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"Well done!"

Longling secretly praised Zhao Chengfeng, and her face flushed with excitement. Long Ling thought that Zhao Chengfeng was very eloquent before, but she didn't expect that she could talk so much and scolded people quietly. It's too fierce.

"In the end, Pan Jinlian doesn't know whether it's her son or grandson. Pan Jinlian thinks that if she doesn't do it twice, I'll just have more children and grandchildren. How nice it is to build a kingdom."

"Therefore, as long as the people on this isolated island can have a relationship with anyone unconditionally and have children, the more the better. However, Tianbian, or Watanabe, have left their memories, because they can't tell who the father of the child is, so their name carries the place name of the time."

Many students still did not respond, but Matsui's face is not very good-looking, his name inside not with place names?

"Finally, there are more and more people on the island. Pan Jinlian thinks that since she wants to create a country, the most obvious symbol of the country is the national flag. She has to design and display the national flag, otherwise it's too shameful." Zhao Chengfeng continued: "later, Pan Jinlian thought, ah, isn't Wu Dalang a pancake seller? Then use the shape of Shaobing as the prototype. It's not good to have Shaobing alone. Isn't hanging on the flagpole the meaning of white flag surrender? Pan Jinlian thought, "how bright a woman's great aunt is. It's her great aunt."

"In this way, the flag designed by Pan Jinlian came out." As Zhao Chengfeng spoke, he went up to the platform and drew the shape of the national flag, replacing his aunt with a red pen.

"This is the origin of Japan!" Zhao Chengfeng said in a loud voice.

"Nonsense

"That's bullshit!"

"You, you are insulting our country!"

Zhao Chengfeng's voice fell, and all the people at the scene except Long Ling were angry, including Matsui and Ogawa. Both of them glared at Zhao Chengfeng angrily.

Tell a story? Ah bah, it's just swearing. It's shameless to scold almost all the Japanese. It's really something.

"Well, I didn't insult you. I said that's what I know about Japan. That's how it came to be." Zhao Chengfeng said in a loud voice.

"You fart!"

With an angry look on his face, Matsui said, "you're just talking nonsense. We don't come here like this..."

"Not like this? How can you prove that this is not the case? Can there be videos or pictures as evidence? Take it out and let's see. " Zhao Chengfeng interrupts Matsui and sneers at him.

"I..." Matsui immediately muddled force, an old face, red white, white green, extremely ugly.

How can I hear this sentence so familiar? When I think about it carefully, I just understand what is "one report for another". I just stopped saying that the Chinese massacre does not exist? Because there is no video, no pictures, there is no evidence, there is no evidence, Japan will not admit. But Zhao Chengfeng's turn is a slap. Don't you want pictures and videos? Now I can't take it out myself.

What a cunning boy!

"Mr. Matsui, although you are a history teacher of Jingdong university with profound academic knowledge, the world is so big that there are many things you don't understand and don't know. It can't be said that you don't exist without knowing." Zhao Chengfeng continued.

"You

Matsui is so angry that he stomps. Unfortunately, he has nothing to do with Zhao Chengfeng. That's the fact. He really can't produce any evidence.

"Well, let's go on to class. I dare not delay your precious time." After hitting the face, Zhao Chengfeng walked back to Longling and gave the woman a smile.

At this moment, Long Ling was so excited that she almost cried, not only for herself, but also for China. At this moment, Long Ling finally knew what it was called "war of words".

In this classroom, almost all of them are Japanese elites, but in front of Zhao Chengfeng, they are as vulnerable as little dolls!

"You're so good!" Long Ling whispered.

Zhao Chengfeng waved his hand indifferently and said, "aren't there just a few thieves? I don't even want to do it. "

After Zhao Chengfeng made such a fuss, half of the class time passed, but he didn't learn enough. On the contrary, the whole class, except Long Ling, was greatly damaged by Zhao Chengfeng.

In Zhao Chengfeng's eyes, the Japanese are the murderers of China, or the descendants of a dissolute woman? This is chiguoguo's insult and slap.

"Then let's go on to class." Matsui gives Zhao Chengfeng a fierce look, but he has no choice but to deal with the classroom first.

As soon as the students heard this, they knew that their teacher didn't know how to fight back, so they had to open the textbook again and listen to the teaching.

"According to the Chinese side, a total of 310530 people died in the Chinese massacre. I really doubt this number." Matsui took a look at the book and looked at Zhao Chengfeng and long Ling again. "How did you get this number? Has it been investigated? "

"Cluck!" Long Ling bit her teeth, and the "Grass Mud Horse" in her mouth almost didn't bolt, but she was finally held down by Zhao Chengfeng.

Zhao Chengfeng pressed Longling, shook his head and said, "No

"Then you're just a fluffy female. There's no basis at all. It's just slander!" When Matsui hears the speech, he is happy. It's best if he hasn't investigated. That's what Laozi and others say.

Zhao Chengfeng had a sense of killing in his heart, but his face was not angry. With a faint smile, he asked: "in the second war, the Japanese nation was defeated. In Fujita County, there are thousands of Japanese women who were forced by the American soldiers. Did you go to investigate and ask them if they have pleasure?"

"You

As soon as Matsui Lifu heard this, he felt a burst of Qi and blood surging in his chest. He almost didn't get angry by Zhao Chengfeng.

Matsui finally knows what it means to sprinkle salt on the wound. This is the real way to sprinkle salt on the wound! It hurts so much that you can't even say anything, and you can't even refute it, because Matsui also sprinkles salt on the wound. Unfortunately, his strength is not as strong as Zhao Chengfeng's.

blamed!

"Now that Japan and the United States are on good terms, I think they should have been happy at first. After all, your ability is not very good." Zhao Chengfeng glanced at Matsui's crotch, made a mockery at the corner of his mouth, and immediately sat down again.

A war of words? Are you my opponents? A bunch of rubbish!

"Class is over!" Matsui drank violently, threw the book, turned and left.