Twenty-six rowers, to the sound of the drums, rowed hard, their movements were neat and uniform, and it was very ornamental. The spectators on both sides also swam rapidly on the surface of the river with these boats, erupting into a tsunami-like shout.

In this cheer, several young girls in the painting boat unconsciously surged and subconsciously cheered.

Among the eleven boats, as expected, the Red Dragon Boat, the White Tiger Boat, and the Yellow Dragon Boat began to lead.

And the other dragon boats, although they are close behind, do not want to lag too far behind. But their struggle was in vain, and it was only in the first moment that they were distanced, and as time passed, the distance only grew larger and wider, without diminishing in the slightest.

Soon, the red dragon, the yellow dragon, and the white tiger got rid of the many dragon boats behind and rowed to the front.

The current situation is that the White Tiger is the first, the Red Dragon is the second, and the Yellow Dragon is the third. However, the gap is not big, there is often a catch-up, you chase me, it is difficult to distinguish, who has the advantage in the end.

Until the last moment, it is still unknown who killed the deer.

With the swimming of these dragon boats, the painting boat is also advancing, otherwise what is there to see the dragon boat ride in the dust and disappear quickly?

At this moment, several people in the painting boat lost their interest in bickering, staring at the three dragon boats that you were chasing me.

Fang Cai's bet is not small, although it is a small bet, but how can they play with a few taels of silver?

"Look, the end is almost there. Wang Hong in the boat couldn't help but hold his breath, eager to know who was the first?

He gambled on Huang Longzhou, and at this time, seeing that Huang Longzhou was still the third, he couldn't help gritting his teeth, a little eager, and turned his head and asked Liu Ping on the side in a low voice: "Brother Liu, can you help and make Huang Longzhou the first?"

"I'm not an immortal, do you really think I'm omnipotent?" Liu glanced at him.

Wang Hong was stunned and continued to watch.

Before the dragon boat reached the end point, the crowd of onlookers on both sides of the river was quiet at this moment.

Soon, the results came in.

The white tiger boat is the first, the red dragon boat is the second, and the yellow dragon boat is the third.

The supporters on both sides of the White Tiger Boat immediately cheered wildly, and their hearts were full of pride, this kind of emotion was difficult to understand, they did not get the slightest benefit, but they were very satisfied. It is also very understandable that they pinned their faith and wishes on the white tiger boat, and now they have realized it, and they have obtained the first, which is naturally unprecedented satisfaction.

At the end of the dragon boat race, it does not end like this, those dragon boats will still swim slowly on both sides of the river, and the small palm-sized dragon boats installed in the cabin will be 'born' by these dragon boats, and then thrown by the crew to the people on both sides. In return for their support, it naturally caused a rush of scrambling.

"I didn't expect it to be called Baihuzhou to win. Jiang Hu, the magistrate of the county, said with a smile, without the slightest displeasure. In the dragon boat race, there is no high or low, what is represented is only the dragon boat itself. Losing is losing, winning is winning, and it doesn't change for any other reason, a tradition that has been formed over thousands of years.

The people on the side responded one after another, expressing surprise.

Qian Wu nodded, didn't say much, and at this moment, his afterglow swept to a painting boat, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his heart was ecstatic.

God, who did I see?

Mr. Long Aotian!

It's really hard to get through the iron shoes!

In the painting boat not far away, the game is over, and when we see it, some people are happy, some are sad, some are proud, and some are helpless.

"Ha Luha, I didn't expect that I won. Hua Wu opened the small fan, covered her mouth and smiled with satisfaction, grabbed the silver ticket in her hand, and was very satisfied: "You stupid guys, you don't bet with me, now you regret it, right?"

Wang Hong said: "If you win, you win, what do you have to do?"

Hua Wu glanced at him and said lightly: "You have won, and you won't let me get stuck?"

Jiang Zhongyuan was speechless, but this bet made Hua Wu win, it was much better than that Wang Hong won, looking at the bright smile on her face, she felt that it was worth losing a little.

Taking advantage of her good mood, Jiang Zhongyuan said: "Wu'er...... Let me tell you the news, my father has a protégé who works as an editor at the Nazhang County Travel Book Publishing House, and he is familiar with Mr. Long Aotian. It was my father's place at this time. ”

Hearing this news, everyone in the ship was stunned and showed interested looks.

Hua Wu was even more interested and asked, "Is this true? Then can we go over and meet him? Ask Mr. Long Aotian about his situation, and when will the third book of the Three Kingdoms of the Gods be released?"

On the side, Lu Wei also said: "I also want to know about Lu Dao." ”

Others said yes, and even Wang Hong said, "I want to see it too." ”

This made Liu Ping speechless, the real author was here, reluctant to seek the near and far, and ran to ask an editor what was the matter? Liu Yue on the side couldn't help but smile, and he couldn't bear it a little uncomfortable.

Jiang Zhongyuan looked at the inquiring and pleading gazes of a few people next to him, and he was very proud in his heart, especially from Wang Hong's gaze, which made him comfortable, and said with a faint smile: "Of course...... OK. ”

Hua Wu hurriedly asked, "What is the editor's name?"

"It's called Qian Wu. ”

"How's your temper? Isn't this kind of editor's temper very difficult to get along with?"

"Ha Luha, that Qian Wu is still very kind...... Jiang Zhongyuan said smugly, inadvertently glanced at Liu Ping, and said lightly: "If someone didn't know the sense of proportion and continued to joke before, I would move him out to see if it was true or not." ”

Everyone nodded slightly, if the gentleman was moved out before, it would be a naked slap in the face, after all, Liu Ping is a protégé of the prefect, the head of a county, and it is really not cost-effective to make such a stiff fuss for no reason. Jiang Zhongyuan obviously has this big killing weapon, but he doesn't say it, it can be said that this measure is really well mastered. With his temperament, it's really rare.

Liu Ping's face is strange, if he insists, will he be the one who slaps his face? Of course, this is also possible, provided that Qian Wu is an impostor.

At this moment, the painting boat where the county magistrate was located not far away slowly approached. Jiang Zhongyuan was stunned for a moment, and then said to himself: "Look, the painting boat where my father is has come over, what a coincidence, alas? Did you see it? The editor of Qian Wu, standing at the bow of the boat, seemed to be looking at us. ”

"Oh, I see, Ha Luha, it really seems to be looking at us?" Hua Shang's eyes lit up.

Hua Wu smiled and said, "This editor is very temperamental? Sure enough, he is the editor of Mr. Long Aotian?

Many young ladies in the painting boat looked at each other, a little confused.

Only Wang Hong suddenly remembered something, turned his head suddenly, and a thought popped up in his mind, which spread irrepressibly, could it be that Liu Ping, is it really that Long Aotian? That Long Aotian is in Zhangjun, and Liu Ping is also in Zhangjun, Fang Cai, he also admitted, just these two points, can make him believe it completely. I was just bluffed by them, and I thought I was really joking, but now it seems that the situation has changed......

Soon, the two boats met and collided lightly, and the boatman tied the two boats with ropes and fixed them together.

That Qian Wu hurriedly came over and walked in, everyone was stunned, a little confused, and didn't know what to say.

Qian Wu respectfully waved towards Liu Ping again: "I've seen Mr. Long." ”

Liu Ping returned the salute casually and said, "No need to be polite. ”

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.

Hua Shang's eyes widened, and he looked at Liu Ping like a ghost, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

Although Wang Hong had expected it, when he learned of this fact, he was still shocked, the boy who fought with him in the past was actually the one who wrote the Three Kingdoms of the Gods?

Jiang Zhongyuan couldn't believe what he heard and saw, and some didn't react. Qian Wu said to Liu Ping, saying that he had seen Mr. Long, that is to say, Liu Ping is Mr. Long, and only Long Aotian can make him like this?! Liu Ping is Long Aotian?!? how is it possible!! Suddenly remembering Fang Cai, Liu Ping said lightly, yes, because you didn't ask, it caused everyone to laugh, thinking that he was joking, and reprimanded him for it, but now that he thinks about it, he suddenly feels extremely embarrassed, and his face is blue and white.

Hua Wu's small mouth opened into an 'O' shape, and looked at Liu Ping in disbelief, is he really Long Aotian? Is it really Long Aotian, who he admires the most? How is it possible, how can he be so young! She subconsciously exclaimed, "Mr. Qian...... You said Mr. Long, he is Long Aotian?"

Mr. Long is not necessarily Long Aotian, everyone still has some such luck thoughts, waiting with bated breath for Qian Wu's answer.

Qian Wu nodded and said, "Yes, don't you know the way?"

I really don't know what to do!

It's really true! It's a little weird!

Everyone was stunned and stunned for a while, but this has nothing to do with Qian Wu, what he cares about most is the third volume, which is also the purpose of his coming this time, and immediately looked at Liu Ping and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Long, the third volume, do you have eyebrows?"

Hearing this, everyone who was still in shock instantly gathered their eyes.

Liu Ping smiled bitterly: "Are you here to urge the draft?"

Qian Wu said with a smile: "I don't dare, it's just that it's been nearly three months, and there is still no new book released, and readers are boiling......

Liu Ping thought of the ghost emperor and Ying Ning's reminder, and couldn't help but sigh, he was not just a person, but also burdened with their expectations, it was really not easy to be a novelist, and he said: "I will hand it over to you as soon as possible, at most after a month." ”

Qian Wu was overjoyed: "Just say what Mr. Long says!"