Houfu Key Class

Qin Ye has been talked about a lot since he was a child, whether it is good or bad, there are a lot of them. But he never cares about these remarks. As long as it does not delay his study, he will not waste time arguing with these people.

But the little dandies in the key class were furious. These self-proclaimed awesome teenagers called Qin Ye a kid, stepping on both Qin Ye and them. They could not bear this.

Shen Yibai immediately retorted: "Qin Ye passed the examination for Tongzilang, and he did not have to be subject to the age limit of the imperial examination. What is the comparison between sixty and nine years old? If he had the ability to pass the examination, why was he still studying at the age of sixty?"

Wei Xinglu stood up in solidarity: "That's right, you still have the nerve to laugh at others' Tongzilang status, do you know that it is the first place in the country? If you have the ability, you can also take one. If you can't get the first place, you come to laugh at others. What's the difference between not being able to eat grapes and saying that grapes are sour?"

Qin Ye stopped and looked at them, his eyes were still cold.

Seeing that it was a group of children, those people came over and challenged them: "Boy, what kind of children's alliance are you guys doing? Do a group of boy scouts want to challenge the imperial examination?"

The little devil leaned against the wall, and said arrogantly: "So what? What does having ability have to do with how old you are? Isn't beating you as easy as stepping on an ant?"

"What did you say?!"

Zong Wenxiu also came over and stood next to his brother and said: "Whether it is the imperial examination or the joint examination of the four colleges, I hope you will respect every student. Before the results are announced, no one is the final winner."

"Okay, okay, good boy, you are quite arrogant, my name is Sun Qingfeng , what's your name? I want to see what you can get in the exam. "

The little devil boasted confidently: "Qingbo Academy, Tongzilang, Zong Jincheng. Remember it, because this will be a mountain you can never cross."

He Zheng quickly took a small notebook to write it down, and added another sentence to the big brother's quotations...

Sun Qingfeng felt like he was screwed, and he actually quarreled with a group of little brats. He sneered and didn't take Zong Jincheng to heart at all: "Then wait for the results to be announced in a few days, I want to see what you can get in the exam."

After they all left, Qin Ye didn't leave yet, and his eyes were fixed on them.

Zong Jincheng was so scared that goose bumps all over his body. He said without showing any weakness: "Don't think we want to help you, we are just explaining for ourselves, and we can also be the top scholar at the age of eleven. But I tell you, the top scholar position will only be mine, not you Qin Ye."

Qin Ye didn't care about those messy discussions, but he didn't think that others could shake his first position, especially when the person in front of him was Zong Jincheng.

He said coldly: "Wishful thinking."

The little devil is not as easily irritated as before. Compared with his blind self-confidence when he was a child, he has more basis for his self-confidence, so he is much calmer. He raised his voice and said fiercely: "Wait, Qin Ye, I'm improving faster than you, and it's only a matter of time before I defeat you."

The two most talented young boys were tit for tat.

When it comes to fast progress, Qin Ye remembered the ranking two months ago, when Zong Jincheng improved by 21 places, so fast... Is he better at policy essays or poetry?

"Let's have a game." Qin Ye said.

When this was said, the five young boys were all shocked.

What does this mean?

Did Qin Ye challenge Jincheng?

The little devil raised his eyebrows in shock and asked: "What do you mean by a game? Didn't we just take the exam? Do you mean to compare your test scores with mine?"

His overall results are indeed not as good as Qin Ye's. Competing now is no different from a moth flying into a flame. Even a confident person like Jincheng knows this very well.

Is Qin Ye taking the opportunity to laugh at him?

The little devil was so angry that he gritted his teeth. This bastard Qin Ye really hit his nerves with every word he said. He said angrily, "I won't..."

"Compared to the project you are best at." Qin Ye interrupted his refusal and gave him a way out.

"Ah?" The little devil was stunned, but he quickly reacted and howled, "Then you are doomed to lose. This young master is super invincible in Cuju, Touhu, and Chuiwan!"

Qin Ye: "..."

What the hell.

He endured the last bit of patience and said coldly, "Policy and poetry, you choose one."

He wanted to see which of Zong Jincheng's rude and rude boy's skills was the most outstanding to improve by twenty-one places at a time.

"Policy and debate, brother, compete with him in strategy and debate!" He Zheng actually admired Qin Ye in his heart, but under the pressure of Jincheng, he didn't dare to say it, but he really wanted to see what the two of them would look like when they debated, whether they would be so gloomy that the sky would be dark and the sun and moon would not shine.

"Yes, yes! Let's debate! You who are invincible, and him who are invincible, who is the real No. 1? We all want to see it!" Shen Yibai watched the excitement from the side and tried to add fuel to the fire.

Although Wei Xinglu and Zong Wenxiu did not interrupt, their eyes were full of expectation, and they obviously wanted to watch this game very much.

Jincheng is basically invincible in the key class now, but now that he has met Qin Ye, it is really hard to say. They have never seen what Qin Ye's debate is like, but they feel very stressed just thinking about it. Qin Ye has an innate sense of oppression.

Qin Ye listened to the shouts of He Zheng and Shen Yibai and raised his eyebrows slightly.

It was indeed a policy discussion.

But these people seemed to be very confident in Zong Jincheng's debate.

Qin Ye thought: Maybe Zong Jincheng has what he has been looking for.

A few youngsters were cheering and waving flags, pretending to cheer for the little devil, and wanted Qin Ye to show Jin Cheng a powerful show.

The little devil said proudly: "Are you willing to take the debate? I can tell you the rules of the debate, and give you a few days to prepare. Then we will go to Qingbo Academy to have a good competition."

"Okay." Qin Ye agreed.

Under the setting sun, the two young boys decided on this battle. They looked at each other, one arrogant on the surface, the other arrogant in the bones, and neither of them was willing to admit defeat.

The topic of the debate has not been decided yet. Zong Jin Cheng said that he would go home to ask his mother and send him to Qin's house in the evening. Qin Ye also agreed.

Xu Wan didn't expect that the two would fight so quickly, and they were opponents in the form of a one-on-one debate, a direct confrontation between the strong.

She teased, "Not bad, Chengcheng, you are really brave to accept Qin Ye's challenge."

The ignorant are the most fearless, but the little devil now has a clear understanding of his own and Qin Ye's strength, but he still accepted it without fear, which is indeed beyond the scope of a newborn calf not afraid of a tiger.

Zong Jincheng snorted and said, "This is Qin Ye's own fault. He insisted on competing with me in something I am good at. This young master is invincible in debates. Even if Qin Ye comes, he will be defeated by me!"