God is the first, the first place in the first level of the Oiran Conference, and before the sunset, the streets and alleys of Fucheng are spreading the story of Ye Xingyuan. Once again, he became a news figure in the house.

Ye Xingyuan was more than two hours ahead of the second Zhang Gongzi, and after Ye Xingyuan handed in the papers, Zhang Gongzi was anxious and desperately forced the two major accounts he brought. Thanks to the fact that these two people have been tested for a long time, they gritted their teeth and withstood the pressure, and in the end there was no mistake, but they also dialed the abacus until their fingers cramped, and they came up with the correct answer before the unitary time.

Then one after another, there were many people who gritted their teeth and worked hard after holding the lamp, and finally succeeded, almost crying with joy. Of course, there are many people who have been struggling to support until the end of the day, and they are dizzy, but after all, they are still a little wrong, lose their qualifications, and shed tears.

All in all, the first level of the Oiran Conference sparked unprecedented discussion due to the difficulty of the topic. Considering Ye Xingyuan's reputation for poetry and literary talent, coupled with his outstanding performance in the first level, he suddenly became a popular candidate to win this Oiran Conference.

Returning to the Fuxue House, driving away the enthusiastic Lu Wei, Ye Xingyuan and Mo Niangzi, who turned into a little white fox, admitted their worries, "The first level was a fluke, but I didn't expect the difficulty of this Oiran Conference to be so high, and I can only do my best in the next two levels." ”

Mo Niangzi didn't care, "I've heard about your performance today, what are you afraid of? You are difficult for them, we have a saying in the fox clan, if you are chased by a bear, you don't need to run faster than a bear, as long as you run faster than your sister." ”

Ye Xingyuan laughed, the fox clan proverb is similar to human jokes, although it is vulgar, it is actually good. It doesn't matter what kind of problems and strange problems come up at the Oiran Conference, as long as your performance exceeds the average of these students in Hangang Province, you have a lot of hope. Because this is a knockout round and not a grand final, you don't need to be the first in every level.

Thinking of this, Ye Xingyuan let go of his worries, fell asleep on the bed, and today is a little overused, sleep is the best supplement.

When Mrs. Mo saw him lying down and spread out her hands and feet to occupy the entire bed, she snorted. moved to another bed, but he always felt unaccustomed to tossing and turning, and secretly crawled back to Ye Xingyuan's side in the middle of the night and snuggled up to sleep.

On the second day of the Oiran Conference, Ye Xingyuan got up early to wash, but when he saw Lu Wei hurriedly running, he gasped and said, "Cousin, you are really popular! Someone has issued a page of ten taels of silver to collect your arithmetic draft yesterday!"

It turned out that early this morning, many students came to Lu Wei and begged Lu Wei to give everyone a few pages of drafts, so that they could get a little bit of Ye Xingyuan's divine calculation.

At the beginning, Lu Wei didn't want to have it, and it was rare for him to be popular, so he generously distributed some of it, and a few pieces of paper were not worth much anyway. Those classmates were all smiling and thankful, and Lu Wei looked strange and had more eyes. went out to inquire, only to know that overnight, Ye Xingyuan's manuscript had become sky-high.

Ten taels of silver per page was ruined a lot by himself, and Lu Wei couldn't help beating his chest. He didn't dare to hide it from Ye Xingyuan, so he hurriedly came to report the news first and asked how to deal with it.

Is there such a thing? Ye Xingyuan was also stunned. He was 10,000 percent sure that his messy drafts had no special value, and although they contained things like indefinite equations that could be called arithmetic on such a pretense as an arithmetic avenue, no one should be able to understand the unique mathematical symbols.

Could it be said that someone can see the essence through the phenomenon and perceive the existence of the avenue, so they will buy it at a high price? But it is also wrong, this price is really too high, it seems that there is some meaning regardless of the cost, who is behind the scenes?

Ye Xingyuan asked Lu Wei, "How many pages are there in my draft yesterday?"

Lu Wei was a little weak-hearted, "Yesterday, my cousin used a lot of it, if you don't count the number of words, there are about thirty-five or six pages." Later, when I left, I scattered a few pages, and this morning I was deceived and given away five or six pages, and now there are twenty-four pages. ”

According to the current market price, twenty-four pages of draft, that is two hundred and forty taels of silver, Lu Wei suddenly felt that the draft in his arms was heavy, as if it was a large bag of silver.

From a practical point of view, it seems that it is already a good deal to directly replace these waste paper drafts with silver taels, and Ye Xingyuan will probably not hesitate to replace them with the previous ones.

But he earned a lot of money during this period, first, when he was writing Biansai poems, the talented people in the palace bought his handwriting and gave him seventy or eighty taels of silver; second, he received a bonus of ten taels of red gold yesterday, which he couldn't spend for a while.

Ye Xingyuan is not in a hurry to use the money, he will think more about everything, this high-priced draft is strange, and he always feels that there is some reason. And in any case, holding these twenty-four pages of draft in your hand may be of greater benefit if others really want it.

Then he said: "I think there must be something strange in this, you should carefully put away these twenty-four pages of drafts first, and don't do it again today." Let's go to the second level of the Oiran Conference first. ”

Lu Wei nodded again and again, "Cousin is a genius, poetry is the first, arithmetic is the first, if you take the first place." At that point, the collectors will be even crazier, and this draft will be worth more!"

He admired it from the bottom of his heart, but Ye Xingyuan was a hoarder. Ye Xingyuan didn't expect this kid to have a bit of business acumen, so he only smiled and took Lu Wei out.

At the entrance of the street outside the school, Ouyang Ziyu was already waiting. The first level of the Oiran Conference yesterday made Miss Ouyang bored to death, and she didn't want to come today, but she remembered that she had promised Ye Xingyuan.

The dignified sword immortal made a promise, and Ye Xingyuan only brought a useless companion as a cousin, but he was afraid that it would be difficult to support himself. Therefore, she still gritted her teeth and insisted on helping, and she inevitably sighed at herself.

The three of them rendezvous, crossed the street, and walked to the banks of the Qing River. The flow of people is still surging, but today many people have recognized Ye Xingyuan, and when they saw him coming, they naturally gave way. Someone shouted beside him: "Ye Gongzi come on!" and someone prayed kindly, "I wish Ye Gongzi to sing high and win the beauty." ”

There are few entertainment activities in Hangang Fuchu, and the Oiran Tournament is a rare event, and it is naturally the easiest opportunity to cast idols at the convention. Ye Xingyuan performed well yesterday, and unconsciously gained a lot of fans.

I heard a familiar voice laughing from the upstairs on the other side of the river, "Brother Ye Xian! Yesterday there were many people, and it was not convenient to greet you, but I saw you in the restaurant, and you were drunk without drinking." Today, you have to make persistent efforts to cheer for you in vain!"

Ye Xingyuan looked up, and sure enough, it was Tang Shiyan who was cheering him on, and arched his hand with a smile, which was considered a return of courtesy. Then, together with the people who had passed the customs yesterday, he followed the footsteps of the deacon who led the way, walked across the gangplank, and boarded the second big ship.

Like the first ship, there is a hole in the cabin, but there are far fewer people entering the second level, and the space is not so large. The rules are the same, you can still read the exam questions first, and then call your companion.

Only people like Ye Xingyuan with pig teammates don't care, and they go directly inside, which also makes the onlookers even more admired. This Ye Gongzi is the real ability, and he relies on himself to win the world! His so-called companion is probably just a servant! What kind of talent does this dare to be so big?

Listening to the admiration of the people on the side of the road, Zhang Gongzi's face was even more ugly. He couldn't wait to be like Ye Xingyuan, just take two people in casually and get the same praise. But after struggling inwardly, I still didn't dare.

For example, yesterday's arithmetic problem, if he hadn't brought the help of two major account rooms, he would never have been able to calculate it on his own. Instead of slapping a swollen face and being eliminated early, it is better to fight to the end.

It can't be that Ye Xingyuan is really omniscient and omnipotent, and he is the sole leader of everything, right? As long as he fails to do anything, he will be swept away, and of course he can ridicule him at that time!

Zhang Gongzi cheered himself up, and was immediately full of confidence, as soon as he entered the cabin, he heard cheers inside, "Cousin, it turned out to be this topic, you must be the first again this time!" "Your luck is good, hurry up and pass the second level!"

Zhang Gongzi hurriedly went in to look at the exam questions, the red paper had been uncovered, but there was a big "book" written underneath. No coincidence is not a book, this second level is the way of calligraphy that Ye Xingyuan is best at!

Ye Xingyuan's book has the thickest bottom, and he was forced by his strict grandfather to write big characters since he was five or six years old in his last life, and he had a miserable childhood, but he also had a profound scholar.

This body occupied after crossing is also practiced in summer and winter, and has a solid foundation in calligraphy. The two are one, Ye Xingyuan's calligraphy starting point is extremely high, coupled with his daily copying of the "Cosmic Edge" brushwork in the past few months, the more free he is to write, there are hard bones, and there is a chic god.

What he hoped to encounter most at the Oiran Conference was the calligraphy level, and his wish came true. But Ye Xingyuan was not overjoyed by this. First of all, arithmetic, and then calligraphy, all the tests are what they are best at, which is too coincidental. Ye Xingyuan can't be regarded as a conspiracy theorist, but he doesn't feel that his luck is really invincible, and he can't help but be suspicious.

But this is the end of the matter, and now is not the time to explore the reason, so let's talk about it after this hurdle. Ye Xingyuan was about to probe to see the specific requirements of the competition, but a brocade-clothed man next to him was dissatisfied and squeezed in front of him forcefully.

He sneered: "At a young age, you dare to claim to be the first, the way of calligraphy is endless, how can a slippery person like you understand it thoroughly? I want to see what kind of words a junior like you can write!"

Ye Xingyuan looked up in astonishment, only to see that the brocade-clothed man in front of him was only in his thirties, tall and fierce, with a fierce aura on his face. At this time, he stared at the beads, and rolled up his sleeves to reveal his muscular forearms, as if he wanted to fight.

When did this become an enemy? Ye Xingyuan was inexplicable for a while, and then he suddenly realized when he thought back to the other party's words. Just now, my cousin Lu Wei cheered, shouting that he would definitely win the first place, surrounded by scholars who also came to compete, how did he feel when he heard it?

is worthy of being a pig teammate, even if you can't help, you can still pull hatred! Ye Xingyuan glared at Lu Wei hatefully, speechless.

ps: If you are in a bad state and encounter a difficult way to write, you will write less about what you are not good at in the future!!