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Chapter 48 The champion is just a cigarette after dinner

An old man in his sixties and completely bald forehead walked onto the rostrum in an official voice, and the flashlights and shutter sounds in the venue were suddenly denser.

This old man is Hu Zuodong, the supervisor of the Sung Island Kwan W Institute.

In the early 1990s, when the International College Debate Competition was just held, he awarded the event twice and attended the opening and closing ceremony. However, after Sing Island Prime Minister Li Guangyao retreated to the second line and Hu Zuodong took over as prime minister, he no longer attended such events.

After all, letting the head of a country attend such an event directly is somewhat useless and is easily overlooked by foreigners.

Three years ago, Hu Zuodong once again gave up the position of prime minister to the second generation of dictator Li Xianlong. After changing to the State Administration, he was arranged to participate in various etiquette foreign affairs activities and international competitions again, and today's attendance and award ceremony were achieved.

Therefore, don’t just say “the father died and the son was in Beibang, and the brothers were in ancient times.” Whether it was dictatorship, hereditary, or social circles, there were both sectors of capital and society.

But capital is paying attention to the world's face, and always seeking some people to cross the bridge - such as the Yan family and the like. (The son of the US president is president, the daughter of the Nanbaung president is president, and the grandson of the Fusang prime minister is prime minister, these cannot be called hereditary. It is considered a political family, which has been separated by many years and was chosen by oneself. Wanwan Xingdao was real and hereditary.)

After a break, Hu Zuodong walked to the four members of Jinling Normal University, first picked up the trophy from the tray in the hand of the emcee, handed it to Tian Haimo, then shook hands with the girl, said something encouraging, and handed the certificate to the other party.

Then, he picked up the medal of the Best Debate of the Year from the second emcee's tray and handed it to Feng Jianxiong. He was going to hang it for Feng Jianxiong, but Feng Jianxiong was much taller than the old man, and he didn't want to bow to Hu Zuodong like the Best Debate of the Year. So, when Hu Zuodong trembled and held the gold medal in front of his nose, Feng Jianxiong took it with both hands and put it on himself.

Ho Sakuto's expression twitched.

Since he was the Prime Minister of Sing Tao, he has never seen anyone who is unwilling to receive the award when he is awarding the award.

Feng Jianxiong's character naturally made him a little unhappy.

When those Olympic champions were beaten by Samaranchi and Roger, who did not bow down from the podium?

"Haha, the younger generation is so terrifying. Forget it, what are you going to care about with such a person?" Hu Zuodong encouraged himself in his heart with the method of spiritual victory, and then stopped thinking about it.

A big troll like Feng Jianxiong, even political tycoons like Chen Wenqian were criticized a few days ago, so there was no need to argue with each other.

However, when this scene was seen by teammates, viewers in the stands, and even in front of the TV, the effect was completely different.

"Xiaoxiong is so arrogant. I bowed slightly when I got the trophy just now. Will people be looked down upon?" Tian Haimo, who took the trophy, was the first to reflect on her, and her face naturally had a slightly feverish look. However, everyone thought she was caused by excitement.

"Looking at Xiaoxiong's demeanor, it's like he is destined to be written into a history textbook in the future. I wonder if we will have the chance to be written into a history book in the future?" Yu Meiqin looked at Feng Jianxiong with beautiful eyes blurred, and suddenly felt an illusion.

"It's so handsome, so domineering. It feels like filming Thatcher's wrestling at the door of the Great Hall 20 years ago." A senior CCTV photographer in charge of the broadcast thought so.

...

The lights were gradually going out, but the audience refused to leave the stage. Feng Jianxiong was pulled aside by CCTV reporters, asking questions and feelings and prospects in various ways. He was very busy.

"This heaven destroys me, it is not a crime of war." Bai Zhi, the former Asian Snitch, sitting on the other side of the contestant's seat, shrugged calmly and lonelyly.

His reaction was open-minded and open-minded. If he changed to being extremely cautious, he would be criticized by the newcomer because of a huge psychological gap, he would be afraid that it would be possible to stimulate schizophrenia.

Perhaps it was because Feng Jianxiong's tactics of progressing through the game and peeling off the cocoons made the world see that "this topic is unfair, and Feng Jianxiong's Xuanhua way is actually the way of heaven."

No one can fight against the Heavenly Way. If you lose because you are defeated by fighting against the Heavenly Way, the loser will obviously be more likely to accept it.

This is why Bai Zhizhong's above feelings were revealed.

At this moment, he just regretted why he chose to continue his doctoral studies.

Or, even if he was studying for a doctorate, it was just a matter of blame. Why did he still couldn't resist the coach's persuasion and entanglement of fame and fortune after studying for a doctorate, and participated in this event for the third time?

He had the opportunity to succeed and succeed, but he retreated bravely. Now he "made his son famous."

This is all fate.

Bai Zhizhong suddenly became open-minded.

He observed quietly and waited for his teammates to pack up his things. Feng Jianxiong, opposite, answered a total of seven or eight questions from CCTV reporters, and signed a number of girls who broke through the siege and rushed in. Then he retreated to the lounge under the escort of security personnel.

As a contestant, Bai Zhizhong and other contestants from Wanwan Shixin University naturally have special channels. Bai Zhizhong didn't know what he thought, so he followed and intercepted Feng Jianxiong at the door of the lounge.

"Congratulations, I will definitely not come in the next session. I heard that you are only a sophomore year, so there are more opportunities to get the best debater." Bai Zhizhong's congratulations sounded a bit sincere, like a big truth, but it could not help but feel a sense of fate of "who will the heaven spare?"

Feng Jianxiong also shook hands with Bai Zhizhong in front of other teammates on both sides: "Thank you, you are very respectable opponents. Unfortunately, I am lucky, and this topic can be used to use vision and prophets - this cannot be fought by eloquence."

Bai Zhizhong smiled slightly and put himself in his shoes and said, "Most of you are studying law. In American countries, there is no undergraduate degree, only graduate students, and you will have a doctorate after studying. In mainland China, it seems that you want to be a famous lawyer, and you also start with a master's degree? I wonder how long you plan to study and how many more times you will participate in the competition."

"Thank you for your concern. I may not be able to study for graduate school. It's too wasteful of time." Feng Jianxiong shrugged, smiled naturally and calmly, "And before coming, our dean guaranteed that I graduate one year early, so I don't think I'm likely to come to participate in this competition again. If there is an accident, I will do it again at most. Anyway, it's absolutely impossible to participate in the competition three times."

Bai Zhizhong's stiff smile was mixed with a few obvious bitterness. He sighed sincerely: "Actually everyone should be like this. Some things are not challenged, and what's the use of it over and over again? Say goodbye."

"Don't you have a drink together?" Feng Jianxiong said casually.

Bai Zhizhong and the other three teammates were stunned, and subconsciously looked at Feng Jianxiong with a look of silly and harmonious coquettish look.

However, Feng Jianxiong looked very open-minded and serious, not like he wanted to take the opportunity to humiliate the loser.

"Don't you think this is rude and makes people think too much?" Bai Zhizhong was a little incredible.

If it weren't for knowing that the person on the other side was very knowledgeable and scheming, Bai Zhizhong would definitely have doubted the other party Shi Lezhi.

Feng Jianxiong's next sentence completely changed Bai Zhizhong's view:

"You know I didn't want to humiliate anyone, and I also know you don't think you lost because you are not as eloquent as others. The world is big, and people with good eloquence only focus on one game - you will lose a little money because you play cards with your roommate during lunch break, and then your roommate treats you to barbecue. Do you think this roommate is insulting you?"

Bai Zhizhong and others were stunned.

Feng Jianxiong said so casually, and so natural for example.

It turned out that the champion of the "International College Debate Competition" was just a kind of "weak money by playing doubles with roommates during lunch break".

Feng Jianxiong saw the other party's reaction and continued to fan the flames casually: "Don't you think that the senior students who had achieved good results in previous years and had a very successful competition were still not fast enough to finally enter the social upward path? Although people with good eloquence in society are already respected, there are not many working models suitable for them to fully display their strengths. They either become hosts, or become lawyers, or do marketing.

How many talk show programs are in the Chinese cultural circle? There are much fewer people than Americans. How many new online courses are there in the Chinese language circle? There are much fewer people than Americans. How popular and entertaining TV debate programs can attract huge traffic? Sorry, there is no one at all - because we don’t need to run for president like Americans.

If you are interested, have a drink together. Maybe you will choose to come to me after graduation in the future. The prospects are very broad. Don’t focus on the pocket money you lose during lunch break.”

Bai Zhizhong's knees almost became weak, and his whole body was hit by a feeling of powerlessness.

When he lost the game, he was not so powerless. After all, the idea that "I am a sin of not a war" still supports his belief.

But at this moment, he really realized that the gap between him and Feng Jianxiong was not a little bit.

It can be said that in addition to being able to fight for eloquence, he is far inferior to Feng Jianxiong in any other angle.

"Thank you, then have a drink. Let's all go together." When Bai Zhizhong said this, his voice suddenly seemed a little hoarse, as if something suddenly stuck in his throat, and it needed the impact of the airflow to tear it apart again.

Feng Jianxiong's three female teammates also looked at him with increasingly awe.

This is the real warrior who can defeat others without fighting.

Of course, it is a skill to win others.

But it would be a better skill to make people convinced and surrender with Etiquette.

At that moment, Feng Jianxiong not only won the championship, but also had the spirit of being the leader of the Chinese language squirting.

"I'll ask, please choose the place, don't be polite." Feng Jianxiong casually made a polite statement.

"I'm not polite to you. Today's wine will probably be called for in the future. If you are shabby, you're embarrassed. Let's go to Raffles' bar." Bai Zhizhong was very able to pick it up and ordered a bar by name.

Feng Jianxiong didn't know why the other party was so serious, but he didn't care about this little money.

The group then drove to Raffles Bar.

However, when you look back many years later, this kind of solemnity is not so difficult to understand.
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