"In the first eighteen games of Wendou, the chief of Tianquan Academy, Yu Sinian, and Miss Zhu Jiu of the British Mansion were tied!"

In the tide of cheers and applause, the voice of the master of ceremonies brought the gamble to an end.

The people around were applauding, and even the passers-by who were standing behind and had just entered and didn't know what was happening were also infected by the atmosphere and clapped their hands.

After the master of ceremonies announced the results, he looked at the young man and girl on the high platform with emotion.

It was a bizarre gamble he had never seen in the thousands of games he had hosted before.

This duel may not be called a gamble, at the last moment, the moment when the two people who should have been-for-tat hit each other at the same time, it showed not only tacit understanding, but also a natural cooperation between real masters.

At that moment of blowing, even the old and numb himself felt the pleasure of rejuvenation.

"It's a really good game!" "The last time I was so excited was when Duan Ergongzi was out!" "That's because you're too young! Duan Dagongzi was only called powerful fifteen years ago! The little girls from all over Huizhou are here! ”

In the impassable building, people are all red and talking, and they have not yet recovered from the excitement.

So this gamble is no longer just a gamble.

"This is the first draw we've had in years in Dusk Cloud Tower." In the Ground Pavilion, Mu Yizhi stood up and stood side by side with the man in white, looking at the excited gamblers downstairs and said.

"A draw can make the people around me so happy, I have to say that I am a real master." He sighed.

The so-called gambling game is born for winning and losing.

Such a fierce, even exciting, and dazzling contest ended in a draw, which is completely inconsistent with the aesthetics of gambling.

But it still looks so beautiful.

No one would even deny that it was a good gamble.

"The existence of such an atmosphere is also due to the manipulation behind Da Shao." The man in white glanced at Mu Yizhi and said lightly.

"Where, I'm just taking advantage of the trend," Mu Yizhi laughed when he heard this, "Where is the manipulation, Brother Song is really serious." ”

The man in white looked at him deeply and did not speak, and turned his gaze back to the two people who were still standing motionless at the end of the gambling game.

On the high platform, Yu Sinian held the hammer in his hand tightly and stood in place.

Compared to the joyful atmosphere around him, there was no trace of joy on his face.

Beads of sweat slowly trickled down from between Yu Sinian's sword-like eyebrows, stimulating his eyes, and he couldn't help but close his eyes.

He reopened his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him, who was a head shorter than him.

Her cheeks, which had been flushed by intense thinking, gradually cooled and turned white again, and beads of sweat ran down her face, sticking a few strands of black hair to her porcelain-white cheeks.

She gasped slightly, the eyes made of broken gold were bright and bright, clear and bright, and she didn't feel anything when she was immersed in Dou Shi, but the atmosphere eased up, and being watched by these eyes would make him unconsciously want to lower his head.

But Yu Sinian didn't avoid her gaze in the end, he and Zhu Luan looked at each other quietly, their faces were a little pale, but they didn't mean to leave.

What's wrong? The crowd of people who had been jubilant gradually quieted down, staring at the two men in bewilderment.

Is it that the end of the tie is unacceptable?

These two won't be comparing, will they?

Yu Sinian closed his eyes, and his chest was hot, it was unwillingly hot. But he can also understand the reason why the owner can only compare to ten, he has no resentment about the current result, in this hour, he has done everything he can do, but he can't accept this result between the two of them.

"Si Nian has always been arrogant in poetry, so he must not be able to accept losing to this little girl." In the Tianzi Pavilion, Nian Huazang looked at Yu Sinian's motionless figure and said.

"But he didn't lose," Situ Gao asked puzzled.

"But I didn't win either." Nian Huazang's expression was complicated, and his eyes turned to Zhu Luan, "This little girl is so young, and she has never entered the academy to receive the teachings of Mr., but he can't win her, as the chief of Tianquan Academy, the poet son of Huizhou, this is humiliation for him." ”

"I can't understand it, it's just that I didn't win the reciting poem in the gambling game, and it doesn't mean that this little girl can really beat him in Wendao, it's just a game, why bother taking it seriously?" Hong Shan scratched his head.

"It's because he can be serious, so he is strong in poetry," Nian Huazang looked at Yu Sinian and said lightly.

"Then what else does he want to do, pull this little girl to continue to compare?" Situ Gao looked at the two people on the high platform in confusion.

"I don't know, let's see how he is." Nian Huazang shook his head and stopped talking.

There are so many anomalies today that he doesn't know anything anymore.

On the high platform, after a long silence, Yu Sinian moved.

To everyone's surprise, the man looked at Zhu Luan opposite in the sun, bowed slightly, and saluted.

"The kid is not good at learning, and after three years, he will come again, can I?"

Zhu Luan looked at the man opposite in some surprise, was silent for a moment, and waved his hand in return.

"Yes." She said.

Hearing this, Yu Sinian straightened up and looked at Zhu Luan, with a slight smile on his slightly pale face.

"Okay, that's a deal." He said.

Seeing him smile, Zhu Luan exhaled and also showed a smile.

"Concession." She nodded at Yu Sinian and turned to leave.

Yu Sinian arched his hand to the gamblers watching from the stage, and also raised his feet and walked away from the high platform.

The direction in which the two wanted to go back was the same, although Yu Sinian had long legs and big steps, but after catching up with Zhu Luan, he slowed down his pace, keeping a distance of one step from the girl's back, neither walking side by side, nor overtaking her.

Along the way, the other bystanders gave in, making way for the two people in front of them and one behind them.

On the vacated road, the figures of the two of them one after the other are particularly eye-catching, and at first glance, it looks a bit like Yu Sinian is following in Zhu Luan's footsteps.

"Chief Yu is just a tie, why should you be so polite to this little girl?" "A woman who is just a woman who knows some tricks and tricks, it's really a shame for us to be treated like this." "Yes, yes, the dignified man actually walked behind the woman."

In the box of Tianquan Academy, a son saw this situation and discussed it dissatisfied.

"That's why he's the chief, and you'll never be able to catch up with him." An old voice rang out from the corner.

It was an old man with gray hair.

"Mr. Wangxi, the student is just ......" The student who had just discussed was flushed and wanted to defend himself, but Mr. Wangxi waved his hand to stop his words.

"No matter who your opponent is, you have to be respectful, this is the way of a gentleman." The old man said, then looked appreciatively at the two men on the steps.

"I'm not mistaken, Si Nian will become a big man in the future." Mr. Wangxi touched his long beard and said proudly, and then looked at Zhu Luan in front of him with some playfulness, "This little girl is the girl that the old guy in Nanshan is unwilling to accept?" ”

The old man laughed, "Ziyang Academy is as blind as ever. ”

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