"Just ...... What just happened?"

"It's ...... Is this true?"

"What a freak this guy is!"

With a discussion in the audience, Miss Mu took the Rubik's Cube in Ye Xianglun's hand, and after rotating back and forth to check, she found that the small weapon was indeed cashed out on six sides, her eyes widened in surprise, and she asked with a happy expression like being teased by magic: "How did you do it?"

"You don't have to worry about this, you just need to remember that you owe me a condition!" Ye Xianglun said with a smile on his face.

"Stingy!" Miss Mu twisted her head to the side angrily.

"The one who can't afford to lose is the stingy, right?"

"Who can't afford to lose!"

“......”

"How is this possible?"

Just when the two of them were fighting, Mr. Zu, the old man in the square scarf beside Ye Xianglun, suddenly jumped in front of Ye Xianglun, snatched the small weapon in his hand, stared at the small machine that had been put together in six parts with wide eyes, and muttered as if he was crazy. After a long time, he returned the small weapon to Ye Xianglun's hands, returned to his original position, and continued to write and draw on the paper.

"Mr. Ye is really a genius in the sky, Lu Ban is really convinced!" Lu Ban raised the small weapon in Ye Xianglun's hand high in front of everyone, and after showing it to everyone, he took back the "Rubik's Cube" in the hands of the ten people on the stage one by one.

When Lu Ban walked up to Ye Xianglun, he said with a sincere face, "In order to express Mr. Ye's help to Lu Ban solve the problem of exchanging small weapons, Lu Ban decided to give this small piece of equipment to Mr. Ye, and I hope that Mr. Ye will not refuse!"

"Receiving this exquisite small weapon, Ye Xianglun should be very happy!" After speaking, Ye Xianglun took the small equipment in Lu Ban's hand and stuffed it into his sleeve.

"The last face of our two sects has also been swept away by this kid, I have any face left here, don't leave quickly!" Seeing Ye Xianglun in the limelight again, Senior Brother Yi stepped down from the stage in advance, and said fiercely to the disciples of Xiaoxiang and Lingnan two sects.

After hearing Mi Mou's reprimand, the seven or eight disciples of Xiaoxiang and Lingnan Sect who were present followed Mi Mou and Senior Brother Yi with red faces and escaped into the crowd.

"A few of them must be disciples of Xiaoxiang and Lingnan Erzong, right? I heard that the seventeen disciples of Xiaoxiang and Lingnan were defeated by a mountain and field qin master surnamed Ye in the suburbs of Yangcheng, I don't know if this matter is true or not?" When the disciples of the Qin Sect wanted to leave, they were stopped by a young man, and Ye Xianglun saw that this young man was the youngest young man in the Gangu team in the audience.

"Don't talk nonsense in this faction!"

Qi Mou was already angry, and when he suddenly heard this, it was as if he had touched the most sensitive nerve, and he was instantly furious, even a junior young man dared to be blatantly unreasonable to him, at this moment, he seemed to be crazy, and instantly took out the dagger on his waist and stabbed at the young man.

"Dangchang" dagger landed, but the young man easily bent his wrist and forced Mi Mou to throw away the dagger.

"Is this an attempt to kill people? It's a pity that I don't just know this news, most of the violinists in the northern country know about it! Moreover, that mountain and wild luthier is said to be only a full-note Dachen violinist!" After easily breaking off the dagger in Mi Mou's hand, the young man's smile became more calm.

"What?

"Isn't it a little ridiculous that seventeen all-note Great Perfection qin masters can't even fight a mountain and field qin master of the same level!"

"Yes, I only heard that the Xiaoxiang Sect is declining, but I didn't expect it to decline to this point!"

After hearing the young man's words, the people in the audience instantly fell into a boil.

Mi Ze, who has always been pretentious, suddenly saw the crowd beside him, and when he looked at him, his eyes seemed to be like a joke, and he couldn't stand such a huge blow for a while, so he untied the guqin and wanted to fight with the young man.

The young man opposite Mi Mou just wanted to untie the guqin to fight, but he didn't expect a middle-aged elder behind the young man to block in front of the young man, Mi Ze glanced at the middle-aged man, and the badge of the three-star Great Perfection pianist embroidered with blue thread in front of the middle-aged man immediately calmed him down.

After seeing the visible medal, Mi Mou's anger instantly shifted to Ye Xianglun on the stage silently.

In the battle of Yangcheng Xieling, in addition to the two disciples of the two sects and Ye Xianglun present, there were only Shao Yuanmo of Mi Taishou and Momen, Mi Taishou and the children of the two sects naturally would not leak the ugly things of their own sect, and Momen has always been disciplined and will never leak the information of his sect, in addition, only Ye Xianglun will leak the news.

At this moment, Ye Xianglun on the stage stole the limelight in the spotlight of 10,000 people, but he was discussed and ridiculed by everyone, such a world-apart treatment made the eyes of this young man who thought highly of himself almost want to erupt into flames.

"Ye Xianglun, you wait for me!" After finishing speaking, he ignored everyone's ridicule and instantly disappeared into the crowd.

The people in the audience looked at the stage with the eyes of Mi Mou, and saw that on the square platform, the young man who had just shocked everyone was looking at Mi Mou with a puzzled gaze.

"Sure enough, it's a genius boy, no wonder!"

"Being able to fight the seventeen disciples of the Qin Sect alone, blindfolded and exchanged the secret weapon of the public loss class, this young man is afraid that he will become famous in Shouchun in one fell swoop!"

Thousands of people looked at the young man in his early twenties on the stage and praised him, and for a while, Ye Xianglun's name even overshadowed the real protagonist of this conference-Mr. Gongyiban.

"It turns out that the mountain and field luthier surnamed Ye is this Ye Xianglun? This is interesting!" After Mi Mou and the others disappeared, the middle-aged man in the audience shifted his gaze to Ye Xianglun on the square stage, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Daddy, this young man is Qing'er's friend, do you say it's powerful?" Just as Ye Xianglun was in a trance, Mu Qinghuan jumped off the stage with a smile and walked towards the middle-aged man.

Sure enough, as Ye Xianglun expected, this middle-aged man was Mu Qing's father, that is, the master of the class, Ye Xianglun's heart was in chaos, and this two-star note trip was really not as smooth as expected.

When he was thinking wildly, Ye Xianglun suddenly felt that his sleeves were being pulled, and when he turned his head to look, he found that it was the scholar hiding behind him and squeezing his eyebrows, he didn't figure out why for a while, he looked at the scholar with a blank face, and saw that Ye Xianglun had forgotten everything he had explained, and the scholar shouted anxiously: "Book!book!~"

Ye Xianglun suddenly realized that he was begging for help with the previous matter, so he took out the book "The Origin of Gongqiao" from his arms and helped the scholar achieve his wish by the way.

At the end of the preaching conference, the crowd gradually dispersed, and there was a legendary figure among the people, that is, Ye Xianglun.

Ye Xianglun, who was the protagonist of the conference, walked off the stage alone, and in the face of Ye Chen and Tao Qian's congratulations, Ye Xianglun couldn't be happy.

"Who leaked the news?" Ye Xianglun kept thinking about this question in his heart.

Except for Ye Chen and Tao Qian, he didn't tell the third person about the incident, who got the news from where and what did he mean by deliberately spreading it?

"Youth, please stay!" Ye Xianglun was thinking hard when the old man with a square scarf on the square platform behind him stopped Ye Xianglun, who was walking.

"What's the matter, sir, do you have any advice?" Ye Xianglun stopped and turned around.

"Little brother, can you borrow the small machine for old decay?" The old man seemed to be afraid that Ye Xianglun would refuse, so he hurriedly continued, "Don't worry, after two days, the old man will definitely come to the door to return it!"

"Since Mr. is so interested in this small machine, Ye might as well give the small machine to Mr!" Seeing the old man's focused appearance, Ye Xianglun took out the "Rubik's Cube" and threw it to the old man.

"Uh...... The old man is just borrowing, and he will definitely return it after two days!" The old man didn't seem to expect Ye Xianglun to be so refreshing, and after reaching out and grabbing the "Rubik's Cube", he turned around and left.