The talented man took two steps forward, opened the folding fan with a bang, fanned it, looked up at the two handwritings and sighed: "Okay, it's really good, the girl is like her person, just these two words are enough to make people fall over." ”

A beautiful female voice came from the horse: "Childe doesn't need to say much, just the topic, flattering me is numb, I just want to know if anyone can get close to my heart." ”

"Eh, what a ......" this talented man suddenly blushed slightly.

He looked at the word Zhenlong at this time, and after thinking for a while, he began to chirp about his mother-in-law, making long speeches and quoting scriptures. This poor acid actually started from the origin of these two words, came to a big discussion, and finally he picked up the pen again, stepped forward behind the two words of Zhenlong, and connected dozens of words that he thought were elegant, and he wrote very beautifully.

In this way, Zhang Ye couldn't even understand what he was saying and writing, and he was inevitably a little drowsy.

The maid obviously understood what he said, and admired his literary brilliance, and said with a smile: "The son is rich and rich, and the little girl admires, it depends on what my young lady means." ”

After the maid finished speaking, she took the words and went inside.

After a while, a nice voice came from inside, "Night Child." ”

Zhang Yeleng was stunned, and she didn't understand why she knew she was coming?

didn't have to think about it, Zhang Ye responded: "What did the girl call me?"

The dream inside said: "I don't know how the night boy feels about this son's answer?"

"I don't know what he's talking about without feelings. Zhang Ye replied directly domineeringly.

"Poof. The maid inside was amused by Zhang Ye's answer.

The talented man was very annoyed, and said to Zhang Ye in a crepe manner: "Layman, layman." ”

Zhang Ye inevitably wanted to beat people again. But in the end, he endured.

However, the dream in it continued: "The night boy is really special. I agree with the night childe, and I don't understand what this son is saying. I'm sorry, I'm also a layman, and I can't understand the elegance of my son, so it seems that we don't have a chance. It's okay not to see it. ”

@#¥ That talented man couldn't help but circle his head, but he still said politely: "How dare you accuse the dream girl of being cheesy, with the talent of a girl, how can you not understand it?"

Meng Jingran said softly: "Childe, please forgive me for being rude." Knowing that I am talented in my dreams, why do you want to show off your literary talents in front of me? There is a saying in the world that 'Luban gets a big axe in front of the door,' and he is talking about the son. When your talent doesn't surpass me, how can you impress me, you need to go another way. Well, that's it. ”

This talented person is not surprised, after all, there are very few people who can see her, and it is not strange to be troubled by various problems. At this time, the genius said again: "According to the girl's rules, you can crack one of the two exam questions, and you want to try the chess game?"

"Since Childe has this Yaxing, Jing Ran has no objection, please. "A nice voice floated out.

The genius walked to the stone table next to him and looked at the chessboard, picked up a word in his hand, but couldn't fall for a long time.

Immediately, I saw him sweating profusely, as if he was confused by the chess game.

Zhang Ye frowned, feeling that this thing was very evil, but he couldn't sense any mana fluctuations, and he couldn't see that the chessboard contained any formation to confuse people, otherwise Zhang Ye really wanted to smash the chess game.

Very quickly, before anyone could react, the genius let go, and the chess pieces fell to the ground, and then he turned pale, spit out a mouthful of blood, shook and sat on the ground.

Zhang Ye was taken aback, and although he didn't like this grandson, he immediately stepped forward to help him up and said, "Did you fall into some spell?"

After sensing it, this person was clear and his inner body was fine, and it seemed that he was just depressed because he couldn't crack this terrifying chess game.

"I learned shallow in the next and said goodbye. At this moment, this genius shook off Zhang Ye's hand and left.

Zhang Ye looked at his back and sighed, speechless and worried, feeling that this dream was getting weirder and weirder.

Now, the maid took out a new piece of paper and hung it up, still with those two words: Zhen Cage.

Seeing that Zhang Ye was not very happy, the maid said again: "Don't think too much about it, the chess game itself has no mana, and what you are facing is actually the people themselves." People are prone to drill into the horns of the bull, and their thoughts are not clear, so they like to embarrass themselves. In fact, the chess game that our young lady moves is rarely used, and people are usually selected by words. ”

Zhang Ye nodded.

The maid said, "Childe, please." ”

Zhang Ye walked forward with a hard head, looking at the two beautiful words of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing and scratching his head. All kinds of chess are really embarrassing.

Seeing him like this, the beautiful maid sneered and couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Ye was speechless, but she didn't bother to say anything about her, a short board is a short board, and she can't blame anyone.

In the end, Zhang Ye held the pen, learned the past style of Miss Bao, and bit the pen to think.

Thinking about it, his eyes are black, he can't think of anything, Zhang Ye doesn't think about it, he takes local materials, looks at the maid, Zhang Ye thinks, can't he write the word "maid" on it, right?

Even if Zhang Ye is illiterate, he knows that he can't pronounce the words "Zhencage Maid".

Turning his head to look at the chessboard next to him, Zhang Ye didn't think much about it, and wrote two words on the back of the cage: chess game.

Then put down the pen.

The maid was stunned, looked at the simple two words and said in amazement: "This is ...... Finished?"

Zhang Ye's old face was slightly red and said: "It's over, Zhenlong chess game, how smooth it is, what else do you want?"

The maid almost vomited blood and fainted, "Is it that simple for you?"

Zhang Ye said angrily: "Why should I be complicated, I don't know much literacy, but the two words of the chess game will not be written wrong, right?"

The maid looked at the paper and said dejectedly: "It's not wrong, but it's ......."

What she meant was that she dared to come to see her dreams with just this little bit of water, and then what made people speechless was that Zhang Ye's handwriting was not ordinarily ugly, like a dog's foot chicken.

"Xiaohong, bring in the answer to the answer of the night boy and show it to me. The beautiful voice of the dream came out.

Xiaohong took it and went in.

After a moment, Meng Jingran's nice voice murmured, "Zhen Cage...... Chess game. Hehe, interesting. ”

Zhang Ye listened to it.

Then, Dream Jingran's voice said: "The Night Boy doesn't take the usual path. It's unusually simple, and it suits my liking. In addition, the words of the night boy are not flattering, but they are powerful through the back of the paper, the words are like their people, the inside is wide open, you don't understand the words, but it is just written about your state of mind, this kind of majestic meaning, not ordinary people can write, good words. ”

At this time, the maid at the door listened to it, and looked at Zhang Ye a few more times curiously, she couldn't imagine that for such a long time, countless dreams would give Zhang Ye such an evaluation.

Not only that, Meng Jingran's nice voice continued slowly: "Childe, I wonder if you have heard that in the Xiacheng Night Market, there is an ordinary wine called 'Night Wine' that has been popular recently?"

Zhang Ye said: "I haven't heard of this. ”

The dream in it said softly: "It is rumored that this is ordinary wine, but there was once a celebrity comment: 'This wine is spicy in the mouth, extremely unpleasant, but there is a stubborn and unyielding intention in the inside, good wine!'" Meng Jingran then said: "Later, I asked Xiaohong to go to the night market and bought the leftover wine, I took a sip, and it was really good wine, ordinary good wine, but no matter how good it is, it is not as good as the person who evaluates the wine." Today I'm going to return to you Yokoko's evaluation of that kind of wine, and that's my evaluation of your words. ”

"......" Zhang Ye didn't know what was wrong, but it was not a bad thing to be praised anyway.

The beautiful voice in the inner dream said: "Xiaohong, the distinguished guest should replace him with a noble gift and serve tea to the night boy." ”