"What nonsense!"
"Are you upset and muddle-headed?"
Chen Qingzhu gave her husband a speechless glare, then pointed at the TV screen: "Keep listening, let's see what Qiushan says."
"Utter nonsense!"
"Talking gibberish!"
Lin Moxuan used his baseball bat as a cane, glaring at the TV screen. By now, Shen Qiushan's interview was nearing its end. With a confident expression, he spoke to the camera: The old steed in the stable still aims for a thousand miles; the hero, in his twilight years, still retains his bold spirit!
Prime Minister Cao was 53 years old when he wrote "The Tortoise's Longevity," and he still had such ambitions.
And I'm only 38!
Is it too much to ask to get into Sanjiang University?
The interview with Shen Qiushan ended there, followed by Zhou Ruolin's concluding remarks.
Lin Moxuan angrily said, "Quoting Cao Cao's poetry, who does he think he is to compare himself to Cao Cao!"
