Yan Ning obviously didn't know this, hesitantly asked, "Are you... are you sure?"
Zhang Jingdong held back his laughter: "Of course I'm sure, and do you know he also said another outrageous famous saying?"
"What saying?"
"He once said that the love between mature men and young men is more noble than the love between men and women, so this guy is most likely a blue-eyed."
"This..." Yan Ning was momentarily confused, "How is that possible?"
"It's very possible, don't you know, ancient blue-eyed people were much more formidable than now!"
"For example, our country's Han Dynasty emperors, and the famous Longyang Jun, and in the West, those so-called philosophers and artists are hotspots for blue-eyed people, like Plato, Michelangelo, and the famous Da Vinci."
"In those days, if you weren't blue-eyed, you'd be embarrassed to tell people you were into art."
Yan Ning might have been too shocked by this, and couldn't speak.
