Of course, Ma Wuchang knew that these dozens of scholars were despising him, including Shi Yue and Youlan, and also gave him strange looks.
Although his heart was narrow, fortunately, he was thick-skinned and could withstand so many rolls of eyes and ridicule.
A pockmarked face was covered by blood stains dripping from his forehead, and I couldn't tell how blushed his face was?
Hongxing is the master and the boss of Wumei Pavilion.
Of course, she would not be as snobbish as those talented men, nor would she show a cold and charming face to Ma Wuchang, although she looked down on such a guy like Ma Wuchang in her heart.
The red apricot smiles like a flower, and the fresh waves rippled in its charming eyes. Every smile and frown seems to be sweet to people's hearts.
"Mr. Ma, why are you returning? Are you still unwilling to the portrait of Li Xianyu?"
"Oh, there are so few passionate young men like Xiang you. They are injured like this and still miss Li Xianyu. They are really admirable!"
Hong Xing said the truth, only leaving Ma Wuchang ashamed of having nowhere to hide.
Fortunately, Hongxing's mature and charming face dispersed some of his shameful embarrassment.
Ma Wuchang covered the almost dry bag on his forehead and smiled at Hongxing, "This Hongxing girl, can you please let me in? I just didn't perform well just now, but I actually have real talents and knowledge."
When the dozens of talented men heard that Ma Wuchang was so thick-skinned, they were filled with righteous indignation.
I also forgot how tough the power behind Ma Wuchang was, and they all rushed over and said, "Let you in? Why put you in?"
"Everyone has the same nose and two eyes. Apart from having a more pockmark than us and a big bleeding bag on your forehead, how can you be more special than us?"
"That's it! That's it! We don't even want to talk about you..."
A large group of vulgar, but clever guys quickly surrounded him, scolding Ma Wuchang in a slight manner.
This made Ma Wuchang's groggy mind even more confused after being hit again! It seemed as if countless mosquitoes were buzzing around in his ears.
"Enough! Enough! All the fucking shut up!"
Ma Wuchang shook his arms fiercely, pointed at the scholars and said, "Are you all stupid? I didn't find a way to go to the Weather Pavilion to watch the scheduling, but he just yelled around me."
"Besides a lot of pockmarks on my face, are there any scheduling? Did the portrait of Li Xianyu be painted on my face?"
A word awakens the dreamer.
The scholars were so angry that they were not interested in Ma Wuchang for the time being, and then whispered softly to Hongxing. That look like a very servant's face.
Ma Wuchang had the most important task, and was most urgent, begging: "Miss Hongxing, just let me in, I beg you."
"It's not that I'm not compatible. If you let you in, it will be unfair to other students..." Hongxing frowned and looked like a pretty beauty in a difficult situation.
Ma Wuchang begged again: "Miss Hongxing, fairness is relative. No matter how you think of a way, just let me in."
"That's it! That's it! Mr. Ma finally said something human..." A scholar echoed.
"This...this isn't this good?" Hongxing clenched her pink lips.
Youlan looked at Hongxing Yu and the talented men who were acting like a flower, and found it very interesting. She smiled at Hongxing's ears with a smile on her face and smiled at her: "Okay! OK! Hurry up and let the lion speak."
Shi Yue reached out and pointed Youlan's soft waist, warning him not to cause trouble.
Youlan impatiently knocked off Shi Yue's big hand that was touching his waist, smiled at the scholars, showed her white teeth, and said angrily: "I want to say, want to see the scheduling? Yes, want to see the portrait of Li Xianyu, too!"
"Aren't you all rich? You can use silver to smash it. As long as you smash it quickly and beautifully, what scheduling can't be seen? What beauty can't be seen?"
Ma Wuchang and others were immediately inspired by Youlan's words and expressed their passion.
He waved his hand and made a chic style, saying disdainfully: "Miss Hongxing, tell me, how much money can I put in? Is the ten taels of silver enough? Not enough, I can add another five taels."
Hongxing, Shi Yue, Youlan, rolled her eyes in anger: Ma Wuchang is really the best among talents. He can even speak ten taels of silver so boldly, and he is not afraid of embarrassing...
Shi Yue said angrily: "My surname is Ma, is it worth ten taels of silver for our talented people?"
"You might as well tell you that if you want to enter this door of the Weather Pavilion, you don't have to pay 500 taels of silver. If I let you in, I'm sorry for my knowledge."
Hongxing also echoed: "This is not a matter of silver. Besides, ten taels of silver are too shabby..."
The talented men looked surprised!
Ma Wuchang shook his sleeves and opened his mouth wide: "Five hundred taels of silver, you... How much is your Poweimei Pavilion worth? Are you robbed?"
Hongxing smiled gently and said, "I didn't say I wanted money, so I would do whatever Mr. Ma wanted."
The woman in Youlan River and Lake is so fierce!
She pinched her waist, pointed at Ma Wuchang's nose, rolled her eyes, and said tuggingly: "What's wrong with the five hundred taels of silver? Is it a lot? Tsk tsk... Mr. Ma, who is rich in wealth, actually feels sorry for the five hundred taels of silver, which is really petty."
Ma Wuchang blushed and said embarrassedly: "This is not a matter of being petty. I don't have such an unfair reputation..."
Youlan said, "Who forced you to spend it? You just begged grandpa to ask the *** to approach the Wizard Pavilion, and even said anything shamelessly. Now the solution has come, and five hundred taels of silver will be solved. Why is Mr. Ma timid?"
"Tell you! If you don't have a diamond, don't take on porcelain work. If you don't have a silver in your pocket, don't be a big shot? What's the point of making a fool of yourself? Look, no one of these talented men is as stingy as you? Get away quickly and don't embarrass you here!"
"Who... who said I have no money?" Ma Wuchang's face was red, swollen and hot, and he knew that the thirty or so guys were looking at him with contempt, waiting to see him laughing.
This key stage, if you lose, you won’t lose!
It is embarrassing enough. If these talented men go out to publicize for a while and gain a reputation for poverty, then they will be hopeless.
At this time, let alone five hundred taels, even one thousand taels, you have to take it out happily.
Ma Wuchang took out several silver notes of one thousand taels in his pocket!
I have to admit that Ma Wuchang is really a rich man. It seems that his father, who is good at flattering, has not embezzled the hard-earned money of the people over the years.
Ma Wuchang took out the money and deliberately showed off his resentment in the hearts of the dozens of talented men.
Looking at the indignant expressions of the talents, Ma Wuchang felt very relieved: A bunch of miscellaneous people will make you crazy, I will have money to kill you.
Ma Wuchang tossed and turned, but he couldn't find a silver note worth five hundred taels.
Youlan quickly snatched a silver note of 1,000 taels from Ma Wuchang's hand and handed it to Hongxing.
Her tender face was full of smiles, and she praised Ma Wuchang with a delicate voice: "Mr. Ma, you are so cheerful. I said 500 taels, but you insisted on giving 1,000 taels. I admire the little girl so much that I admire her."
ah?
One thousand taels?
Ma Wuchang looked dark and staggered out, trying to get back five hundred taels of silver, and then shook back tremblingly.
Looking at Youlan's bright and beautiful face, she secretly complained in her heart: I'm tolerating! I'm tolerating! I'm tolerating...