Wen Cheng looked at the thirteen or fourteen gorgeous women sitting on the rockery, and then looked around at the people in the corridor, there were about twenty people. The ratio of men to women is almost two to one, and the real wolf has more meat and less meat.

But it has nothing to do with Wencheng, anyway, his mind is not on these things, if he wasn't pulled by Hu Fatzi, he really didn't want to come to this Laoshizi poetry meeting. Isn't it fragrant to pass the time by practicing by yourself? Although it is not as immediate as the cultivation of skill points, the slightest improvement is also progress, isn't it?

The daughter of the Taishou stood up, with a dignified bearing, and looked around the surrounding corridor, clasped her hands, lowered her head slightly, and saluted everyone. Everyone present got up to return the salute, and Wen Cheng also got up from the ground to return the salute.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Kang Ting thanks you for your support, and now the poetry meeting has officially begun. ”

The sound of silk and bamboo came from the rockery, and the people around were either stroking the qin or playing the kite to coincide with it.

Wen Cheng looked at the xylophone on the low table, his eyes were stunned. Don't look at Wencheng in Tieshan City, he is also a rich child, according to reason, he should be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but he just doesn't know anything, and he is proficient in eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling.

Fortunately, there were three of them here, and Peng Geluo didn't expect Wencheng and Hu Kaibin to be able to play the piano. He moved the xylophone in front of him, his back straight, his playfulness restrained, his hands pressed on the strings, and his fingers began to jump smartly. A melodious sound of the piano came out of Peng Geluo's hand, and the sound of the piano was ethereal and exquisite, and it easily compared others to others.

Especially the dark circles on the opposite side were even more angry, and a wave of hostile eyes were projected on Peng Geluo. Wencheng understands even if he doesn't understand music, this dark circle is obviously inferior to others.

More than a dozen xylophones and guzheng are played together, but the sound is unified and not messy, and there is a kind of harmony between the piano and the seer.

As soon as the song is played, the poetry meeting will begin. The process of the poetry meeting has just been told by Peng Geluo while stroking the qin. In general, the poetry club is going according to the rhythm of piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting, of course, since it is a poetry club, the final finale is naturally about poetry.

The first part is the Zheng and Ming just now, and this step has been completed.

The next step is to test your chess skills with each other, whether you can play a game with your friends or with rivals. It is even possible to talk to the woman about a game, of course, this requires the consent of the corresponding woman. If other girls don't want to pay attention to you, it's useless for you to invite you. Even if you succeed in the invitation, if you are killed by someone in the game, you will still be despised, but if you kill the other party, you will not end well, a doomed single dog.

However, the chess in this world is not the chess or Go that Wencheng is familiar with, but a kind of war game similar to military formation, and he doesn't know anything about it.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't get through, Peng Geluo can do it.

As soon as the sound of the piano fell, a woman walked towards Wencheng, to be exact, towards Peng Geluo. This woman looks at the age of about seventeen or eighteen, and she is already very plump, although she is petite, and her facial features are not the kind of glamorous and glamorous, but there is also a kind of well-behaved little sister next door, which is extraordinarily pitying.

Therefore, as soon as she walked out, several pairs of eyes fell on him, including the one with dark circles. The dark circles under his eyes never looked away from beginning to end, and when he saw the woman walk up to Peng Geluo and sit down, his eyes instantly turned red, and the thick love on his face instantly turned into deep hatred, his chest rose and fell, and his anger was bulging.

Seeing this, Peng Geluo threw a defiant look towards the dark circles under his eyes. The dark circles waved their sleeves suddenly, turned their heads away, and bowed their heads without saying a word.

Wen Cheng looked at the woman who was sitting next to Peng Geluo, and after a while, he turned his gaze to Peng Geluo's face, and the two looked at each other for a while.

Peng Ge Luonen blushed, and hurriedly introduced: "This is what I told you, Sang Yizhu, Sang Sang girl." These two are my friends, this is Wencheng, Brother Wen. That is Hu Kaibin, you can call him Hu Fatzi. ”

People are fat and festive, and Hu Kaibin is no exception.

Sang Yizhu heard Peng Geluo's introduction, covered her handkerchief lightly, and smiled coquettishly. Peng Geluo was stunned for a moment, looking like a lust and soul.

"Hello Miss Sang. Wen Cheng bowed slightly. This Sang girl is generous and dignified, her eyes are clear, and she looks at Peng Geluo with a deep concern. It seems that he really intersected with Peng Geluo, and Wencheng was suddenly relieved.

"Hello two sons. Sang Yizhu responded with a light smile.

Among the people present, only Hu Kaibin's face was full of unhappiness, "I said nerd, why did you introduce Wencheng to your sister-in-law, what kind of Brother Wen was, why did you come to me and you were a fat man?

Peng Geluo looked the fat man up and down carefully, and then his face turned straight and said seriously: "Eat." ”

The simple two words were like two hammers smashed on Hu Kaibin's heart, and the smashing made him angry. But he had no way to refute it at all, because he had indeed eaten a lot of Peng Geluo's food, and he had eaten a lot, not only the problem of Peng Geluo's hospitality, but he also went to Peng Geluo's house to eat.

The beauty is on the other side, and Peng Geluo still has the heart to take care of the fat man. After saying a word, he turned his head to find the beauty, and put Wencheng and the two aside at all.

The two didn't play chess at all, they were chatting with each other and talking about some interesting things, and from time to time they made Sang Yizhu laugh again and again, and bursts of laughter like silver bells came out, and the two didn't care about Wencheng and Hu Kaibin's feelings at all.

Wen Cheng looked helpless in his heart, he didn't want to come, but he didn't expect that after he couldn't shirk it, he would have to be sprinkled with dog food, this time was really difficult. In line with the principle that the closer you get, the greater the damage you will receive, and the farther you go, the less damage you will do, Wen Cheng was about to get up and change his seat, when he saw a group of people with black circles walking straight towards Peng Geluo.

There were seven or eight people in this group, a lot of them, and when they moved, they naturally attracted the attention of the others here. In a moment, Daodao's gaze fell on them, and even the sound of chess and chatter around them was several levels smaller, and someone had a look of watching a good show on his face, and whispered the reason to the unknown person next to him.

Several women who were still on the rockery also frequently cast their eyes at them, whispering to each other. Even the daughter of Taishou, the organizer of the poetry club, also looked at the black circles and the group, and a trace of unhappiness flashed in her eyes, but she covered it up very well, and before anyone else noticed, she regained her indifferent demeanor.

The dark circles came to sit down opposite Peng Geluo, and a person behind him put a wooden chessboard between the two of them.

Peng Geluo lowered his gaze and glanced at the chessboard, then raised his eyes to look at the dark circles, and said with a little displeasure on his face: "What do you mean by this?" Men and women in love, the most annoying thing is that others disturb their two-person world, and what is more excessive than this is being disturbed by the people they hate. Peng Geluo was a little unhappy with the dark circles under his eyes, and Sang Yizhu also didn't give him a good look. A pair of eyes were puffing into the dark circles, as if to tell him to hurry up.

However, since the dark circles dare to come here, they will naturally not give up easily.

"Let's bet on a game and win......" The dark circle turned his gaze to Sang Yizhu, felt a knife-like gaze on his back, glanced at it and found that it was the daughter of Taishou looking at him, so he turned the words he was about to say, "Just bet on one hundred taels of silver, one hundred taels of silver for a game, do you dare to bet?"

When Peng Geluo heard this, his expression was lazy, and he chuckled and said, "You are not my opponent in terms of chess skills, how can you have the confidence to gamble with me, do you want to give me money for nothing?

Five hundred taels of silver is not a small amount, like Peng Geluo, the family will give him twenty or thirty taels of silver every month as a pocket flower, otherwise he would not be so concerned about Wen Cheng's antique money.

Wen Cheng spent a lot of money in Tieshan City, mainly because his family was rich, and his father doted on him. You see, after the Wen family suffered heavy losses, when he arrived in this Iron Mountain City, his father did not give him a lot of silver flowers, but gave him a shop, and let him support himself.

"How dare not. In the face of Peng Geluo's sky-high asking price, the black circles were not surprised and rejoiced, and agreed to come down. But he rolled his eyes, "But not with me, but with him." He turned his head to the person behind him and said, "Uncle Meng, I have you to thank you." ”

A middle-aged man nodded and stepped out from behind the dark circles and stood next to him.

The dispute between the two has attracted onlookers from other people here, and some people are shaking fans and laughing and talking on the side, making fun of it.

"I'll just say, how dare he ask Peng Geluobi to try his chess skills, it turns out that he invited outsiders. ”

The dark circles under his eyes froze, he turned his head to look at the few people who were talking and laughing, and said with a stiff neck: "What I just said was us, not me." ”

Boos erupted.

Clear-eyed people can see that this dark circle is prepared, and deliberately dug a pit for Peng Geluo, and now it depends on whether Peng Geluo will fall into the trap.

With dark circles under his eyes and red eyes, he didn't care what others thought of him, staring at Peng Geluo with his eyes, "Do you dare, or don't you dare?"

Peng Geluo's expression was solemn, he didn't talk rashly, five hundred taels of silver, if he lost, I'm afraid he would have to live a tight life for two consecutive years.

Hu Kaibin, who was on the side, looked at the dark circles and shook his head with disdain, and said: "You want to bet, but you are afraid of losing, but you shamelessly go to someone for help." Ni is so helpless, this chess is not a gamble. ”

Hu Kaibin was kind, and wanted to find a step for Peng Geluo not to fall into the trap of this dark circle.

Hearing this, the dark circles laughed, and he pointed at Hu Kaibin, "This is a matter between me and him, if you want to persuade him, you are not qualified enough." ”

"This is my friend, it's not up to you to decide whether you're qualified or not. Peng Geluo's face was calm.

The dark circles sneered, "What about your friend? Look at what kind of friends you have made, one is full of copper smell, and the other is a vulgar martial artist. I see that you are simply self-willing. ”

In this world, there is no such thing as a farmer, a businessman, or a few people. But the forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds. There is a small group of scholars who always think that they should be high and look down on others.

Vulgar martial arts?

Is this talking about me? Wen Cheng raised his eyebrows and was about to get up from the ground. Although he doesn't pay much attention to the aspect of salutation, he doesn't say that anyone can point at his nose and scold. If he doesn't teach this dark circle a lesson, he will have to make inches.

Peng Geluo stretched out his hand and gently pressed Wencheng down.

Since Peng Geluo didn't want him to have a conflict with the dark circles, Wencheng didn't mind holding back for the time being. Anyway, dark circles under your eyes are like a fly to yourself, and you can slap yourself to death if you annoy yourself.