Chapter 15 The shit basin is rimmed with gold
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"Babar is a powerful intelligent life form!"

Nangong Yi said seriously.

Babar is a being that can fight with Ultraman, and he almost killed Leo.

It is indeed powerful! Wisdom!

"A powerful intelligent life form?" Bibi Dong looked skeptical.

When Nangong Yi said these three words just now, it didn't seem like he was referring to some powerful or wise existence.

"Are you Babar?" Bibi Dong asked.

"I don't deserve it!" said Nangong Yi.

"In our place, only the real Babar can be called Babar!"

"Don't look down on Babar! Konoa Road!"

Bibi Dong's eyes twitched.

She suspected that this boy was scolding her again!

But she didn't understand!
"If you don't understand something, just ask me directly. There are too many books here, and no one has sorted them out for many years, so it's hard to find useful information." Bibi Dong said.

The information in Wuhun City's library is indeed huge, but since there are restrictions on who can enter this terrifying collection of books that is tens of thousands of years old, it is difficult to even arrange for people to organize it, so it is very messy.

If there is no guidance from the old man who has been in charge of the Spirit Hall's collection of books and whose family has inherited the library for thousands of years, if you want to find what you want in the vast sea of ​​books, you can only pray that you are lucky enough. Otherwise, a person may not be able to read even one percent of the books here in his entire life.

Just flip! Not read!

"I was just passing by and came in for a look." Nangong Yi shook the book in his hand.

"The top ten core competitiveness of martial spirits?"

When Bibi Dong saw these words written on paper, her emotions changed noticeably. Even though she tried her best to suppress it, it was still very obvious.

"Ahem, what do you think of this book?" Bibi Dong asked expectantly.

"A shit pot with gold rims!" Nangong Yi complained subconsciously.

Bibi Dong's face darkened instantly.

"What shit pot? What gold rim?"

“Uh…” Nangong Yi looked embarrassed.

"Do you know the author of this book?"

"Yeah." Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes and stared at Nangong Yi, determined to get an explanation from him.

"Then I can only say that this book is awesome!" Nangong Yi gave a thumbs up.

"Brilliant!"

"This book is so beautifully written, every word is a gem, it makes people feel intoxicated when reading it, as if they are in a magnificent and colorful literary world!"

"Every page is full of wonderful ideas, which are amazing, as if opening a door to wisdom and enlightenment!"

"The author's writing is delicate and detailed, the characters are vividly portrayed, and the plot is full of ups and downs, which makes people unable to stop reading!"

“The whole work is like a magnificent symphony, with beautiful melodies and compact and powerful rhythms, which makes people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves for a long time!”

“It is truly a masterpiece that is worth reading again and again, and it is full of endless enjoyment!”

Bibi Dong's face became darker.

A literary world? Vivid characters? A dramatic plot? A symphony?
The content of this book is theoretical research! It is not a love-hate story!
If you have the guts, be a little more pretentious!
"Um... aren't my praises enough?" Nangong Yi asked doubtfully.

He has already spoken so against his conscience, isn't that enough?

"Actually, I have a more passionate version of this book..."

"Stop!" Bibi Dong raised her hand to interrupt.

"Explain clearly how you got your shit pot gilded in the first place!"

Qian Daoliu had said this when he mocked her. She remembered it, but she didn't care and didn't take it seriously. But now, this sentence appeared again!
"Um... do you want to hear something nice or the truth?" Nangong Yi asked.

He has always been considerate and will not force anyone.

There is nothing wrong with false things, and it doesn’t matter if you deceive yourself. Just be happy.

Obito said it well, what's wrong with the world of illusion? Reality is too cruel, it will only make the void bigger and bigger, sometimes it will make people unhappy, and sometimes it will make people unable to help in time.

What's wrong with fake?
False beauty and cruel reality, if you can choose, is there really anyone willing to choose the latter?

If so, he can only say that the reality experienced by this person is not cruel enough, and he doesn't even know what cruelty is.

Bibi Dong waved her hand and closed all the doors of the library.

"to be honest."

"Then I will risk my life to accompany you!" Nangong Yi's face became serious.

"You little jerk, bring me all those books I just read."

Tianjing Beast looked depressed, "Master, my name is Tianjing Beast, not Little Trash."

"I know, little piece of trash, you little piece of trash who only knows how to talk back, hurry up." Nangong Yi urged.

"Yes." Tianjing Beast started to act with a helpless look on its face, and picked up all the books that Nangong Yi had just flipped through.

"What do you mean?" Bibi Dong asked puzzledly.

"Look, these are the gold edges."

Nangong Yi pointed to some books he had just happened to read that "coincidentally coincided" with Yu Xiaogang's theory.

"These things have a history of at least several thousand years, and they were all summarized and recorded by the predecessors of the Spirit Hall."

"Then, your friend's book coincidentally gathers all these things together. Of course, this is only a part of it. After all, there are too many things in the library. This is all I have seen."

"Then in this book, apart from the overlapping parts, there are obvious differences in terms of wording and citations, which is what I call the shit pot."

“If you haven’t read the original novel, you won’t feel it too obviously, or you won’t think too much about it, but if you have read it, you will feel it very clearly.”

"There is a clear difference between what a young person writes and what an old scholar in his seventies or eighties writes. Even if the imitation is very similar, if you look carefully, you will find that the book is obviously patchwork."

"In the eyes of professionals, this book is a classic example of putting gold rims on a shit pot."

“And there are a lot of parts in this book that are taken out of context. To use the words of my former teacher, it’s the essence that is taken and the dregs that are made up!”

When he was working on his graduation thesis, he was criticized too many times by his supervisor.

"Your paper is written like Dream of the Red Chamber."

"Why? Do I have the legacy of Cao Gong?"

"This is full of nonsense!"

After four years of failing in college, he really didn't know what else to write in his thesis except talking nonsense.

"..."

After listening to Nangong Yi's explanation, Bibi Dong's face was full of disbelief.

"If what you said is true, this has been published all over the continent, why hasn't anyone said anything about it?"

"Why do you think I made such a conscienceless comment about that book just now?" Nangong Yi looked strange.

Please, Bibi Dong used to be a saint, and now she is the Pope. How can you offend her?
Do you think your life is too long?

Today, if it weren't for his status as the heir of a god and his relationship with Qian Daoliu, would Bibi Dong listen to his explanation? Or would she just slap him to death?
And who is Yu Xiaogang? The son of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex leader!

No matter how down and out he is, no matter how much he is despised by his own family, it cannot change the fact that his father is Yu Yuanzhen, the top Titled Douluo on the continent!
Taunting Yu Xiaogang? Isn't it shameful for Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex?
The big sects always have a unified solution for such things.

Can't solve this? Can't I solve you?
What is the ending?
Standard answer: The truth has been investigated clearly. This incident is purely a slander against Yu Xiaogang. The person involved has pleaded guilty and apologized to Yu Xiaogang and the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex.

Where is the person involved?

Oh, he committed suicide to apologize.

(End of this chapter)