Chapter 113 Thoughts about Eight Years Old

The cheers around gradually stopped.

Just when Gongsun Linglong was planning to take the lead and find the venue.

Luo Yan didn't give her a chance and said preemptively: I have heard the high-profile discussions of Mr. Gongsun Long, the contemporary head of a famous artist. Among them, there is a topic about the white horse not a horse, which leads to some interesting ideas. I wonder if Mr. Gongsun is interested in discussing it with me?

Have you made a move?

Sure enough, come prepared.

Gongsun Linglong narrowed her eyes and a hint of dissatisfaction flashed. Since Luo Yan wanted to argue, she was naturally not afraid. However, before that, she planned to suppress Luo Yan and couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckled: Before discussing the problem of Mr., Mr. She might as well solve the problem for the little woman first. After all, this debate was the little woman asking the little woman.

Since the gentleman’s question is derived from a white horse, why not let’s debate on this issue?

Don’t you feel bored if you’re the old trick?

Luo Yan despised him for a while, but he kept a smile on his face and said softly: Please.

Since the gentleman agreed, he would use the title of White Horse.

Gongsun Linglong kept a confident smile and said slowly.

I understand that the white horse is not a horse, and there is no need to introduce it in detail. I think the theory proposed by Mr. Gongsun Long is correct. White horse does not equal horses. There is no need to debate this statement, but the real conclusion derived from this topic should be that horses are not white horses. No means that they do not belong to them. Horses and white horses are just names. Horses can represent many stallions, which are collective terms, while white horses only represent a kind of horse and are individuals.

The two naturally cannot be equated.

Mr. Gongsun thinks that?

Luo Yan interrupted Gongsun Linglong again and said something he wanted to say, with an expression that I knew very well and talked freely.

The answer was clearly organized, which made Gongsun Linglong unable to find any flaws for a while. The most important thing was that Luo Yan directly agreed. How could she refute this? Under common sense, shouldn’t the other party refute?

Everyone thinks it is right, how can this debate continue?

Sir, is he giving up directly?

Gongsun Linglong covered her mouth, her tone with a slightly pity-like tone, asked.

I just think this question is not as interesting as mine. It is not worthy of admitting defeat. I agreeing does not mean that I admit defeat. Since Mr. Gongsun still wants to debate, why not talk about the topic of Gongsun Long’s inhumanity?

Luo Yan raised his lips and asked with a smile.

The moment he finished speaking, Gongsun Linglong's expression frozen because Luo Yan's words meant a bit insulting.

He still scolded his grandfather.

Arrogant!

Young Master Yuese drew his sword and rose up, and without thinking, he scolded Luo Yan angrily.

With such a good opportunity, how can you miss the opportunity to show love to your beloved?

How can you evaluate Senior Gongsun!

Stop and sit down!!

Before the others could speak, Gongsun Long spoke directly, his eyes were open at this moment, and he looked at Zhao Shen calmly and seriously. The debate was serious for famous artists, and others were not allowed to enter the venue to intervene. This is the rule.

If the famous masters themselves did not abide by this rule, the famous master would have been hacked to death long ago.

Then there will be someone who will give famous artists a chance to talk.

Zhao Shen's stupid behavior was destroying the foundation and rules of famous scholars.

this……

When Zhao Shen heard this, his expression suddenly became ugly. He looked at Gongsun Long, and finally gritted his teeth and sat down, just staring at Luo Yan, as if he had held a grudge against Luo Yan.

Luo Yan glanced at Zhao Shen. If he read it correctly, this guy drew his sword to him just now.

This shows that he is hostile to him and wants to move.

This made him feel insecure.

Luo Yan thought of it with some fear in his heart, and then he looked at Gongsun Linglong again and said softly: Do you still continue to debate?

I'm debating!

If Gongsun Linglong could curse people at this moment, this national curse would probably blurt out directly.

This is not a debate, is this a complete way to criticize his grandfather, or is it a sing and singing with Luo Yan? How can I continue to debate!

This time the famous guy has met his opponent!

The Six-Finger Black Hero had already started laughing loudly at this moment, and his hearty laughter was extremely refreshing, as if he had vented his once depressed depression.

Yàn Dangan stood beside him, looking at the Six-Fingered Black Hero laughing. He didn't know what was going on, so he could only guess roughly that Luo Yan won, the famous guy lost, and he lost a bit miserable.

No, I admit defeat, I don’t know what kind of arguments there is!?

Gongsun Linglong was no longer pretentious and became a little cold and asked in a deep voice.

If you step on someone, you will be stepped on instead. This feeling and taste are obviously very uncomfortable.

But Gongsun Linglong can afford to lose.

Famous artists have this confidence.

I have a boat, which goes out to sea every day, so it needs to be repaired. Basically, I need to change a piece of wood every few days. If I keep changing this way, sooner or later, all the wood boards will be replaced. Then is this boat still the original boat?

Luo Yan's eyes flashed, he looked at Gongsun Linglong and said slowly.

Asked famous modern logical questions.

The moment I heard this question.

Gongsun Long's eyes below suddenly shone, staring at Luo Yan tightly. He seemed to be more interested in Luo Yan than this question.

Gongsun Linglong hesitated directly and didn't know how to answer for a while.

She felt that there was a huge trap here. If she was not careful, she would step on it and lose a lot of money. Moreover, no matter how she answered, there were problems with this question.

For a moment, Gongsun Linglong's logical thinking began to be confused and his expression was serious and dull.

The scene suddenly became silent.

Brother, what do you think?

Honglian's simple little head naturally couldn't figure it out, and looked at Han Fei and asked.

Han Fei looked a little serious, thinking about Luo Yan's problem, shook his head slightly, and said softly: This problem of his is even more difficult than that of a white horse. The famous master has suffered this time.

The fourth son Han Yu on the side had completely reflected his eyes, which was even hotter than Gongsun Long.

That is the determination to win Luo Yan.

Every time Luo Yan will surprise him and surprise him. Do you understand this feeling?

Sir, you are becoming more and more fascinating!

The fourth young master Han Yu whispered to himself.

Wei Zhuang and Zhang Liang were also pondering Luo Yan's question at this moment. This question seemed simple, but it was extremely difficult to debate. In essence, it seemed to have become a different ship, but in name, this ship was still the original ship, and the conclusions formed between the two are also different.

It's very vague, and it seems that no matter how you answer, it's right and wrong.

When I was eight years old, I felt that an old man was repairing a boat and had this doubt in my heart. Until today, I hope that the famous masters will give me some advice.

Luo Yan smiled slightly and said softly.

And this sentence also made Gongsun Linglong clench his fists, Luo Yan was too much!

Insulting his grandfather again.

Feeling like eight years old!

I believe you!