It is expected that back then, they were also kings of the generation who could control dragons and drive tigers.
Dragging me to a group of Fengyun bosses, Ma Zhongchao nodded and knelt down to the bosses: "Boss and seniors, he is the child teacher. We in Fangzhou only have a master of earth science in 70 years."
"He is a talented person, right? Haha, seven years ago, when Teacher Tong first entered Fangzhou, I could tell he was a good young talent. In order to train him, I deliberately sent him to the grassroots level to hone his skills."
"Now, our Fangzhou sword has become a divine weapon."
"Both bosses and seniors please review."
If Ma Zhongchao and Bilian dared to say these words on ordinary days, I would never give him any face and directly attack him.
Now, I don't want to argue with him.
The fifth round started six hours ago, and I was a full six hours late.
The absence of Tang An's army Zhuang Chihua proved that the war was not over yet.
I still have a chance!
Being behind is not terrible, problem solving is the core.
"Ma Zhongchao."
"arrive!"
"Let me ask you. Why is your man six hours late today? Don't tell me, is he sharpening his sword before the battle?"
Usually in this situation, the person who asks the question first is relatively low-level.
Even so, Ma Zhongchao still straightened his body and reported loudly: "Report to Mr. Zhao. The responsibility lies with me. Now Teacher Tong has become the knife catcher. Although the notice from Mr. Wang of Shenju was timely and accurate, I failed to notify Teacher Tong in time."
"I am willing to take all responsibility."
Ma Zhongchao's words surprised me a little, but it was also expected.
If this is the first time you deal with Ma Zhongchao, you will definitely be deceived by the appearance of Ma Goudan, a responsible person who dares to admit mistakes and take responsibility.
As expected, the big guys at the scene showed their understanding. The few unfriendly glances towards me also faded away a lot.
"If you're late, you'll be late. No excuses, no excuses."
"Since you are late, then follow the rules."
Another strong and vigorous voice sounded.
Ma Zhongchao's bright smile quietly condensed, but in an instant he held his head high and responded loudly: "Mr. Qi, you are right. You are one of the nine meritorious veterans of the headquarters. I will remember your motto all my life."
"Seek truth from facts and be strict with yourself."
"The teacher is late today, and all the responsibility lies with me. No matter how you or the headquarters punish me, I don't have any complaints."
Speaking of this, Ma Zhongchao felt tears in his eyes and his voice choked with sobs.
"But please don't punish the child teacher. He has been at the grassroots level for seven years and has stuck to his post alone, doing his duty and working hard without complaint. Now he not only has to take care of the appraisal center, but also has to take care of the project. It's very hard and not easy."
"Please give Teacher Tong a chance. Let him finish this last battle. Let us Fangzhou rekindle... this last light!"
After saying that, Ma Zhongchao bowed deeply towards the other party!
A line of tears burst out in front of my eyes and fell on the old leather boots full of dirt, making the sound of water dripping through stone.
At this moment, Ma Zhongchao's acting skills were superb, and he vividly demonstrated all his good qualities as the ninth sword holder in front of all the bosses.
This *** has become a fucking sperm!
I know that Ma Zhongchao tried his best to defend me and excuse me, not because of his conscience, nor because he was instigated by others, but for himself.
The presence of so many big guys is his best opportunity to perform.
Just with the few lines he just said, his choking tone, and his expression, he could be directly god-like.
All film festivals in the world owe him a best actor!
"Ma Laojiu, stop pretending to be pitiful. You have the greatest responsibility, but the child teacher's responsibility is also not small."
"Nothing can compare to this final battle. Arranging time and managing time reasonably is the most basic principle for a qualified sword catcher."
"Follow the rules."
The words fell silent,
Ma Zhongchao suddenly became anxious.
Before Ma Zhongchao could defend himself, another Hong Zhongda Lu's voice suddenly sounded: "I agree with Lao Qi. There is no rule without rules."
"A wrong is a wrong. There are no excuses."
Obviously, this Hong Zhong Da Lu directly calls Mr. Qi "Lao Qi", which proves that his level is higher than Mr. Qi.
Immediately Ma Zhongchao changed his color.
The eyebrows were knitted into a twisted "Sichuan" shape, and there were thousands of furrows in the brows. He glanced at me with a smile, and there was a trace of cruelty in the depths of his eyes.
This old pig dog, no matter how deep it is hidden, can't help but reveal its true form.
"Mr. Hong. You criticize..."
The familiar routine of admitting mistakes came out again, but there was no follow-up.
A silver-haired old man sitting in the middle seat of the big tent put down his tea cup and said indifferently: "The year the college entrance examination resumed, I served as the examiner. There is one candidate who remains fresh in my memory."
"All four subjects of Foreign Affairs, History and Geography were scored above 95. Only Chinese language was scored zero."
"I thought it was strange and investigated the matter myself."
"The candidate told me that he was late for the Chinese test because he had something to do at home."
"It stands to reason that this candidate's scores in the other four subjects would be enough to get into the best university. But I didn't admit him. I suppressed him for a year."
"A year later, this candidate entered Wudaokou as the top scholar."
After a pause, the silver-haired old man said indifferently: "This candidate is you, Ma Zhongchao."
Ma Zhongchao's body trembled, sweat broke out from his temples, and his head dropped to his chest: "It's me. Mr. Tan."
Mr. Tan crossed his legs and said quietly: "What is the penalty for being late?"
Before Ma Zhongchao responded, Xu Zheng outside answered the question for Ma Zhongchao: "Report to Mr. Tan. Those who are late will be deemed to have automatically abstained. Five points will be deducted for individuals. Five points will be deducted for the unit to which they belong."
Xu Zheng's report was loud and full of revenge.
"Then it will be treated as a waiver."
"We have brothers and units from the Special Bureau of the Divine Bureau here. We can't let them say that we are lax in running the army."
"According to the facts!"
Tan Laoling came out like a mountain, and there was no one around to oppose me, and no one spoke for me.
When the wall falls, everyone pushes it; when the drum breaks, thousands of people beat it.
I have fallen back to the same fate as the rat crossing the street in the past, and everyone yelled and beat me.
Even though I am the first person in the headquarters in fifty years, in the eyes of outsiders I am already a genius like a god, but in the eyes of the old men opposite me, I am nothing.
