Although the words are polite and envious, the expression is arrogant and contemptuous.

Su Han glared: "What nonsense, that was my classmate last time!" ”

Su Han pulled Chu Zimo and said, "This is my girlfriend, Chu Zimo." This is Liu Yixing, a disciple of Maoshan. As he spoke, he gave a general introduction to the situation of both sides.

Liu Yixing shook his head angrily: "Alas, it's a pity, the beautiful swan is paired with a toad, Brother Song, if you are half as handsome as me, you can barely be rated as a talented woman, but it's a pity." ”

Yuzao on the side said coldly: "Noise, shut your mouth." ”

The corners of Liu Yixing's mouth trembled, I don't know why, he never had the courage to face Yuzao, and it seemed that he had left a psychological shadow.

"That, Brother Song, are you also for Ma Liangbi?" Liu Yixing leaned towards Su Han and asked in a low voice.

Su Han didn't hide it, and nodded generously: "Well, I heard that the Japanese are also interested, so I came over just in case." ”

Liu Yixing looked around, lowered his voice again, and said, "Then do you know where Ma Liangbi is now?" ”

Su Hanqi said: "Since it is a prize, it is naturally on the scene." ”

Chu Zimo interjected: "No, I went to check yesterday, Ma Liangbi was not at the scene, it seems that someone reminded the organizer that Ma Liangbi is now hidden in the bank's vault." ”

Su Han said: "That's not very good, at least ensure safety." ”

Liu Yixing shook his head: "Tsk, it's a big mistake, Song Zhenren, the nearest bank is also fifteen minutes to drive here, do you think it won't happen if it's just transported here?" ”

Su Han was taken aback: "It's bad, no wonder Shota Nakamura and Ise Kaede Jun dare to come over, it turns out that their main force is not here at all!" ”

Liu Yixing nodded with satisfaction: "But don't worry, our Maoshan disciples are already deployed along the road, once there is a change, we will definitely be able to know it as soon as possible." ”

Su Hanhu said suspiciously: "I haven't gotten acquainted with you to this extent, why are you telling me so much detail?" ”

Liu Yixing's face was embarrassed, he glanced at Yuzao, pulled Su Han aside, rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Brother, does your little sister have a master?" ”

Su Han rolled his eyes: "What, you want to accept her as an apprentice?" ”

Liu Yixing waved his hand again and again: "My master wants to accept her as a closed disciple, although the old man is not very powerful, but the prestige of the cultivation world is still there, your sister practices with my master, and no one dares to bully her, right?" ”

Su Han said with a smile: "Since you know my identity, you should know who my parents are, right?" Do you think they won't be able to teach my sister? ”

Liu Yixing was stunned for a moment, and patted his head: "Yes, why did I forget about this, your parents are both masters of thunder robbery, damn it, that old man still let me come over for a fart!" ”

Su Han patted him on the shoulder: "Maybe your master just wants to see what I look like, isn't it?" His gaze crossed Liu Yixing's shoulders and landed on a middle-aged man in a shabby blue coat sitting in the stands above.

Liu Yixing smiled embarrassedly: "Hey, hey, you can see it." ”

Su Han shook his head: "If you really want to persuade my sister, why do you have to pull me out so far." ”

Liu Yixing also stopped acting, turned around and beckoned to the man in blue, and shouted, "Master, he can see it, come down." ”

The middle-aged man was about 1.7 meters, with his hands behind his back, and walked slowly down the stands, his hair was tied into a bun, a wooden hairpin was inserted, and his thin face was deeply wrinkled.

"Su Han?" The middle-aged man smiled, "I've heard of you. ”

Su Han palmed one hand and saluted: "Amitayus, I've seen my predecessors." ”

The middle-aged man waved his hand: "Don't use these etiquettes on this occasion, my name is Song Yuanli, Song Zhenren, fortunately." ”

Seeing his kind attitude, Su Han relaxed a little: "Song Zhenren, let me introduce you to my companion, please come here." ”

Su Han took Song Yuanli to meet Chu Zimo and the others, and after introducing each other, Song Yuanli's attention was obviously on Yuzaoqian. Wonderful book

Yuzao was a little uncomfortable staring at him, and said in an unkind tone: "Song Zhenren, what's wrong with me?" ”

Song Yuanli was not angry, and said with a smile: "No, no, it's just that the old Taoist is a little curious when he sees that you are profound, flattering and demonic." ”

Su Han was shocked in his heart, but he couldn't see the color on his face, and asked, "Song Zhenren, how do you say this?" Are you saying that my sister doesn't look like a good person? ”

Song Yuanli shook his head: "Song Zhenren is too careful, Ling Mei was born with a foxy appearance, I am afraid it is ominous, the old Taoist is straightforward and fast-talking, although the words are not good, but please be more vigilant, so as not to be in vain." ”

Yuzao's face completely darkened, and Su Han also had a hidden anger: "Song Zhenren, we respect you senior, and please don't slander the people around me." ”

Liu Yixing hurriedly came up to dissuade: "Okay, okay, Brother Song, my master likes to show people's appearances, and he says that he is charming when he is good-looking, don't take it to heart." Master, too, it's rude to say these things when we first met, now is not the era of the past, the older generation has to listen to everything they say, and now we pay attention to the liberation of individuality and freedom of speech! Do you understand freedom of speech? It's ......"

Liu Yixing talked endlessly, but Song Yuanli kept looking at Yuzao with a smile, until the fist in front of Yuzao was white, and the gold in his eyes was about to gush out, so he left without saying a word.

"Hey, hey, Master, haven't you listened, let me tell you, you can't be like this in the future......" Liu Yixing's voice became farther and farther away, Su Han's tense body also relaxed, and he breathed a long sigh of relief: "It's okay, you have to pay attention in the future, these old Taoist priests are more awesome than the other." ”

Tamamo was silent for a moment and said, "He found out who I am." ”

Yuzao's words made Su Han and the others take a breath of cold air, and Su Han was shocked: "You mean, he found out that you are the nine-tailed heavenly fox Yuzao?" ”

Tamamo looked solemn and said, "I'm not sure if he found my true identity, but he definitely knows that I'm not human." Su Han secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "That's okay, Zimo is not a human being, since he didn't trouble Zimo, he shouldn't trouble you, right?" After all, my mother is also a fox demon. ”

Yuzao glanced at him, and smiled bitterly for some reason: "Creation makes people." ”

Su Hanqi said: "What do you mean? ”

Tamamo shook his head: "It's nothing, the game is about to start, let's go and prepare." ”

Su Han and the others accompanied Yuzao to prepare the competition supplies, but they didn't see it, and Liu Suibin in the distance cast a puzzled look. At about ten o'clock in the morning, the organizer finally appeared on the set up stage, the basketball court was evenly covered with a hundred tables, each laying out the picture scroll, Yuzao was a little left in the middle, and Chu Zimo stood beside her to help her study the ink.

The host is a middle-aged man with a fat figure, and next to him stands an old man wearing an earthy yellow Tang costume and walking on crutches. He lifted his glasses, made a promotional opening remark, and finally said loudly: "Now, I announce that the 45th Folk Painting Competition of Linjiang City will start!" ”

As a burst of applause fell, the host said: "Next, I would like to invite our organizer of today's competition, as well as the prize provider, Ma Xiaoyun, president of the Linjiang Calligraphy and Painting Association and member of the National Calligraphy and Painting Association, to give a speech to everyone!" With that, he handed the microphone to the old man's mouth.

The old man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said in a trembling voice: "Contestants, referees and guests, as well as calligraphy and painting lovers present, citizens and friends, hello, I am Ma Xiaoyun. I began to follow my grandfather to learn Chinese painting at the age of seven, it has been sixty-seven years, Linjiang City Painting Competition, has been held for forty-five years, I have participated in each session, today, it is an honor to be one of the funders and organizers of this competition, standing here to speak, the prize of this competition, is a sandalwood carving dragon pen left by my grandfather, has a high collection value, take it as a prize, I hope that more calligraphy and painting lovers, can carry forward our Chinese painting, thank you. ”

Su Han said to himself: "There are a total of 100 people participating in the competition, and the judges' scoring system is adopted, and there will definitely be a lot of tricks in it." Tachibana Yuzi said: "The predecessor is so powerful, he should win, right?" ”

Su Han shook his head: "Not necessarily, maybe she was indeed a great painter in a certain life, but the current painting style is not the same as before, and she has just picked it up, I don't think there is much hope." ”

Tachibana Xizi pointed to a young man in the middle of the field and said, "Is that a disciple of the Qingcheng faction?" ”

Su Han saw Liu Suibin in the stands opposite looking at the young man at a glance, so he nodded: "Yes, it doesn't seem that the strength is weak." ”

Tangerine Xizi's eyes were sharp, and she pulled Su Han's sleeve again, and pointed to the middle-aged man in the corner: "Song Zhenren just now." ”

Su Han smiled bitterly: "It's over, I look at the clothes to gameover, the more I look at it, the more I feel that everyone has two brushes." ”

Tachibana Yuko secretly glanced at Shota Nakamura, who was blocked in the last row, and comforted: "It's okay, Shota Nakamura is also playing with peace of mind." ”

Su Han nodded and said, "Let's start, let's find a good place to watch the clothes and paint." ”

Su Han took Tangerine Xizi, bypassed Liu Suibin's line of sight, and came to the stand next to him, just in front of Chu Zimo, who was studying ink, and Yuzao, who was painting seriously.

The theme of this competition is leisure, with a time limit of three hours, and Yuzao seems to have painted a landscape in front of her, but her brushwork is fierce, and the paintings she painted are also implied with murder, without half a taste of leisure.

At around half past eleven, the organizer sent staff to hand bread, milk and mineral water to each participant, and reminded that the competition was halfway through, and at this time, someone had already completed the work and sat behind the table waiting for the judges.

"Okay, our number 34 finishes the race. The No. 68 contestant here has also completed his work, and there is still an hour left in the time, and I hope the other contestants will grasp the rhythm. ”