Chapter 82: The Stars Hold the Moon

There are two more and more, but there can be no three times.

In Tang Song's opinion, he has regressed twice, you are no longer powerful, believe it or not, the master is fighting with you!

Big deal, we're both defeated.

Let me tell you, my brother is not a vegetarian either. Anyway, my brother also has a heroic dream!

These words, to be honest, Tang Song wanted to point at Murong Shuying's nose and say it, but when the words came to his lips, he was forced back by Murong Shuying's fierce momentum again.

That's it, good men don't fight women!

With such psychological comfort, Tang Song's mood was much better.

"Yes, I can't believe it!" But in my heart I said, I believe you are a big-headed ghost.

Hearing this, this Murong Shuying stopped with satisfaction.

The tutor said to find an old man, and when he left, he told himself to test the reality of the Tang and Song dynasties.

Getting rid of the unpleasant memory just now, as an ancient graduate student, Murong Shuying immediately stared at Tang Song and asked with an alternative eye, to be precise, there was more worship in that alternative eye.

"Can I ask you a question?"

Tang Song said lightly, "Yes, but after asking me, you have to answer me a question." "He really wants to ask, what did you grow up eating, and why is this arm strength so great!!

Murong Shuying said happily, "Deal, as long as it's not a private issue, such as Sanwei, aunt or something, I will definitely tell you the truth." ”

I'm going to go. Is you interested in this?

"Tang Tang, you can write poems, write lyrics, write novels and scripts, and you can also export chapters, write words that are admired by your mentors. How? Murong Shuying was looking forward to this answer.

Tang Song said mysteriously, "Do you know how to write the word genius?" ”

"Yes!" Murong Shuying nodded instinctively.

"That's my answer!"

So narcissistic! If you don't say it, you don't say it, you think I want to hear it.

Cut!

What to pack!

There is no way, Tang Song can only answer like this. Or how to say it? Tell the truth, will you believe it? If you don't do it, you will be treated as a guinea pig to be the object of research!

"Alright, now it's my turn to ask you!" Tang Song said lightly.

"Ask!" Murong Shuying said disdainfully. She had already figured out that no matter what question he asked, she would answer it more domineeringly and coolly.

You must not - lose face to your mentor!

"What did you grow up eating? This arm strength is so big? "Actually, Tang Song wanted to say, did you grow up eating pig feed?

When Murong Shuying heard this question, he was stunned for two seconds, and then burst out laughing.

With this smile, the two little white rabbits on their chests suddenly jumped one after another.

Tang and Song Dynasty held the mentality of not looking at nothing, so they just looked at more than seventy or eighty eyes.

"Listen, the one who went to college, my sister is the champion of the National College Student Taekwondo Competition." At the end, this Murong Shuying didn't forget to add very cutely, "It's at the national level!" ”

I'm going to go!

No wonder!

The champion of the National College Taekwondo Championship, so good - can you get married in the future?

The two talked again, and Tang Song immediately decided to separate from the champion.

"Murong Shuying, I still have something to do, so I'll go up the mountain first." Tang and Song naturally won't forget why they came. If you can't get that seven-star inkstone, this father's dream of directing will have to be ruined.

"I said, why are you following me?" Tang Song took three or four steps, and when he saw that this Murong Shuying also followed, he immediately became cautious. What if she sneaks up on her from behind?

This is the national taekwondo champion, and it is estimated that the sum of the three of her two shots is not enough to fight her for one round.

"Whoever follows you, I'm going up the mountain too!"

"Okay, that lady first!" Tang Song said very gentlemanly.

Murong Shuying then walked in front, and Tang Song followed cautiously behind.

At that moment, he was completely scared.

Such a woman, how far away to hide.

Therefore, the distance between the two is getting bigger and bigger.

More than 100 meters away from the top of the mountain, there is an open place, and there is a four-corner round pavilion built on it.

There were three people under the pavilion who were exchanging something.

If Tang and Song were here, they would definitely recognize two of them.

Qian Shan, vice president of the Magic City Poetry Association!

Wu Ming, who is known as the father of modern poetry!

The other person was young and handsome, and his age was about twenty-five or sixteen years old.

However, if you talk about it, he is also very famous.

Wen Junjie is the youngest vice president in the history of the Magic City Calligraphy Association.

Known as the Saint of Books......

"President Wen is so old, this word has reached such a realm, I admire and admire it!" Qian Shan said politely.

Zhou Ming also chimed in, "President Wen, I haven't seen you for a year, and your words have grown a lot." If I'm not mistaken, last year's Qing Master was very appreciative of you! ”

"Where, where, the two of you are too modest!" Wen Junjie replied symbolically.

Qian Shan said, "What Lao Wu said is true, last year so many people fought with Master Yiqing, and in the end, among the younger generation, you are the only one who has been appreciated by Master Yiqing." ”

Qian Shan's words were not finished, but he found that Wen Junjie's eyes were looking away.

What's the situation?

Zhou Ming also discovered this scene.

However, when the two of them followed Wen Junjie's gaze, they couldn't help but smile.

Still too young.

Qian Shan said in a low voice, "Young man, you should take the initiative." Since ancient times, heroes love beauty. What's more, President Wen is young and has a lot to do, so he should take the initiative! ”

Zhou Ming said, "Otherwise, there will be no such shop in this village." Zhongling Mountain met the person he liked, and this day can be regarded as a good story in the circle! ”

Wen Junjie's eyes were almost straight, and the long hair of the woman in the distance was fluttering, like a fairy descending to earth under the blowing of the mountain wind.

What attracted Wen Junjie the most was that he suddenly looked back from time to time.

Elegant and moving!

Above the sky, a lark swept over and let out a crisp chirp. She looked up slightly, hugged her hands, and enjoyed it all with a smile on her face.

Wen Junjie was stupid at this scene.

He was a young man, and there were indeed many women who flocked to him. There are also quite a few women who have played. However, what made him suddenly feel like today was the first, oh no, to be precise, the second time.

For the first time, it was my ignorant first love when I was in high school.

She really looks like her!

Murong Shuying was enjoying the beautiful scenery, when he was disturbed by a man who came up to talk to him,

"Old classmate, why are you here? I haven't seen you for many years, but you're still so beautiful! ”

Murong Shuying was suddenly a little blindsided. Old schoolmates?

Years no see?

Who is this man?

Murong Shuying desperately recalled, elementary school classmates?

Not like!

Junior high school classmates?

Not like!

High school classmates?

Not like.

College classmates?

Not like it!

In the end, Murong Shuying said firmly, "I'm sorry, you recognized the wrong person!" ”

"No way, how can I recognize the wrong person!" Wen Junjie showed his skills in talking to other women.

According to the experience he has accumulated, he first accosted him as a classmate, and then, he admitted that he recognized the wrong person very gentlemanly, and finally said a few words like sorry, gave his business card to the other party, and invited him to dinner in order to express his guilt......

"I'm sorry, I'm still on business!" Murong Shuying refused directly, and at the same time, she had already seen the figures of Qianshan and Wu Ming in the distance, and her pupils couldn't help but dilate violently. She had investigated the details of Tang and Song and knew that these two people had a grudge against Tang and Song. Suddenly, he had an idea, and ran down the mountain.

Well?

Didn't even take the bait?

Wen Junjie smiled strangely, and then followed.

Wu Mingyin laughed in the distance and said, "Old Qian, do you think he can succeed?" ”

Qian Shan said meaningfully, "Eight... Nine is not far from ten. In these years, are there still pure women? ”

Zhou Ming nodded in agreement, so the two looked in the direction of the mountain and laughed one after another.

Tang Song was walking leisurely, humming a little song in his mouth, and then he saw the violent woman.

Just when Tang Song was about to turn around her, he found that something was wrong.

Well?

Why is she still followed by a man?

I'll go?

Did you encounter a robbery? Damn, you can't beat the champion of the National College Student Taekwondo Competition, can I?

Tang Song wanted to dodge, but as soon as he took two steps, he found that Murong Shuying had already come to his side.

"What?" Tang Song said indignantly.

"No, I know a path up the mountain, come with me!" So, this Murong Shuying didn't care whether Tang Song agreed or not, so he dragged Tang Song away very domineeringly and rudely.

That's right, it was dragged away by force.

After searching for a long time, Wen Junjie didn't find the woman's whereabouts. Helpless, in the end had to return lonely.

Qian Shan and Wu Ming couldn't help but be stunned when they saw Wen Junjie returning disappointed.

"Didn't work out?" Both were a little surprised.

Wen Junjie shook his head helplessly, "I lost it." ”

"President Wen, don't worry, this is a fate to meet thousands of miles away. In my opinion, she is a very scheming woman. Qian Shan analyzed.

Hearing this, Wen Junjie's face suddenly changed.

"President Wen, don't be angry, listen to me slowly. You think, with your fame, no one knows who came to Ci'an Temple these two days. This woman must be proficient in psychology, and he knows that there is no shortage of women around you who throw them into your arms, so he came up with such a trick to get away with it. ”

Hearing this, Wen Junjie suddenly became interested, "Old Qian, do you want to be more detailed?" ”

"President Wen, you need to take your time. I dare to guarantee that in three days, she will definitely appear in front of your eyes again! Wu Ming also analyzed.

"In that case, let's go up the mountain and enter the temple!" Wen Junjie's voice became hearty.

In front of the mountain gate of Ci'an Temple.

Although there are not too many people who come to fight with Master Yiqing every year, they are all people with heads and faces in society.

Although many people in the society did not know about it, there were still some reporters who rushed over to get the grapevine.

At the entrance of the temple, two warrior monks stood there coldly with Shaolin sticks in their hands, and all reporters who wanted to enter the temple were ruthlessly stopped.

When the reporters were discussing with each other how to enter, a sharp-eyed reporter suddenly said,

"Look, isn't that the book saint Wen Junjie?"

"Where? The youngest vice president of the Calligraphy Association in history. Finally captured valuable news, this trip was not in vain! ”

“……”

As soon as Wen Junjie and his entourage arrived in front of the mountain gate, they were surrounded by overly enthusiastic reporters.

"Shusheng, are you here today to discuss Buddhism with Master Yiqing?"

"Book Saint, as a big fan of yours, I've always liked your Mobao very much, can you- sign me?"

"Book Saint, have any new works come out recently?"

"President Qian, Wu Shishi, are you also here to fight with Master Yiqing this year?"

“……”

Wen Junjie, Qian Shan and Zhou Ming, just like this kind of occasion, when they were talking, I don't know who roared Tang Tang came, and then, all the reporters scattered in a hurry and ran in the other direction.

A second ago, he was still the crescent moon held by the stars.

In the next second, the stars scattered in a hurry, looking for another crescent moon.

Such a scene made Wen Junjie, who was conceited and wrapped in countless honors, unable to accept it no matter what. The most important thing is that he also saw a familiar figure, the woman he met on the mountainside before, she was actually with him.

Looking at this scene, Wen Junjie's small universe was about to explode completely.

And when Qian Shan and Wu Ming saw the appearance of the crescent moon clearly, they were so angry that they beat their chests.

"It's him!"

"Damn, the road is narrow!" Wen Junjie, who had a knife in his eyes, stepped forward, came to Qian Shan and Wu Ming, and said coldly, "Do you know that person?" ”

Immediately afterwards, Qianshan Wu Ming briefly talked about his festival with the Tang and Song dynasties. Of course, let them say that naturally all kinds of mistakes and all kinds of distortions of the facts.

After hearing this, Wen Junjie sneered twice and said, "He is the demon poet, I have heard of it." Hum! ”

I am not as good as you in poetry, but all the celebrities who came to this Ci'an Temple today are all coming for the fighting word. How do you compare to me, the president of the Calligraphy Association?

Thinking of this, seeing the woman again, Wen Junjie's eyes were horizontal, and he walked towards Tang Song, who was wrapped by reporters.