Ye Jingyan felt something in her heart and understood what she wanted to say, so she didn't ask.

Secretly it's someone from her night pavilion.

Looking at Ye Tingfeng's teacher, there are many similarities with Gu Chengqi, and he must have learned it in the Night Pavilion.

Is any person in the Night Pavilion so capable?

Then how amazing and brilliant should the master of the Night Pavilion in his arms be?

From playing chess with her, Ye Jingyan can more or less see it.

In today's world, there are actually only a few people who can play chess with him, and it can be known that Strange can force him to rack his brains to play against him.

Ye Jingyan sighed silently, he understood that Gu Chengqi was still too little.

When his thoughts were rushing, Ye Tingfeng had already finished painting the entire painting, and it was also the earliest among all of them.

The rest of the people who painted with the same painting had already compared with him, but now after listening to him, they didn't believe in evil even more, and they went up to see where they were, and then they looked around, and then they set their eyes on the painting again.

The old man who was appreciating the painting took a look at it and was amazed, and then asked people to present the painting to the old lady.

The old man said kindly to Ye Tingfeng: "Ye Gongzi, the text has passed, please go to the martial arts." ”

Ye Tingfeng nodded, turned around and jumped lightly, and jumped into the martial arts ring in the air.

The audience below saw that some people shouted, "Can Master Meng show us the works that have been successfully contested?" ”

Ye Tingfeng was about to talk to the middle-aged man guarding the martial arts, and when he heard the words, he looked up at the ring.

Meng Zimian stood up at this time and arched his hand: "Meng Mou is grateful to you for not giving up, appreciate your face to cheer, of course you can take a look." He looked back, "Someone, show your sons' calligraphy works and paintings." ”

"Yes, sir."

Ye Tingfeng has no interest in this link, he is from the Night Pavilion, the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, blowing, playing, singing, four books and five classics, business and financial management, practicing martial arts and medicine, these are all basic knowledge, no, let alone the people of their Night Pavilion.

And he, although he is almost good at playing and singing, his business and financial management are far inferior to that of Lord Xiaosha, and he has only entered the door to study medicine, but he still has no problem with piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and martial arts.

If these few things are defeated by these little white faces, he will go to the lord to judge himself, so as not to embarrass the Night Pavilion.

He arched his hand towards the person, automatically ignored those exclamatory voices, and said politely: "This senior, I don't know what rules there are in martial arts?" ”

The middle-aged man had a straight face, stroked his short beard, and said with a smile: "Gongzi Yingcai, the martial arts are guarded by you, and the old man is just a referee." ”

"Referee?" Ye Tingfeng was a little puzzled, "The juniors are puzzled, and I ask the seniors to inform me in detail." ”

The middle-aged man patiently explained: "Martial arts, although it is a fight, but this fight is important to the point, and it must not hurt people's lives." The old man exists for this, and if someone makes a heavy move, the old man will naturally stop it. ”

Ye Tingfeng nodded, and turned his head to look at Wen Zhuo, "In other words, if I can't get over there, even if I only have the kung fu of a three-legged cat, I will become the only winner?" ”

The middle-aged man smiled: "So to speak. ”

That's what he said, but he didn't think there would be no one coming over there, you must know that although there are a lot of people who come to compete, there are also a lot of real talents.

Ye Tingfeng didn't have such luck, but ...... He is not afraid, the martial arts of these people are not enough for him to put in his eyes.

In the private room, Gu Chengqi said leisurely: "Only the last step is left." ”

Ye Jingyan began to serve her again, feeding her, it was almost noon now, but it seemed that there would be a while to eat, but she couldn't be hungry.

Gu Chengqi held a piece of pastry in his mouth, and said a little vaguely: "Jing Yan, speaking of which, I have the same surname as you." Your master is also from Fu Guo, will it have something to do with the Tingfeng family? ”

Ye Jingyan swept his eyes and shook his head, "No, there is no one in my master's house." ”

Gu Chengqi nodded, he just guessed casually, and the chance that the two could really be linked was not very good.

At this time, in the ring, the two little guys showed the painting that Ye Tingfeng had just painted, which immediately caused an uproar from the audience.

On this painting, it is actually the scene of the civil and military recruitment, from the ring to the bustling crowd, which is clearly visible and vividly depicted.

This painting skill is very good.

I didn't react when I heard the words 'Ye Tingfeng' just now, but now I immediately reacted.

Mass Male A: Emma is the first talent in Shuzhou.

Mass Male B: I could only hear him famous before, but I didn't expect to see a living person today, and he looks like a fucking model dog...... Handsome and dashing.

Under the hostility of women from all directions, the crowd changed their words.

Mass female A: Wow, so handsome, so handsome, it turns out that the first talent in Shuzhou is so handsome.

Mass Female B: Hey, I don't know, what about the first talent in Shuzhou? Can you look as handsome as our Fu Wangye?

Mass Female C: That's it, and our Seven Princes.

Crowd Girl: Ignorant, how many times can they see each other no matter how good-looking they are? Guarding your own man is real. What's more, Prince Fu already has a male pet, what else is the matter with you?

Mass Female A, B, C: How can you tell the truth? It's so hurtful, give us a chance to fantasize! 555555……

The mass male armor took the opportunity to stab again: I heard that the male pet looks like no one before, and his appearance is better than that of Fu Wangye and the Seventh Prince. Not only that, but fortunately, he was infatuated, and he only had his heart on his Fu Wangye, and he became a broken sleeve without hesitation.

The hearts of the masses of women A, B and C were broken into slag: 55555555...... Lord Fu, you are so blind, why are you like that?

Such words fell on the ears of Gu Chengqi and Ye Jingyan.

The corners of Gu Chengqi's mouth twitched, he didn't go out for a long time, how did it become like this?

Ye Jingyan was in a good mood when he heard it, although the last sentence was unsatisfactory, but it also made others understand that he was strange, and it was also his.

What do these people know? Strange is not a man at all, what kind of broken sleeve is he?

But there is no need to affirm this, the less people know that Qi Qi is a woman, the more it can show his specialness.

It's special in the heart of the strange.

That's enough.

Gu Chengqi raised his eyes and glanced at him, and then was shocked. Is it the wrong way she looks up? Otherwise, how could she see Ye Jingyan smiling?

This cliff is unscientific, what man wants to be rumored to be a male pet?

When she was pointed at by Zhu Heng in front of her and said that she was the old emperor's male favorite, didn't she feel angry in her heart? In the end, he played too much and didn't stop his hand, and almost killed Zhu Heng.

However, then again, where did Zhu Heng go by Tianhua Palace? It's been so long and I haven't heard from him.

Cough...... Far from it.

"Are you so happy to be rumored to be a male pet? Got a fever? Gu Chengqi raised his hand and probed his forehead.