This situation is like the female table tennis big demon Zhang Yining training team pet Ai Fukuhara, seeing that Ai-chan was about to be abused and crying, but suddenly became powerful, and a high-spin kickoff hit the big demon king and caught him off guard, how can the audience in the island country not be excited?

- I know it's losing, but I have to disgust you slut, you brag?

Well, that's probably what it means.

Yao Gongzi, who had a gloomy face, couldn't help but smile and nod at this time, feeling very satisfied.

He quietly glanced at Miss Lianxing next to him, and found that she was also frowning slightly, as if she was also stumped by this couplet, and he couldn't help but feel even more proud.

Even Lan Qingming couldn't help but say to Bai He at this time: "Old Bai, if you can't be right, it's wrong, we've won enough, let's let them sigh for a while......"

Damn, you're a little bit promising, okay?! Bai He couldn't help but curse.

He didn't speak, not because he couldn't come out, but because it was a little strange, he was just a broken pair, how could these so-called talents be happy like this? It seems that it's really a bad brain, and it's hopeless......

As for being scolded as a slut to his face, he was not angry at all. Anyway, he has heard countless scoldings in two lives, and he has already been immune, not to mention the fluttering word "slut"?

At this time, when all the talented people saw that he didn't speak, and they didn't know where the confidence came from, they all decided that he couldn't come out, and they coaxed one after another: "Slut, you're right!" ”

"That's right, you're right! Weren't you very nervous just now? Why is it cowardly now? ”

Bai He looked around, only to feel that these people were really ridiculous, and they really responded to the sentence "Dezhi cats are crazy over tigers", so he laughed and said, "Hahaha...... If I can't come out, wouldn't I be very sorry for the star master I watched together back then? Anyway, since you have to beg for scolding, then I have no choice but to fulfill you, who makes me feel good......"

He swept around, then pointed to the group of talented people and said slowly: "You guys, your family is poor in ten rooms, and you can only afford to read if you get eight taels or seven dollars, six cents and five millimeters and four cents, and now you come to visit a green building and half-heartedly think about chasing stars, which is simply obscene!" ”

Syllable!

Bang Bang Bang!

As soon as these words came out, the "face slap trio" was immediately played, and all the talents felt that their faces were a little numb, and if they removed the irrelevant words in the middle, this slut was really right, and it was very clever - the ninth genius just scolded the two of them, and he scolded them in turn for a large part.

Sure enough, if you can't pretend to be forced but you are slapped in the face, all the talented people burst into tears on the spot.

Defy!

We've got one more person! And it's the strongest person - Wu Crazy Sheng!

"Wu Gongzi, you must wait for me to take a bad breath, and teach this slut a hard lesson!" All the talented people were in tears.

Under the expectation of everyone, there was a sudden loud "bang", which was the sound of the wine jar falling to the ground. The sound was very loud, and it was obviously not unintentionally knocked over, but someone deliberately broke it.

Bai He couldn't help but be slightly startled, thinking that they were in a hurry to make a move, so he hurriedly followed the prestige.

I saw that the crowd suddenly split into a passage, and in the middle, a black-clothed scholar with a scalp radiating from his scalp was walking slowly on the broken jar. This scholar was extremely wild, and he was still holding a jar of freshly opened amber wine in his hand, he drank it while walking, and when he walked in front of Bai He, the jar of wine was already empty, and the posture was simply domineering, quite Bai He's style of "I drink and get drunk alone".

As soon as he saw this black-clothed scholar, Lan Qingming next to him suddenly exclaimed: "Wow, I know that the finale is not so simple!" Lao Bai, you have to be careful, this opponent is not simple, it's Wu Mad! ”

And as soon as Yao Gongzi saw the black-clothed scholar appear, his face, which had been gloomy, also improved a lot, revealing a smile that he had a chance to win.

Even Miss Lianxing, who had been silently watching the battle, was slightly startled at this time, and said softly: "Dare to love this is the first crazy student in Jinling who is famous in the south of the Yangtze River?" ”

"It's just a cheap name, but it has also entered the ears of Miss Pixing, Wu Mou is fortunate to have three lives!" The black-clothed scholar replied with a smile.

Miss Pixing smiled and said: "Wu Gongzi is serious, the name of the first crazy life in Jinling is like thunder in the Jiangnan area, and Pixing has been fascinated for a long time, and he just hates not seeing him." Unexpectedly, Wu Gongzi was in front of him, and Pixing didn't recognize it. It's really clumsy, and I ask Wu Gongzi to forgive me. ”

"Hehe, Miss is polite!" Wu Madsheng smiled, obviously very useful.

However, he didn't just care about being polite with the goddess and forgot about the business, he threw away the wine jar casually, glanced at Bai He contemptuously and said: "One person is only for one couplet, that's too boring, Bai Gongzi, how about we have a literary fight?" ”

"Uh...... What do you say? What Wendou? ”

Bai He didn't expect this black-clothed scholar to be so big, and even a big star like Miss Lianxing was "fascinated" by him for a long time, and he was also taken aback, but before he was shocked, he was stunned by the new word "Wendou" again. Thinking that he knew that he would win all battles, he quietly asked Lan Qingming: "Xiaolan, who is that goods?" What is Wendou? ”

Sweat, Lan Qingming wiped the cold sweat.

He was also shocked by the black-clothed scholar's coaxing appearance, and for a while he forgot about Baihe's "amnesia", so he hurriedly explained a few words in a low voice.

It turned out that this black-clothed scholar was named Wuyun, and he was the most powerful "trump card" under Yao Gongzi, known as the first madman in Jinling

He is not only crazy, drunk, but also crazy in couplet kung fu, which is a veritable Jinling must. But if you see people unhappy, no matter what you do, you will talk about it. Under the pretext of insulting, he used these tricks to scold Huai, and he used them very well, and he was a well-known poisonous tongue. He is very good at writing, and he has the support of Yao Gongzi behind him, so in the area of the Qinhuai River, no one dares to provoke.

Over time, no one dared to scold him anymore, so he won the title of "the first madman in Jinling", which is very famous in the south of the Yangtze River.

As for the literary fight, it is a unique way of fighting between literati.

As the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there will be struggles. Especially in places such as green houses, restaurants, and wine shops, the struggle is particularly fierce.

For example, you and I are both visiting the kiln, I am flirting with my sister, you are bragging, and everyone is fine. But if your is too big and affects my flirtatious sister, or maybe I just see that you are unhappy, I don't want to hear you brag here, and I want to drive you out, then what should I do?

What else can I do? Hit!

Fighting is a rough thing to do, we are all Sven people, we don't use our mouths.

How?

It's very simple, Wendou.

The so-called literary fight, as the name suggests, is a competition between literati, fighting poetry, wine, couplets, and calligraphy...... As long as it's related to literati, anything.

Since ancient times, there is no second martial arts, no first, and there is friction between the two literati, so you must fight to the death before you can stop, so that the cultural fight is equivalent to the "life and death fight" in the martial arts, and it is the highest standard of life and death.

But Wendou also has the rules of Wendou. You can't say that you see me unhappy, and if you come to me for no reason, I must accept it, right? If I'm good at calligraphy, but you want to compare it to poetry, then won't I lose? However, this situation rarely occurs - after all, in this era, reading is a very expensive thing, everyone is working hard to learn, and there is rarely a phenomenon of deviation......

All in all, there must be a rule, or a certificate of qualification.

And this proof of qualification is usually the jar of wine that this madman kills - after all, he is a scholar, his body is weak, and he has no power to restrain the chicken, and it is also a great burden to kill a jar of wine in one gulp.

Of course, if you are talented and drink amazingly, then congratulations, you have won at the starting line, see who is unhappy and go straight to fuck him, without any psychological burden - according to the saying of this era: you can't even drink alcohol, and you dare to learn to fight? Go home and sell salted duck eggs!

Now that Wu Madsheng has dried that jar of wine, then you Baihe must take it, otherwise you will admit that you will get out, which is probably what it means.