Ye Feng immediately picked up the pen and signed his name on the challenge book, Zhou Yu was stunned, and after thinking about it, he thought that this third brother had never been defeated since his debut, and the fighting spirit he cultivated was inevitably too high, and it was not a good thing for him to lose a small defeat.
You need to know that it is rigid and easy to break, and the frustration of court sword fighting, which is not worried about life, is the most suitable for sharpening his heart.
There are still ten days before the end of the literary meeting, and after today's poetry and composition competition, it will enter the most ornamental Oiran competition period of the literary meeting, that is, the beauty contest of the Great Zhou Kingdom.
At that time, talented female prostitutes, celebrities and ladies, and even the princesses of the county lords of the Great Zhou Kingdom will show their talents on the same stage, compete for beauty, and let everyone feast their eyes.
"Third brother, what kind of literary meeting is that, it doesn't seem to be very fun, let's not go today, okay?"
The third brother fought with others, but he annoyed others and made a sword competition that made Qiqi very worried, and now the eldest brother is gone, and the second brother is gone, and the only third brother who stayed by his side has become Qiqi's treasure, for fear that he will miss a little.
Although Qiqi is only a seven-year-old child, she has seen a lot of palace trickery, and this seemingly performative palace sword fight may be a conspiracy used by others to plot against her third brother.
If the third brother goes to Wenhui again today, he will be in the limelight, and maybe he will provoke some more powerful opponents.
"Kiki, you don't want those treasures anymore," Ye Fengqi said.
"Don't."
Kiki said, "What Kiki wants, just go back and let her mother buy it for Kiki, other people's things, Kiki is not rare at all." ” "Seriously" After Ye Feng saw Qiqi nodding affirmatively, he thought that those treasures were not very useful except for being exquisite, and he needed to know that time was not waiting.
Instead of spending time fighting for those false names, it is better to use it to level up.
"His Royal Highness Prince Feng, the Queen of Heaven has sent a will, asking His Highness to try his best to capture the Wen Kui of the Royal Cultural Conference of the Great Zhou Dynasty."
Just as Ye Feng was about to go back to the room to practice his leveling, the officials of the Celestial Dynasty stationed in Hojing came to visit and brought the will of the Queen of Heaven, "The imperial court has great expectations for His Highness, and if His Highness can successfully capture the Great Zhou Wenkui, he will be rewarded with a thousand Heavenly Dynasty contribution points." ” Speaking of this, the official put his mouth close to the root of Ye Feng's ear and said in a low voice, "This is the compromise agreement between Niangniang and the clan, if Your Highness can win the championship in one fell swoop and raise the voice of the royal family of the Heavenly Dynasty to the outside world, the clan will not blame His Highness for humiliating King Hong." ” Early in the morning, Mr.
Jiang, accompanied by his beloved apprentice Qin Hong, came to the competition venue of the Wenhui.
Today is the most important competition of the literary society, qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are just the hobbies used by the literati to cultivate their minds, and poetry and articles are the literary ways that represent the achievements of the literati, especially the articles.
Poetry is more talented, but articles are more reasonable.
Therefore, in the scoring of the Wenkui competition, the two items of poetry only account for 20% each, and the article item accounts for 60% exclusively.
Old Master Jiang is determined to raise his eyebrows and win the championship in today's Wenkui competition, and humiliate the little devil who has humiliated him to death these days.
However, as soon as he arrived at the competition venue, Old Master Jiang was immediately confused.
In the past, almost everyone was the first little devil team, but today it was almost time for the game to start, and there was not even a single figure in sight.
The strong sense of aggrieved suddenly hit the heart of Old Master Jiang, this is like a declining man who has been sluggish knocked three dragon and tiger pills in a row but caught up with the limelight of sweeping pornography and couldn't find a young lady, so do you have any experience in this area "Ouch, Old Master Jiang has been looking up for a long time" A drunken man who seemed to be no better than a beggar arched his hand at Old Master Jiang.
Although a bunch of beauties covered their noses one after another, avoiding this inspirational brother-like sloppy green-shirted guest with a look of disgust, Old Master Jiang arched his hand at him respectfully, and sighed, "Brother Mu Bai is here, old and decrepit, and has lost two games." ” Liu Bai, the word Mubai, alias Poetry Demon, word fairy, is recognized by the world as the world's first talent, but although he is arrogant and arrogant, he is arrogant and narrow-minded, and he will repay his eyes, which can be called the ghost in the literary world.
"Old Master Jiang, don't worry, this great talent has always been very interested in the false name of that Wenkui, you just have to do your essay with peace of mind, and strive to compete for the second or third place in the second category of poetry."
Liu Bai squinted his eyes and said with a mouthful of wine, "I'm here just to see an arrogant kid named Ye Feng who is boasted to be the number one talent, so that he can try the taste of doubting life, so that he doesn't have to nest in a rotten well all day long and croak, I don't know how high the sky outside the well is, and how thick the ground is." ” "Maybe I'm going to disappoint Brother Mu Bai."
Old Master Jiang said with a disappointed face, "This kid has always been arrogant, arrogant, and has no one in his eyes.
The old man was amazed at how this kid suddenly didn't be active today, and he didn't dare to come to the competition at all, it turned out that Brother Mu Bai came here and took away a little bit of fame from this ignorant child who only relied on a little cleverness and ingenuity, but his mouth was thick and his belly was hollow, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to come to offer his ugliness. ” "It's coming, it's coming, the first genius of this year's literary meeting, His Royal Highness the Three Princes of the Celestial Dynasty has come down" After a burst of screams from the beauties, Old Master Jiang was immediately stunned, this old face felt like it had been slapped hard by an invisible slap, and it hurt hotly.
Alas, since ancient times, beauties love talents, and the beauties of the Great Zhou Kingdom are not exempt from vulgarity, although this talented man is too young.
But where is this, the cultivation world, the magic of the cultivation world, so that between men and women, age is no longer a problem, and there are a lot of girls who are 100 years old or even 10,000 years old; Space is no longer a distance, a miracle is done, and traveling in the North Sea is no longer a myth and legend.
"Ye Feng'er, how can you dare to claim to be the number one talent" Looking at an inspirational brother who was drunk and stopped in front of him, Ye Feng, who had a habit of cleanliness, frowned, looked around and said, "Hey, who is this neurotic, the security measures of your Great Zhou Royal Cultural Society are too sloppy, neuropathy murder is not illegal, understand."
And if you accidentally bite it, you will get rabies, rabies is incurable, you know" "Little brute, you insulted me too much" Liu Bai, who had never been so insulted, suddenly rolled up his sleeves, stretched out his dirty big slap, and slapped Ye Feng hard.
Although Liu Bai was very unpleasant, and was even hated by normal people, no one had ever dared to humiliate him like Ye Feng, why was this First, although this person is arrogant, his talent is directly proportional to the degree of arrogance, which not only refers to literary talent, but also his cultivation talent is also amazing, not only the inner disciple of the first immortal sect, but also accepted by his master as a personal disciple.
Second, once someone just glared at him, he made poems and filled in the lyrics, and used beautiful words and writing to let the merry guests of the Qinglou Hook Column sing this person's name to the world, but he was ashamed to death.
Just ask such a person, who dares to entangle with it: