This handsome student is called Fan Mingxuan. He is the best and wise student of the First Academy of Nanyue. He has been awarded the title of a great scholar in mathematics at a young age.

The idea of ​​men being superior to women being inferior has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts. He stepped on the stool next to him, and his eyes were full of contempt.

"How can women's ambitions be compared with men? They can't catch up with the IQ gap!

The teaching staff is not as strong as us. Any teacher who teaches in our college is a big shot. It is already a great gift for us to come here."

Other students from South Vietnam also spoke,

"The standard for measuring a country should be our country's literary and military strategy. What are the jokes of these women? We are not here to visit the kiln!"

"Hey, the kiln bullets sound better than this, and I'm almost asleep."

These students spoke loudly, and the girls in the front row were blushing and angry.

As the daughter of a noble family who is worthy of gold and jade, how could she bear this insult?

Yin Wanyang was indifferent to the performance and took the time to take a look at the audience, thinking that he could see the scenes that everyone was fascinated by her.

Who knew that the group of people in Nanyue were lying there without any scruples and yawning without any politeness.

"Bang."

The envoy general kicked a stool away.

The stool flew to the stage and smashed the candlestick.

The loud voice made Yin Wanyang look pale.

The girls in the audience were all nervously pale.

"So your Canglan College is going to have such useless academic exchanges with us?" The envoy could not listen and looked disgusted.

Dean Fang stood up and stated, "Academics have no boundaries, this is just a kind of exchange that cultivates sentiment."

The envoy general spat, "The so-called cultivating sentiment is a waste of time. The silk and bamboo wind music in our country is made by the kiln sisters in the yard. Only inferior people who do not come to the table will listen."

Fan Mingxuan raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "When it comes to musical instrumental performance, the three strings you just played were all circulated in our Nanyue. We played the useless song to communicate with us. Is this the sentiment of you Han people?"

When the girls heard this, they were furious.

Do people in South Vietnam have a strong sense of superiority?

Go to your mother's country!

Is your country the origin of all things?

Yin Wanyang's performance was a joke in the other party's eyes.

Several masters were very angry. It seemed that being looked down upon as women seemed to have become the norm. They followed Dean Fang to establish the Women's College.

In decades, the trend has finally reversed and improved the status of a woman.

As a result, these people from outside easily rejected their efforts.

President Fang's face was even colder than the Qianshan Snow Lotus, and he asked coldly, "Are you here to exchange academics today or find fault?"

If you are looking for trouble, then just send it to the emperor with a letter and let the two countries start a war."

The envoy general smiled and said, "War? Why do you have to do it so seriously? Since it is about exchanging academics, you must have to communicate IQ. But I think the women in Canglan Academy are very worried."

He pointed to Fan Mingxuan and other students and introduced, "Let's say that, these are the elite students of our First Academy, and they all represent the foundation of our First Academy.

Student representative Fan Mingxuan was a child prodigy at birth and could make arithmetic at one year old. At the age of eight, he created many new types of arithmetic problems, which were widely circulated in various countries. Before he was still young, he was already a great scholar in mathematics!”
Chapter completed!