Chapter 341 Lu An’s Thoughts

Even Qiu Mingzhi himself looked at the score above with wide eyes, feeling unbelievable.

To be honest, he felt that he was already playing to his full level. God knows why he only had such a score!

In the brief silence, the entire venue was in an uproar. Everyone's eyes immediately turned to Qiu Mingzhi. Wang Yusheng and Liao Fei next to them also felt ashamed.

There is no doubt that the reason why the Chinese delegation's score is such a score is because the three of them are holding them back!

A trace of anger appeared in Lu An's eyes, but it disappeared helplessly.

He just couldn't express his pain right now. After all, he was the one who insisted on giving three places to the School of Liberal Arts despite all opinions.

I originally thought I could invite Su Qiubai to show up, but three idiots showed up!

The rest of the delegation also looked at the three Qiu Mingzhi, and some wanted to go up and punch them.

Because of the appearance of Mo Yi and Gong Le on the opposite side, this exchange match has completely extraordinary significance!

If we lose to them, it will not be as simple as usual. It is no exaggeration to say that China's cultural world will probably become a complete joke in the future!

Therefore, in the previous works, these people tried their best to gain a breath.

As a result, all the efforts were in vain because of these three idiots.

"Haha, I didn't expect that China's rising star would have such abilities...Fan Wencheng, are your teachers very good?"

Suddenly, Moi on the opposite side spoke out.

The teasing tone was very obvious, especially after seeing the introductions of Qiu Mingzhi and the others, and knowing that he was a teacher from Beidu University, he turned directly to Fan Wencheng.

Fan Wencheng, who was sitting below, was livid. He could refute what Moi said before, but this sentence felt like it was stuck in his throat!

There was no way, everyone could see that Qiu Mingzhi and Qiu Mingzhi were teachers in their own school, and before the game started, it seemed like all the students in the audience were shouting their names to cheer them up.

But now, this slap has simply stunned him, and at the same time, it has knocked down the entire Beidou University students.

The ghostwriter carefully selected by my school was now humiliated and exposed to the whole world. The feeling was indescribably aggrieved.

The secretary of the School of Liberal Arts, who was sitting not far behind Fan Wencheng, also had a pale face.

He can almost meet him now. After this competition is over, he will definitely be implicated because of Qiu Mingzhi!

Everyone knows that no matter how bad the liberal arts college is, it will never even have a few qualified teachers, and Qiu Mingzhi and the others will have to go out and embarrass themselves.

The reason for this is entirely due to his connivance!

Just when he thought of this, Fan Wencheng turned around and glanced at him. The secretary was so frightened that his legs went weak and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Qiu Mingzhi felt like a thunderbolt at this moment. He stared blankly at the score, his hands trembling.

He admitted that he had never focused on learning, and this time... he was in a big trouble!

Not wanting to dwell too much on this matter, Lu An simply let the game continue.

Immediately, the second game started immediately.

As before, everyone submits their work, and then the grader will judge it.

Everyone watching the game is waiting. After losing the previous game, if they can win this game, they can regain some face!

As a result, when the final score came out, the gap with the foreign side was even bigger this time, and the difference was actually a full 40 points!

The total score is one hundred, and the difference between the two sides is forty. This is a completely despairing gap!

There was no sound in the venue, and everyone felt out of breath. There was no way to vent that kind of grievance and anger, so they could only keep it in their hearts.

Not only inside the venue, but even outside the venue, all the Chinese people watching the live broadcast were very angry.

But he was very helpless, especially after the scorer announced everyone's scores, and after seeing Qiu Mingzhi get zero points again, someone finally scolded him.

"Is this guy a bad guy? How did he become a teacher with such a level?"

"You won't get zero points if you put a pig up there. What does he do?"

"You're in disgrace, get out of here!"

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Inside the venue, there were also Ruoyin curses. Qiu Zhizhi's face turned red and he lowered his head without daring to raise it.

In the morning, he thought he had reached the pinnacle of his life, but now it turned out that... he had fallen into a big pit.

He could see that Fan Wencheng was thinking of killing him!

But now that the game is halfway through, there is definitely no way to make substitutions, so we can only sit down and sit down.

The foreign exchange group was already laughing out loud.

The entire venue was filled with their mocking voices, and more people saw the live broadcast.

"Originally I thought it was a mistake to leave China back then, but now it seems it was definitely the right decision! It is impossible to make any progress in such an environment!"

"It's absolutely true. I really don't know what the teachers at Beidu University are like and what the students at Beidu University will be like."

"Fan Wencheng, why don't you come up and compete? I guess you won't lose so miserably."

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These words and the smiles of these people were seen by almost all the teachers in Beidu.

Wen Xiaoshu, Long Ruoxuan... almost all the teachers felt very ashamed, especially when they saw Qiu Mingzhi and Wang Yusheng looking so worthless, they just wanted to kick them off the platform!

At the same time, everyone hopes that this game will end as soon as possible, at least it will not continue to be so embarrassing.

However, there is a third game!

Some international forums are also discussing the ongoing competition on a large scale, especially in a mocking tone that cannot be more direct.

Just like that, the third game began.

To be honest, many Chinese people have turned off the TV. Even those who are still paying attention have lost any hope that the Chinese delegation can win.

After all, the gap between the two sides in the previous two games has been very obvious, not to mention that there are still three idiots on the Chinese side, so it is impossible to win!

Even Lu An is like this!

The most important content of the competition is articles!

Throughout the ages, the most important thing for Chinese literati is the level of the articles they write!

Although the delegation is still very attentive, there is also a feeling that it is futile.

I just wanted to end this game as soon as possible, and then leave the venue quickly, not letting this damn live broadcast continue.

The same was true for Lu An. When he was about to start writing an article, a sudden idea came to his mind!

If... he now chooses to write out Su Qiubai's talent training plan, will it produce different results?

You must know that Su Qiubai's manuscript was only an internal essay call for Beidu University, so it could not be circulated externally.

In other words, the grader will definitely not judge it as plagiarism, which means... it can be used as your own manuscript!

And after reading it over and over again for so many days, even if there is no way to write it all down, Lu An can still do it to the same extent!

Taking one last look at the proud smiles of Moi and the others opposite him, as well as the depressed expressions of everyone on his side, Lu An started writing without any further hesitation!

From the 40,000-word content, Lu An excerpted a few thousand words that are more memorable! After all, this is a live game, and if it were all written out, God knows when.

Even so, when he finally finished writing, everyone was waiting.

"Lu An, are you still trying to turn the tide?"

Seeing Lu An finishing his work, Mo Yi couldn't help but smile.

However, Lu An didn't look at him twice and just handed over his work.

Immediately, the scoring began.

To be honest, Lu An was a little nervous at this moment. He didn't know what kind of score Su Qiubai's manuscript would get.

And when the time comes, will this score be enough to win over these guys on the opposite side?

Lu An didn't know all of this...

However, if he knew that the author of the manuscript was a joint effort of those literati in Chinese history, this worry would probably disappear.