Chapter 43: Where does the false certificate come from?

"Advanced Book Ling?" The white-bearded old man looked at Jiang Zhou in shock and said, "Are you the new elder of our college? Young enough."
"Hahaha, I am young enough, but I am not an elder, but a new disciple." Jiang Zhou scratched his head and said with a smile.
"New disciple? Impossible, this advanced calligraphy is not something ordinary people can have." The white-bearded old man stared at Jiang Zhou, and asked: "Where did you get this advanced calligraphy?"
"Master Zhang gave it." Jiang Zhou answered truthfully.
"That's not right, even Master Zhang doesn't have a high-level order." The white-bearded old man stared at Jiang Zhou suspiciously, looking at Jiang Zhou's facial expression seriously, and wanted to see how Jiang Zhou's facial expressions were. Did not lie.
"Master Zhang gave it to me, but it was made by the dean." Jiang Zhou said seriously, staring at the old white beard sincerely to prove that he was not lying.
"The dean asked Master Zhang to give it to you?" The white-bearded old man said in shock, as if he had remembered something, and said, "Are you Jiang Zhou?"
"Yeah, I am Jiang Zhou." Jiang Zhou touched his nose. He didn't expect that he was so famous now, and even the old man who took care of the library knew him.
Hearing Jiang Zhou nodding and admitting that he was, the white-bearded old man walked around Jiang Zhou a few times and said: "Are you the martial and spiritual master of Tianzong?"
"It's me." Jiang Zhou nodded again. It seemed that all the teachers in the academy knew that Jiang Zhou was a martial arts wizard.
"Good, good!" The white-bearded old man looked at Jiang Zhou and nodded, and said three times.
"Okay? What's okay?" Jiang Zhou stared at the operation of the old white beard, wondering why the old white beard was so happy.
"It's nothing, you can leave after registering." The white-bearded old man was vague, skipped the topic and said: "You can leave after registering."
"Then...Is there a limit to the number of exercises I borrowed?" Jiang Zhou said, shaking the exercises in his hand.
"No, there is no problem with how many books you want to borrow, and there is no limit to the time for return." The white-bearded old man paused and emphasized: "But you can't borrow or take it outside the college. After all, this is the college. The exercises collected over the years."
"No problem." Jiang Zhou nodded and agreed. After registering, he walked out of the library with a stack of exercises.
Seeing Jiang Zhou's departure, the white-bearded old man smiled with his hands behind his back: "Hehe, Wuling Shuangxiu, Tianjing Academy finally has hope, there is a chance to soar into the sky."
It wasn't until Jiang Zhou walked far that he couldn't see him that the old man with white beard turned and returned to the library.
Without knowing it, Jiang Zhou wandered around the academy with his things, watching the scenery in the academy and a group of youthful teenagers. Jiang Zhou missed this feeling very much.
Just as Jiang Zhou was looking around, he walked away from the three disciples with small signs on their chests and stared at the piles of exercises Jiang Zhou was carrying.
"Hey! Stop." The leading disciple yelled at Jiang Zhou.
"Me?" Jiang Zhou pointed to his nose and asked.
"Is it you or who?" The disciple next to him added.
"Something? If something is going on, please speak up quickly." Their tone made Jiang Zhou very upset, and Jiang Zhou's tone was a little bit aggressive.
"Something? There's a big thing!" The leading disciple said in an extremely bad tone, "Where did your practice come from?"
"Where did you care about me? What kind of thing are you?" Jiang Zhou was a little angry, but was suppressed by him.
"What am I?" The leading disciple clicked on the small sign on his chest, and said arrogantly: "The leader of the picket team of Tianjing College, who specifically supervises whether the disciples of Tianjing College do things that endanger the Academy."
"I'm going! There is such a thing as a team leader in this world?" Jiang Zhou thought to himself that this title made him feel a little cordial.
"Where did the exercises come from?" The picket leader saw Jiang Zhou dumbfounded and asked again.
"Oh, I borrowed it from Cangshuge." Since they belonged to the picket, they should tell the truth and settle this matter quickly.
"Don't think about lying to me! When I don't know? Each disciple can only borrow one copy at a time. You have more than ten books in your hand and tell me that you borrowed it from the library?" The picket leader raised his voice. He wanted to use his momentum to force Jiang Zhou to tell the truth.
"I really borrowed it from Cangshu Pavilion. I have a book order here. I will show it to you." Jiang Zhou said, and took out his advanced book order.
The picket squad leader snatched the high-level book order in Jiang Zhou's hand, looked at it carefully, and sneered, "Can you make a clear investigation before you cheat, can the high-level book order be owned by ordinary disciples? They are all elders and above? Can you have it, are you an elder?"
"Although I am not an elder, why should I investigate if I am true?" Jiang Zhou was stunned. Can this thing be faked? What anti-counterfeiting mark shouldn't be used for such a precious thing?
"Bah! Bragging, you have to pick something similar!" The picket squad leader threw the advanced calligraphy in his hand to the ground, disdainfully said.
"Pick up my advanced calligraphy and wipe it clean." Jiang Zhou twitched his eyes when seeing his senior calligraphy being thrown on the ground, and said in a deep tone.
"What to pick, it's a fake." The picket team leader walked to Jiang Zhou, pointed his index finger on Jiang Zhou's chest, and said, "I can grab you now in the name of endangering the precious resources of the Academy. For interrogation."
Jiang Zhou reached out and grabbed the index finger of the picket squad leader, gently snapped it, and stared into his eyes and said, "Did you not hear me when I was talking to you? I asked you to pick up my order!"
"Ah! You dare to move me? I tell you, you are abolished, and after you provoke me, you don't want to stay in this academy anymore, I will let you get out sooner or later!" The picket leader screamed, still arrogant Said.
"I, let you, pick up my things." Jiang Zhou looked at the eyes of the picket leader and said in a serious tone.
"Bah, what do you pick up, and the fakes are worth picking up for me?" Although the picket leader's face was flushed with pain, his tone was still strong, "Fuck me, grab him and interrogate him, I think he stole it. The practice of our courtyard college!"
"Yes!" The two picket members agreed and rushed towards Jiang Zhou viciously.
Jiang Zhou loosened the hand that held the index finger of the picket squad leader. Before the picket squad leader was happy, a slap was placed on his face.
Snapped! With a crisp sound, the picket squad leader's teeth were all slapped. Jiang Zhou was really angry this time. The precious things Master Zhang gave him were thrown on the ground as fakes. How could Jiang Zhou not be angry .