"Senior Brother Fu, what's the name of our club?"

Fu Donglai said with a smile: "Three years ago, when I first met Senior Brother Zhao, I had a drink with him, and I heard him write a poem in a daze: 'Don't worry about the road ahead without knowing yourself, no one in the world knows you', how about our club being called 'Zhijun Society'!"

"Good name!"

"Zhijun Society!"

Everyone applauded together, Zhao Zhi touched his nose, but he didn't expect that his unintentional words were written down by Fu Donglai.

It seems that his identity as a "Lingxi genius" has no choice but to run.

The association activities in Orange Island are still abundant, students can fish and enjoy the scenery, play by the river, race in a flat boat, and students with good deeds learn to tread the water with Xia Tenglong, but they sink to the bottom of the water and choke a few mouthfuls of water after stepping on two feet.

Dozens of students quickly became acquainted with each other in the laughter and play, and several students even agreed to take on the task of the battle hall together.

"Zhao Yuan!"

Xia Tenglong strode towards Zhao Jiao.

"When are you free to fight me?"

Zhao Qian faced Xia Tenglong's compelling momentum, pursed his lips and smiled: "In two days, don't you still have a fight with Lin Shuiyao?"

Xia Tenglong was directly made out of temper by Zhao Yuan, he was scolded by him once two years ago, and every time he made an appointment with Zhao Yuan after that, this guy either no longer had a stone room, or he had diarrhea, and he didn't fight with himself for two years.

Xia Tenglong visited him three times, and each time he was entertained with good wine and meat, and even such good things as spiritual liquid were put out. Stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling man, Xia Tenglong was embarrassed to force him to fight again, so Zhao Yuan went.

It was getting late, and all the students were tired of playing, so they lit a bonfire and gathered together to tell jokes.

Whoosh –

A golden flame on the horizon suddenly spread out, attracting Lingxi students to look up.

In an instant, another red dot swayed upward, and then scattered into a huge golden ball, and before the golden ball receded, several bright spots rushed up, exploding a cluster of blooming chrysanthemums.

"It's fireworks!"

"Yo roar!"

After three years of joining the sect, this is the first time I have seen such a night in the Lingxi faction.

Just as the people were intoxicated, there was a loud bang, and a silver circle of light rose straight into the night sky.

"Lingxi Traceless Sword!"

"Look!"

The students of the entire Lingxi Valley cheered loudly, I don't know which student who worshiped Nie Feichen made such a huge Traceless Sword Fireworks.

In the sky is the jade tree and silver flowers, on the canopy is the stars holding the moon, the rising flames are like willows swaying in the wind, and like a ball of silver plates in the night smart-

This is the reserved project of every Lingxi student mission holiday, and almost every student has put down the mustard in their hearts and watched the beauty and stars in the sky together.

Blooming, falling, a moment of beauty, a moment of brilliance.

Zhao Jiao's heart was agitated when he saw it, Fu Donglai's eyes lit up, and even Lin Shuiyao was fascinated.

Blooming and disappearing is only a matter of moments. At that moment, the sky of the whole world belonged to them.

Just like - classmates and teenagers!

"Hey, look over there!"

Li Ziqiang pointed to the crowd gathered on the east side of Orange Island and shouted.

Although Orange Island is a small sandbank, it is not so small, and the people on both sides occupy a range of dozens of zhang, but the noisy laughter on the opposite side suddenly attracted the attention of the Zhijun Society.

"Let's go!"

With Fu Donglai, the president, making a speech, everyone set off together, and soon arrived at the bamboo platform set up opposite.

I saw a few students with long hair and shawls holding wine glasses on the bamboo platform, shaking their heads and talking, which caused everyone to laugh from time to time, and the atmosphere was so lively.

“...... When the birds are noisy and the sunset is two, Xie ...... The begonias are flying away, and the sleepy weather is getting longer!"

"Good!"

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

Everyone clapped their palms and cheered, and drank a few glasses from time to time, and Fu Donglai only learned that these dozen students were taking turns to write poems, and those who couldn't write poems would be punished with a glass of spiritual wine.

And this good thing?

Although I don't know anything, a few students of the Zhijun Society, led by Li Ziqiang, have been coaxing to join, and they don't want to do anything else, they just want to make a few sour poems about it.

"Okay, let's come together, but if you can't do it, don't be unable to drink. ”

"That's right, let's see who wrote the poems more meaningfully......"

When the group of students saw that there were two beautiful female students among them, they didn't say anything when they were going to refuse.

"I, Li Ziqiang, are still afraid of drinking? If I open up, I can drink the few spirit stones in your pocket!"

"Hahaha, come on, come on......"

Several people gave up their positions, and Zhao Zhi and the others couldn't help but smile when they watched Li Ziqiang climb up comically.

"Let's practice people, we should compose poems in the name of cultivating immortals, what is Brother Li's opinion?"

"You guys come first!"

Li Ziqiang's one of the horns, probes his brain, but he does not have the consciousness of smashing the field.

"Come on!"

The student with the cloak brushed his hair, looked around, and after a while, he shook his head and chanted poetry: "Among the green shirts and white clouds, thousands of rivers and mountains are just waiting for leisure...... Where does the red dust return, the sword leans on the breeze and swings the nine rivers!"

"Good!"

This poem is majestic and extraordinary, and it immediately won the applause of the students. Even Zhao Yuan's eyes lit up, with his superficial literary skills, this poem was considered to be of a very high level in his previous life.

"Brother Li, it's your turn. ”

The student waved at Li Ziqiang, signaling that he could compose poetry. Unexpectedly, Li Ziqiang picked up the wine glass and poured it into his mouth without saying a word.

This is too shameful, isn't it-

The student sneered, "Brother Li is afraid that he didn't come to drink on purpose, right?"

Li Ziqiang stiffened his neck and defended: "No, we have Senior Brother Zhao! Senior Brother Zhao, make him a song to scare him to death!"

"That's right, we know that there is Senior Brother Zhao and Zhao in the Jun Society, and you dare to show off your few sour poems?"

Why did I get shot again?

Zhao Yuan was stunned, several students kept coaxing, and looking back at Tang Xiaoling's playful eyes, Zhao Yuan had to stand on the stage hard.

The student knew Zhao Yuan's "literary talent", and he didn't dare to support him.

Zhao Zhi is actually not worried at all, there were so many Tang poems and Song lyrics in his previous life, and he could pick one at random to beat these sour and rotten "literati, but he didn't know which one was more suitable for the occasion."

Pregnant!

Zhao Zhi cleared his throat: "In the cold autumn of independence, the Xiangjiang River will go north, and the head of Orange Island will ......."

"Okay!

The student's eyes suddenly showed brilliance, he was worthy of being a genius in Lingxi, and he was extraordinary as soon as he spoke.

"Look at the red mountains all over, the forests are dyed, the rivers are clear, and hundreds of boats compete for the ......"

"The eagle strikes the sky, the fish soars to the shallow bottom, and all kinds of frost compete for freedom!"

Listening to Zhao Qian's vivid description, everyone couldn't help but nod secretly in their hearts.

"The mountains are red all over and the forests are dyed", isn't this the maple leaves of the Lingxi Valley?

"The eagle strikes the sky, and the fish soars to the shallow bottom", isn't this the great scenery of Baili Lingxi?

The more everyone pondered, the more they felt that it was tasteful, and they were gradually attracted by the artistic conception described by Zhao Yuan, and even Fu Donglai, who didn't understand bullshit, felt that this poem was well written.

Zhao Yan took a deep breath, and turned his back here with a sense of pride: "Sorrowful, ask the vast earth, who is the master of ups and downs!"

Good spirit!

Everyone looked at Zhao Yuan's high-spirited appearance, like a general who immediately commanded the army with a horizontal sword.

"What a one, who is the master of ups and downs!"

Xia Tenglong stroked his palms and laughed, this sentence could be said in his heart.

"Admire and admire, although Senior Brother Zhao's poems are not up to standard, I am far inferior in momentum, and I lost this one. ”

The student was also considered to be upright, bowed his head, and raised his glass to admit defeat.

Zhao Cheng hurriedly returned the salute, and suddenly opened the scene, everyone was no longer restrained, dozens of students sat on the bamboo platform and drank and chatted, and after a while, bursts of laughter came out, and that little unpleasantness immediately disappeared.

When she was drunk, Tang Xiaoling suddenly received a summons, got up and said with a smile: "Senior brothers, I still have something to do, so I can't play with you, let's see you another day." ”

The sound is like a silver bell, when it is quiet, it twinkles quietly like a star, and when it is happy, it is as cheerful as a fairy—

"Sister Xiaoling, where are you going?"

Zhao Cheng couldn't help but say loudly, since two years ago, the two of them have been talking less and less, and Zhao Cheng feels that Tang Xiaoling is drifting away from him.

Tang Xiaoling smiled: "I told my master that I would go to Shangqing Sect as an exchange disciple for three years, and tonight it happened that Shangqing Sect sent a letter, I packed up and was about to leave, is Senior Brother Zhao reluctant to me?"

Swapping disciples?

Zhao Yuan's heart was full of bitterness.

Where is this reluctance? It's simply reluctance!

Just when Zhao Qian was stunned, Tang Xiaoling's figure had already walked away.

"Hey!"

Tang Xiaoling stopped and looked back and said, "What's the matter?"

"When can we meet?"

Under the surprised eyes of everyone, Zhao Qian couldn't help but chase out, clenching his hands into fists, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

"Three years later, the day the spring flowers bloom is the time when you and I meet......"

Tang Xiaoling chuckled, and the sword rose into the air, never looking back.

"The country is thousands of miles, the most romantic is not chivalrous and tender, a good son is afraid of being sad about the beauty, and it is good to be in pain——"

Zhao Zhi was already in a bad mood, and scolded impatiently: "Who the hell is sad about the beauty, get out!"

Turning around and looking at people, he almost sat down on the ground in fright: "Ouch, when did you come here, Hall Master Hong?"

Hong Shenghai grabbed Zhao Yuan's ear and scolded: "Stinky boy still dare to tell Lao Tzu to get out?"

"Don't dare! Don't dare! Hall Master Hong, you ...... lightly."

Hong Shenghai restrained his hands and sighed: "Don't look at it, everyone is gone." ”

After speaking, he added: "She's not interested in you oily boy." ”

Zhao Qian smiled bitterly: "You can see everything?"

Hong Shenghai said faintly: "I haven't seen anything old man? ”

Zhao Cheng smiled and said, "Hall Master Hong, why don't you tell me about your love history?"

"Love history?

"It's how you fell in love when you were young......"

"Get out!"

......

The autumn breeze is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the night is embarrassing.

A bonfire, two bamboo platforms, and a few remnants.

The wind and clouds will turn into the same canopy and scatter in all directions!

(Volume 1: The Storm and the Clouds Will Be the Same Tent - End)