Shengshibaojian

Zheng Guangrong stood up with a whoosh, his eyes were extremely red, like a murderous devil: "Old man! You are doomed today!"

Zheng Guangrong was about to overturn the table with his hand, and a vicious fight was about to break out.

boom!

At the critical moment, the old scholar tapped a pen on the table to beat the noodles.

Ok?

Zheng Guangrong couldn't help but took two steps back. He clearly felt a strong force of gravity pressing on the mahogany tabletop. It was clearly a table weighing less than ten kilograms, like a towering mountain that remained motionless.

Even though Zheng Guangrong exerted all his strength, he never saw the mahogany table move half an inch, just because the old scholar tapped on the table with a pen?

how is this possible!How could this be?

Before this, Zheng Guangrong only obeyed one person from beginning to end, and this person was also his master in appraising treasures. Boss Mao, as a member of the Grandmaster Alliance and an orthodox seventh-rank grandmaster, his standard is naturally not to mention .

Except for Boss Mao, Zheng Guangrong is not convinced by anyone else in this world, but this old scholar made him suffer!I am the once-in-a-thousand-year golden pupil, how can I not be as good as a seven-year-old and 80-year-old old thing?Ahhh!

Zheng Guangrong exerted his strength again, his eyes were almost on fire from the air, and the roaring voice burst out: "Go to hell, old man! Ahhhhh!"

However, the result did not change at all. Even if Zheng Guangrong yelled loudly enough, the mahogany table did not move like a mountain, as if it was firmly nailed to the ground with nails.

"Young man! Confucius said that those who are sincere in their intentions should not deceive themselves. It is like a bad smell, like a lust. This is called self-modesty, so a gentleman must be careful about his independence." The old scholar nodded the pen in his hand and said: " What does this sentence mean? There are roads where you clearly know that the road ahead is impassable, but you still have to bite the bullet and go forward, and in the end there can only be one result, and you will be hit to the ground!"

"Golden pupil is a good seedling that is rare to see in a thousand years, and it is also a meal that God rewards you. Don't go astray because of impulsiveness, take one wrong step, and when you find yourself in the quagmire, that time is already It's too late!"

"Old thing! Are you so annoying!"

With a roar, Zheng Guangrong simply jumped onto the mahogany table, picked up the teapot on the table and hurled it at the old scholar's face.

But seeing the old scholar calmly raised the pen in his hand, he poked hard on Zheng Guangrong's hand.

Ah!

A bloodstain immediately appeared on Zheng Guangrong's tender white hand, and he immediately threw off the teapot in his hand in pain.

The old scholar resolutely reached out to catch the teapot in mid-air, and held it firmly in the palm of his hand: "It seems that Boss Mao has taught you some crooked ways in the past few years. Your cultivation is only at the sixth rank, if you reach the seventh or eighth rank, wouldn’t the sky be turned upside down, wouldn’t the whole city of Yanjing be messed up!”

"I'm fucking you! I want you, an old bastard, to take care of you! Go to hell!"

Naturally, Zheng Guangrong refused to accept it, and with an unprecedented strength between his hands, he swung two iron fists on the left and right, and punched the old scholar one after another.

The old scholar stood where he was and refused to give way. The pen in his hand aimed for the face of Zheng Guangrong's fist, and he poked it down again.

"oops!"

Zheng Guangrong's rage extinguished instantly when it touched the tip of the old scholar's pen, blood dripped down from the surface of his fist, and he shook his hands in embarrassment and screamed in pain.

Then I saw the old scholar, and took out a long wooden ruler from the shelf in the back room: "This is called a ruler, the ruler used by ancient private school teachers, it is specially used to teach those mischievous and disobedient students. You have been lacking a good person to guide and educate you since you were young." , today the old scholar will teach you a lesson for your parents!"

Seeing the old scholar shake his right hand, the ruler twisted in mid-air like a spirit snake, and slapped Zheng Guangrong's buttocks. The range of the slap was not too big, but Zheng Guangrong let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

"Snapped!"

"This first foot will teach you to be arrogant and unreasonable!"

Snapped!

"Second foot! I will teach you to be unruly and domineering, to be selfish!"

clap clap clap!

"This third foot will tell you one thing, no matter how capable you are! No matter how high your cultivation level is, you have to be a man with your tail between your legs. Monkeys also have Tathagata Buddha who can deal with you! The golden pupil is no exception!"

clap clap clap!

……

Zheng Guangrong in the back room was slapped, and the antique veterans watching in the hall of Xuanbaozhai watched it with great joy, and everyone clapped their hands and applauded.

"Fight well, fight well! You should teach this kid a lesson, because he is the golden pupil, because he has some fame, he is arrogant and domineering, and he doesn't know who he is! The old ancestors said that it is good, and the wicked have their own way." Wicked man, this old scholar was arranged by God to deal with you kid!"

"Did you see that! This is the real No. [-] teacher on the list of national teachers. It indirectly shows that Zheng Guangrong, your kid, is still a little bit far from the first place on the list of national teachers. The old scholar directly beat him, and beat him with a ruler. I can’t take care of myself! If you want to say awesome, you are still a great master of the older generation! The current master of appreciating treasures is simply embroidered on sacks—one generation is not as good as the next generation!"

"Beat, fight! Teach this kid a lesson! Beat until he is convinced! Don't say that the old scholar is here today, even if Shen Qiu is at home, this kid will also be taught a lesson!"

……

A few minutes later, in the back room of Xuan Baozhai.

The Internet celebrity was cute and huddled in the corner, covering his face with his hands and couldn't bear to look directly at Zheng Guangrong's miserable situation. The two bodyguards were also cleaned up by the old scholar.

Looking at Zheng Guangrong's buttocks, his skin was ripped apart, and his pants were ripped apart.

The old scholar was merciless, and Zheng Guangrong only begged for mercy in the end, and even changed his address to the old scholar: "Grandpa scholar, I was wrong! I was wrong! I will not go back to Mao's house, and I will not go to Mao's house." Participated in the National Teacher Ranking Competition, I will concentrate on staying by your side to learn some knowledge of antique history, I swear, I will never do it again!"

Zheng Guangrong was really scared by the old scholar, so he knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy: "Grandpa scholar, give me a chance! Give me a chance to reform! I promise I will listen to you in the future!"

The old scholar's eyes narrowed: "Boy, are you serious? If you really plan to come to the Confucius antique shop, I, the old scholar, will protect you even if I risk my life!"

"Seriously! I won't go back to Mao's house! I will follow you, Grandpa Scholar from now on!"

"Ah."

The old scholar stood up again: "Confucius said, people don't know the evil of their sons, and they don't know the greatness of their seedlings. No one is born with a bad kind of evil person. It's too late for you to turn around now. Don't worry, I promised you I will definitely honor it, and when I am gone in the future, I will give you all the treasures in the Confucius antique shop! I also hope that you will seize this opportunity to reform yourself! Fight to become the pride of the Yanjing antique circle and even the national antique authority in the future!"

"I didn't mean to beat you on purpose, but I just don't want you to go astray, especially seeing you being taught to look like this by Boss Mao, I feel very uncomfortable. The once-in-a-thousand-year treasure-appreciating genius can't just be ruined like this! "

Zheng Guangrong nodded again and again. He knelt on the ground and bought a cup of tea for the old scholar: "Thank you, Grandpa Scholar, for your love. Grandpa Scholar, you hit the right shot! Well done! Grandpa, please accept my honor..."

"Good good!"

The old scholar said hello three times in a row: "You are so gratified to have such a savvy old man. Originally, this old man has already shut down the mountain and closed the door. Today, I will make an exception and accept you as an apprentice!"

puff!

Before the old scholar finished speaking, the hot tea in Zheng Guangrong's hand suddenly splashed on his eyes, and the tea, which was close to boiling point, evaporated on the old scholar's face.

"Forehead……"

The old scholar couldn't dodge it in time, his eyes were slammed straight, and his eyes were so painful that he couldn't open them. He didn't expect Zheng Guangrong's sudden move!

"Hehe! Old man! You really think I want to ask you to be my teacher! What are you daydreaming about! I am the golden pupil of the ancient wizard, what ability do you have to be my teacher? Then with what you did just now? Pooh ! Overwhelming old stuff!"

A ferocious expression returned to Zheng Guangrong's face: "I'm too lazy to argue with you today, remember! Me! Zheng Guangrong! No one can stop me from winning the National Teacher Ranking Competition this time! I, Zheng Guangrong He is a born king!"