After the five school students had eaten and rested for a while, the afternoon was also carried out separately. They were the comprehensive manufacturing process of Jinmushi in the life department. Although the hawthorn basically dominated the life department, the total score of the life department was only equivalent to the science and technology. Half of the section, while the science and engineering section of the small leaf day began to calculate the matrix, in a completely crushed posture to defeat the Zhuge family.

When Lin Liang saw the Zhuge family, he always had some embarrassment. He thought of his brother Ziyu (Zhu Gejun), from his brother Gong Yu (Zhuge Birthday), his three brothers were in their place, they were under the Emperor’s hand, and their brothers were in the East. Wu engaged, public rest in Cao Wei from the army, but unfortunately our endings are difficult to return to the sky, their own life is five-year-old, although the brother died of illness, but his son and the same as the child was killed, but I have passed the Poisson to me, and finally it is In order to leave a brother's pulse, it is also the inheritance of Zhuge's family. As for the public defeat, the tribes are defeated, and it is good to have a son as a hostage in Soochow.

What is this? Our three brothers are fighting Sima's for the rest of their lives. I didn't expect to lose at the end. Jia Wei looked at Lin Liang's eyes and smiled. "I am against the treasure, I can't press on his life. Cao Yu’s kid and his son are not short-lived, and there is something about Sima Yi’s little devil.”

"You are talking about Zhongda?" Cao Cao smiled. "The kid is deep, the mind is deep, and the heart is deep. He always has someone who compares with me. He reasoned. Why is he compared with me? Literary literature is not as good as me. I am singled out. Only one hand can pinch him, play politics, he still teaches me, these are not the key, he and the nephew have made the same mistake, that is to indulge the sect, the local tycoon, what **** nine products are right, people no matter where The human dregs selling the sandals at the market there also said that they were the uncle of the great Han, so that a clown and a clown were entangled in the old man’s skin to death, and he also set up a Han Han...”

"Nine products are in the middle, the first emperor is the Han family clan." Lin Liang has not finished, the two looked at him indifferently. "You will not be true letter."

"But I want to come to this clan, there is no flaw. The Jingwang of Zhongshan is a humanoid Teddy. There are hundreds of sons. The leaves are scattered and the hens are the same as the hens. To him, Nakayama prince and grandson are afraid. Together with Sun Shiwanda Hefei, I feel that as long as it is surnamed Liu, it can be said that he is a descendant, and the ghost can find out." Cao Cao’s gaze makes Liu Bei have some eyes, do not guess that there is filthy Come on, go and look at Lin Liang, "You are talking about bad things about me."

"No, I am talking about Sima Zhongda." Lin Liang smiled.

"If I help the Han room to complete the reunification, hehe." Liu Bei’s sadness and sorrow made Cao Cao and Sun Quan who came over disgust.

"Roll." Cao Cao was speechless.

"But look at the people Sima Zhongda and his sons, I feel that we are three stupid X, your son is short-lived, your son is incompetent, my son is in a coup, and the sons of the people are united in the world, hehe." Sun Quan is a bit stunned.

"Can you say euphemistic points." Cao Cao thought that although the child is a sinister sinister but how to say it is also his own son.

"Oh.." Lin Liang also sighed.

"What do you sigh, the royal family is yelling at you.. Speaking, you and Sima Yi are still relatives." Cao Cao's words made Lin Liang more speechless.

"How do you say that?" Liu Bei asked.

"This and I know, I recently read the history books to find inspiration, to audition the costume drama to see, found that his brother Zhuge's daughter married Sima Yi's son, the Western Jin Dynasty was a thief who was a grandson, that is his great grandson. People are different from us." Sun Quan’s words made Lin Liang laugh and cry.

"It turns out that." Liu Bei held his chin and slowly nodded.

Xiaoyetian returned to the rest area, and a few old men in the Linhai Solidarity Team shouted in the coat of his life, Master Xiaotian.

“Small Heaven Master Weiwu! Add extra money for the molecular vibration and space project of our Science and Education Building Center!!”

"Put your fart, this is for our multi-focus light technology!"

"Don't argue, what Xiaotian Master likes most is my project on particle collision."

"No! It is my gravitational wave weapon!"

"It is clearly my new anti-matter weapon technology!"

These middle-aged old people played a group, and Xiaoyetian sighed. "Don't fight, go back and I will find a way to allocate funds to you."

"Master! You are our bright light in the ocean of science!!" The fight that everyone stopped.

"Do you still have money?" asked the thorn.

"Let the patent shares have been made. These students, in the research center building where I work, are my proud students, although they are a little mediocre." Xiaoyetian’s words made the thorns linger for a long time, she still knew the old men. That is the ace of the Linhai Ninth Scientific Research Center. The research on Linhai is not in the five schools, and such a master is actually a student of this gimmick. She only went in for a few months. . . And most of the time is still playing games with us.

"I heard it! Master Xiaotian said that we are her proud students, and that we are mediocre!!!" The crowds burst into tears.

"At last it was not waste, garbage, single cells, stools." A thank-you old man wiped the tears of excitement. "Master she actually praised me for being mediocre."

"Not complacent! We want the master to see that we can go further in mediocrity! A little mediocre." Another old man with a thousand degrees of myopia is obviously a very pretentious whisper in everyone.

"Then is excellent." A middle-aged Mediterranean fell into fantasy.

"Damn! You heresy! Live! It is so arrogant! How can the master call us mediocre people for excellence! You are not a true disciple of the master!! Do not understand the master's contempt for trampling Meng! You are not worthy of wearing the robes!! Out of our ninth research center! Damn fake disciple!!"

"Get out! Get out!!" There are a lot of faces on the side to burn the pagan momentum.

"I was wrong!! Please forgive me for my failure!!"

"If you admit mistakes, if you are useful, then what about science!!"

"Reading that you have a major project in your body, it is not impossible to spare you, but the death penalty is exempt, and the living sin can't escape! We are promoted to mediocrity, you are still waste, garbage, single cell and stool!"

"Ah!!? I don't want to be a waste, garbage, single cell, stool, I have to be promoted..."

"Well!? Do you want to resist the fair trial of all our ninth scientific research colleagues?!"

"Say! What are you!!"

“Hey, I am waste, garbage, single cells and stools.”

"Large! You! Yes! What!!"

"Okay! Don't bother me to rest! Smell!" Xiaoyetian's words are like sound isolators. The scientific research crowds are silent, and they continue to condemn those who speak madly.

"..."..."The thorn rose just silently returned to the position, holding his forehead and facing the sea. . . It is a magical place.