Chapter 145 Disputes

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"Why, are you afraid? Only now do you realize that you are afraid. It's too late. What did you do earlier?"

Hearing this, the seventeen-year-old girl looked at Zhu Pingan with a sneer, as if she had grabbed Zhu Pingan's little tail.

"Today, I have to say here that I want everyone to see how ambitious you are as a new student. It's amazing to be promising at a young age. It's amazing to be admitted as a scholar at a young age. If you succeed, you will be promising at a young age. You can find a sense of presence in us, you can belittle our sisters wantonly... I want to see if your instructors take care of it."

The girl of 17 or 18 years old was aggressive and pressed forward step by step, her voice rising two octaves.

Zhu Ping'an really didn't know what to say. This girl had such a strong sense of agency that she seemed to have done something outrageous or treasonous, and she was very emotional. Zhu Ping'an knew that communicating with her at this time was like playing the piano to an ox and would only be a waste of time.

Zhu Ping'an shook his head slightly, then looked at the red-eyed girl with a ponytail and asked softly, "Where did the girl's words come from? What happened? Why are you blocking me here? I But what did you do to humiliate the girl?"

The girl with her hair in a ponytail said nothing, just shook her head with red eyes.

Seeing the reaction of the girl who fell into a ponytail, Zhu Ping'an was speechless for a while. Weren't you quite lively before? How could you be so annoying? Do you know how you look like I'm intimidating you? Yes, aren't you misleading others?

Sure enough, the 17 or 18-year-old girl had a fit on the spot, "Just ask me, why are you threatening my girl?"

Zhu Ping'an was speechless for a while. Your eyes saw me threatening her. I didn't even say a harsh word, okay?

"Girl, although silence is golden, now is not the time to be silent. If you don't speak again, I'm afraid I will be torn to pieces by your sister. If there is any misunderstanding between you and me, you might as well speak up." Zhu Pingan did not want to escalate the situation. . Then he lowered his attitude, cupped his hands towards the red-eyed girl, and his tone became more polite.

"Sister, let's go. He has nothing to do with me. It's all my fault, it's none of his business."

The red-eyed girl glanced at Zhu Ping'an, and then walked to the seventeen-eighth girl, held her arm and pulled her towards the other side of the Qinhuai River.

"Thank you very much, girl, for speaking up." Zhu Pingan thanked her and left.

"You're stupid! For such a human-skinned beast. As for that, have you forgotten Sister Taohong's lesson?"

The seventeen-year-old girl shook off the red-eyed girl's arm, glared at her with hatred, and then shouted to Zhu Pingan.

This woman must have a persecution fantasy!

"What's wrong? Didn't I explain it clearly just now?!" Zhu Pingan was helpless.

"What's your attitude? Bullying poor women like us feels very fulfilling, right?" The seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl was 100% dissatisfied with Zhu Pingan's attitude.

It's strange, why does this girl think that she is bullying the girl with red eyes?

But no matter what, we can't stay here anymore, some students are already looking here.

"The girl said she was bullied. Then just think that I bullied you. I apologize here and let you go."

After Zhu Pingan finished speaking, he apologized, handed over his hands, and left the gate of Gongyuan.

After Zhu Ping'an walked more than ten steps, not far from the gate of Gongyuan, he was stopped again by the girl in her mid-teens with an angry look on her face.

"Hey, stop, what do you mean! What do you mean by treating it as a bully, wronging you, or wronging you?"

The girl is aggressive. As if he had been greatly humiliated, his eyes were wide open, he pointed a finger at Zhu Pingan's nose, and foamed at the mouth.

"That's right. Although I don't dare to call you an upright gentleman, I am by no means a villain who dares not admit what I do. I ask myself that I have not done anything sorry for you." Zhu Pingan responded calmly and confidently, "If there are no facts and no evidence . Please step aside, girl, I have something else to do."

"You...you wait!" The seventeen-year-old girl was angry, and then dragged the red-eyed girl to Zhu Pingan.

"Speak now, Su Su, you have heard how shameless this person is, why are you still protecting him! Come on, don't say anything that has nothing to do with him. I watched you cry on the bed for a long time. . In the past, you were the pistachio of our building, and I have never seen you cry." The girl in her 17s and 18s pulled the red-eyed girl in front of her, half coaxing and half urging her to tell Zhu Ping'an's crimes.

The seventeen-year-old girl urged, Zhu Pingan also looked at her. In this atmosphere, the red-eyed girl told what happened in the morning with a slight cry.

"You heard me, I just went to buy the uniforms for the hospital staff. This is what I wear. I didn't do anything to feel sorry for her." Zhu Pingan spread his hands.

"You didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of you! Although you didn't do anything directly to feel sorry for my sister, your every move and every word expresses your contempt and contempt! You You are so noble, why do you belittle us! My sister is kind enough to help you trim your clothes, is this how you repay her! Do you know how sad it is for you to do this? "

The seventeen-year-old girl and Zhu Pingan were not on the same page at all. Perhaps they were in the same boat. They were very indignant about what happened to the red-eyed girl, and they were even more dissatisfied with Zhu Pingan's behavior of looking down on them.

"Am I being contemptuous of her if I don't let her trim her clothes?" Zhu Ping'an raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, "Don't you think your standards of contempt are too extensive?"

"Otherwise, why don't you let my girl trim your clothes?" the girl asked again.

"Why should I let her trim her clothes?" Zhu Pingan asked.

"You..." The seventeen-year-old girl was startled by the question, and then accused Zhu Ping'an regardless, "You are the one who looks down on us anyway!"

Then it seems to go back to the beginning.

"If you look down on us, you are looking down on us. We make a living by ourselves and don't steal or rob. Why do you?" the seventeen-year-old girl asked repeatedly, feeling a little excited.

"I'll say it again, I'm not belittling you. I just don't like places where people are busy. At best, it's just that we don't agree with each other." Zhu Pingan shook his head and denied it.

"You may sound nice, but at bottom you still despise us." The seventeen-year-old girl would not let go on this issue.

"I said, I just don't seem to like places where people live in a dusty world! People who are different will not work together." Zhu Pingan repeated it again.

"On the surface, they say they don't like places where people live in a dirty world, and they don't agree with each other, but in fact they still look down on us." The girl of seventeen or eighteen sneered.

"There are three thousand avenues. There is no distinction between superior and inferior. It's just that the paths are different. Everyone has their own path. I won't judge." Zhu Pingan shook his head.

"Then what is your way?" the girl of seventeen or eighteen asked after hearing this.

"The temple is everyone's temple. No matter what is enshrined inside, it should be kept strong, beautiful and clean." Zhu Pingan said lightly.

Hearing this, the seventeen-year-old girl was stunned for a long time, and the girl with red eyes shed tears again.

"Then you want to be a monk?!" The seventeen-year-old girl sneered.

"Cleanliness does not mean abstinence. It's just about not being promiscuous or messy. I will have wives and concubines in the future. Besides, I am still young. I don't understand the style and the romance. What's wrong with not liking the romantic place?" Zhu Ping'an

"What you said is weird, but what about us? How do we keep clean in that kind of place? If we don't laugh or laugh, we can eat and drink whatever we want, and our mother won't let us go. Have you ever thought about it?" The 20-year-old girl looked at Zhu Pingan with a resentful look.

"Yes, so I have never looked down on you." Zhu Pingan nodded sincerely.

"Have you thought about it, what should we do if we follow your way?" the girl of seventeen or eighteen asked.

"There is no good strategy." Zhu Pingan shook his head slightly.

"Don't dictate other people's lives if you don't have the ability!"

The seventeen-year-old girl sneered.

"What the girl said is true. I've learned a lesson. If there's nothing else, just say goodbye." Zhu Ping'an ignored the girl's sarcasm and turned around to leave.

"Hey, stop." The girl of seventeen or eighteen called Zhu Pingan again.

"What else can I do, girl?" Zhu Ping'an paused and asked.

"What's the matter? Although you said you didn't look down on us, no matter what, my sister was sad and cried for a long time because of what you did. Tell me how you want to make up for it?" The seventeen-year-old girl looked at Zhu Pingan and said .

Why does it feel like touching porcelain?

Zhu Ping'an looked at the seventeen-eighth-year-old girl speechlessly.

"Sister, let's go back." The red-eyed girl hugged the seventeen-eight girl's arm and wanted to leave.

"Are you a new student admitted this year?" The seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl stood firmly, not letting the red-eyed girl move at all, and asked Zhu Ping'an at the same time.

Zhu Pingan nodded.

"Since you are a new member of the examination, I will not make it difficult for you. In a few days, it will be the day when we will judge the courtesan on the bank of the Qinhuai River. You can give my sister a poem to increase her popularity. If it is well written , that's it. Otherwise, I won't give up." The seventeen-year-old girl's eyes showed a hint of luster, and she looked at Zhu Ping'an with burning eyes.

Well

Maybe this is the girl's purpose of blocking herself. Zhu Ping'an made some speculations after listening to the words of the seventeen-eighth girl. Why do I feel so stupid about selecting courtesans? It seems that every historical novel is always inseparable from this joke. I never thought that I would encounter it. Really, I have never been to a romantic place, and this kind of thing would happen to me. I am really speechless.

"Why are you not happy?" The seventeen-year-old girl raised her eyebrows and was a little excited.

"I'm not good at writing poetry." Zhu Ping'an shook his head and refused, not wanting to get involved at all. "I'm not good at writing poetry, so please forgive me." (To be continued.)