On the contrary, I want to uphold the rules. According to the rules of the previous "flower viewing competition", the winner will be decided after the flower viewing competition is over.

Therefore, it would be too early for you to announce that you have won the championship now."

The tactic of procrastination, waiting for change, is the only way Wen Yating can think of now!

"Forget it, then I'll wait until the 'Flower Appreciation Conference' is over." Chen Feiyu walked back to his seat and sat down, smiling: "Anyway, I have already won this championship. With so many people witnessing it, I believe Miss Wen will not openly default on her debt."

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"Of course not." Wen Yating snorted arrogantly, walked back to her seat and sat down, saying: "The martial arts competition is over, and the literary competition can begin."

In the past, martial arts competitions were mainly competitions between young men from major aristocratic families, while literary competitions were when young ladies from major aristocratic families showed off their charms. The competition was no less fierce than martial arts competitions.

However, when Chen Feiyu made such a fuss about the "Flower Appreciation Conference", not only the young men from the major aristocratic families, but also the wealthy ladies lost much interest, and the recital of poems and poems was less lively than in the past.

Chen Feiyu had no interest in reciting poems, and the beauty of those wealthy ladies was still far behind Pan Danfeng and Wen Yating. Chen Feiyu was even less interested, so he just sat back and drank, waiting for the "flower viewing party" to end.

Unlike Chen Feiyu who was sitting firmly on Diaoyutai, Wen Yating was on pins and needles and couldn't think of a better way. Then the final champion must belong to Chen Fei. What should we do?

Suddenly, Bian Yuanbai, who had given up because of a stomachache, returned to the courtyard, attracting the attention of many people.

He looked around and walked straight in the direction of Chen Feiyu.

When the man sitting at the table next to Chen Feiyu saw this, he quickly stood up and gave up his seat, saying respectfully: "Master Bian, please."

Bian Yuanbai glanced at him appreciatively, sat next to Chen Feiyu, picked up the wine glass and said: "Although this is the first time we have met, Brother Chen has extraordinary strength. I admire him very much. I would like to toast to Brother Chen."

Chen Feiyu was not polite and took the toast from Bian Yuanbai and said: "You just had a stomachache. Strictly speaking, there is no winner between you and me. If you don't accept it, I can compete with you again."

One game to make up for your regrets."

"Chen Fei is right."

Suddenly, Wen Yating walked over gracefully and said: "Master Bian is the strongest among the younger generation in Weishui City, and he is also the favorite to win the 'Flower Appreciation Competition'. If he misses the championship because of a stomachache, including Yating,

Inside, many people will feel sorry.

How about you compete openly with Chen Fei again and win the crown for Weishui City?"

The best way Wen Yating can think of now is to let Bian Yuanbai fight Chen Feiyu again to prevent Chen Feiyu from winning the championship.

Bian Yuanbai's heart trembled. If he really dared to fight Chen Feiyu, he wouldn't pretend to be sick and run away.

Immediately, he stood up and said righteously and solemnly: "Ya Ting's words are wrong. As a man, I have promised you a thousand dollars. I have already admitted defeat to Chen Fei in public. Everyone present witnessed it with their own eyes.

If I break my promise and compete with Chen Fei again, even if I do win the 'Flower Appreciation Competition' in the end, it will only make people laugh if word gets out about it. This is shameless and Bian Yuanbai will not do it."

Many people around were amazed and admired Bian Yuanbai for his young age, but he was upright, upright, tall, really tall!

Wen Yating felt frustrated and strange at the same time. Bian Yuanbai usually kept his eyes high and would use some shameful methods from time to time. Why did he become so noble today? What the hell is he doing?

Chen Feiyu raised his glass and drank it down in one gulp, and said with a smile: "Master Bian turns out to be a 'modesty gentleman'. I admire him very much. It seems that the champion of the 'Flower Appreciation Competition' must be me."

He specially emphasized the words "a humble gentleman", which was somewhat ironic, because Chen Feiyu had long seen that Bian Yuanbai was deliberately pretending to be ill.

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