"No one has died yet." The man in Tsing Yi looked downstairs and said, "Everyone is so cautious this year. ”

"It's like this in the first scene," Li Wenyao smiled gently, looking at the people standing or sitting in the room and Mu Kezhi who had nothing to do with himself, with a helpless look on his face, he had to greet people.

"Miss Zhu," Li Wenyao walked to Zhu Luan's side and looked at Zhu Rong and Zhu Yue standing behind her, "These two are your friends?" ”

"My cousin and cousin," Zhu Luan said, "I want to come over and join in the fun, it doesn't violate your rules, right?" ”

Li Wenyao's gaze stayed on Zhu Rong for a while, and he shook his head with a smile, "Anyone who can invite Tianzi Pavilion can bring friends." ”

After speaking, Li Wenyao called the waiter and arranged seats for the Zhu brothers and sisters who came in later, the Duan brothers and Princess Jinyang, who was a friend of the Duan brothers, all by the window, and everyone's seats were not close or far.

"Lord Duan, I should have invited you to sit in the main seat, but the rules of the Dusk Cloud Society, in the Tianzi Pavilion, only talk about the chief ......" When it was arranged to Duan Haochu, Li Wenyao explained with apprehension in his eyes.

Duan Haochu smiled disapprovingly, "I'll accompany Li Zheng today, don't talk about the official position here, I'm just your senior." ”

After speaking, he walked to another table and sat down, which happened to be behind Zhu Luan.

Zhu Luan exhaled slightly and did not look back.

After arranging these, Li Wenyao returned to Zhu Luan's side and smiled gently, "I didn't make it clear that Kezhi was unreliable just now, let me introduce you to Zhu Ying, the Miss Zhu Jiu of the British Mansion." ”

Zhu Luan bowed slightly.

"Zhu Ying?" The thin scholar who questioned at the beginning repeated in a low voice.

"Brother Yu, do you know each other?" Another younger teenager sitting next to him asked.

"I see, it's you." The scholar surnamed Yu did not answer, and muttered with his chin in his hand.

The other three all looked at him.

The thin man stood up and bowed to Zhu Luan, "I was so offended to the girl just now," he glared at Mu Kezhi, who was watching the play next to him, "In Xia Tianquan Academy, the chief Yu Sinian." ”

Zhu Luan narrowed her eyes, she knew the name.

I knew this name in previous lives.

Huizhou's wound Zhongyong, poetry prodigy Yu Si Nian.

It is rumored that he can write at the age of five and write at the age of seven. Even if she was far away in Shendu at the time, she had heard about this child's deeds.

When the rumors reached Shendu, the people of Shendu speculated about how this child would grow up after tea and dinner, and some people expected him to become a master of poetry in the future, but for this child, it was more sour and sour, and some poets had made up their minds that he would inevitably be unknown to everyone in the future.

Zhu Luan heard this rumor at the time, but she didn't take it to heart, she died too early, and she didn't hear the follow-up rumors.

Unexpectedly, the prodigy who was not favored back then did not become the chief of Tianquan Academy, Zhu Luan sighed secretly in his heart.

I don't know if the face of the Taidou who made up his mind back then hurts.

"It turned out to be a fish boy, they have grown so big, fortunately." Zhu Luan said with a smile.

Yu Sinian looked at the smiling woman in front of him, and always felt a little strange.

It was different from the woman who saw him for the first time before.

There was no surprise, no envy, no admiration, and there was a sense of pride in his eyes.

Li Wenyao saw this familiar look on the side, and only felt a tingling in his back.

Yu Sinian narrowed his eyes, looked at Zhu Luan and said, "If I'm not mistaken, the girl is the mysterious scholar who made a big fuss about the small class of Ziyang Academy a few days ago, right?" ”

"Huh? It's her? Isn't it said that he is a disciple of a hidden master? The young man on the side was surprised.

Rumor...... Li Wenyao held his forehead on the side, and rumors can always spread things more and more strangely.

"It's her," Mu Kezhi said lazily on the side.

"Is that her? Talking to Mr. Nanshan for a day and a night without falling behind? Just this little girl? The boy opened his mouth wide and looked a little cute.

"Situ Gaoyi, are you qualified to talk about others?" The tallest man put his palm on the boy's head and rubbed it, "You're not much older than they look." ”

Situ Gaoyi broke away from the man's palm in annoyance, stood up and saluted Zhu Luan, "Situ Gaoyi, the chief of the Xia Huan Ancient Academy," a trace of arrogance flashed on the young man's face, "If the rumors are true, then it is really a blessing, Miss Zhu Jiu." ”

"There are a lot of rumors in the world, but most of the time they are exaggerated." The tall man bowed his hand to Zhu Luan, "In the chief Hong Shan of Xia Doosan Academy." ”

Zhu Luan moved his gaze to the last man who had been sitting where he was.

The man noticed her gaze but didn't get up, "In the chief year of the Lower Taiping Mountain House," he glanced at Zhu Luan deeply, "It turns out that the scholar who is grandstanding is you." ”

That's a very mean statement. But none of the other students sitting next to him refuted it, and their faces were calm.

Zhu Luan raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Ten years of cold windows no one asked, in one fell swoop became famous all over the world, I didn't know that you were a woman, I just thought it was a loss of virtue, but now it's not difficult to understand when I see you." Nian Huazang continued to say indifferently, "As a woman, you have some knowledge but can't participate in the national examination, presumably you are quite unwilling, so you will go around camping." ”

"Brother Nian, you're talking too much." Li Wenyao stood in front of Zhu Luan, "Miss Nine is our invited guest, if you continue to talk, you will be the enemy of Ziyang Academy." ”

"Hmph. Ziyang Academy. Nian Huazang snorted. He glanced at the other three, "I'm not the only one who thinks so, since the moment you sent the post of Tianzi Pavilion to someone who is not the chief today, the authority of Ziyang Academy has already been questioned." ”

"That rumored little lesson, you and Brother Mu didn't end up, did you?" Yu Sinian played with the wine glass in his hand, "Now I invited her to participate in the Twilight Cloud Meeting, it won't be any private arrangement." ”

Li Wenyao frowned, and was about to refute, when a crisp sound suddenly sounded in his ears, indicating that someone had accepted the challenge.

"The first game of the first game of Wendou!"

"Zhao Gongzi of Ziyang Academy, Xu Gongzi of Tianquan Academy entered!"

The emcee's voice then came, resounding throughout the Dusk Cloud Tower.

"What's the problem with the authority of our Ziyang Academy that needs to be questioned by the people of Tianquan Academy?" Mu Kezhi, who was originally sitting on the side, suddenly spoke.

"The first scene happens to be Ziyang vs. Tianquan," a smile appeared on Mu Kezhi's originally cynical face, and he put the wine glass in his hand heavily on the table.

"Guys, place your bets." He smiled.

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