This martial artist just wants to be an official

Chapter 143 Fan Jinzhongju's Hai Wuyang
Never thought.

Lu Yuanzhi never expected it!

Hai Wuhai, you are!

How can you make such a joke with me?
Jiaofang Division...

It was the first time that Lu Yuanzhi heard the word Jiaofangsi from Hai Wuyang's mouth.

He glanced at his cousin in surprise.

This kind of words can be said, it seems that he has great confidence in himself.

"Ha ha."

Lu Yuanzhi just smiled slightly.

Seeing Lu Yuanzhi's smile, Hai Wuyang also showed a trace of confidence on his face.

"I hope you can still laugh after a while."

This sentence is what the two of them are thinking at the moment.

Prejudice is like a mountain that no one can climb.

In the same way, the information gap is also a big mountain.

Even the story of putting rice on a chessboard that the elementary school students in the previous life knew, everyone in this world doesn't take it seriously.

Even the peerless geniuses of Qinghe Academy are the same.

Hai Wuyang took out a grain of wheat from the bag of grain indifferently, and gently placed it on the chessboard.

Looking up at Lu Yuanzhi, there was even a hint of pity in his cousin's expression.

Of course Lu Yuanzhi noticed the abnormality on Hai Wuyang's face.

Just smiled indifferently.

Although the surrounding maids have undergone strict training from the palace, although their faces are expressionless, they are still curious in their hearts.

They have been getting along with the two sons of the Hai family for some time.

They also have a general understanding of their personalities.

Strictly speaking, Lu Yuanzhi belongs to the kind of easy-going, usually a little out-of-the-ordinary young man. His self-confidence and unrestrained attitude towards people and things are exactly the dreams of countless young girls.

Although Hai Wuyang is also extremely handsome, but compared to Lu Yuanzhi's level of life, he is a little bit worse.

It's not that he is harsh on these maids and servants, but that his usual paralyzed face is really scary.

So in the eyes of servants, Hai Erlang is not as popular as Mr. Lu.

"Ah."

With a faint smile on Hai Wuyang's face, he leisurely took out two grains of wheat from the bag and put them in the second grid of the chessboard.

So far, Erlang's smile is still very relaxed.

"Brother, I really advise you to study more."

Wuyang raised his head and glanced at Lu Yuanzhi, who was expressionless, with a hint of earnestness flashing across his face.

The corner of Lu Yuanzhi's mouth twitched slightly.

Regarding Hai Wuyang's words, he felt powerless when someone ridiculed him for driving too much gas.

I already drive a Ferrari, why do I still care about the oil?
The corners of Lu Yuanzhi's mouth twitched slightly: "You let go first, I can remind you, a gentleman says a word, and a horse is hard to follow. Don't forget our bet."

"Ah."

Hai Wuyang just moved his nostrils.

Lu Yuanzhi smiled.

While the two were talking, Hai Wuyang's hand didn't stop.

Still smiling, he began to fill in the squares on the chessboard.

It's just that when the time passes by every minute and every second.

A bead of sweat gradually appeared on Hai Wuyang's forehead.

It's not that I'm scared, but it's really hard to count the grains one by one.

"One thousand five hundred and eighty seven, one thousand five hundred and eighty eight."

Hai Wuyang looked serious.

Lu Yuanzhi watched leisurely from the side. .

In fact, Lu Yuanzhi still admires his cousin's seriousness.

Such a boring counting millet.

If Lu Yuanzhi hadn't known the answer in advance, he might not be willing to count by now.

But Hai Wuyang was serious.

Until about half an hour or so passed.

The cousin glanced at the remaining half bag of wheat grains.

"Put all of these in the next grid."

Hai Wuyang couldn't help frowning slightly.

Lu Yuanzhi smiled lightly, took a grape from the maid with his mouth, and waved his hand.

"It's ready for you."

There was a hint of gloating in Lu Yuanzhi's voice.

Hai Wuyang naturally heard his elder brother's ridicule, and at this point, he actually had some vague guesses.

But his state of mind at this time is like that of a drowning man who finally grabs a life-saving straw.

When scratching the prize, even if you scratch a word of thank you, you will still insist on scratching out the sentence thank you for your patronage.

This is the mentality of Hai Wuyang at this time.

"This box is two bags, this box is four bags, this box is eight bags..."

Hai Wuyang was stunned, staring at the chessboard.

Finally muttering to himself, as if possessed.

Lu Yuanzhi watched the show with a smile.

After that, Hai Wuyang looked at Lu Yuanzhi blankly, still muttering to himself.

"This one is the whole Hai family, the next one is two Hai families, and the next one is four..."

After that, Hai Wuyang's eyes were full of madness.

"This one is a capital city, this one is two...the next one is four..."

"One Dayong's grain, two Dayong's grain... four Dayong's grain..."

However, Hai Wuyang's trembling fingers just touched less than half of the chessboard at this time.

"how so……"

"how so……"

"One life is two, two begets four..."

Hai Wuyang's eyes were full of confusion.

When he looked up at Lu Yuanzhi, Lu Yuanzhi was stunned.

Because when he saw his cousin, his eyes were bloodshot.

"All right?"

Lu Yuanzhi frowned and glanced at Hai Wuyang.

The cousin's eyes were still immersed in madness.

Still not coming out of his own world.

Lu Yuanzhi frowned, and he stepped forward to grab Hai Wuyang.

Unexpectedly, Hai Wuhai shook off Lu Yuanzhi's arm directly, his face still full of shock and disbelief.

"Doesn't that mean..."

There was no Lu Yuanzhi in Hai Wuyang's eyes, but only a gray sky.

"Millions of clans! 500 years! One life is two, two is four, four is eight!!"

Hai Wuyang's voice was trembling: "500 years! The clan's population is more than a million!!"

No wonder! !

No wonder! !The group said the treasury was empty! !

Hai Wuyang's body was already trembling along with his own voice.

Lu Yuanzhi frowned, but he didn't interrupt his cousin, who was really smart.

Just relying on the chessboard I gave him, I can already see so many things, and with a little association, I can associate it with the issue of the clan.

This can actually be described as a wizard.

It's just that his current mental state may not be optimistic...

So Lu Yuanzhi was also ready to punch his cousin at any time.

After all, he is his own cousin, so what if he falls into madness.

Don't you hear the madness of Fan Jinzhong when he was promoted?
If it weren't for the old man's slap, Mr. Fan might be a new mental patient...

Uh, one of Lu Yuan slapped his forehead and found that he was thinking a little too far.

How can Fan Jin compare with Qu Shen?
Hai Wuyang is a genius recognized by Confucianism and Taoism for so many years!
When Lu Yuanzhi looked at Hai Wuyang again, he found that Hai Wuyang's eyes had gradually regained clarity.

(End of this chapter)