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Silence, deathly silence.
Zhao Xuanying¡¯s crackling words shocked the original melon-eating crowd!
They can guarantee that no one has ever dared to speak like this to a Beijing University professor!
Not to mention Liu Zhaoxi, an authority in archeology.
Zhou Qianqian looked at Zhao Xuanying in front of her with both emotion and amusement.
Ye Hong shook his head in confusion.
He knew that Zhao Xuanying was proud, but he didn't expect him to be so lawless and proud, with a 360-degree angle of pride.
¡°As an ordinary student, he dared to point his nose at Liu Zhaoxi and curse like this. This scene is enough to be recorded in the history of Jiangsu University.
However, Ye Hong liked Zhao Xuanying a lot in his heart.
¡°At least he will stand up bravely when his peers are bullied.
¡° From this point of view, Zhao Xuanying¡¯s arrogance is just right and a little cute.
Liu Zhaoxi¡¯s face was as dark as the bottom of a frying pan.
It didn¡¯t matter that he was treated indifferently by Ye Hong at first, but now even a third place dared to point his nose at him and scold him.
This made Liu Zhaoxi¡¯s already bad impression of Jiang University even worse.
He was so angry that he trembled all over and said coldly: "It is indeed a useless school that only studies prehistoric civilization. The students are all so unqualified!"
As soon as these words came out, it was the turn of several people in Jiang University to change their expressions.
"One sentence not only insulted a few of them, but also insulted the entire Jiangda.
As a student of Jiang University, I can¡¯t bear it!
Gu Xinlan also said with a cold face: "Being able to say such insulting words gives me a new understanding of the professors at Beijing University."
Liu Zhaoxi felt regretful when he saw the strange sights around him.
¡°But the words that were spoken were like water that was thrown out and could not be taken back anyway, so Liu Zhaoxi could only bite the bullet and continue.
He simply relaxed his voice and said with a look of disdain: "What I said is the truth.
The study of prehistoric civilization is absurd and ridiculous!
I heard that you have a prehistoric civilization research laboratory at Jiangsu University. Isn¡¯t this a waste of archaeological research resources?
"You can indulge your students to study prehistoric civilization. Is this how you teach and educate people at Jiangsu University?" "
Zhou Qianqian and Zhuang Wei were immediately furious when they heard that the content they specialized in was being despised in every possible way.
But before they spoke, Ye Hong waved his hand, indicating that the matter would be left to him.
I saw Ye Hong walking out of the crowd and coming directly to Liu Zhaoxi.
A faint coercion spread in all directions.
The students who were watching suddenly felt depressed for some reason, as if a violent storm was about to happen.
And being stared at by Ye Hong's deep eyes, Liu Zhaoxi suddenly felt guilty.
In the silence, Ye Hong spoke.
He looked at Liu Zhaoxi expressionlessly and said calmly: "I heard that Peking University's archeology is well-known in the industry, and the professors at Peking University are even more powerful.
Students think they have read through ancient and modern archaeological masterpieces, but they cannot reach Professor Liu's level.
So I can¡¯t help but be a little curious about Professor Liu¡¯s knowledge level.
I also hope that Professor Liu will give you some advice. "
These words are almost a replica of the words Liu He used to question Ye Hong just now.
But when it came out of Ye Hong¡¯s mouth, it strangely carried far more weight than Liu He.
But for Liu Zhaoxi, Ye Hong "quoted" his son's words to criticize him and question him, which is simply a provocation!
Liu Zhaoxi immediately raised his head proudly: "If you have any questions, just ask them, and I will let you know the gap between Beijing University and Jiangsu University!" (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com