The Group Pet Sister Became the Petite Bag of the Powerful Minister

   Chapter 403 Song Zhao hangs the South Vietnamese Mission 7

   A few days later, the general envoy brought the elite students of their first college and a long column of military generals to the Canglan College for academic exchanges.

   Dean Fang and four masters, with all the students, stood at the gate of the college to welcome them.

  Although they knew that the Nanyue Kingdom was a bad visitor this time, they still had to save their face.

   Let the other party not make mistakes, which represents the demeanor and self-restraint of their country.

   And Da Shengchao also wanted to take the opportunity to find out the cultural level of the other party.

   The envoy led a group of people on horseback to the gate of the academy.

   Dean Fang took the lead, said a few scenes, and then offered to lead them to visit the college.

"It is said that Canglan College is the first-class college of your grand dynasty. I thought it would be so luxurious and high-end. I didn't expect...harm! Don't mention it!" Such a good face, full of malice rushing towards his face.

   The long team behind him let out a laughing sound, a group of men's voices, and the vicious call of Dean Fang's face was slightly condensed.

   As for the masters and the thin-skinned girl, they blushed directly.

   had long expected that the visitors from the Nanyue Kingdom would be unkind, but he did not expect the other party to be so arrogant and have no education at all.

The envoy chief did not wait for Dean Fang to speak, and led the team directly into Canglan College, "It's better if it's smaller, I'll walk more to save, I don't particularly want to visit such a shabby college, just walk around. Let's go."

   Dean Fang twitched the corners of his mouth and motioned for everyone to follow with a blank expression.

  Since Nanyue Kingdom didn't even pretend to be a scene, she was too lazy to talk.

   Let the envoy lead a group of people wandering around.

   Dean Fang did not speak here, but the students brought by the envoy kept talking, and every sentence and every word was critical of Canglan College.

   Every flower, every grass, every wood and brick has been insulted over and over again.

  The people on the side of Dean Fang who listened to him almost couldn't control the power of the flood.

   "This horse farm is so small, not as big as my backyard."

   "The resources of this academy are really bad, and the environment is not elegant enough!"

   "Women's academy, really can't make it to the top."

  Wen Nuo stood behind his mother Ren Fuzi and rolled his eyes.

   What I thought in my mind was, where is your yard, your home is the Hulunbuir Prairie.

   Don't even look at what black bear skin you're wearing and talk to me about being elegant, you idiot!

  Yin Wanyang, as the student representative who received them, had a close contact with the whole process of being insulted.

   She went from full of confidence to forced smile.

   Knowing that Nanyue Kingdom is so difficult to serve, she would not come to be insulted.

  Song Zhao's decision not to come today is simply too correct.

Yin Wanyang tried her best to squeeze out a smile and said softly, "Since the tour is over, then follow me to the academic exhibition hall for the first stage of artistic exchange. I am the second student of the elite school, and I specially prepared silk and bamboo pipes for you. A fun show.”

   The envoy chief was rather impatient, "Then just listen to it."

   Soon a group of people came to the academic exhibition hall and took their seats one by one.

  Yin Wanyang stood on the stage and started to perform his musical instrument with all his attention.

   For today's scenery, she practiced day and night, and she believed that she could play in the sky and the ground, and she would definitely make the South Vietnam country go down.

   As everyone knows, the men on the side of Nanyue Kingdom are simply uneasy and kind.

The commander-in-chief of the envoy crossed his legs and said to a handsome student beside him, "Did you hear? This is the cultural heritage of the Han people! It's really nothing! What kind of silk and bamboo wind music, a group of women have nothing but romantic and romantic all day long. ambition."

   (end of this chapter)