Coriander thinks that the "Four Great Talents" are full of people who dance and write, even if they don't know how to play the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and songs, at least they have to be like Xiao Dongrong and Ma Feng, who can have a talent that can be mastered.

But Fujihikodo actually said that he wanted to compete with her, and Coriander said that he accepted incompetence.

Xiao Dongrong plays the piano well, and Ma Feng has a set of playing with mud -

Coriander reluctantly admitted that these two people were qualified to be one of the four talents, but if Fuji Yantang really relied on his fists and feet to become one of the ranks, then don't blame Coriander for having an idea.

If that's the case, wouldn't it be a thug on the street who could take Fujihikodo's place among the four major materials?

It's really worrying.

The second master of the vine is beautiful on the surface, but in fact, life is not easy

At the little eyes full of pity on the coriander, Fujihiko Tang laughed.

Did he say or do anything, as for making her look like that?

Fujihiko Tang knew that Cilantro had misunderstood what he meant, "The dance I said is different from the meaning of the competition you said—"

As he spoke, he lifted his smooth chin and glanced in the direction of the stage.

Reading the hint in his eyes, Coriander suddenly realized, and then realized that Fujihiko Tang was going to compete with her in dancing.

But here's the problem.

"How do you dance without music?"

That's a real problem.

Glancing at the empty live conducting orchestra, Fujihiko frowned slightly.

This is a private party, except for the four talents and the people they brought, he deliberately did not allow Bo Xi to let others in.

There is a person here who is very good at playing the piano, and Xiao Dongrong can improvise to accompany them.

Just as he was about to volunteer, Ma Feng stood up suddenly. Heng Mei said angrily: "The two old men are dancing, just like little girls, don't be so ashamed!" He pointed to the empty stage with his crossed arms, "Take out the momentum of your old men, and go up to give Lao Tzu a real fist and foot competition!" ”

Whether it is a dance competition or a martial arts competition, coriander is unwilling. Because it's too much of a waste of effort. It's tiring.

Honestly-

It's not that she can't dance, and it's not impossible to do kung fu with her fists and feet, she instinctively has a fear of Fujihikodo.

She'd felt that way for a long time. Fujihikodo is a man who is not easy to deal with, perhaps because she smells the same breath as her from Fujiyantang's body

If you don't fight Fuji Yantang, I'm afraid that Ma Feng won't give up, and it's unlikely that Coriander wants to get rid of Baiyuemen as soon as possible.

Pull out the gold pocket watch. Looking at the time, it was past four o'clock in the afternoon.

Coriander remembered that before the Commander Qu cake shop came out today, the boss of the canal told her to go back before five o'clock. Late arrivals will result in a salary deduction.

In order to be in a hurry, Coriander simply let it go, and said as if it were death: "Compare, come!" ”

Fujihiko had a headache.

One in the ring. That's going to be the one that doesn't die, doesn't hurt, doesn't perish. What should I do if my fists and feet have no eyes, and I really hurt others? It was a very elegant party, but it was unlucky to see blood.

He cupped his forehead and thought for a moment. Then he set the rules of the game, "Or else." We don't need to make any military orders so seriously, just stop at the point. ”

Ma Feng couldn't wait for Fuji Yantang to beat the coriander, but he was not an unreasonable person. From the blue and white porcelain bowl he made that is enough to be fake, it can be seen that he is a person with thick and fine.

"Then take the lead!"

Coriander didn't quite understand what Ma Feng meant by "winning the handsome".

Soon, according to Ma Feng's instructions, Bo Xi came to the upstairs office and brought a folding fan down.

The folding fan is unfolded, and a big word "handsome" is written on the white fan surface.

This folding fan is used by Ma Feng to pretend to be handsome, and when it is hot, he will always be seen playing with this fan in his hand. The last time he came to Baiyue Gate with a fan, it was just in time for the cooling weather, so he threw the fan into Fujihikodo's office.

There's a microphone stand on stage. Bo Xilai placed the folding fan on the stand.

Cilana and Fujihiko stand on opposite sides of the stage, both of them about far from the stand with the folding fan in the center of the stage.

Considering the factors of coriander itself, she felt that such an arrangement was very unreasonable, and there was no way, who made her legs short.

Fujihiko Hall is different, he can rely on his advantage of long legs to seize the opportunity.

In this game, the chances of winning Coriander are not great.

Channel Cheng is also not optimistic about coriander, and does not think that she can take advantage of Fujihikodo. However, he was more worried about Coriander's personal safety than losing the game.

Fujihiko is an unfathomable person, who can be good at martial arts, especially in martial arts, and has never met an opponent so far.

Before he got involved with the Rong Ji Chamber of Commerce, Fuji Yantang was a character who terrified the gangsters in the streets and alleys of the entire Shanghai market!

Impossible-

Although the nickname Oni-faced Samurai sounds like that, when it comes to Fujihikodo, it's not the same thing.

Channel Cheng couldn't help but get up and said to the coriander on the stage: "This game, forget it." ”

Even if Coriander admits defeat, he just loses this one, and it is not really a loss to Fujihikodo. By the time he sits in the bank, he can pull back another game.

Coriander knew that he was kind, but she didn't appreciate it, "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry!" ”

Ma Feng rushed over and pressed the channel into a pinch, for fear that he would really persuade Coriander to quit the game.

Afraid that someone would change his hexagram, Ma Feng hurriedly gave an order to the two people on the stage, "Let's start!" ”

I don't know if Fujihiko Tang deliberately released water to the other party, or if he was in a state of despissing the enemy, his eyes never took off his strange equipment and swept to the stand in the center of the stage.

At the moment when his attention wandered, a black shadow flew "whoosh".

Sensing a rush of crisis, Fujihiko raised his eyes to see that it was a hat whirling towards him.

He turned on one side and dodged.

By distracting him, Coriander managed to buy herself some time.

She ran at full speed towards the stand in the center of the stage, with the aim of snatching the folding fan on the stand.

Fujihikodo's face changed slightly, and he took a big step without thinking, and almost simultaneously reached the midpoint with coriander.

He subconsciously stretched out his long arm, and saw that his five fingers were about to touch the folding fan on the stand, but it was not as fast as coriander.

Coriander leaped up, the whole person was in the air, and raised a kick to kick the tiger's mouth in Fujihikodo's palm, which was neither light nor heavy, but it was just able to numb his nerves.

Fujihikodo's outstretched palm suddenly lost consciousness, and he suddenly looked up at coriander, his eyes full of incredulity. For a moment, he even had an urge to see if it was the face of coriander under the hideous ghost face. (To be continued) >