Résumé

Zuo Teng's focus was on Zhang Xuezhou's lack of Aomeijia Language, but Ren Anran and Zhang Manqian were well aware that Zhang Xuezhou wouldn't do anything that wouldn't benefit him.

Even if this was Zhou Xin's initiative, it would still be the same.

Of course, Zhang Xuezhou simply didn't want to get involved in any trouble.

He had seen Montes Ganghao Gaogao slapping others in Qinmeng, and he had also seen Montes Ganghao.

This is definitely not a good impression.

No important person likes to be seen in a disheveled state.

The crowd that had gathered to watch Zuo Teng Zuo Teng led to his death, and Zhang Xuezhou felt that the same could backfire if waves of people continued to gather around Montes Ganghao.

He didn't know if Montes Ganghao was happy or not, but being treated like a monkey on display, Montes Ganghao probably wasn't happy.

The rest comes down to each person's eloquence and talent performance.

If the talents of the group are exceptional and Montes Ganghao's interest, then perhaps he can have some fun; otherwise, it's hard to find any real enjoyment.

Zhang Xuezhou followed the crowd and joined in the haphazard searching.

A short while later, he saw Xu Zhihui return, looking disheveled, following behind Zhou Xin.

"I sang 'The Winding River' for him," Xu Zhihui said helplessly, spreading her hands. "I don't think he'd like my tenor singing style!"

I can sing bass!

Xu Zhihui's high-note performance was a failure, which prompted a man in his thirties to step forward.

As long as Xu Zhihui is alright, everyone can give it a try.

If Xu Zhihui's high notes aren't good enough, then find someone with a low voice to sing and perform.

This made Zhou Xin think for a moment, and then he pointed in the direction.

"You can try one by one," Zhou Xin said. "I'll wait for you over there. One of you comes out, then you go in!"

Zhou Xin did not ask the name of the second person who volunteered, but instead led him to the alloy cage Montes Ganghao was imprisoned.

"Xu Zhihui, tell us about your experiences and lessons learned!"

Zhou Xin and the second self-nominated candidate disappeared into the passage, and Zuo Teng also asked Xu Zhihui to share more of his experience.

"I don't have any experience or lessons learned," Xu Zhihui said helplessly. "I just introduced myself to Ganghao, and then sang a line of 'The winding river, my beloved hometown,' and then he said 'Jin Nana La Gei' to me, and then I was brought out by Committee Member Zhou!"

"Your performance was really short," Zuo Teng said regretfully.

"I don't even know how I was eliminated," Xu Zhihui said, scratching her head.

"His words, translated into our language, mean 'Go to hell, you son of a bitch,'" Zuo Teng shrugged. "He's insulting you!"

"I learned a little bit of Aomeijia Language, but not this kind of swearing," Xu Zhihui said, her face darkening. "Do their higher-ups also like to swear like this?"

"High-ups..."

Zuo Teng pursed his lips, thinking to himself that Xu Zhihui hadn't yet seen these high-ranking officials fighting with wild animal excrement.

Anyone who has seen a bit of life will stop having any lofty ideas about high-level officials.

We are all normal people, just with some differences in individual strength and status, but no difference in human nature.

For example, his grandfather Zuo Lianguang, was quite petty; his father and uncle seemed to be on good terms, but when they had a falling out, they almost fought to the death.

To Xu Zhihui and others, everything the other side was thinking was just wishful thinking. They believed that the higher-ups were definitely in control and could win from afar, which was an excessive glorification and idealization of the higher-ups.

The other party even misjudged Montes Ganghao's preferences.

Zuo Teng felt that a warrior Montes Ganghao should not be able to appreciate classical music. Whether it was Xu Zhihui's high notes or other people's low notes, they were just noise to his ears.

"Tianhao, what do you think Ganghao likes?"

Having learned some lessons from Xu Zhihui, Zuo Teng also asked Zhou Tianhao with great interest.

Having undergone humiliation treatment by Zhang Xuezhou, his headache has subsided, and he is full of energy. Zuo Teng is very interested in getting involved in some matters.

In particular, Zuo Teng had asked Zhang Xuezhou for his opinion.

Of course, Zhang Xuezhou felt that this kind of thing wouldn't be very rewarding, but Zuo Teng thought it was worth a try.

Detaining Montes Ganghao for international exchange is no small matter, even at the highest levels.

Anyone who contributed to this matter could potentially be documented.

Such a record may not be of much use under normal circumstances, but it serves as a protective shield when it comes to promotions. A brilliant resume is enough to defeat 99% of the competitors when it comes to promotions.

Even if their research results are not outstanding, as long as they have this contribution, they can meet the promotion requirements and stand at the forefront.

"Zhang Xuezhou is quick-witted, but his experience is ultimately limited; he doesn't understand the workings of the Alliance States," Zuo Teng thought to himself. "He doesn't even consider that there are so many Lineage in Western Capital City, and not everyone is as outstanding as us. What did these people ultimately rely on to rise to the top?"

They either actively earn credit or are passively gilded.

Many young people rely on Lineage connections to create a stellar resume.

The major events mentioned by Zhou Xin are undoubtedly brilliant and difficult for Lineage to arrange. If one can successfully insert oneself into such an event, it would be a top-notch resume.

He and Zhou Tianhao discussed in hushed tones, and later they pulled Changkong Weiguang and Zhu Kuang aside.

"Brother Zhou, are you really not going to get involved in this Ganghao thing?"

Zuo Teng and his group were one group, and Zhang Xuezhou and his group were another group.

Seeing Zhang Xuezhou find a deck of cards and pass the time with everyone, Wang Li couldn't help but offer a couple of reminders.

"My abilities are limited," Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand and said, "I can't do these things!"

"It's a bit of a pity," Wang Li sighed.

"What's a pity?" Ren Anran laughed. "Your Brother Zhou doesn't lack this kind of experience for his resume. Don't you think about that beast? He has enough experience already!"

Zuo Teng still had to go to great lengths to build a stellar resume, but Zhang Xuezhou already had a past with Zhou Xin, hunting together.

This also aligns with Zhang Xuezhou's advancement in the field of alien beast psychology.

Even if Zhang Xuezhou produces shoddy papers in psychology in the future, the other party will most likely become an associate professor based on such a resume.

In comparison, ensuring Montes Ganghao's safe and smooth passage through his time on the cargo ship was less remarkable.

There are two major events on this ship: one involves Montes Ganghao, and the other involves Ferocious Beast giant bird.

In both of these incidents, there will inevitably be people who record them.

This involves Zhou Xin, Wang Haoran, and Zhang Xuezhou, and may also involve those who might allow Montes Ganghao to spend the rest of his time in peace.

"Didn't you think about doing something about it?" Zhang Xuezhou asked Ren Anran curiously.

"Like you, I'm not capable enough," Ren Anran shook her head and said, "I can't fathom the thoughts of such high- Sequence Holder, and I can't be of much use to them."

"Then forget it, lest Ganghao start cursing 'Jin Nana La Gei' again," Zhang Xuezhou said.

The cards were being tossed around wildly, and it wasn't until Wang Li mentioned his grandfather that Zhang Xuezhou realized Wang Haoran hadn't left the house for two days.