Journey To The West: Cultural Invasion Beginning With Comics

At this time, in the Chengxi Confucius Institute.

A group of students stood in their respective positions, all bowing their heads, not daring to let out the air.

On the podium, the old master held a ruler in one hand, and flipped through a book of "Dragon Ball" in his hand with the other, looking at the contents above, his eyes were full of anger.

"Is this what you read on a daily basis?"

The master threw the Dragon Ball heavily to the ground.

At this time, at his feet, dozens of "Dragon Ball" have been thrown.

These are all just found from the students' book baskets.

That's why he was so mad!

No wonder he recently felt that the students suddenly became serious in class, not to mention sleeping, they didn't even take a nap, they were all immersed in their studies.

At first, he thought it was because he taught well, but now he realizes that these students are reading this vulgar little Book of Human, and no one listens to his lectures!

"You are ridiculous! This kind of thing can also be called a book? There is no difference in literary style. The whole Dabai words are not logical at all, and the image is even more exposed. Let this kind of thing exist in the world, it is simply against the scriptures of the sages. insult!"

The old master stretched out his trembling fingers and pointed at the students one by one, his lips trembling with anger.

"You said, you have four books and five classics that you don't read, and there are Confucian classics that you don't read, but you want to read such vulgar things! Has all your years of study been in vain?"

Everyone was angry when they heard that the Master had demoted their favorite Dragon Ball to nothing, but most of them didn't dare to say anything.

In the academy, the master is heaven, and if you dare to go against the master, there is often no good end.

"Dragon Ball is not as bad as you said..."

In the corner, Du He couldn't listen anymore and muttered softly.

Everyone else looked at him with admiration, and they all showed their approval.

"How dare you talk back!"

The master glared at Du He, and sneered: "Why, do you still think the old man is wrong?"

"Okay, you think this book is good, then you talk about this kind of vulgar book that advocates violence, what did you all learn from this kind of book?"

Du He was said to be blushing with a thick neck, unable to reply. The other students were even more silent.

"I learned... Turtle School Qigong."

At this moment, a word suddenly came from the corner.

Du He and the others all looked at Cheng Chumo with admiration and gave him a thumbs up in secret.

The Master was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that someone would dare to refute, but before he had time to speak, another voice sounded.

"I learned... Afterimage Fist."

Qin Huaiyu looked at the master stubbornly.

The performance of the two seemed to give other students courage.

"Learn Transfiguration!"

"Learn Langfang Fengfengquan!"

"Learn that the earth is round!"

"Learn that there are Saiyans in the universe!"

"And the Nameks!"

"The Namekians make dragon balls!"

"Stupid, not all Namekians can make dragon balls, only a few can!"

...

As if the gate had been opened, the students spoke one by one, becoming more and more confident, and even a little excited as they spoke.

"You, you..."

The Master's face was flushed, and he looked at the students below in disbelief.

He suddenly felt a dull feeling in his chest, he clutched his chest, didn't lift it up in one breath, his qi and blood attacked his heart, and he fell straight back.

"No, Master fainted!"

A student exclaimed immediately.

When everyone saw it, they all gathered around with a hula, but they didn't have time to take care of the master. They all hurriedly picked up the dragon balls on the ground and put them into their respective arms.

"What should I do, who is going to get a doctor!"

"Remember, what happened today has nothing to do with us!"

"Yes, the heat in the academy is unbearable, and the master fell to the ground due to heatstroke. It has nothing to do with us!"

...

Go back to the worry-free bookstore.

Cheng Yaojin and Du Ruhui were sitting at their desks, one holding a mobile phone and the other holding the Three Kingdoms, and they were addicted to watching.

"Wang Situ made a series of tricks, and Taishi Dong made a scene at Fengyi Pavilion. Lv Fengxian shot a halberd, Cao Mengde Yu defeated his division, Sima Hui recommended celebrities again, and Liu Xuande visited the cottage..."

With the presentation of classic stories one by one, Du Ruhui became more and more excited as he watched, and he couldn't stop at all.

"Seconds, this plan is very good, the wisdom of the ancestors is really extraordinary..."

Du Ruhui greatly admired the great advisors described in the book, and each of their strategies made him fascinated and secretly exclaimed that they were wonderful.

Immersed in these stories, he seems to have returned to that era, defected to a certain lord's account, high-spirited, racked his brains to offer advice for the lord, and conquered the world.

Now he has completely forgotten what he said when he laughed at Cheng Yaojin before, what about the little Book of Human, the wisdom contained in it far exceeds those of the previous military scriptures.

If such books can only be considered unpopular, then there are probably no books that can become popular in the world.

Next to Cheng Yaojin is in a similar state, addicted to Dragon Ball and unable to extricate himself. *