Chapter 347: Fighting for Life

The old driver's words made Fan Wencheng and the others look at each other in confusion.

Since this special foreign exchange group arrived here, almost everyone's mood has been full of tension, solemnity, and even a little despair.

Everyone already felt that there was little hope of winning.

As a result, now, Su Qiubai, a young man in his twenties, would actually say such a thing!

"Principal Fan, what should we do?"

After waiting, someone asked Fan Wencheng.

Still staring in the direction Su Qiubai left, Fan Wencheng finally made up his mind.

"Believe him, inform the major associations and leave all competition matters to Su Qiubai!"

Fan Wencheng also made this decision after hesitating for a while. After all, this literary fight has been very hot now, and it can be said that many people are waiting for it.

Especially those international forums are already very noisy!

It is no exaggeration to say that once this literary battle is lost, it will be a huge blow to China's cultural world, and even cause immeasurable losses!

Soon, the news that Su Qiubai took part in the challenge spread quickly from the Internet to everyone!

There were no surprises, everyone was shocked.

"This Su Qiubai is really only in his twenties? How can he be so bold?"

"It's absolutely true, a teacher from Beidu University!"

"But what kind of team members will he find? Is he sure of winning? If he loses, his life will be in danger!"

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There were various voices, but most of them expressed doubts.

After all, Su Qiubai refused the help of those old scholars and said that he would gather an entire team by himself. This statement seems unbelievable no matter how you think about it!

Especially the students at Beito University, almost everyone is discussing this matter.

Zhang Qiang and the others were even specially interviewed because they heard that Su Qiubai was the teacher of their class.

Facing the media's questions, Zhang Qiang and the others were also extremely confused.

Because in fact, they were not sure that the awesome Su Qiubai in the news was the teacher they knew.

Would that incompetent ideological and moral teacher really have the courage to do such a thing?

Wen Xiaoshu and the others immediately called Su Qiubai, but the old driver's phone was turned off.

So... no one in the world except the old driver himself knows what he wants to do!

In this way, time passed slowly, and the literary fight was finally about to begin!

Because there were too many spectators and there were many inconveniences in media interviews, Fan Wencheng decided to temporarily move the venue to the playground.

The large playground can accommodate tens of thousands of people. The stands on all sides are full of people. Two temporary high platforms have been erected below. One side is outside the seats of the foreign delegations, and the other side is naturally the seat of the Chinese representatives!

Half an hour before the scheduled start of the game, Moi and the others had already arrived.

Although the whole place was filled with roars of curses, they didn't pay much attention to it. After all, if they felt ashamed now, they would not have left their homeland then, let alone come to join this delegation now. One of them!

But the high platform on the other side was empty.

"Principal Fan, why haven't Su Qiubai's people arrived yet?"

After waiting for such a long time, someone finally became anxious, so he couldn't help but ask Fan Wencheng.

As a result, Fan Wencheng was also sweating profusely. Although he was the president of Beidu University, this literary fight involved many things!

And the reason why everything can be handled by Su Qiubai is largely because of his contribution.

But now... God knows what kind of airplane that ancestor is doing!

The game is about to start in half an hour, and so far I can’t even see the hair of the representative team!

"Don't be anxious, just wait."

Even though his eyes were about to burst into flames, Fan Wencheng still said this.

There is no way, the phone is turned off... Now that the matter is over, the only thing we can do is to wait!

At the same time, the entire audience was also very anxious.

"Did Su Qiubai run away? Why haven't you shown up yet?"

"Yeah, it's about to start. Where is his team?"

"Should we just lose like this?"

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Gradually, the voices of this kind of discussion became more and more frequent, and finally it seemed that the whole square was ringing.

Then at this moment, someone suddenly spotted a motorcade driving over from the playground.

After everyone saw it clearly, the whole place suddenly felt weird.

That's a...Wuling Hongguang Racing Team!

Ten gray vans slowly entered the venue with everyone watching!

Soon, the car stopped and Fan Wencheng finally let out a sigh of relief when he saw the first person to jump out.

Thank God, this ancestor is finally here!

Then, he became a little curious. Although he didn't understand why there was such a special convoy, he wanted to know what kind of people Su Qiubai invited to participate in this literary fight.

Like him, many people at the scene were also wide-eyed, wanting to know what the remaining members of this representative team looked like!

Just like that, under the gaze of all eyes and cameras, all the car doors were opened.

A group of uncles got out of the car in a hurry!

The uncles were full of majestic energy. At this moment, the uncles had an unprecedented momentum. Although everyone seemed a little out of place with their surroundings, they were also eye-catching in a different way.

Especially for the foreign delegations, when Mo Yi and others saw these uncles, almost all of them frowned.

Don’t know anyone!

Not only do I not know anyone, but I also seem to have never seen him anywhere before!

In fact, let alone him, even people like Fan Wencheng felt at a loss.

I thought Su Qiubai would invite some old scholars here, but who knew that such a strange group of people would come.

Immediately, the whole place started a frenzy of discussion again.

However, Su Qiubai really didn't care at all. He just brought the uncles to the stage very enthusiastically, as if he couldn't hear anyone's doubts about them at all.

Although Fan Wencheng was equally suspicious, he had no choice but to rush over to Su Qiubai.

"these people……"

Looking behind him, Principal Fan only spoke half of what he said.

The old driver looked at him with excitement and winked.

"These are all great scholars! Don't worry!"

After explaining, he turned around and led the uncles up.

At this moment, the old driver felt extremely calm.

In order to persuade the uncles to come to the competition, he did not neglect national justice or the future of the country, and his words were almost worn out, but in the end they did not agree.

In the end, it took a few cartoons to get the uncles to happily agree.

After the uncles took their seats on the stage, this literary battle that had already caused a great deal of momentum was finally about to begin!

The first process is similar to the previous exchange competition, where the host announces the rules of the literary battle.

He said the same thing as yesterday, but halfway through, he was interrupted by Moi after he stood up.

"We have a better punishment method. Since it is a literary fight, of course there is a bet... whoever loses will die!"

When talking about the latter part, Mo Yi's eyes were fixed on Su Qiubai.

It doesn't matter whether he wins or loses in this literary fight, the important thing is to kill Su Qiubai!

No one thought that Mo Yi would be so decisive. Although Wen Du would be life-threatening, it did not mean that he would die if he lost.

And now that he is doing this, it is clear that today is going to be a dead end!

Then, suddenly he winked at the back, and soon someone carried two sets of equipment.

"During the competition, two people stand on this stage. The one with the lower score... will be directly struck by high-voltage electricity! Do you dare?"

Once again, Mo Yi looked at Su Qiubai.

There was an eerie silence in the scene at this moment, but Su Qiubai suddenly laughed when he heard it.

"I've seen people rushing to make money, but I've never seen people rushing to die... Of course there's no problem!"

When he said this, Moi also laughed.

Now that Su Qiubai has just agreed to this request, he can no longer live!

After the two sides decided to fight for their lives, the host announced the content of the first competition... On the Red Mansion!

Yes, only these three words!

But after hearing this topic, Fan Wencheng and the group of scholars below suddenly turned pale!