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Looking at Xia Liu again, he was also dumbfounded and couldn't start.

Of the more than 500 candidates present, more than 400 people scratched their ears and cheeks, and these reckless warriors killed people and set fires, and fights and brawls were their forte, but when it came to writing articles and essays, it was simply bullshit.

When the book is used, many people secretly regret it in their hearts: "Fuck! If Lao Tzu had read two more books, he wouldn't have been so embarrassed." ”

In the blink of an eye, it has reached the second watch, and the third watch will be handed in.

Many candidates were in a hurry, treating dead horses as live horse doctors, scribbling on white paper, and writing a few big characters on white paper for half a day.

Some children of rich families took out a thousand taels of silver tickets and pasted them on white paper, ready to sell the invigilator.

Those martial arts people who don't have much silver, lick blood on the head of the knife, and make money under the sword, simply draw circles on the white paper and draw portraits of human heads.

What's more, the dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, and he can't write anyway, so he simply lies on the small table, sleeps, and finally hands in a blank scroll.

When Wu Liang was in a hurry, the candle stands around Xia Liu suddenly went out, and the crowd was in a commotion.

A moment later, the soldiers came with torches and lit the candles on the candle stands, and the square was lit up again.

Wu Liangzheng was puzzled, and he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Xia Liu's gourd. Xia Liu suddenly turned his head, smiled triumphantly at Wu Liang, raised the white paper with seal characters written on his hand, and pointed to a young man in black beside him.

The man was unconscious, and Wu Liang knew the man in black.

The man in black was a civil and martial artist, with good martial arts, and he had just entered the early stage of the Wushan Realm, and his martial arts were not worth mentioning in Wu Liang's eyes. But he was very good at writing, he was rich in learning, talented and talented, wrote articles, painted and recited poems, which was his forte, and he was quite talented in the literary world at that time.

The man's name was Sima Yi, a native of Hanoi, a famous literati, and a literary scholar under Cao Cao.

When Wu Liang saw it, he understood most of it in his heart, most likely because Xia Liu destroyed the wax rack, took advantage of the chaos, restrained Sima Yi, ordered his slumber**, snatched Sima Yi's article, and stuffed his white paper under Sima Yi.

"This plan is wonderful!" Wu Liang nodded secretly and began to look around, a suitable target.

Wu Liang looked left and right, and quickly chose the target to start. Next to his left hand is a young scholar in a white robe with a lupine scarf.

This scholar Wu Liang also knows, Zhuge Liang, Zhuge Kongming, the suburbs of Xiangyang, Jingzhou, locally called Wolong, Mr. Wolong, is also a person who reads poetry and books.

Zhuge Liang was confident, his pen was like a god, and after an hour of hard work, he wrote down more than 1,000 words of scattered fu, and was about to sign it.

"Zhuge Liang, don't blame me! If you want to blame, blame your hard life, you ran into me Wu Liang!" Wu Liang nodded, raised his hands, and extinguished the candles on the two rows of candlesticks beside him.

Wu Liang's body was like electricity, like a cunning tanuki, and he pounced on Zhuge Liang on the left.

Wu Liang's martial arts are much higher than Zhuge Liang's, and as soon as he made a move, he restrained Zhuge Liang and ordered his lethargy**.

Wu Liang took Zhuge Liang's article from his hand, put the blank paper under Zhuge Liang's hand, and then quickly returned to his seat.

When the candle stand was lit again, Zhuge Liang was already asleep on the table, not awake, Wu Liang sat on his desk, wrote his name on the back of the article, snatched Zhuge Liang's article into his own hands, and took it for himself, but poor Zhuge Liang didn't know anything.

Wu Liang sat for another hour, and finally arrived at the third watch, and the watchman knocked three times outside the house, and the invigilator began to collect the papers, Wu Liang and Xia Liu flicked their fingers and untied Zhuge Liang and Sima Yi's ** Dao.

Wu Liang and Xia Liu unraveled Zhuge Liang and Sima Yi's ** Dao, and took the opportunity to leave.

Zhuge Liang and Sima Yi looked at the white paper in front of them, and were shocked into a cold sweat, the article they had written disappeared, and only a blank piece of paper remained.

The two of them read poetry and books, and they looked forward to showing their skills in the examination room, becoming famous, and being famous.

Unexpectedly, they ended up like this, the two of them hugged their heads and cried, their heads were scattered, and they looked up to the sky and shouted: "Which goddamn bastard robbed me of my article, and I won't let you go if I die!"

After that, he was furious, raised the small table, smashed it around, and vented the anger in his heart.

When the soldiers around saw that someone was making trouble, they raised their knives and guns one after another, and rushed towards Zhuge Liang and the others.

In a fit of rage, the two acted mercilessly, killing dozens of soldiers in a row, and the corpses were piled up.

Gao Shun led the masters of the generals' team, knocked the two of them to vomit blood and flew out.

Zhuge Liang and Sima Yi knew that they had to die in the Assassin's Mansion today, but they sighed that after 20 years of hard work, they finally died of loess.

The two of them were angry and said bitterly: "I hate it so much!

After that, they hit their heads on the stone pillar, the skulls of the two people were shattered, the stone chips were splashed, and the two corpses were lying in His Highness, bleeding all over the ground, and they were in a mess.

Xia Liu was a little reluctant, and sighed: "Big brother, we hurt them! ”

"It's really wrong for us, we didn't think of a prank, but we actually caused two lives. In the future, I will pacify the Central Plains and rejuvenate the Han Dynasty, and I will definitely build temples for the two of them, so that they can be worshiped and admired by the world. Wu Liang nodded, and his eyes dimmed.

"Let's go!" Wu Liang waved his hand, walked out of the Thorn History Mansion side by side with Xia Liu, returned to the inn, and slept peacefully.

When the list was released the next day, Wu Liang and Xia Liu unexpectedly appeared on the list, and only 50 of the more than 500 people successfully advanced to the next round to participate in the cooking competition.

Those who failed to make the list left disappointed one after another, scolding and swearing all the way, and the foul language was endless. These people did not leave Wancheng, they chose to stay and take a wait-and-see posture.

They are not going to let go of Diao Chan so easily, they are waiting, waiting for an opportunity to snatch back Diao Chan and turn defeat into victory.

The cooking competition was held in the afternoon, and the venue was still on the Thorn Shifu Square, where fifty stoves were erected, and under the high platform sat ten judges, all of whom were famous chefs in Wancheng. Even Diao Chan also came to the scene, she was wearing a white fairy dress, holding Lu Xueyi, so beautiful that she couldn't be seen.

Behind the 50 people is a mountain of ingredients, and the contestants need to select ingredients from the mountain of ingredients within the specified time, cook their own specialty dishes, and be selected by the judges, and the best one wins.

"Let's go!" said a middle-aged man who looked like an officer.

As soon as the man's words fell, fifty contestants rushed towards the mountain of ingredients like arrows off the string.

Wu Liang was no exception, rushing towards the mountain of ingredients.

"Hmph!" A sneer came into Wu Liang's ears, Wu Liang looked at it, and was shocked in his heart, the person who spoke was actually Cao Ziying. ... Friends who read books, you can search for "", you can find this site as soon as possible.