"I want to see exactly what qualifications you have to say that."    

    

"Right, right, right. Teach this ignorant fellow a lesson."    

    

The old man looked at the indignant students and frowned slightly. His gaze landed on the young man in white, "Student, are you setting up a competition arena?"    

    

I want to see if it's as impressive as the rumors say. For the establishment of this place, no matter what you're good at, or what you want to compete with, you can always come forth and fight with me. As long as one of you can beat me, I'm willing to kneel down and kowtow nine times to correct your school's reputation. "    

    

The old man frowned when he heard this. "I'm Li Xiao, an old professor from the Academy of Arts. May I know what your name is, little brother?"    

    

"Chen Wenxian."    

    

"Chen Wenxian?" Li Xiao frowned even more. He had never heard of this name before. Just where did this guy come from? He was quite bold to actually come to the academy to provoke everyone. Could it be that this guy wanted to take this opportunity to become famous? After all, there were many scholars who were well-fed, but not many people who could stand out. There were even people who spent several million to break an antique and brought out a poem from it to attract everyone's attention, in order to make their own things visible to others.    

    

If you wish to challenge someone, you are most welcome. If you wish to spout nonsense, please retreat to the side. I, Chen, do not have the intention of conversing with you. Professor Li Xiao was a highly respected teacher, and many students were extremely respectful to this old professor. Now that Chen Wenxian had spoken so rudely, and also within the Huaxia Normal University, who could take this lying down?    

    

"Savage. You're too arrogant. Let me fight with you for a bit." At this moment, a youth full of anger walked out quickly and stared coldly at Chen Wenxian.    

    

"Liu Xiandong, is that him? He was a prodigy from the second year of the Arts Academy! I heard that many teachers predict the future of literary and literary talents, and there will be a place for him. "    

    

"Liu Xiandong, teach this kid who doesn't know his limits a lesson. Let him know that not everyone in our school has the qualifications to provoke him."    

    

"Right, right, teach him a lesson."    

    

Li Xiao looked at Liu Xiandong who walked out. After pausing for a moment, he took a step to the side to stand. Although he was angry at this rude brat, his heart was filled with anger. "However, he is still a young man. If an elder like him were to teach him a lesson, it would be a bit of a bullying. It would be more appropriate for the younger generation to overlook him.    

    

Liu Xiaodong walked up and was about to sit on the praying mat in front of Chen Wenxian. Chen Wenxian frowned: "Didn't anyone teach you how to respect your teacher? This old mister Li belongs to your teacher, but when your disciple steps out, he sits down impolitely. A rude and ignorant person who relied on his memory to fill up his head with random stuff, how could he have the qualifications to challenge me? Old Mr. Li, is this how you teach your students? "    

    

Liu Xiandong's face flushed red. Poetic etiquette was of the highest priority. Even if you were knowledgeable and knowledgeable, you still possessed the temperament and cultivation that was above average among all the scholars in China. Simply not having any sense of respect was enough to put you among the lowest of the low.    

    

"Hello …" What era is this? How can there be so many red tape! "    

    

"Have you not woken up yet? This is the Age of Science, do you think it is still the feudal era? The era of red tape has long passed. What we are talking about now is ability, alright? "    

    

"No, he doesn't seem to be talking about formalities, but about respecting the teacher. I think he's right, we have to respect him."    

    

"Teaching teacher, preach to dispel confusion. "Previously, I thought this Liu Dong was pretty good, but now it seems that he was completely conceited. I don't think he will have any achievements in the future.    

    

Everyone began to discuss among themselves. Some of them had agreed upon it, but there were also some who had not been able to say it clearly. It made Liu Dongdong, who was standing there, ashamed. He could neither leave nor stay. He, who had always been a favored son of heaven, had never been treated like this before. He felt extremely humiliated. He hadn't even had the chance to compete with her, yet she had been beaten to the ground with just a few words. He was truly aggrieved.    

    

"Hehe …" This brother's words are quite sharp. " At this time, a young man around the age of twenty walked out from the crowd. He was dressed in an old-fashioned Han Chinese robe, and although he did not have a sturdy figure, he had a proud demeanor.    

    

"Wah!" "It's Brother Qi, Brother Qi is here."    

    

"Hmph, what is there to say about this fellow surnamed Chen. Brother Qi is only in his third year, yet he was personally bestowed with special education by the Humanities Institution. It's said that he was even invited to study by the most famous lecture hall in China."    

    

He took a big step forward and first cupped his fist and bowed towards Li Xiao. Then, his gaze landed on Liu Dongdong and lightly said, "Junior brother Liu, although you are quite knowledgeable, you lack the principle of being strong. Learn without using it. In the future, you need to pay more attention."