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I watched this group of children compete before, and suddenly the poetry was full of enthusiasm, and I already had a draft in my chest, and it was not a natural thing to write it.

Yes, he wants to compare poetry with Yu Hui!

The ink has been ground up, the rice paper has been laid, and the people have also come.

So, is this bullying him?

Yes, right?

Then bully him.

In the third round, I can't lose anyway.

Master Liu Zhai is a young man in his thirties, at least in Yu Hui's opinion, he is quite friendly.

Yu Hui saw that he had calluses on his hands and knew that he was a cultivator, if the words of a martial artist were mostly in the palm of his hand, it was obviously not.

Liu Zhaizhu's words are on the lateral side of the second joint of the finger, such a position is either often holding a pen or often grabbing a gun, obviously he will not be the latter.

Because although the gun is soft, and with the level of his thirty years of singleness, it has not been sharpened to this extent.

On the other side of the pergola, the three of them were looking downstairs, their faces changing, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

And here, the situation has returned to calm, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone have been prepared, and Liu Zhai, who already has the poem manuscript in his stomach, originally lifted the brush.

It's just that after seeing Yu Hui, he lowered his head, but his face changed and changed.

However, Liu Zhai's pen was raised for a long time, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and his expression was complicated.

That pen, after all, can't go down.

Yu Hui was quietly there, the refreshing wind blowing him, and the warm light enveloping him.

It is so calm and indifferent like a pool of water, but it makes Liu Zhai feel that it is a towering mountain pressing down!

The crowd whispered and spread around, and everyone watched the excitement with impunity, and many people understood what was happening.

But at this time, the whole atmosphere has become a little weird, as if everyone is telling some secret, is there any inside story?

Li Muyou, they are also inexplicable. "What the hell is going on?"

Over there

Lord Liu finally put down the pen and saluted him. "Sir, did you call yourself a sea fisherman?"

Uh, recognized.

"It's me. Yu Hui also returned the salute. "Under Yan Junhong. ”

Liu Zhai asked: "Mr. Lincang Sea, fishing giant fishing, what is the fishing line?"

Yu Hui replied: "The turmoil is easy to love, and the universe is indulgent, with the rainbow as the line and the bright moon as the hook." ”

Liu Zhai asked again: "What is the bait?"

Yu Hui said: "Take the unrighteous husband of the world as bait. ”

Lord Liu Zhai was stunned and speechless.

Literati and inkmen, fighting poetry and literature, fighting for one breath, even if you lose, you can't lose the battle, you can't lose your demeanor.

I've never seen Lord Liu like this, and he admits defeat before he starts.

"What the hell is going on?"

Li Muyou walked over curiously to find out what happened, and Liu Zhai had already said goodbye and left.

This last one was won, and the win was so inexplicable.

"Mr. Li, don't you really know him?" Yan Wan asked him.

"Who?" Li Muyou was stunned. "Strict ......"

"His name is Yan Junhong. Yan Wan said to him.

"Yan Junhong?"

"He's Yan Junhong?"

Li Muyou and the middle-aged Confucian were also shocked for a while.

[I'm the author, and in the past two days, Kaven has been so powerful that I've almost broken off!, and everyone knows that the weather is getting colder, poor (?_?) I haven't bought clothes yet, I don't have any money. To be serious, the weather is cold and the code word rate has also decreased. Alas,It's been a really restless past two days.,I can't help it.,There's a lot of plot in the back that is about thirty or fifty thousand words and I won't write it.,Skip it.。。 If you can, I'll get out of the fan.,,Forget it.,Don't dare to go out if you're not a god.,It's really too watery in the front.,I'll be more watery (???)? Finally, the collection is also very bad.,Probably because of my death]

[Finally, I don't recommend it this week, and I'm running naked again]

Kangguo, the capital.

Fluttering, sprinkled, long.

It rained overnight in Cannes.

Wipe away the dirt, can't wash away the dirt.

Jin Nan stood on the tall bell tower, looking down at the street below, as if looking at his satisfactory answer.

He started to mix in the three religions and nine streams at the age of 6 at the grassroots level, and after 25 years, he was finally able to have a place in this Cannes!

The underground world in the north of the city is under his jurisdiction, and everyone calls him Jin Ye, which is a great honor.

For some reason, I suddenly remembered the young man I met thousands of miles away the day before yesterday.

He is also as tranquil as this breeze, with a gentle and elegant temperament, and a quiet charm all over his body.

and the female companion beside him, although her breath is weak, she has a sharp aura on her body.

A bold person like Jin Nan was also a well-known warrior, he was young back then, and he didn't know how many demon beasts he had killed, but in front of that person, he couldn't help but be ashamed of himself and didn't dare to say more.

I didn't dare to look directly into the woman's eyes.

When I met at the beginning, I saw that the two of them were also going to Cannes, and since they were on the same road, they were on the same road.

There was a sudden sound of footsteps at the top of the stairs, and a middle-aged man with an obscene appearance walked up quickly, seeing Jin Nan's turned gaze, the middle-aged man was slightly startled, and then smiled flatteringly. "Kim Nam Brothers......"

The middle-aged man was wrapped in a furry wolfskin jacket with all kinds of food and grease on it, and even in a high-rise building ventilated on all sides, he could still smell the smell of sweat on his body, which went straight to his nose.

"Second Qian, if you have a fart, don't be an eyesore here. Jin Nan said with some disgust.

Qian Lao Er is cunning, sneaky and slippery, good at drilling camps, there is nothing bad to do, there is no shame and faith, and he is a guy who everyone is disgusted in Cannes.

However, this person also relies on shamelessness, sneaking around and abducting, knowing all kinds of characters, and being well-informed, it is not useless.

Although Jin Nan was not polite at all, Qian Lao Er was not embarrassed, and nodded with a smile: "Master Jin, don't be angry, don't be angry." I heard that you have two guests here, so I came to see the excitement ......."

Hearing this, Jin Nan stared at Qian Lao Er with an unkind face, and said sharply: "What's there to see! I warn you, stay away from them!"

"Jin Ye is angry!" Qian Lao Er hurriedly waved his hand and defended. "How dare I, how dare I......"

Seeing that Jin Nan's face softened slightly, Qian Lao Er said again: "Jin Ye, your two friends are not simple, Dongcheng Ma Ye is also very interested, let me come to find out the news......"

Speaking of Ma Ye, the corners of Qian Laoer's mouth were two points proud. "What kind of thing are you Jinnan, dare to point your nose at me and scold. Ma Ye has already occupied the east, west and south of the city, and he doesn't know what to do, sooner or later Ma Ye will destroy you! ”

Qian Lao Er's appearance of fighting with people made Jin Nan's square face sink slightly.

Ma Ye's real name is Ma Rong, and he is also a master of the martial arts, who dominated one side in the east of Kangcheng, and later won the west and south of the city one after another.