Song Wen also looked at her a little weirdly, "Seventh brother, you, are you okay?" ”

Shangguan Yuanyuan remembered what these two people did when they stopped Li Zheng's carriage.

She couldn't cry or laugh, but it was impossible to admit that Li Zhenghu's person was herself in front of these two people.

I had to say: "What can I do, I'm fine, by the way, I heard that there are many talented women here today, and the female champion with the highest voice will also come?" Is there such a thing? ”

In the original book, the female champion is Song Wen's predecessor and has given Song Wen a lot of help, but unfortunately, the female champion is never allowed to be reused when she enters the court because of her status as a woman.

There are not many descriptions of this female champion in the original book, and her biggest role is to successfully introduce Song Wen into the court, which can be regarded as the identity of Song Wen's other mentor.

And today, the biggest purpose of coming here is to let Song Wen and this female champion befriend, which can be regarded as advancing the plot in the original book.

After the three of them entered, Mencius mysteriously took Song Wen and Shangguan Yuanyuan to find a quiet place to sit down.

"The female champion that Qi Shao is very interested in is actually my cousin, Ye Fangru."

Mencius followed the words, only to let Shangguan Yuanyuan's words wake up the dreamer, in the original book, Mencius followed the accident early, Ye Fangru and his line did not find out.

It turned out that he was related to Mencius, so the matter asked by Song was stable.

"Qi Shao and Song asked you to rest here first, and I will go to her." Mencius got up after saying that.

Shangguan Yuanyuan found that Song Wen didn't have much stage fright today, and his eyes looked around, for so many literati, there are seniors and young newcomers, but most of them are really talented and learned.

In such an atmosphere, Song Wen is still eager to fit in.

After all, human beings need to socialize, and Song Wen was expelled from school because of family changes, and then suffered because of Liu Yi's reputation for suppression.

The two of them sat for a long time, and then saw Mencius come over with a very cold-looking woman.

There was no superfluous embellishment on the woman's body, she was wearing a pale brocade, her hair was like ink, and she only used a hosta to tie her hair.

"Cousin, this is Qi Shao, the manager of our shop, this is Song Wen, I mentioned him to you, he is very talented, I came here today, I also want to ask you a question or two."

After Mencius followed the introduction, the originally cold face of this female champion named Ye Fangru fell on Shangguan Yuanyuan's face after sweeping Song Wen.

As if she was stunned, she didn't come to her senses until Song Wen called her seniors several times.

"Oh, hello, Song asked the little brother." Ye Fangru's voice was a little perfunctory.

Her eyes were still looking at Shangguan Yuanyuan without blinking, and the tone of her voice was similar to Fang Cai's cold and perfunctory judgment towards Mencius and Song Wen.

is completely different from the cold and disdainful Gao Gao when she appeared.

"Qishao, hello, my name is Ye Fangru."

Shangguan Yuanyuan was flattered, he didn't expect the female champion to be so friendly to him.

"Ye Zhuangyuan, hello......" she opened her mouth to say hello, and the other party was slightly stunned, "Or call me Ru'er." ”

"Ahem, cough, ahem......" Shangguan Yuanyuan looked at Ye Fangru in surprise.

Why does this person speak so passionately and heroically with this person's cold temperament?

Mencius finally couldn't stand it anymore, "Cousin, it's so inappropriate to meet for the first time. ”

Ye Fangru frowned, "I have a very close relationship with the seventh young brother, what's wrong?" ”

Shangguan Yuanyuan's heart was not good.

Are you exuding charm again?

Look at this female champion looking at her face flushed, her eyes were hot, and she swallowed saliva again and again.

No way? No way? Could this be the familiar formula again, the rhythm of peach blossom debt?