The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 210 Mohism (2)

"who I am?!"

When Yan Luoshui heard Song Lanyi say such words, he felt incredible at first, and then felt an uncontrollable anger.

Ever since she heard the news of Song Lanyi's entry into Beijing, she has always regarded Song Lanyi as her biggest imaginary enemy.

She was always watching Song Lanyi's every move.

Until this moment, when she thought she could hold Song Lanyi's most painful foot and stand on the moral high ground to criticize her, Song Lanyi actually said - "Who are you?"

This is even more powerless than punching cotton!

Yan Luoshui's cheeks were flushed with anger. She tried her best to imitate the appearance of her mother in memory, put on a nondescript and arrogant appearance, and said, "You don't know who I am? It's ridiculous! A fake is a fake, you..."

When it came to fakes, Yan Luoshui choked suddenly.

She looked at Song Lanyi's cold, emotionless eyes that were almost devouring, her heart trembled, and she could only hold back the rest of the words in her heart, not daring to say any more.

After a lot of effort, she stumbled and said, "Aren't I right? As a woman, you should be chaste, quiet and virtuous. Like you, this is simply unfeminine!"

Hearing this, the surrounding academy girls were a little displeased.

If Song Lanyi didn't respect women's morals, wouldn't they be even more disobedient?
It's just that they couldn't say much because of Song Lanyi's presence.

Song Lanyi listened quietly to this passage, and then sneered, "What is women's morality? I have only heard that morality is to restrain oneself, but I have never heard that morality is to restrain others! Let alone this so-called female morality , is specially used to restrain women! What kind of virtue? What way? For whom? Who is the ultimate beneficiary?"

After being questioned by Song Lanyi, Yan Luoshui turned pale and took a step back involuntarily.

Even though she was influenced by her mother since she was a child, Yan Luoshui couldn't help but feel at a loss at this moment.

Who is right and who is wrong?
However, Song Lanyi did not stop because of this, but took another step forward, imposing like a rainbow, "I used to be naive, I only thought that it was men who oppressed women and created a code of ethics that restrained women. But I never thought that there are people in the world who worship patriarchy so much." Women who are not religious, regard the standards set by men as the norms for restraining women."

"It's like Hualou's mother always greets customers with a smile, famous talented women are always cold and aloof, and the ladies in the boudoir are always chaste and virtuous. But who said that every woman should be classified and defined as this look?"

Song Lanyi's words were like a thunderbolt, waking Li Qingzhao who was in a daze.

That's right, who said... She must live out this life according to the definition of her in the world in her previous life?
This world is already different, and she is ready to get in touch with this colorful and colorful world.

When Yan Luoshui saw more and more people surrounding him, he felt a little flustered.

She seemed to realize that maybe Song Lanyi was right.

It's just that she doesn't agree.

but……

She still didn't want to admit defeat.

As soon as she turned her eyes, she saw beside Song Lanyi, the tall, slender woman who looked full of melancholy in her eyes.

Yan Luoshui suddenly came up with a brilliant idea.

She stretched out her hand and pointed at Li Qingzhao, "You said that every woman should not be defined, but the poems she made cannot escape love and love?"

Hearing this, everyone turned their attention to Li Qingzhao, who had been taciturn all along.

silence.

In the silence...

Li Qingzhao suddenly smiled, and with her hands behind her back, she slowly chanted:

"Life is a hero, and death is a ghost."

"So far I miss Xiang Yu, but I refuse to... cross Jiangdong!"

In the first half of the sentence, everyone's mood fluctuated when they heard it.

What a boldness, what a great pride.

It's just that when they heard the next sentence, they were a little puzzled, even confused.

What does this sentence... mean?
What Xiang Yu, what Jiangdong, does it have any special meaning?
Just as Yan Luoshui was about to open his mouth to criticize, he saw the vision of Mingzhou rising.

She moved her lips a bit, but finally she could only shut her mouth.

After reading this poem, Li Qingzhao seemed to be rejuvenated.

Her figure is no longer illusory and flickering, but truly... integrated into this world.

It was quiet for a few seconds, but then, thunderous applause followed.

Especially the round-faced girl from before, her hands were flushed.

Many young girls surrounded Li Qingzhao, their eyes sparkling.

"To be a hero in life, to be a hero in death. This first sentence makes my heart surge. Sister Li, what do you think? You can come up with such a poem!"

"I just don't know what kind of character Xiang Yu is, but he can be written into this poem..."

Song Lanyi stood outside, watching the scene with a smile, and was about to speak, when suddenly, she was slightly taken aback.

Just now...

With a large amount of talent injected into the dream space, the dream space... seems to have been upgraded.

This time, what Tao will be open?
Song Lanyi suppressed the flying thoughts, and sank his thoughts into the dream space, and saw three cards appearing in front of him.

Without hesitation, she stretched out her finger and lightly touched one of the cards.

The card rotated slightly, revealing a large character - "Mo".

Song Lanyi's eyes widened.

Mo family?

The way of the agency?

This seems to be different from her painting style, right?

----

Song house.

Steward Wang sat on the steps with his chin propped up, his eyes were loose, and he looked straight ahead, looking a little sad.

Behind him is a dark night scene.

There was a smarter boy next to him, he trotted forward and licked his face, "Grandpa Wang, what are you worrying about? Our young lady has made a big splash in her freshman year today, you should be happy."

Butler Wang glanced at him and sighed again, "You don't understand. That's why I'm worried."

No matter how clever the boy was, he was a little puzzled.

"What do you say? The sage has approved this matter. Is there anything wrong?"

Steward Wang gave him an annoyed look, "What do I tell you so much, kid? Go, go, go..."

The boy pursed his lips, but he didn't dare to say anything after all.

On the contrary, Steward Wang stood there for a long time, comforting himself: "Forget it, it's not bad to be able to get to where I am today. People, contentment and happiness."

Song Lanyi was completely unaware of what happened outside.

She was lying on the bed, but her mind was immersed in the dream space.

She stood in front of the bookstore engraved with ink characters, poked her head, and took a look inside.

But at this moment, above the nine heavens, a saint was greatly frightened.

"What the hell is this place?!"

Seeing the appearance of the dream space, Mo Sheng was so shocked that he pulled out a strand of beard without knowing it.

(End of this chapter)