"F * ck, they're fighting!"
In the originally quiet library, an exclamation that was neither too loud nor too soft attracted the attention of the students.
The student who spoke quickly cupped his hands in apology, but his eyes were still fixed on the screen.
"What happened?" A classmate who came to study together asked.
"Take a look for yourself." The student who spoke first turned his laptop toward the other person.
On the computer screen was Kong You's live broadcast room.
" Series of interviews: Listen to how the real Kong family talks about the Analects of Confucius.”
......
Kong You didn't know that the live broadcast had not stopped until now, and the main character had even changed from the tool Nephew Ren and the others to himself.
Of course, even if he knew, he probably wouldn't change his mind and practice Lunyu. Kong You had always been himself.
Thus, after walking out of the room, Kong You only focused on one thing.
He was here. The matter should be resolved.
Without any hesitation, Kong You strode towards the center of the " battlefield ". The hooligans couldn't take down their opponents for a long time. In their exasperation, they had already taken out their flick knives.
Kong You walked towards him expressionlessly.
"Hey! What are you doing?"
An old lady hiding in a corner couldn't help but say,"Don't go over, they have knives in their hands!”
"Yes, I am."
A middle-aged middle-aged man beside him looked at Kong You, who was dressed in a Confucian robe and had a delicate appearance. He also persuaded him in a low voice,"I know you're young and kind-hearted, but you should listen to your uncle's advice and stay out of this.”
He said," Look at these people. They're even using controlled knives. With your small appearance and body, you won't be able to hold them."”
Kong You was very grateful for their good intentions and cupped his hands at them.""Thanks for the reminder."
"But…"
Kong You smiled at them, revealing eight big white teeth."This is Qilu, the capital of etiquette. Someone has to stand up for such a thing.”
"But please rest assured, I'm going to reason with them. I won't let them have the chance to hurt me."”
After saying that, Kong You continued to walk toward the few people.
"Be reasonable!"
The old lady and the middle-aged man looked at each other, their eyes filled with helplessness.
This young man was a good person, but his brain was not very good.
What was the use of reasoning when they were already in such a state?
The two of them silently took out their phones. No matter what, they should call the police first. They could only hope that the police would come quickly enough.
......
Kong You came to the side of the people who were fighting and cleared his throat.""Cough cough, everyone stop and listen to me."
It was obviously impossible to stop, and the few of them fought.
At this time, whoever stopped first would be the one who was beaten up. The other side had the advantage in terms of technique and physical strength, so no one dared to underestimate the enemy.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Kong You tilted his head and smiled.
He thought for a moment and leaned closer. Then, he patted Blondie's shoulder in the crowd."Hey, you, right, stop looking. I'm talking about you. Can you stop for a moment and listen to me?"
The blondie turned around and saw a young man in a Confucian robe standing beside him and laughing. He was dumbfounded. Why were you joining in the fun?
She subconsciously spat out a word of displeasure."Stop your eighth generation ancestor--"
His voice came to an abrupt stop. Before the blonde could finish his last word, he felt like he had flown away?
After a short period of weightlessness, he looked at the changing scenery around him and felt a little dumbfounded.
The other Moxigan beside him flew faster than him. The two of them even had the time to exchange glances in the short moment they were in the air.
Blondie: What's going on?
Mo Xigan: I don't know either
Boom! Hualala!
The people in the teahouse were dumbfounded when they saw a young man in a Confucian robe walk into the chaotic crowd with a smile on his face. Then, he randomly shot them one by one with each hand as if he was throwing chicks.
The people in the teahouse were all shocked when they saw the few people who were still in high spirits and fighting each other earlier being thrown into the chairs and stools that they had knocked down as if they were trash.!!
And he looked so refined?
The old lady and Uncle Mediterranean, who had just persuaded Kong You, were dumbfounded. Is this how you f * cking reason?
At this moment, the viewers who were watching Kong You's livestream were also dumbfounded. What the f * ck?
Everyone vented their confusion in the bullet comments.
"Am I not giving a lecture on the Analects of Confucius? Is he that hot-blooded?"
"Who is this handsome guy in the Confucian robe? I fucking love exploding!"
"I remember that the host introduced it before. He seemed to be the leader of this year's scholarly faction. So the scholarly faction was actually so good at fighting?”
"Oh my god, so why did they fight? Can anyone explain?"
"I can answer that! I have a relative who was watching the whole process. Let me tell everyone slowly."
“......”
Kong You didn't know what was happening in the live broadcast room.
In his opinion, that thing seemed to have nothing to do with him and had long been forgotten.
He had serious matters to attend to now.
"One."
"Two."
"Three."
"Four."
Kong You glanced at the four blonde-haired people who had been folded into arhats. He took a chair and sat down facing them.
Looking at their bruised faces, Kong You could not help but feel sorry for them.""Didn't we agree to be reasonable? Why aren't you listening?"
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