Early in the morning, the sun is shining.

On the huge square of the Yulin City Xiuwen College, the crowd is surging and lively.

The annual Thanksgiving Contest is finally about to start today.

Contestants from all regions of Huguang have already gathered in the background to prepare quietly.

And those celebrities from all over the world who came to watch the game were talking and laughing, full of excitement, and sat down in the positions around the square.

Xu Huaicheng, the governor of Huguang, took the soldiers and personally maintained order.

Fei Zhizhang, the senior of the College of Liberal Arts, greeted the guests with a smile on his face with the senior management of the academy.

Backstage, Sun Xuemei couldn't calm down no matter what.

Thinking about what Han Muwan told her about Yang Ye last night, she felt terrified, in this world, is there really such a powerful genius?

As for the prince's ministers, they only smiled faintly and did not say much.

From their disdainful eyes, it can be found that these young and talented sons and buddies will not believe that Yang Yezhen is as absurd as the rumors say, no matter what.

In their hearts, they unanimously agreed that the couplets and words must have been prepared by Yang Ye a long time ago, or Han Muwan's authorities were confused by others.

If they didn't see it with their own eyes and hear it with their own ears, even if Han Muwan personally assured it, they would never believe it.

And the glory of their talents, and the stability of their hearts all the year round, do not allow them to believe.

It's so ridiculous that no one really believes it.

Just like those rumors some time ago, the emperor himself wrote the question, the poems were earth-shattering, and a painting attracted bees and butterflies.

These visions may be possible by someone, but they will definitely not be done by a teenager who is younger than them and whose literary name is not as big as theirs.

They don't believe it.

Qin Er was half dead in anger, and she despised these self-righteous talents more and more in her heart.

As for Han Muwan, she smiled faintly and didn't explain much.

And Sun Xuemei, although she told herself in her heart, couldn't believe Han Muwan's words.

But her keen intuition told her that there was absolutely no need for Han Muwan to deceive her.

and Tang Fanfan, who was sitting next to him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth all the time, but didn't talk much, this girl's unfathomable appearance made her even more suspicious.

"Could it be that everything is true? That young man named Yang Ye is really that magical?"

Sun Xuemei couldn't hold back the curiosity and questions in her heart anymore, and came to Han Muwan's side.

"Mu Wan, to be honest, then Yang Ye is really as you said, his talent can kill all the talented people and girls we have here?"

Sun Xuemei asked, shaking her head first.

Han Muwan glanced at her, her eyes showed a hint of complexity, and said, "I didn't say that. No matter how powerful a person is, it is impossible to do everything. ”

"But that's what you said last night. ”

Sun Xuemei did not relent.

Han Muwan rubbed her head and said, "I drank a little too much wine last night, let me be quiet, Xuemei, it is clear that Yang Ye is not alone here." ”

Seeing that she didn't want to say more, Sun Xuemei snorted, stood up, and went over to pull Qin'er, who was eating snacks, and said, "Girl, you tell me about Yang Ye's affairs on your ship, and you must not hide or exaggerate it." ”

While eating, Qin'er glanced at her and muttered, "Sister Xuemei, I told you countless times last night, since you don't believe it, why ask again." ”

"Say it again, good sister, come, I'll give you a thump on the back. ”

Sun Xuemei had a flattering smile on her face and began to beat her back.

Qin'er avoided her body and said angrily: "Miss said, it's useless to tell you, you are too arrogant, you have no one in your eyes, and you don't look down on others at all." If you really want to know what his talent is, just see for yourself today. ”

Sun Xuemei frowned, raised her eyes and glanced around, and said, "But the time for the game is almost up, and that kid is still here, how can you let me see." Could it be that he didn't live up to the truth and didn't dare to come. ”

What she thinks in her heart is the same as what the princes and ministers think.

Seeing that the game was about to start, Yang Ye had not yet appeared, the sneer on the corner of their mouths deepened, and the disdain in their hearts became even stronger.

"You don't have to think much to know that that kid has gone too far to publicize his strength, and now he is going to move seriously, he must be scared and dare not come. ”

All the talented people and talented women secretly thought in their hearts.

Qin'er glanced at Sun Xuemei, with a rare serious look on her face, and said, "Sister Xuemei, whether he comes today or not, in Qin'er's eyes and in the eyes of my young lady, his talent is stronger than any of you here, and it is a hundred times stronger." ”

"Hmph, if you brag, everyone will say, if he really has the ability, he will show his strength, let us all see. will only rely on others to promote from their mouths, what kind of ability is this. ”

Some people began to ridicule.

Qin'er glanced at him, didn't refute, lowered her head, and continued to eat.

To argue with an ignorant person, which is itself very ignorant, is what the young lady told her.

Seeing that Sun Xuemei couldn't ask why, she had to smile all over her face, and cautiously came to Tang Fanfan's side, saying, "Sister Tang, where is your Yang Ye? Why haven't you come yet?"

She asked, and the eyes of the whole room looked at her.

Han Muwan pricked up her ears even more, wanting to hear the news about Yang Ye.

Tang Fan didn't worry about the game, his eyebrows frowned slightly at this time, and he was worried about whether the poison in Yang Ye's body had been resolved.

If Yang Ye's body can get better smoothly, let him withdraw from the game now and go back to Xiangzhou directly, Tang Fan did not hesitate at all.

What is the game, in the hearts of Ouyang Zheng and others, it may be regarded as a very important thing, and the honor is even greater than life.

And in her Tang Fanfan's heart, these empty things are not worth mentioning at all.

Compared to Yang Ye's body, she would rather not participate in the competition, and she didn't want to see Yang Ye's body cut a little bit.

Listening to Sun Xuemei's question, feeling the eyes of everyone in the room, Tang Fanfan's expression was still as warm as the morning.

She raised her eyes, smiled slightly, and said, "Wait, he may or may not come." If he comes, he will go on stage, and if he doesn't, I will help him cancel the game. ”

When everyone heard this, they all secretly frowned.

Is there such a person who came to Yulin City to compete, this great glory, coming out of her mouth, is simply an understatement, like getting up to eat.

When you get up, you eat, and if you don't get up, you don't eat.

Well, then Yang Ye may still be sleeping in the bed of the inn now, dreaming beautifully.

Those talents who had a glimmer of hope for Yang Ye's talent all shook their heads at this time and decided not to think about him anymore.

Such a person, treating him as an opponent, is simply insulting to the word opponent.

"Sister Tang, do you mean that he may not come?"

Han Muwan finally couldn't help it and asked.

Tang Fanfan glanced at her, a smile appeared in his eyes, and said, "It's okay, after the game, I will invite you to our Xiangzhou as a guest." ”

Han Muwan was flustered by the smile in her eyes, her cheeks flushed, and she didn't ask any more.

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