Chapter 38

There was more than one ignorant live audience, but many super dirty old drivers responded.

Jiang Pengji looked at the barrage and laughed. The master was a well-known old Confucian of the Liu family. To put it bluntly, he was an extreme turtle hair.

The old man is most polite. If his sitting posture is slightly wrong, he will be corrected, let alone sit in front of him.

Not to mention this era, even in the near ancient times, which bear child took off his pants and walked birds everywhere without being beaten by fat?

Not to mention, the cousin is an adult man at this age.

[smuggling into Africa]: 2333 I see. The little boy may have had a stroke last night. The anchor kindly asked him to go back and have a rest.

It's really meat, but the object of falling in love with him is not a sister, but a serious man.

Jiang Pengji is very sensitive to smell. When the cousin approaches her, she smells the smell of another person on the other side. This kind of smell needs a period of close contact to get so heavy.

What's more, she had smelled the smell before. It was the little fellow who waited on him to read.

In addition, there was a little light afterthought smell on him, plus the little strawberry quietly popping out of his neck, and the walking posture was a little unnatural... Tut Tut, this made her feel that ancient children were really open.

[Wutian]: I see. That's what our party said - Senior fags, grab 23333 from a baby

Looking at the increasingly dirty barrage on the screen, Jiang Pengji, who has always been yellow and violent, smiled without saying anything.

[bring me my gun]: Gee, it's a joke to talk about it, but it's disgusting to do it.

In this regard, Jiang Pengji's attitude is very open-minded. In her era, same-sex marriage is legal.

[anchor v]: it's not disgusting, but it's a kind of talk and even fashion in this era. It is the so-called "red flag at home does not fall, colorful flags float outside, concubines on the left and fags on the right. It is a very common phenomenon to talk about romance and snow, poetry and songs.

Jiang Pengji searched Liu Lanting's memory. The current situation is indeed like this. Men are beautiful in white and delicate, and their clothes are more and more gorgeous. They have to paint every day. Needless to say, some eccentric guys have evolved into the point that they have no face to go out without incense and grease.

[bring me my gun]: but the anchor... You want to marry when you are old in this world. Men become the norm... What if you marry someone who is not human?

There are so many wives in modern times, but it's not so easy to choose divorce in ancient times, is it?

No matter how disgusting and bored I am, I can only hold my nose for a lifetime.

Jiang Pengji didn't think about it, because there was no concept of "marriage" in her mind.

Her eyes turned and she thought of how to deal with the audience.

[anchor v]: no matter how delicate and beautiful a man is, for me, the gender is wrong. I don't even have sexual interest.

All silence

Then the next second, the backstage prompts the audience [Lily Sego] to reward 520 lovers.

The price of Valentine's heart is the same as that of lollipop, but the latter is a pink sign of love.

[smuggling into Africa]: I'm in a trance. I just like such a straightforward and cruel anchor.

The backstage prompts the audience to reward 520 lovers.

Looking at the general reward, most of them are Valentine's hearts or lollipops, which directly drowned the system prompt.

Jiang Pengji: "

She not only has an ideological generation gap with the ancients in ancient times, but also with these near ancient humans watching the live broadcast. It seems that she didn't say anything to poke their sensitive points just now? She herself was ignorant of this reward.

The system pressed down the inner excitement and secretly poked Jiang Pengji, "host, did you see it now?"

Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows and asked in her heart, "what do you see?"

"The audience's reward mood needs to be mobilized. As long as someone starts at a critical moment, other audiences will follow and reward generously... So do you want to hire me as your navy and reward you occasionally?"

When the system said this, Jiang Pengji could imagine a flattering funny face winking at her.

Jiang Pengji voted No: "no talk."

The system is called a Qi. When can our host have the consciousness of an anchor?

This is a very normal means in the industry. It can't be called fraud. Small investment has high return. Why don't you agree?

An anchor, in addition to his excellent strength, also needs the cooperation of team hype. Otherwise, are those local tyrants coming from the strong wind?

Isn't it that the local tyrants of the Navy throw bricks to attract jade, hook out those local tyrants who have a sense of comparison, and make the other party willing to pay out step by step?

While talking nonsense with the system, Jiang Pengji, who was suspected to be distracted, was caught by the master above.

"Liu Xi, repeat the paragraph I just said."

The master had a serious face. If he had changed to normal times, he would have scolded such distracted students with a black face. However, if the object was Jiang Pengji, he would have been a little impatient. Now there are ups and downs in Hejian. Isn't it the kidnapping and abduction case two days ago?

Jiang Pengji got up, thought a little, and repeated the teacher's previous words exactly.

The master twisted his beard, satisfied, and asked leisurely, "so, what do you think of this?"

Some people are naturally able to endorse. For example, Jiang Pengji is really unforgettable and has amazing observation. However, reciting a paragraph does not mean that she can understand the content of that paragraph.

However, in view of Liu Lanting's identity, others still have great expectations for Liu she's only legitimate son.

The article that the master just said was written by a famous Confucian scholar. The content is somewhat material. It has nothing to do with the wind, flowers, snow and moon. The theme directly refers to the hidden danger of the northern frontier in Dongqing - the three ethnic groups in Northern Xinjiang. Is it to win Huairou or attack deterrence?

The great Confucian thought that the three ethnic groups in Northern Xinjiang had fought against Dongqing for many years, and both sides had suffered heavy losses. The people on the border of Dongqing were unable to make a living, and people were tired. At present, the imperial court of the three ethnic groups had the intention of peace talks, and repeatedly hinted that they would marry their beloved daughter into Dongqing. Why not push the boat with the water?

If Dongqing accepts the peace talks, the two sides will temporarily stop and have a good cultivation and rest?

However, in such matters as negotiation, only when the opponent is brought to the negotiation table can he take the absolute initiative.

"If you are not my race, your heart will be different. The ambition of the wolves of the three races in Northern Xinjiang will not be wasted by small favors?" Without winning or losing, the peace talks are useless. Jiang Pengji smiles and speaks clearly, "Dongqing and the three ethnic groups in Northern Xinjiang have been deadlocked at the border for several years. The two sides have won or lost, and Dongqing has not lost. At this time, if it is a homeopathic peace talks, why should the sacrificing soldiers be? This is the next policy to benefit the enemy and harm himself, but the great scholar speaks frankly about the peace talks, and his heart can be punished."

The master's original soft face suddenly stiffened. He didn't expect that since Jiang Pengji really had the courage to spray Confucianism directly!

There was also a commotion among other students. They were also talking about this article just now, but they all expressed their views tactfully, with ambiguous attitudes. They were not biased towards the main war or peace talks. They had their own reasons. No one dared to stand firmly in one of them as soon as they spoke.