"Look at my crackling sword, Yunmeng town!"

Lin Beichen yelled.

Pop!

Watermelon juice splashes.

Such a big round watermelon, directly smashed pieces flying.

At least 70 or 80 pieces.

Everyone is confused by this kind of operation.

In the hall of martial arts, there was a dead silence.

Through the large and small xuanjing screen, the citizens who saw this scene suddenly felt like peanuts stuck in their throat, unable to vomit or swallow.

This is the first time they have seen that the sword speed war can still be done like this.

Countless big eyes stare small eyes, see Lin Beichen and action.

He coughed and posed like a bully president in front of the camera. Then he took out a small square from the storage ring and put it in the palm of his hand. With a smile, he introduced it calmly.

"There's an ad in the air. The highlights will continue later."

"Do you want to know the secret of my being called the first beautiful man in Yunmeng city? Fang's cleansing soap, a century old brand of yunmengcheng, is trustworthy... With Fang's, you are so confident! Sales address: No.23, Liufeng street, Yunmeng city. You can give me 20% discount if you give my name... "

As he spoke, he slowly reached out his hand.

It's a white jade soap. It's shining in the palm.

A young official of the education department, who is in charge of the "thousand mile eye" camera, has no time to move the camera. This scene has been broadcast live to millions of people.

A stout and short bearded old man crowded in front of the big screen in the temple square. Seeing this scene, he yelled excitedly: "yes, it's me. It's my cleansing soap. It's a hundred year old brand. Ha ha ha ha!"

There was an uproar around.

At the same time, people who saw this scene were stunned in the major squares, restaurants, casinos and other places, as long as there were xuanjing screens.

what is it?

How come all of a sudden?

What is Lin Beichen doing?

A huge question mark and exclamation mark, almost instantly in all the people who see this scene, irresistible to emerge.

This has never happened before.

However, at this moment, the product of Fang's body cleaning soap suddenly entered the minds of countless people, even if they wanted to drive it away, they could not drive it away.

An unknown hundred year old brand, instantly got the explosive level of exposure.

The old shopkeeper pays

The price is only ten gold coins.

Education department government office.

Li Xiongfu, who is in the process of verification, immediately spurted out a mouthful of tea.

Fang Zhenru, the old director of the Department of education, slapped the folding fan on the table.

"Calm down, boss."

Around a group of officials to appease.

A brothel.

Ling Taixu, the old headmaster, was stunned for a long time before he burst out laughing.

"Beauty, see? This is my uncle. I've chosen my successor. After that, I'll be the first president of the third college. Ha ha ha... "

He laughed as he went up and down.

A few charming young women fell on him, smiling, some peeling grapes, some delivering wine, some feeding snacks, and some drinking with their mouths

Third college.

In the martial arts arena, the students of the three grades were silent for a moment.

Then I didn't know who took the lead, and they all burst into laughter.

The tense atmosphere dissipated in an instant.

……

National Royal junior college.

The second Hall of martial arts.

"Hahaha, it's an IQ game."

Lin Beichen finished the advertisement, licked a piece of bright red watermelon pulp on the corner of his mouth, and laughed: "chief examiner, count quickly, how many petals does this sword go down?"

The grey haired Wu Fenggu wiped the bright red watermelon juice on his face and roared: "Lin Beichen, what are you doing?"

I'm so angry that the examiners' dialects pop up.

"In the exam."

Lin Beichen said boldly: "isn't it just to kill the opponent? If they go down with one sword, their opponents will become thirty or forty pieces. If I go down with one sword, my opponents will become rotten and more deadly, so I think... "

"Shut up."

Wu Fenggu roared: "don't you think, I want me to think... You've fouled. It doesn't conform to the rules of sword speed war. The result is invalid."

Lin Beichen argued: "my Lord, I have read the examination rules in detail. If there are no rules, it will not work. I protest..."

"No protest."

Wu Fenggu interrupted directly and said: "the examiner has the final right to interpret the test results. Your test results this time are invalid. I will give you a chance to retest, otherwise, it will be considered as abstention!"

Then he raised his hand and picked off the watermelon pulp hanging from the gray hair.

"Er..."

Lin Beichen was speechless.

It seems that this opportunism failed.

Around the students, heard here, immediately relieved.

What Lin Beichen said is right. This time in the examination rules, it is not clear that this method is illegal, but it is obviously not in line with common sense.

If Lin Beichen's score is effective and the next talented students take part in the test in this way, would it not be a joke to see the top grades of Wei Yang, early morning and Cao Botian on the eve?

Anyone can crush them!

The assistant invigilator, who was covered with watermelon juice, came up to clean up the long black stone table and put on a new watermelon.

"Reopen the exam."

Wu Fenggu, the chief examiner, cheered.

He stood beside Lin Beichen, invigilating the exam at close range.

Lin Beichen sighed.

He is really not good at this subject.

After all, all his martial arts ideas are to build defense first, then escape, then strength, and finally practice swordsmanship.

And in Lin Beichen's opinion, there is no significance in how many swords can be produced in one breath.

It's meaningless that you can't defeat your opponent with ten thousand swords?

The real speed of sword lies in one sword.

He took the sword from the invigilator, held it in his hand, and watched the watermelon.

This observation reveals a strange thing.

What used to be as like as two peas, and the size of the watermelons used to be tested is almost the same. They are almost all the same. They are round and chubby, and the jade skin is so smooth that they are delicious.

"This melon is good."

Lin Beichen sighed casually.

Wu Fenggu was very serious. Hearing this sentence, he suddenly said with a smile: "of course, this melon is an emerald melon produced in our Wu family's Xiaoxishan melon field. It is irrigated by the underground spring of Xiaoxishan. There is no need to use the dark pattern array to accelerate the ripening. It is ripened twice a year and picked manually. It is not only beautiful in appearance, similar in size, but also seedless and thin skinned, It's sweet and delicious. You can only buy a silver coin by hanging it. It can be said that it's of high quality and low price... "

When it comes to the second half, the serious examiner is no longer facing Lin Beichen, but the lens of "a thousand Li Mu".

There was a dead silence in the martial arts hall.

Lin Beichen was stunned.

what the fuck!

More shameless than me?

I'm willing to give up.

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