He was too rational, as rational as artificial intelligence. Although he knew that he was making a rational choice, Xiao Mengyin was still a little disappointed in his heart.

Her long-sleeved and good-dance political ability made her know what the best choice was at this time, but her passionate enthusiasm as a writer made her yearn to see a rebellious and rebellious male, rather than a compromiser who was spitting on her face.

Shi Tonghe nodded and looked at Wang Zixu again: "Prince Xu, what do you think?"

Wang Zixu had no expression on his face and no response. Shi Tonghe did not speak. The two looked at each other.

Shi Tonghe deliberately did not speak, stretching out this embarrassing silence. When certain emotions brewed in this silence and everyone began to have subtle thoughts, he finally spoke again:

"You should be happy with colleagues who are studying your works carefully and meticulously like Mr. Wang. Perhaps readers who like your works may not read as much as Mr. Wang, and may be more detailed than him."

After saying that, he turned sideways and turned to the others: "Okay, let's start speaking next."

Further down, it was Shen Qingfeng. A evil smile appeared on the corner of Shen Qingfeng's mouth, but he waved his hand and said, "I haven't read it carefully, I can't say it's next."

Wang Zixu looked at him in surprise. This guy didn't take the opportunity to take advantage of the situation. He really didn't look like him.

The next one is also an acquaintance of Shi Tonghe. Although he did not squeeze into Shi Tonghe's core circle, he understood how he should take the team at this time, so he calmly changed the original commentary and spoke a few words, and published a series of analysis of Wang Zhongxing's army.

The next speech is similar.

The prince counted the heads. As early as when he came in, he had already discovered the mystery of the seat order. Overall, the seat ordering was quite unfavorable to him. It was Shi Tonghe's deliberate arrangement. But there were points that could be used.

So since he came in, he was planning a plan in his mind.

After the fifth person finished speaking, the plan was finally ready.

Shi Tonghe still whipped the corpse as usual. After the previous speech, he turned to look at Wang Zixu: "What do you have any ideas? If you don't have any ideas, the next one."

"I have."

"Hmm?" Shi Tonghe raised his head in surprise.

"I have a few ideas," said Wang Zixu.

The one who spoke just now looked up at him with a nervous expression.

Shi Tonghe pondered for a moment, then said, "You said."

Everyone saw that he raised his hands high abnormally, as if he was raising a flag with both hands, his movements were strange.

Xiao Mengyin was about to wonder why he could not bear it until now, but suddenly he couldn't bear it anymore. After a closer look, he realized that Wang Zixu was stretching.

He felt comfortable and enjoyed, stretched and yawned.
Chapter completed!