Coming together is fate, and walking together is happiness.

Lin Wan'er chewed this sentence a few times, her thoughts flew like butterflies, from the past life to the present life, the real and the false, what God gave her, and what she ruthlessly deprived, Gong Wei and Zhao Qian, she was stupid and couldn't tell the difference.

She suddenly missed Zhao Gan a little, suddenly wanted to leave this banquet, walked around the palace, and the destination was where Zhao Qian lived, this idea was forcibly suppressed by her as soon as it came out, as if a licking of a small flame had just been lit, and it was extinguished by an oncoming gust of wind and an oncoming basin of cold water.

Lin Wan'er's face changed and fell into Fan's eyes, and this talented woman felt that the relationship between Miss Wan'er and the third prince Zhao Qian might not be as simple as what was said in the market.

Youyou sighed, Lin Wan'er put all the worries behind her, and her face rippled with a smile that she didn't care about on weekdays, thinking, hehe, my stomach is out of support at this time, go eat watermelon.

Holding the chair handle with both hands, slightly exerting force, and softly saying "up" in her mouth, Lin Wan'er stood up like a pregnant woman, and then walked towards the last piece of watermelon on the table.

The closer she got to the watermelon, the happier Lin Wan'er became, seeing that the tips of her fingers were about to touch the green peel of the watermelon.

Suddenly, Ouyang Xiaolan's hand was stuck horizontally, and Lin Wan'er touched the last piece of watermelon with lightning speed, looking at Lin Wan'er with a playful smile on her face, although her tone was tepid, she always asked with some smugness: "Do you want to eat?" ”

Lin Wan'er supported her waist with one hand, and stiffened in the air with the other. She saw that the watermelon, which was about to reach the bottom of her mouth, suddenly grew a pair of wings, flickered, and flew away. And flew into the arms of her enemy Ouyang Xiaolan, she was angry in her heart, looked up at Ouyang Xiaolan, and said in a slightly angry tone: "Despicable! ”

Ouyang Xiaolan didn't care, and said lightly: "Annoyed and angry, it really doesn't look like the behavior of a talented woman." ”

Lin Wan'er-for-tat: "Taking advantage of people's danger is not what the rumored Ouyang Xiaolan should do." ”

Between the two is a piece of watermelon. But neither of them regarded this watermelon as a simple watermelon, but dignity and honor, a testimony of which is stronger or weaker between the two.

"Lin Wan'er. Don't play tricks on me! Ouyang Xiaolan's hand never left the watermelon, "Today we will decide the winner and the loser, what do you say?" ”

Lin Wan'er thought about it seriously, try her fists and feet? No way. My stomach was like a ball. It's not an opponent, it's not good to be martial, so it's a text, a text? I haven't thought of a poem that fits the banquet scene today, and I can't do it, so I'll ...... Hehe, with a smile, Lin Wan'er said, "Then come to the scissors baggage hammer, right?" ”

Ouyang Xiaolan was stunned, and also thought about it seriously. He said, "Okay." Lin Wan'er, you are still like a gentleman in this regard. didn't rely on your own literary talent to test poetry, you were still small before. ”

"That's so much nonsense, if you want to come, hurry up." Lin Wan'er said impatiently, put her fist behind her, her eyes narrowed, and her momentum changed completely, facing Ouyang Xiaolan.

Ouyang Xiaolan snorted coldly, put her fist behind her, and looked at Lin Wan'er without losing the slightest.

The two shouted together: "Scissors baggage hammer." "And then at the same time with lightning fast shots.

Lin Wan'er is a burden, and Ouyang Xiaolan is a fist.

Lin Wan'er couldn't help but raise her head and laugh, extremely arrogant, full of comfort, and finally defeated Ouyang Xiaolan, this watermelon is my Lin Wan'er.

Ouyang Xiaolan put the pink fist in front of her eyes, with a lot of hatred and annoyance on her face, why did she come out with a fist, why didn't she come out with scissors.

Foodie Lin Wan'er reached out to take the watermelon, that watermelon has transcended its own meaning, it is a symbol of strength, it is the trophy obtained in the battle between her and Ouyang Xiaolan, but it suddenly killed another person, two fingers like jade onions pressed on Lin Wan'er's wrist, full of strength, and the beak cannot be ignored.

Lin Wan'er looked up and saw that the person who came was none other than Pan Meimei, with a confident face, showing her strength.

"You want to eat this watermelon?" Pan Meimei asked with a smile, but the conversation suddenly changed, "Pass me first." With that, his fist was behind him, and his light red shirt swayed gently in the breeze.

Lin Wan'er snorted coldly, not discouraged or afraid, since she was able to win Ouyang Xiaolan, are you still afraid of you Pan Meimei, she also put her fist behind her back and faced the princess Pan Meimei.

Both shouted at the same time: "Scissors baggage hammer", and then shot at the same time.

Then, Lin Wan'er bent down and saluted, and said in a humble tone: "The princess has agreed!" Then he reached out and took the watermelon.

Pan Meimei looked at the scissors she stretched out against Lin Wan'er's stone, and when she saw Lin Wan'er's seemingly humble, but actually arrogant words and actions, as if Lin Wan'er's fist won not her own scissors, but a real fist smashed on her body, she was unconsciously annoyed.

Lin Wan'er was happy in her heart, and even "chopped" the other party, hugged the watermelon and returned, a "win-win" in life, this is a memorable day, this is the moment of great victory in her life. Lin Wan'er saw the scene change in front of her, and it seemed that everyone admired and worshiped her, and people were happy and convinced of her, and they also gave her the title of "little princess of guessing boxing".

"Wait." A cold voice came from the room, with a strong confidence in his tone, Chen Nuonuo slowly got up, his eyes staring at Lin Wan'er.

Lin Wan'er sneered, with a look of disdain on her face, pointed her finger at the watermelon, and asked, "Promise Promise, you also have a covetous heart for this watermelon?" ”

Walking slowly to the field, Chen Nuonuo smiled lightly: "I don't have the slightest interest in this watermelon." But seeing you so arrogant, I feel a lot of unhappiness in my heart, so I want to eat this watermelon, and I have to ask if I agree or not. ”

Chen Nuonuo's words made it clear that she was not interested in watermelon, but she was not happy with you Lin Wan'er.

"Good!" Lin Wan'er couldn't help but say the word 'good', in the process of getting along with Chen Nuonuo. is always at a disadvantage, and is often led by the nose by the other party, today I seized this opportunity to make a break with you Chen Nuonuo.

The two stood opposite each other. Holding one hand behind his back, looking at the other party, his breathing became a lot calmer, watching the other party's every move in his eyes, thinking about the other party's next step.

There seemed to be a sound in the air that exploded, and the solidified air instantly became trivial, and the sound of cicadas on the trees suddenly rang out. Resounding in heaven and earth.

This matter is a matter of face and dignity, and neither of them dares to be careless. Whoever is careless will be a head shorter in front of the other party in the future.

Chen Nuonuo looked at Lin Wan'er's strict appearance, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously showed an arc, as if she was laughing at Lin Wan'er. She leaned forward slightly. whispered in Lin Wan'er's ear: "I'll punch out." ”

Lin Wan'er Yan sù's face showed a shocked look, she was going to punch? I'm supposed to be out of the cloth. Wait, no, Chen Nuonuo is a cunning person, how could she tell herself what happened, so she must be lying, since she is lying, it is impossible to punch. But according to her train of thought. Say she punches, and I'll make a cloth. When I make the cloth, she will make the scissors, so I should make a fist. Slowly, if Chen Nuonuo also thought of this step, she knew that I would make a fist, so she would make a cloth, and I should take out the scissors......

At this time, Chen Nuonuo was already saying: "Scissors ......"

Lin Wan'er's brain was spinning rapidly, it was already overloaded, and different possibilities were listed in her brain, which only had 1kb of memory, and finally it was about to overflow, and it was about to smoke and catch fire. She thought that if Zhao Qian, who had 2G of memory in his head, he would find out.

But Zhao Gan was not there, so she could only rely on herself, and in the end, Lin Wan'er was already confused, and there was only one question left in her heart: "Then Chen Nuonuo said at the beginning that she was going to come out?" Is it scissors, or is it a burden? ”

Chen Nuonuo continued to say the preparatory language: "Rock paper scissors." ”

Lin Wan'er, who was in a state of confusion, closed her eyes and stomped on her feet, whether you are three-seven-twenty-three, or four-seven-twenty-nine, and will fight for you, and then said "hey" in her mouth, and stretched out her hand with her eyes closed.

Everything was silent, and everyone waited with bated breath for the outcome of this "battle".

Pan Meimei was very conflicted in her heart, she didn't want Chen Nuonuo to win, but she didn't want Lin Wan'er to win, but there would always be a win or loss result, she hoped that the two of them would always be the same, again, again, again, until the old world was barren and the sea was dry and rotten, and the two of them kept "fighting" like this.

"Hey!" A faint sigh came from the audience, and Chen Nuonuo couldn't help shaking his head and put his hand down.

Lin Wan'er picked the corner of her eyes, looked at the result with her peripheral vision, and then cheered and shouted: "Win, win." ”

She held the scissors made of her left hand in her right hand, admiring her outstandingness, Chen Nuonuo is not her opponent, the powerful Chen Nuonuo and her own scissors burden hammer are not opponents, she is the most powerful in the world, invincible in the world, invincible in the world.

Lin Wan'er held the watermelon in her hand and held it in her chest, she felt that she had not only won the watermelon, but also won respect, and the grievances and grievances between Pan Meimei, Ouyang Xiaolan and Chen Nuonuo had become insignificant at this moment, she was immersed in the happy time, and she couldn't wait to shed tears of pride and happiness - Lin Wan'er defeated them, Lin Wan'er was the most powerful.

The grievances and injustices she had suffered before have disappeared, and her efforts have paid off, and she shouted to the world and shouted out the excitement in her heart. She wanted to make an acceptance speech - first of all, she would like to thank the Great Wei Kingdom for cultivating her for many years, then thank her younger brothers for the younger brothers behind her, and secondly, thank Sister Qingzhu and Xiaoxiao......

Lin Wan'er looked at the watermelon in her hand with a smile, and opened her mouth slightly, wanting to eat the sweetest watermelon in the world.

"Wait!" Another crisp voice sounded, and there was a change in vain.

Fan Rong'er, who wore two pigtails, came from not far away.

Lin Wan'er raised her eyebrows: "You also want to stop me from eating watermelon?" ”

Fan Rong'er's childish face had a stern expression, and she nodded solemnly: "I also want to try guessing with you." ”

"Hmph, I can't help myself." Lin Wan'er looked at Fan Rong'er, who was not as tall as her waist, and said in a flirtatious tone: "I don't know like a child. ”

"Are you scared?" Fan Rong'er said in an unkind tone.

"Haha, just kidding, I'm going to be scared of you little brat?" Lin Wan'er put the watermelon in her hand on the table and began to face the opponent in front of her.

The two kept wandering under their feet, using each other as the axis, and began to draw circles constantly, and finally punched at the same time.

Fan Rong'er's radiant face suddenly became gloomy, and she took back her pink little fist in a daze, she felt that she could lose to anyone, but she couldn't lose to Lin Wan'er.

Why? Because she knows that although she is young now, she will never be able to write books like "The Story of the West Chamber" and "The Story of the Stone" when she grows up, and this unwilling feeling has continued until she married into the Lin family. And Lin Wan'er also restrained her anger with Fan Rong'er, because she knew that she would never be able to strategize and win a decisive victory like Fan Rong'er in the military art of war.

So there is a bit of a sour feeling of "women are light" between the two.

But today in the process of this boxing, Lin Wan'er won with an indisputable attitude, and it was a complete victory, she felt that she was very majestic, Pan Meimei, Ouyang Xiaolan, Chen Nuonuo, and Fan Rong'er were all very small, prostrate on the ground and surrendered to themselves.

Lin Wan'er pinched her waist with her arrogant hands, pointed to the sky with one hand, and shouted, "Who else?!" ”

"Boom!" A dull thunderclap fell from the sky, as if punishing Lin Wan'er's arrogance.

Lin Wan'er, who was taken aback, said "Oh Mom", the invincible image of the world was completely destroyed, and her fingers accidentally poked on the watermelon, and the crisp and sweet watermelon fell from the table to the ground, stained with mud, and could not be eaten.

Lin Wan'er was very distressed, crying with a sad face, and secretly scolded the thief.

The summer sky in Shangjing is like a child's face, and it changes when it is said, and the sky that has just been clear is suddenly covered with dark clouds.

The queen looked at the sky in the distance and helped the queen mother: "Queen Mother, it's going to rain, go to the Imperial Flower Hall in the Imperial Garden, and hide from the rain!" ”

The Queen Mother nodded, got up and greeted the people who were playing guessing not far away: "Children, go and hide from the rain." ”

Everyone followed the queen into the main hall and stood at the door looking outside the hall.

In the center stood the Queen Mother, the Queen Mother was on the left side, Zhao Ting was snuggled on the right side of the Queen Mother, and on both sides were Roujia and Yan'er.

Fan Rong'er took Fan's hand with one hand, and the other small hand reached out of the main hall, as if she was about to receive the first drop of rain falling from the sky.

Cao's eyes finally raised, no longer just looking at a certain place, looking at the wind and rain outside the hall, as if returning to the day when Cao Wei joined the army and left.

Ouyang Xiaolan held her cousin Pan Meimei's shoulder, not knowing what she was thinking.

Chen Nuonuo stood alone, his hands staggered in front of him, looking out with deep eyes, and his thoughts were flying.

Baoyu and Yubao stood on both sides of Lin Wan'er, each holding the eldest sister's hand.

Lin Wan'er looked at the sky, where the wind began to blow, the leaves swayed, the wind blew the dark clouds, the dark clouds rolled the wind, the originally dry air instantly had a thick moisture, and the inky black dark clouds began to churn continuously, like huge waves in the sea, wave after wave, as if telling Lin Wan'er that something serious was going to happen.

The sky could no longer hide the rain, and the raindrops, like beans, began to fall continuously, smashing on the ground, absorbing the dust and heat in the air, and the rain curtain obscured the vision, and there was no human figure visible from a few meters away.

Lin Wan'er squinted her eyes and looked into the rain, and seemed to see Zhao Gan walking towards her with a long robe in one hand and an oil-paper umbrella in the other.

No matter how strong the wind was or how thick the clouds were, he did not hesitate.

So far, it is for the situation in Beijing.

(Haha,It's so fun.,Spoof some of the martial arts conferences that often appear in online novels.,The martial arts conference is a water.,The scissors in the text and the competition for watermelon have become the competition and competition for the first place in the world in other novels.,There's no sense of disobedience.。 ）

("Shangjing Fengyun" is over, and the next volume of "Xiliang Huangsha" is starting to approach, gradually approaching the last 100,000 words, all kinds of contradictions are about to erupt, the narrative style of Xiliangjuan is completely different from the first two volumes, Lan Ying herself is looking forward to it.) (To be continued......)