"So you're all sent by people from Anyuan? That Ning Yuan's scholar is really pitiful, he has been inexplicably carried by the black pot for so many years. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Mo Qian said vaguely while eating the grapes peeled by Ting'er, completely ignoring the angry expressions of the few people next to him.

If this is the case, then Ning Yuan is really wronged, and he was hacked for some reason.

And it was in a way that Ning Yuan Shizi couldn't fight back at all.

Because we can't go around telling people that those who are on the Nebula Club are not our people, they are all spies sent by the other party......

We can't even get into the Nebula Society, it's much worse than being hacked.

Mo Qian originally thought that by saying this, the shame of these people would be awakened.

But I didn't expect these goods to still eat the delicacies on the table without changing their faces, and they didn't even look at them. Mo Qian sighed deeply, the three views of this group of people are not correct, and if there is a chance, they must be captured back to Ningyuan for reconstruction.

Mo Qian just wanted to say something, but the person who spoke just now took the initiative to come over again.

"Friend, I see that you are also a newcomer, in Xia Zhao Thirteen, the people in the rivers and lakes are called 'Thousand Faces Thirteen Lang', and I will call you a brother. I don't know what to call my brother? ”

As the so-called stretching out your hand and not hitting the smiling person, Zhao 13 knows this truth.

But for the situation that Mo Qian has been pulling on his face for a long time...... Zhao Shisan was deeply incomprehensible.

"Brother, what are you doing here? You let me ...... like that What a shame! Zhao Shisanqiang endured his face being pulled into a pig's head by Mo Qian, and said embarrassedly.

"Oh!" Mo Qian just reacted, and said embarrassedly: "I was scared by your reputation just now, I just wanted to see if the so-called 'Thousand Faces' is really a thousand faces, or if it is shameless at all." ”

Zhao Shisan's head instantly burst out with a few black lines, this big brother, it's not very important!

He said sarcastically, "This is all a nickname in the rivers and lakes, and it can't be true, as for how this nickname came about, brother, you will know later." ”

"Hahaha, interesting, next time I'll definitely see what your 'Thousand Faces' is?"

Mo Qian smiled, "By the way, my name is Mo Qian, and I am the one who gave me the nickname 'Deadly Scholar' from the rivers and lakes." ”

Mo Qian slapped his chest "banging", and his face was full of "the heroes of the rivers and lakes are me".

But if Senior Bai is here, he will definitely complain about him fiercely, what kind of people are called in the rivers and lakes...... You installed it yourself.

"Ahem, ahem...... Hello Mo Gongzi. Zhao 13 completely ignored the shameful nickname of "Deadly Scholar".

"People in the rivers and lakes, naturally go to the world with nicknames, a thousand faces and thirteen langs, please call me 'life-killing scholar', or 'life-taking'."

Mo Qian corrected Zhao Shisan without changing his face.

"Okay, Mr. Mo."

“……”

"To be honest, in fact, it was not the idea of the people here in Anyuan to come here, on the contrary, it was the people from Ningyuan who hired us."

Zhao Shisan cleaned up his emotions and said to Mo Qian.

"Why is that?"

After finishing speaking, Mo Qian figured out that as a scholar, it would be a sign of cowardice not to dare to participate in the Nebula Club, but if he came, he would be insulted by people every year.

So they came up with a compromise solution, paid a certain amount of money, and let these people be scolded on their behalf, and they had to be scolded sincerely!

Let the scolded show your style!

Let others see that although they are defeated, they still have the spirit.

After listening to this, Mo Qian didn't feel good in his heart, if a football team could have such a scolded attitude, why worry about Asian injustice.

There will be no dish named after this team - stewed pork knuckles with stinky tofu.

Mo Qian was just about to say something, when the sound of gongs and drums came from the courtyard, and then the singing and dancing troupe performed on stage.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Shisan hurriedly made gestures and silenced him: "Shh, now that the Nebula Club is ready to start, remember to keep smiling when you are scolded later, and have a good spirit of admitting your mistakes, big brother, I can only help you get here." ”

After finishing speaking, Zhao 13 immediately sat upright and smiled, revealing the good qualities of a professional gunman.

The song and dance continued, but Mo Qian didn't have much of the heart to look at it, on the one hand, because he was really worried about the situation of Ning Yuan Shizi.

The quality of a place's development depends not only on how much money it can earn, but also on the number of scholars, especially those who have made meritorious contributions, is often an important factor in judging an official's political achievements.

On the other hand, Mo Qian was indeed disappointed by this slow dance, of course...... Mainly disappointed with the quality of the dancers.

Ting'er beside her was looking at the dancers on the stage with relish, while judging in her heart.

Suddenly, seeing Mo Qian's absent-minded appearance, he gently tugged on Mo Qian's sleeve.

"Childe, you don't seem interested in these dances, do you?"

"Well, since I saw Ting'er's beautiful dancing, I don't have much interest in these mundane dances." Mo Qian looked at Ting'er and laughed.

"Childe, you are lying, I have seen it just now, although there is a gap between these dancers and me, but it is by no means like what you said, there are still commendable points in the dance, and if you practice hard, you will succeed in the future."

Ting'er analyzed seriously.

Mo Qian didn't expect Ting'er to understand his words so much, so he touched his nose and said, "I mean, although this dance is good, there is no such lovely woman as Ting'er among these dancing girls." ”

"Childe, you ......"

The innocent Ting'er didn't expect that Mo Qian's words actually meant something else, and after understanding, she turned her face shyly to the side, not daring to look at Mo Qian.

"What, angry?"

Mo Qian turned his head to look at Ting'er, this joke seemed to be a bit too much.

Especially in a feudal country like Daqi, unless it is a woman from the pavilion on the green building.

And Ting'er is a Qing person, so it must be inappropriate to make such a joke.

Unexpectedly, Ting'er just lowered her head and shook her head, and a touch of crimson spread on her cheeks, which were as white as beautiful jade, until the root of her ears, which was incomprehensible.

"Ting'er, I wonder if you would like to dance again?" Mo Qian asked softly.

"Ting'er was originally a Qinglou woman, and she had to make a smile on everyone's face in order to make a living, and this dance was just to please people, if she could, I didn't want to dance anymore."

Ting'er said that the dances she dances are all to please people, and she has never liked it.

Mo Qian glanced at Ting'er a few times, "It's a pity. ”

Such a beautiful figure, even if it is placed in the previous life, it is a proper model level.

And with that innocent face that was rare in the previous life, I don't know how many people can be fascinated?

It's a pity to collect the mountain like this.

Seeing Mo Qian's disappointed expression, Ting'er couldn't help but get closer to Mo Qian.

whispered in Mo Qian's ear: "But if the son wants to see it, Ting'er is willing to dance for the son, just for the son." ”

The girl exhaled like an orchid, with green feelings, gently stirring Mo Qian's mind, itchy.

"Is it okay to dance anything?" Mo Qian swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his lips a little dry.

"Well, anything goes."

Mo Qian suddenly thought a little uncontrollably, in his previous life, there seemed to be a very enchanting dance, which seemed to be very suitable for Ting'er's figure.

Mo Qian couldn't imagine what kind of scene Ting'er in a bikini was gently twisting her waist around the steel pipe.

It's a bit impulsive to think about.

It's just that this impulse brings a little bit of after-effects.

"Childe, why did you get a nosebleed?!"