"Sit over here. Please sit over here. Please sit over here. I have specially reserved a good seat for you, a vent, so you can smoke."
"Hehehe!"
Lord Dao of the Hanlin Academy stared at Wei Wushuang with cold eyes, his eyes full of contempt. He refused to take the other person's cigarette at all and retorted: "Did you just say that the Armillary Sphere belongs to your Purple Mountain?"
"Don't dare, don't dare..."
Twenty seconds ago, Wei Wushuang, who was so arrogant that he scolded the Eight Earth Masters to death, looked like a pug in front of Master Lao Dao, with his tail wagging wildly and endless flattery.
"I'm just kidding. Don't take it seriously."
"How can our Purple Mountain compare with your Hanlin Academy? You three national warriors led a team to the expedition and worked hard with all your heart and soul..."
"Even if our Purple Mountain loses this time, we will still vote for your Hanlin Academy."
"When I came here, Mr. Hai made an explanation..."
Before he finished speaking, an extremely cold voice interrupted Wei Wushuang: "Wei Wushuang, didn't you just say that you wanted to vote for our Academy of Sciences?"
"What? Are you still interested in eating two rabbits?"
In an instant, Wei Wushuang was stunned on the spot, staring blankly at the person in front of him, neither crying nor laughing.
Standing at the door was a tall, half-century-old man.
Standing at 1.83 meters tall, he is definitely tall.
But his belly was a little funny, as if he was six or seven months pregnant with a baby, so big that he couldn't even see his feet when he lowered his head.
This kind of body type should be called a fat man, which is more appropriate.
What’s even more funny is that this fat man’s legs are very thin.
Generally speaking, the fatter a person is, the thicker his legs will be, but this fat man is an exception.
Moreover, this fat man's feet are also very small, not exceeding 40 yards by visual inspection.
The fat upper body paired with the slender lower body, coupled with the fat pants that reach up to the belly button, looks awkward no matter how you look at it.
However, this half-century-old man who looked like the giant spirit god in the cartoon no matter how he looked horizontally or vertically had a face that moved me.
This person looks very much like a person in my childhood favorite Journey to the West.
who?
Tathagata Buddha!
Just two big ears that almost hang down to the neck can prove that this person is bound to prosper.
The face is like a round plate with distinct facial features. Whether it is the heaven, the width of the earth, or the eyebrows, every place reveals this person's four-character future.
Purple on top of purple!
If I met this big-eared person in the vegetable market or on the bus, I wouldn't be sure of this person's fate.
But on such an occasion, if you hear Big Ear announcing his home address again, you don't have to look at his situation at all.
The big ears come from the Academy of Sciences, so he is a proper national scholar.
Coupled with those big ears, his identity can basically be revealed.
Big Ear led the two people in first, ignoring Wei Wushuang who was scratching the floor alone in embarrassment. He smiled and took the initiative to shake hands with the Three Musketeers of the Imperial Academy and call them brothers. The atmosphere was extremely harmonious.
"One thing to say is that when it comes to geology and archaeology, our Academy of Sciences is not as good as the three. However, we also received orders from the Fifth Army and had to be in the strongest lineup."
"We at the Academy of Sciences dare not say we won first place, but we did our best and have a clear conscience."
Lao Dao held Big Ear's hand and said quietly: "As I said before, our Hanlin Academy doesn't care who wins first place. As long as it's not a white-skinned victory, I will support it with both hands and feet."
"Let Baipi win, that would be a shame to all of us scientific researchers."
"The descendants will poke our spines. Even if we die, we will not have the shame to meet our ancestors, ancestors, and colleagues!"
When these words came out, everyone at the scene gritted their teeth and concentrated.
And the next second, an indifferent voice came from the door: "How can it be a shame to let foreigners take first place?"
Suddenly, Lao Dao stood up angrily and shouted: "It's a shame!"
doorway
, an old man in his 60s looked coldly at Lao Dao: "When we introduced big hair equipment, why didn't you say it was shameful?"
"That was then, and now is now."
Lao Dao's eyes turned red and he shouted angrily: "It's because of the humiliation we suffered back then that we worked hard to catch up!"
"After chasing for so many years, have you caught up?"
"Even if I can't catch you, I'll chase you! I'll chase you even to the death! I'll chase you even if I turn into a ghost!"
Lao Dao screamed: "If the Armillary Sphere lets the foreigner you invited from Shenju take the pot holder, I, Lao Dao, will cut it off on its own."
The sixty-year-old old man clicked his tongue twice with disdain in his eyes: "Don't talk too much, Lao Dao. I'm afraid you won't be able to come back when the time comes."
Lao Dao's eyes were bloodshot, and he was about to rush forward to fight with the sixty-year-old man, but he was grabbed by Leopard Head, a slovenly man with big ears.
At this moment, a middle-aged man strolled in with a briefcase in his pocket.
In an instant, the surrounding temperature dropped.
This man caught my attention as soon as he came in.
This person is very cold!
Like a freshly thawed zombie!
It’s still the kind of mummy!
The most ferocious face I have ever seen is Zhou Chenglong. His face looked like it was glued on with thin skin.
And, this person...
Then the whole body is just covered with a thin layer of skin!
It looked like a skeleton from hell with a piece of human skin wrapped around it.
It's so scary!
As soon as the middle-aged man arrived, the sixty-year-old man immediately shut up.
Countless people looked at the middle-aged man with different expressions.
This man is the current head of the Divine Bureau!
Suo Jialin!
The person in charge of the special office of the Heavenly Supervisory Bureau is the ultimate dream of countless heaven-level bosses!
People who sit in this position must not only have the most profound knowledge and the most daring strategies, but also the most convincing ability. All three are indispensable.
Apart from these three basic elements, there is one more thing you need to have!
Good luck!
"I'm sorry, Master Lao Dao. My people can't speak, so don't worry about it."
Suo Jialin's voice was calm and mechanical. Apart from being cold, it came across as rigid!
Lao Dao pointed at Suo Jialin and shouted: "Suo Jialin, you are well here. Let me ask you, why do you want foreigners to mix up the Armillary Sphere in your divine bureau? There is no one available in your divine bureau, right?"
Wang Huipeng was promoted to Tianjia Army, and the name of King Shenju was naturally changed to Shenjulin.
