Black Moonlight's vest fell again

Illegal daughter?
The students who knew the situation kept looking back and forth between Ning Yiyuan and Rong Zhi's faces.

"I'm half a year older than Ning Yiyuan." Rong Zhi had a half-smile, "Why do you think I'm an illegitimate daughter between me and Ning Yiyuan?"

"A daughter's quality reflects her mother's level. You are not as good as Ning Yiyuan, and your mother is naturally not as good as Ning Yiyuan's mother! Your mother is destined to be a mistress!"

Rong Zhi was silent for three seconds, raised her cold eyes, but had a smile on her face.

She folded her arms and said indifferently: "Oh? How noble is Ning Yiyuan? Let's hear it."

"Unless you can convince us that you are better than Ning Yiyuan." The boy said contemptuously, "Can you?"

Principal Qiao wanted to say something, but Rong Zhi stopped him.The smile on her face was unpredictable.

"What if I could?"

"Don't think that you are powerful just because you entered the rich and powerful class." The boy smiled, "God knows whose thigh you hugged outside of school! You..."

Principal Qiao tried his best to stand on tiptoe to block the girl behind him, and interrupted him with a frown: "Pay attention to your wording! What is the rich and powerful class? Where did the saying of hugging thighs come from?"

"The noble class is the Kunpeng class." A thin boy standing outside the crowd came over.

He has a handsome face and looks like a poplar.

"Learning god Li Zeming!" Many people recognized him, "That Shaocheng number one scholar!"

Li Zeming looked at Rong Zhi, and Rong Zhi also looked at him.

He was wearing a half-worn white shirt, but it was washed very clean, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of arrogance.

Li Zeming glanced at Rong Zhi condescendingly, then turned his head indifferently, and met Principal Qiao's eyes: "Principal Qiao, what strength does Rong Zhi have to enter the Kunpeng Selection Project?"

"Except for being pretty." He added coolly.

This is extremely humiliating.

Just as Principal Qiao was about to speak, an old voice came!

"Young man, you think highly of yourself. Student Rong doesn't need to prove anything to you!"

A dry and thin old man with his hands behind his back, wearing a plain blue suit, walked over slowly.

"I heard that you have doubts about the Young Eagle Project?" The little old man's voice was full of anger, "I am the host of the Young Eagle Project, you can ask!"

"Are you... Academician Cao?" Li Zeming's eyes widened.

"Academician Cao from the CCTV Famous Forum?"

"A Ph.D supervisor in the direction of artificial intelligence at the University of Science and Technology, an academician of the Huaguo Academy of Sciences! Enjoys the special talent allowance of the State Council!"

Academician Cao snorted in reply, lowered his head and groped for a while, took out a small horse tie from his bag, put it on the ground to prop it up, and then sat down slowly.

He let out a sigh of relief and took out a thermos from his bag.

Rong Zhi took the thermos cup familiarly, unscrewed the lid, and poured a cup of hot water for Academician Cao.

"Why does this girl know Academician Cao so well?"

There was a lot of discussion around, but Academician Cao turned a deaf ear to it and stretched his legs freely, as if in his own living room.

Someone said: "Li Zeming is a god of learning, the number one student in the college entrance examination in Shaocheng. Isn't he even qualified?"

"Is it because my family members don't stand tall enough?" Li Zeming raised his handsome face with an aggressive expression.

Academician Cao took a sip of hot water and said, "You are really smart to be the number one scholar in Shaocheng."

Li Zeming's good-looking eyes shone eagerly, "Then..."

"I haven't finished my sentence." Academician Cao said, "But this is not enough."

"Because the students enrolled in the Kunpeng Project are not ordinary students at all!"

"What I want is a super-intelligent boy." His old, drooping eyes were as sharp as a falcon, and he looked straight at him. "In other words, a genius."

"You asked just now, what strength does Student Rong have?"

"Now let me tell you, Rong Zhi is a genius." He glanced at Rong Zhi, his eyes full of love.

"Li Zeming, and you. You are not a genius. You are just an ordinary smart person."

Li Zeming's face turned pale in an instant!
Then it turned red again, from the tips of the ears, to the middle of the face, to the neck.

He clenched his fists.

"How do you know I'm not a genius?" He gritted his teeth and said, "How can you prove that they are geniuses?"

"There is no way to prove it." After drinking the water, Academician Cao leisurely put the thermos on the ground and said casually.

Li Zeming did not expect such a reply: "There is no way to prove it?"

"Yes, there is no way to prove it." Academician Cao smiled viciously and spread his hands, "A real genius, as long as she appears, you will know that she is a genius. There is no need to prove it."

The arrogance on Li Zeming's face seemed to be split open in an instant.

"The reason why you don't know the existence of the Kunpeng Project," Academician Cao said bluntly, "is because you are not qualified to know."

"I know it's cruel to say that, but it's the reality. You're not in the country's shoes from start to finish."

"I'm not convinced." Li Zeming clenched his fists, "I don't believe I'm worse than anyone else!"

Principal Qiao sighed: "Ze Ming, there are people outside..."

"No, I don't believe it!" Li Zeming's voice trembled, "It's because of my family background, right? Because I'm a child of a poor family, no one is willing to give me justice!"

"Life is never fair, but hard and cruel." Rong Zhi said, "I am also a child of a poor family."

"But you are a woman, and you are still a beautiful woman!" Li Zeming roared, "Some men are willing to solve your problems for you!"

"Men can't solve my problems." Rong Zhi's eyes were dark and serious, "Men can't help me rewrite my destiny either."

"Fate is in the sky, it's in me, it has nothing to do with men."

"As women, our power has no boundaries, and we can do everything we want without resorting to external forces."

Li Zeming walked up to Rong Zhi, and asked condescendingly, "Then, do you dare to compete with me?"

Rong Zhi raised her face and met his gaze without hesitation: "How do you want to compare?"

"Entrance exam." He turned to the crowd and said, "Every semester begins, our Department of Computer and Artificial Intelligence has an entrance exam. Everyone is welcome to supervise to ensure fairness."

"We're just comparing grades." He looked straight into Rong Zhi's eyes, "Do you dare?"

Rong Zhi smiled: "Why don't you dare?"

"If you fail me," Li Zeming's face is like a cold marble sculpture, "you need to publicly admit your cowardice and incompetence, and give me your Kunpeng student quota."

"What if I win?"

"If you win," Li Zeming paused, "I will publicly apologize to you, and then I will restrain the students in the competition class and stop fighting against you."

"I'm at a disadvantage." Rong Zhi said lazily.

"What do you want?"

"Why don't we play bigger, okay?" Rong Zhi challenged.

At this moment, Li Zeming finally looked at Rong Zhi squarely, and there was a rare hint of amusement in his proud eyes: "How to play?"

Rong Zhi whispered a few words to Principal Qiao, and Principal Qiao nodded with surprise on his face.

"Open, direct, broadcast." Rong Zhi said word by word.