"Today, I am not the only one who is humiliated. The path of Revelations and the entire atmosphere of the academic world has been humiliated as well. If this lowly trend cannot be restrained, countless of others will be humiliated like me in the future!" At the podium, Ingmar was still speaking with gusto. Angry and sad, he did not realize that everyone was looking behind him in confusion, and continued speaking.
"Therefore, I advise the council members to seriously consid—" Just as he was getting to the main point, he felt someone poke him, and poke him, and poke him again. The pen cap did not hurt but it was annoying.
"What the f*ck are you poking me for? How annoying!"
Ingmar’s voice suddenly stopped. He spun around and glared at the other. "Presumptuous!"