Some people use words to express their feelings with poetry, and some people ...... Well, a slap in the face with poetry?

Qin Muxue gritted her teeth in the audience, she is now dressed as a woman, and the original plan to disguise herself as a man with the name "Qin Muyu" was also destroyed under Mo Bai's intervention. Although she restored Qin Muxue's name, Qin Muxue did not sign up for the competition! Damn it.

"Don't worry, isn't Qin Chuhan injured? If you can't play chess, can you write this word? ”

Xu Jun, who had been silently watching and not speaking, suddenly spoke, not in a hurry or impatient, just like his personality, which made people feel at ease.

"However, in this case, everyone will have an opinion on me, after all, replace your own brother......

Qin Muxue showed a little shyness, and looked at the handsome boy in white worriedly. Xu Jun saw that she took a fancy to him at a glance, and when he first saw him, he was indifferent in white clothes, but he spoke gently and elegantly, which made people rely on him.

"It's okay, I'll do it for you."

Xu Jun smiled at her comfortingly, and then walked off the stage, I don't know where he went, and came back after a while with a smile in his eyes. Qin Muxue was stunned for a moment, I don't know what made Xu Junjian so happy, since Qin Muxue met Xu Junjian, Xu Junjian has always been gentle and polite to her, with a sense of arrogance and an inviolable sense of distance in her gentleness, it is this sense of distance that fascinates Qin Muxue. She loves the thrill of conquest, and she looks forward to conquest, to conquer this man who is proud in his bones.

"Next up is you, just write down the prepared sentences."

Xu Jun saw that he was obviously in a good mood, and his voice was full of joy, but Mo Bai, who had been sitting next to Erlang's legs, frowned slightly.

"Okay, then you-"

"I have my own arrangements. You're almost ready to play. ”

"Well, you'll see you?"

Qin Muxue couldn't help but ask Xu Junjian, Xu Junjian nodded, looked on the stage, but didn't give her another look.

"I will meet, as Qin Muyu."

"Admiration Yu?!"

Qin Muxue couldn't help but shout softly, how could Xu Jun see that slut's name? Not even if it's not the same person!

"This name was used by Mo Bai before, but now you can use it again......"

"Isn't it just a name, anyone can do it?"

Xu Jun didn't care when he saw what he said, and then he looked at Qin Muxue gently, still looking gentle and elegant, but it made Qin Muxue feel that he was being seen through and suddenly felt cold.

"Xue'er, don't you hate this Qin Muyu? I went up to foil you and make his reputation stink, what's so bad? ”

"Cher, let me be willful for once."

Hearing this, Qin Muxue nodded shyly. Xu Jun saw that he really understood her, and everything he did was for himself. With a sweet heart, Qin Muxue put her beautiful hair in a bun and played when her name was called.

"Isn't it just a name? Anyone can? Oh, you don't deserve it. ”

After Qin Muxue came to power, Mo Bai suddenly spoke up, and there was a rare seriousness in the ruffian's voice. Amber eyes looked at Xu Junjian, implying threat. Who knew that Xu Jun also looked at him, and there was nothing gentle in his eyes, it was a kind of paranoid fanaticism.

"Do you know that Han Yu? Han Yu is Qin Muyu, you know, right? ”

Mo Bai narrowed his eyes and glared at Xu Junjian, wanting to see something in his eyes. What is that, an expectation, a longing, an attachment that is lost and regained. Could it be that Xu Jun knows Han Yu? Han Yu, Han Yu, you are really recruiting. A brother Yan, a Xue Candle and Duanmu Li are not counted, and they have provoked this mysterious Xu Junjian?

"I want to get him, if you hinder me...... You can't stay here for a while. ”

Xu Jun's arrogance when he saw the smile, a kind of ambition that made people look very unpleasant, Mo Bai felt that the bones on his fingers were clicking.

"Heh, you still don't rely on Qin Muxue, what's the matter, when you get into her bed and become her concubine, you can drive me away? You can try to see if you can catch me away. ”

Xu Junjian saw obvious disgust in his eyes when he heard Mo Bai mention Qin Muxue, and he didn't hide it. Mo Bai sarcastically said,

"What, I hate Qin Muxue and still stay by her side? Fake temptation to seduce her? ”

"Each other, each other."

The two looked at each other and hated each other, both had unspeakable secrets, both had impure purposes, and they didn't speculate for more than half a sentence, so the two simply stopped talking and looked at the stage together.

The impatience in Mo Bai's heart gave birth to a little bit, Han Yu is still Qin Muyu, can't you be a little better? Looked at the second floor, thinking that the villain and the two men were alone in the same room, or the latter two had thoughts about her, Mo Bai secretly gritted his teeth. What about Qin Chuyan's brother? Where did the death go? Just give this little white rabbit to others?

Oh, this little conscienceless, master, I am busy for her, in order to understand her poison, I asked around and sold myself into the enemy camp, when have I ever been so wronged? The more I thought about it, the more I felt a little inexplicably wronged, Mo Bai continued to think, master, I fought for her like this, she didn't know yet, she didn't know, she treated me as an enemy, she sat in someone else's arms, she ......

Becoming more and more irritable, Mo Bai looked at the woman on the stage who began to write poems and show off, the smile on the corner of his mouth remained unchanged, but his eyes were full of sarcasm: Do you want to hack her? Qin Muxue, do you know that you are not as good as her?

His eyes softened, and Mo Bai sighed secretly. What if she is mistaken by her, she is wary of being regarded as an enemy, even if she hates herself, she can bear it. As long as he can find an antidote, let her live a long life, without the pain of poison, he feels that no matter what, his life is worth it.

Xu Junjian's heart was also on the second floor, a persistent desire, he saw the shadow of his master from the young man named Han Yu. He is an outcast of Zongheng Academy, the chief disciple of Zongheng Academy, and he can see his nominal master, Shangguan Yishui, every day. His personality used to be irritable and uninhibited, and he didn't take the world's etiquette seriously, let alone have no ethical guidelines. He liked books, so he went to Zongheng Academy, and with a little thought about his intelligence, he won the seat of the chief disciple. He had a smooth journey, he restrained his irascible personality, he patiently became a senior brother in the door, and he was willing to remain incognito for the academy. Mr. Zhou, the vice president of Zongheng Academy, said that he was likely to become the only personal disciple of the dean. But in the end, he did not achieve this honor, he was finally expelled from the Zongheng Academy and expelled from Daqi, and even his name was hidden, as if he had not studied in the Zongheng Academy, leaving no traces there, except for those senior brothers and brothers who had received his favor. But even if it is them, this name has to rot in their hearts, Xu Jun saw this name.

Xu Junjian returned to Ruihua alone, he did not change his name, he was still Xu Junjian, he still wore the gentle mask he was accustomed to in Zongheng Academy, and his ambition remained unchanged. He originally complained about the injustice of fate, how he was a genius like him but had no father and no mother and was born lowly, but now he wants to get ahead, but not to prove to the world how good he is, but to show a man, to the man he has always loved. He, Xu Junjian, even if he does not have the identity of his apprentice, he can be famous all over the world. After he succeeded, he would approach him again in the same capacity as him, and at that time, even though it was still taboo, no one would be allowed to say anything about him!

All of this was slightly shaken after seeing the man named Han Yu. Like, very similar, the same low-key and arrogant, the same worry in the world with a little compassion. The kind of spear he sits on a horse and wields blood, pointing at himself who is prostrate on the ground, and his gaze is full of contempt, and there is no compassion. He admits that he was conquered. And now, he wants to conquer the king on horseback and make him submit to himself!

Qin Muxue wrote, "Looking back at the place where I have always been bleak, I have returned, and there is neither wind and rain nor ruthlessness." ”

The handwriting is beautiful, and the meaning is free and easy.

"It's late autumn, and I encountered rain on the way home, and I didn't bring rain gear. The people who traveled with him all rushed back, in a hurry," said a master of ceremonies, who was very old and in a rather open-minded mood, he squinted his eyes and shook his head slightly, as if he was savoring, and couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and continued,

"I was not like them, I looked back, the rain was bleak, and when I looked up, the rain was falling. Everyone is running, but I am the only one who has the leisure to look left and right, and walk slowly. ”

"After a while, the weather turned rainy to clear. It's wet, but what? Looking back at the place where it rained just now, go home, whether it rains or the weather is sunny, I am myself. ”

"Good poetry!"

Self-explanation, self-absorption, the master of ceremonies was impressed by the open-mindedness, and was about to continue, but he heard a sentence in the air,

"Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself."

"Yes, don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself! What a solution! The master of ceremonies nodded in surprise and looked at the second floor, but saw a stunning young man in the curtain opened in the middle of the second floor.

"Han Yu?" Someone at the bottom exclaimed, the young man was inconvenient, and after leaving a sentence, he retreated into the curtain, and the curtain that gathered everyone's eyes blocked their view.

"Sure enough, only Han Yu can tell the meaning of the poem in one sentence." Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself', a good sentence, better than three points! ”

Someone in the audience whispered, and the words caused everyone to be in harmony. Qin Muxue standing on the stage was like being isolated on an island, and she became a joke on her own.

"Qin Muyu!" The same name flashed in the hearts of different people, from the mouths of different people, with smiles and gnashing teeth, connivance and admiration.

"Thirty-seventh, Han Yu!"

The exciting name sounded again, and Qin Muyu was already ready in the audience. Just now, Xue Zhu told her that her position in the poetry competition was not at the bottom, but behind Qin Chuhan, that is, after Qin Muxue. It was because Qin Muyu suddenly spoke just now, and Qin Muxue's face fell.

Qin Muyu and Qin Muxue's eyes met on and off the stage, one with a gentle smile full of hatred in his eyes, and the other with a cute smile with a playful look in his eyes.

"Do you know how to write?"

When the two passed by, Qin Muxue said with a smile, in the eyes of outsiders, it was an ambiguous encounter between a peerless beauty and a little son, perhaps it was fate that arranged these two people to be hostile It was a prank, so that they could slowly fall in love and kill each other. But really? The two are eager to kill each other, but love? That kind of thing was a toy that Qin Muxue used to tease Qin Muyu when she was young, and now she no longer needs it.

"No, it won't."

Qin Muyu also smiled and nodded, and stepped back slightly to make way for Qin Muxue, unconsciously showing a pity.

Everyone is looking forward to what kind of masterpiece this amazing and glamorous young man can write, and the young man walked the dragon and snake, and wrote a pair of words in a short time. Everyone looked forward to it, only Xue Zhu and Duanmu Li on the second floor did not look at it, but a white cat that was snorting melon seeds and touching it again at some point.

"Little guy's words, really?"

Xue Candle's lazy laughter was obviously stifled, and Duanmu Li replied coldly, "Hmm." ”

"I really want to know how it feels for people with high expectations to see the little guy's 'chicken paw word'?"

Duanmu Li's mouth stopped when he swallowed melon seeds, and the small case was already full of mountains of melon seeds with a high head, and he said coldly,

"If I go up and help him write, I can make the people of the Three Kingdoms shut up."

Xue Zhu was noncommittal, raised the kitten and looked at the cat, narrowed his round eyes and looked at him, meow meow, meow softly,

"The little guy won't let it, and even if the little guy doesn't look good, the content is enough to amaze the world."

"The logo of Zongheng Academy is going to be changed."

The more Xue Candle spoke, the more satisfied he became, and he was honored, as if it was not Qin Muyu who was standing on the stage but himself, smiling extremely satisfied,

"What if you have the financial resources to try more? Alas, pity me for having nothing to do with the wealth of the enemy. ”

"It's time for you to show it soon, and after the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting competition, Mozhu is out of the cabinet. Mozhu used all her competitions to tell you about it, 'even if you are ruthlessly abandoned, you can't be ashamed'. You can throw as much money as you want, gold and silver. ”

"Duanmu Li, you obviously know my friendship for the little guy, and you deliberately say such things, it's really uncute."

"I'm cute to you."

"Tsk, but even if you say that, it won't go as you wish." Xue Candle smiled secretly, "I'm not a young man, I'm just a rich man who was robbed in the forest." ”

Qin Muyu's writing is very large, and the nine characters cover the paper to the fullest, and there is no beauty at all. If you look closely, the characters look like children's graffiti, fragmented, and the structure of the strokes can be described as chaotic. What's even more terrifying is that he still writes such a huge character, and he has to write the calligraphy that needs to be framed like a banner on the street.

"This is the handwriting that Han Yu wrote on this day? He was not talented in his life, but when he was eight years old, his handwriting was much more beautiful than his. ”

"Well, this kind of character can't be called calligraphy at all, even the graffiti of young children is much better than this."

"Haha, so I'm going to participate in the Ruihua Event, this Han Yu is afraid that if he wins two games, he won't take my Ruihua scholars seriously, right? If he could call it calligraphy, then I would go back and frame my five-year-old nephew's calligraphy. ”

There is a lot of discussion below, and there are no people who gloat. But they didn't laugh for long, and they saw the five emcees like a vicious dog who hadn't eaten for five days saw fresh flesh and bones, just like a traveler who hadn't drunk water for five days saw a clear spring water, vulgar, like a wicked man who had been abstinent for a long time saw a delicate girl, and pounced on the stage.

The five emcees surrounded the ugly calligraphy, but it was as if they had seen a rare treasure. One of the master of ceremonies wanted to touch it with his hand, but he took it back halfway, and looked at the calligraphy with the other three people, specifically looking at the nine big characters on it, and his eyes were shocked and excited that no one had ever seen, unbelievable, or it could be called - shock.

"This ...... Is this really what you wrote? ”

The eldest master of ceremonies asked in a trembling voice, Qin Muyu had already retreated from the encirclement of the five emcees, stood on the periphery with his arms crossed, and when he heard this, he raised his eyebrows and replied,

"This ugly word, this is the only one, there is no other semicolon."

But they didn't have the heart to joke with him, but still looked at the unspeakable treasure in their eyes. Qin Muxue was surprised to see that Xu Junjian, who had always been moody, was suddenly staring at the stage in a stupid way, but his eyes were not focused, and his mouth was constantly muttering, listening carefully, nine words,

"Self-cultivation, Qi family, governing the country, and leveling the world."