"I've read it," said Wang Zixu, "I've read it, my friend."

Zhuang Die increased his voice and joined the battle: "Friends, how many writers have you read? Ten or twenty? This is a normal reading volume for writers, right?

"But what you listed just now is more than this number. Do you dare say you have read it?"

Wang Zixu said seriously: "I have read them all."

"It's not that I doubt you, what major are you? As far as I know, you became a monk halfway through, not a professional student. Have you really read it? When did you read it?"

Zhuang Die said he had no doubts, but in fact he was suspicious. As soon as he finished speaking, the stage became turbulent and people raised the same doubts.

Everyone is a literati, and this kind of performance is not usually done and is not very decent.

But this time Wang Zixu almost pointed at them and scolded him. If he was not decent, he would be indecent first.

Everyone is a well-known and fans. If you don’t fight back immediately on the spot, you will suffer a loss and will be beaten afterwards, which will affect your value.

If someone says something, "Why is your master not saying a word when he is asked about your reading volume? It must be guilty!" That would be too disgusting.

Wang Zixu said: "But I have read them all. Why can't I read these books without being a professional? Don't you also claim to have read 5 billion yuan?"

Meng Xin said: "Zhuang Die has been on "The Brainiest". His reading volume is proved by the program team. There are also original videos online, so you can check it. Your reading volume is the 'self-proclaim'."

The scene was noisy again. Seeing this, the host had to insert it, raised his hand and said:

"Everyone, I'm sorry, I'll interrupt. There is no inquiry session in our discussion meeting."

Zhuang Die spread his hands and said, "So, please fire at the one we spoke first, and we are not allowed to refute it on the spot?"

Wang Zixu asked back: "Aren't you the one who fired me first?"

Zhuang Die's eyes were burning: "I didn't name it."

Wang Zixu said: "This is called hypocrisy."

The scene exploded suddenly, and several people talked all over again. The sound was stirred in the sound, and no one could hear what anyone said.

The onlookers were completely attracted, and it was not common for writers to fight in public. The sound of the shutter of the camera was "clicking" and the scene was in chaos. Xiao Mengyin hid beside him and shivered.

The cameras were all facing Wang Zixu, and she sat next to Wang Zixu, so half of the cameras were facing her. Today, the scene was definitely popular again. She couldn't do anything if she didn't want this traffic.

"Calm down, calm down, everyone," said the host, "we will at least let Wang Zixu finish his speech first and then question him, okay?"

Halfway through his speech, the voice from the main console came from the headset: "Let them make noise."

"What?" the host asked in a low voice.

"Add an extra questioning session on the scene to make them quarrel," said the main controller, "and question one by one in order."

The host was immediately puzzled: The main controller was obviously biased towards Wang Zixu just now, and now he obviously did not let him have a good time, but why?

He has a high professional quality and did not bring doubts to his face. He said to the microphone:

"Uh, I just received the news from the organizing committee. Since all the teachers have opinions, we will temporarily add a questioning session. Please speak in turn."

After saying that, he paused. After listening to the main controller's arrangement, the host added: "Please speak first by Teacher Zhuang Die."

Zhuang Die immediately became energetic and stood up and said:

"Teacher Wang Zixu, you question that all teachers are less likely to read. According to your logic, you have to shut up if you haven't read it.

"Then can we question whether you have read the books you mentioned? They are all mutual, right? They are mutual doubts, do you agree or not?"

Wang Zixu nodded, Zhuang Die said, "Okay, you agree. Then let me ask you, when I was 23 years old, I was studying for a graduate student in the Department of Literature at Peking University, and I participated in the most powerful brain. What were you doing when you were 23 years old?"

Wang Zixu said: "I just started working and worked as a professional in a small unit in Xihe."

Zhuang Die laughed: "You work in Xihe unit. What you do is not a literary job, nor a literary major. Where do you get the time and motivation to read the books you mentioned?

"In addition, if you have read so many books, you wouldn't have read them all in one day. You must have had some talent. Why did you become popular online by hype at the age of 30? No book has been published so far?"

This is a heart-killing theory. Even others think that his question is a bit poisonous and heart-wrenching.

Looking at Wang Zixu again, he was indifferent.

Wang Zixu's expression was a bit strange.

His expression was three points angry, six points funny, and one point laughing and crying.

"About a year ago, my leader asked me this question," said Wang Zixu. "He thinks, as a small character, I do what I do in studying, and pretend to be."

Wang Zixu remembered Director Gou, Lin Feng, and Guo Ranran, and a crazy smile surged from his abdomen.

It is not a pleasant smile, but a sad, helpless, and absurd smile.

"Now, you come and ask me this question again. It seems that a man who is about to enter middle age must earn money honestly.

"Actually, I just like it. I like reading, so after reading, is this answer difficult to accept?"

He thought about it and said, "My leader doesn't believe it either, so I said, you can take the exam for me. I will only read as many books as you have read.
Chapter completed!