Under the gaze of countless eyes.

Cui Xian nodded towards the teacher.

Then he walked forward a few steps, bowed to the huge crowd below the stage, and laughed loudly: "Five years have passed in a flash, and people from all over the world have gathered at the debate platform -

"I am Cui Xian, a student of mine. I respectfully follow my teacher's instruction that 'time flies by like a river' and come here to fulfill my promise to debate the sutras for five years. Hello, everyone!"

"In the past, I was taught by my teacher and heard the words in Mencius, 'Do I like to argue? I have no choice.' I saw him debate with many scholars and he was so influential that he could influence them."

"I also admire my teacher, Mr. Donglai, who once had the style of 'debating against Jixia and surpassing Zhong and Zhang in calligraphy.'"

"I dare to imitate you, not to show off. I just hope to use the "Li Ze Dui, a gentleman teaches with friends" in the Book of Changes as a boat to trace the sage way together!"

"Although he imitated Yan Ying's argument of 'sweat becomes rain, sleeves become shade', he still abided by the precept of 'the friendship between gentlemen is as pure as water' in the Book of Rites."

"I am not here to compete for victory. Morality can be questioned, but sharp swords will not be exchanged; victory and defeat are common, but the feelings are preserved at the table!"

"If you will not object, please agree to three things: first, 'interpret the classics with the classics, and do not involve prophecies and divinations'; second, 'question each other on principles and morality, and do not harm the elegant friendship'; third, 'stop arguing at sunset, and compose poems by candlelight'."

"Even if there are disagreements, we should follow Yan Zi's teaching of 'harmony without uniformity'. Do you agree with this?"

This was the first time that the young man Cui Xian appeared on stage five years later.

Under the astonished gaze of thousands of people, he stood on the debate platform and spoke with neither arrogance nor humility.

Uninhibited and yet humble and gentle.

Even though they were still shocked that Cui Xian and Jia Shao were the same person, his opening remarks immediately attracted cheers and applause from countless spectators.

He is a man of unrivaled talent, and his reputation is truly well-deserved!

Feeling guilty, Pei Jian stood up as soon as Cui Xian finished speaking, clapping his hands until they broke, and shouted, "Good! Well said!"

beside.

The black fans of the Anti-Xian Alliance also subconsciously followed suit and applauded.

As a result, he raised his hand halfway, then suddenly realized what was happening and put it down with a cold face.

Yan Siyuan fainted and woke up again. Standing in the crowd, he looked palely at Cui Xian, whose every move on the stage was dazzling. He was horrified and angry to find out that -

How the hell is this person becoming more and more attractive?!

No no no!

There are thousands of "idols" in the world, if one doesn't work out for you, just change one.

We must not let this political prodigy set us up!