readx;? Early in the morning, when Zhang Zheng pushed the door in, Cen Qing was bowing his head to clean up the manuscripts on the table. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What does Qingyun Fairy mean?" he asked Cen Qing angrily, although he was still dressed as a woman in green clothes, his voice had changed to a male voice.

Cen Qing didn't even raise his head, put the manuscript into the book and said, "What do you think of this script?"

"Just a script?"

Zhang Zhenghu stared at Cen Qing suspiciously, he also happened to hear someone talking about scholars and women in Tsing Yi, and first thought of Cen Qing and himself, just thinking that Cen Qing was deliberately spreading rumors to ridicule him.

"Of course, you can also write a script...... Cen Qing put the book on his back, stood up, and said to Zhang Zheng, "In my opinion, the real story, coupled with the processing of art, will become a favorite script." ”

Seeing that Cen Qing's expression was very serious, and that he had indeed seen the manuscript, Zhang Zheng's anger gradually dissipated, but he was still dissatisfied: "If you do this, how can I find out the inside story of Zhao Jiabao?"

"In fact, you don't have to inquire anymore, because in order to listen to your own script, everyone will compete to tell me what they have seen and heard, which is more comprehensive and detailed than what you have found yourself. ”

"Cen Qing, are you playing some kind of tricks again?"

"Don't you like the character of the Qingyun Fairy I created?"

“......”

Zhang Zheng was speechless for a long time, to be honest, the character created by Cen Qing seemed to be more beautiful than he imagined, and even made him yearn for it.

Cen Qing held the book on his back, called the dog and the golden retriever, raised his head and said to Zhang Zheng: "I'm going to see this so-called martial arts conference, there are new chapters to catch up, will you go?"

Ancient tower town, on the bank of the Ru River to the east of Sanlidian, is named after a Wuying ancient pagoda, and there are not many people in the town on weekdays, but because the new ring is placed here, countless Jianghu people and businessmen flock to it, and the town that originally had only 100 households is crowded all at once.

When Cen Qing walked into the town with the dog Dan'er and the golden retriever, someone recognized him and the book on his back, pointed at him and said, "It's this free scholar." ”

Then someone who didn't know the inside story asked who this scholar was, and the patient answer might tell the story of what happened yesterday and Cen Qing's story, but there was also the short-tempered person who replied directly: "Give us a biography." ”

Others said: "Whoever compiles the hero's genealogy." ”

Walking from outside the town to the front of the ring, Cen Qing's identity has been rumored to be "", and he has become a master of the world who specializes in evaluating martial arts.

- What a beautiful misunderstanding.

In the end, this kind of martial arts conference was not originally a formal organization, no one knew anyone, anyway, the purpose was to come to Caizhou's baby, when the previous martial arts alliance leader was promoted, there were people from Zhao Jiabao and Lianhuaguan to preside over the situation, which looked decent, but this time it was reopened to oppose the decision last time, how could the people of Lianhuaguan continue to stir up trouble in it.

Therefore, the ring is only a piece of open space of more than ten zhang square under the Wuying Pagoda, there is no one to build even a wooden stake, someone asked the monk in the temple next to it to help sprinkle and sweep it, but there is not too much rustic, but no one before and after anyone maintains order, sitting or standing around, in groups of three or five, noisy and noisy like a bazaar.

There are also those who are ready to compete for the master of the martial arts alliance on the sidelines, but most of the latecomers are basically watching from the sidelines, not to mention the previous losers in the last martial arts competition, they know that they have no chance, and the purpose of coming today is just to oppose for the sake of opposition.

So, what Cen Qing saw at the scene was such a rabble.

He was surprised for a moment, then ran to the shade of a tree with a good view, asked Goudan'er to spread out the mat and small table, put down the book by himself, took the kettle, melon seeds, preserved fruits, snacks and other things, and sat and waited to watch the play while stuffing it into his mouth.

He, a combination of a scholar, a doll and a dog, dresses and acts in a style that is incompatible with the people present, and he can't attract attention.

After a while, someone asked, "What does this guy do?"

Soon after, although the answers were different, everyone in the audience knew that a stupid bird scholar had come here to write a book of martial arts conferences.

Some people stared at Cen Qing with contempt, feeling that he was a weak scholar who really didn't know whether to live or die when he participated in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, but some people admired his ideas and nodded in praise; and some people saw that he should eat and drink and look calm, and he really lived up to the name of a free scholar, so they stood on tiptoe and looked around, ready to find out where the rumored Qingyun fairy was. More people were aroused by him, and got up and went to the surrounding merchants to buy mats, tea, snacks, and small horses, and turned into spectators, making those merchants and townspeople make a small profit.

On the third pole of the day, the Qingyun fairy did not appear, some people were already impatient, and jumped into the center of the place, and made a circle around him, and said in a loud voice: "No, Qian Zhong, from Huaiyang, the people in the rivers and lakes are called the Iron Arm God Fist Jintoutuo, today to fight for this martial arts alliance leader, if the fellow in the rivers and lakes is interested in advice, not just wait here for a high move." ”

His voice fell for three or five breaths, and there was still a commotion around him, and some people raised their eyes to look at the center, but they quickly turned around and continued to chat with the people around them.

Seeing that no one paid attention, Qian Zhong shouted a few more times with his throat in his voice, which attracted a few jokes: "Iron Arm God Fist Jintoutuo, this name is loud, come to a few fists to take a look, and the good looks will be rewarded." ”

actually regarded him as a fake showman.

Qian Zhong suddenly blushed, rolled up his sleeves and was about to settle accounts with the man, but the person stood up a few times around him, all of them didn't look easy to mess with, Qian Zhong could only leave the venue with his head bowed and cover his face, and hurriedly walked out, but he didn't know what reminder he heard after walking for a long time, and turned around again, and suddenly came to Cen Qing and warned viciously: "Scholar, this paragraph is not allowed to be written down." ”

Cen Qing was stunned, and then innocently spread his hands, saying that he hadn't even opened the stall yet, and he didn't know what was going on.

That Qian Zhong looked left and right, and then he flicked his sleeves in shame and indignantly, and went straight away from the crowd and into the distance.

With him being ignored and treated coldly, the hearts of those who were originally eager to try were also half cold, Zhao Jiabao only said that he promised them to reopen the martial arts conference, but he didn't expect to do it so desperately, and there was no one who even came forward to preside. At present, these people from all over the world do not know each other, without the support of Zhaojiabao, who has the courage and who has the ability to convince everyone?

Could it be that this martial arts conference will end up as a joke?

Time passed gradually, although a few of them jumped out impatiently, but without exception no one cared for, almost all of them had a broken jar in their hearts, but there was also an expectation hidden in this emotion, as if looking forward to a person who could really solve the current chaos and unify everyone.

Then they saw the scholar under the shade of the tree, who had been writing with his head down, put down his pen, stood up, patted the boy beside him to clean up his things, rolled up the mat himself, and then walked slowly to the middle of the field.

"Xiaosheng saw that everyone was bored, so today I will tell you a paragraph of the words he wrote to help the fun, some people may have heard it, and some people have not heard it, the name of the book is called "The Legend of the Heroes of the Northern Kingdom". The scholar lifted the three-foot-square mat, rolled his head into a big horn shape, and put it in front of his mouth, his voice was not high, but it was enough for the people around him to hear clearly, "The first time: The scholar is in trouble on the mountain, and the fairy saves the world." ”