There were many talented people and beauties around. When they heard those words, they laughed out loud, pointed at the young man in yellow shirt, and made sarcastic comments...
Someone even shouted to the young man in yellow: "Young man, please look for me again. The girls on this boat are not easy to fool."
When Feng Jueyu was watching the scenery along the road, he picked out two poems out of a thousand poems just for boarding the ship. When he saw the young man in yellow shirt was stunned, he quickly ran over and shouted: "I want this ship.
I’ll compose a song.”
Everyone looked at him...
Misty clouds and smoke lock the lake,
It was when Xilin was sleeping peacefully,
want……
Just as Mr. Feng was shaking his head and preparing to impress the two young girls on board with a poem he had just copied, another woman suddenly interrupted: "You two gentlemen, don't you have something new to say?"
"Gah?"
Feng Jueyu was also stunned. A moment later, thunderous laughter sounded on the lake shore...
"Haha, these two idiots are so funny. They copied poems from books and presented them as treasures..."
"You two, take out the "One Thousand Poems of the Book of Songs" and look for it again. If you recite a song that the two girls have never heard, you may be able to pass the test."
"I'll wipe..." Feng Jueyu's sweat dropped. She looked back and saw that the young man in yellow shirt was looking at her with a look that said, "You and I are both pitiful." What did this mean?
Seeing that the two of them were stunned, the woman on the boat said disgustedly: "Young masters, if you don't have any good works, you might as well think again and let the people behind you get on first."
"Yes, I have one." Someone in the crowd immediately started composing a poem.
When Feng Jueyu heard this, how could this make it easy for me to find a boat?
Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu shouted: "Wait a minute..."
The voices overlapped, but he was not the one shouting it. The other voice was that of the young man in yellow.
Hearing the two men speaking in unison, the crowd around them was startled. Looking back, the eyes of Feng Jueyu and the young man in yellow had already touched each other, like sharp swords, sparks flying, full of fighting spirit...
Next, the two of them simultaneously made a move that stunned everyone...
He reached into his arms and quickly took out two books...
Uh, no, it should be one, because both books are the sleep-talking version of "A Thousand Poems", and I flipped through them quickly...
The surrounding spectators were sweating profusely, and they got together in their hearts and cursed the two of them: Damn, where did these two idiots come from? Forget about plagiarism, they were so blatant...
"I have..."
There was another sympathizing shout, and the eyes of Young Master Feng and the young man in yellow robes once again met, but...
When they were about to compose poems, they saw the two girls on the boat each holding a copy of "A Thousand Poems" that they were talking about in their sleep. They were holding it in their hands and shaking it at them with utmost contempt. What do you mean?
No matter what you say, I won’t let you get on the boat...
"Wanniao..."
Young Master Feng and Young Master Huang lowered their heads like two defeated roosters. The Young Master in yellow shirt was even more powerful. He tore into pieces the dreamy version of "A Thousand Poems" and said eloquently: I will fight him.
Grandma, I bought this junk for ten taels of silver...
Everyone: "..."
Feng Jueyu: "..."
This thing is worse than me. It was given to me as a gift, and it actually cost ten taels of silver. It’s awesome...
The two clowns made the surrounding crowd burst into laughter. The two girls also bent over with laughter. They had seen funny things, but never such funny ones.
One of the girls in the green shirt smiled brightly and said, "You two gentlemen, why don't you compose one of your own, even a limerick."
When Feng Jueyu heard this, he immediately had a favorable impression of the woman in the green shirt. He guessed that the girl saw that she and the young man in the yellow shirt were really unable to come up with anything good to say, so she deliberately lowered the passing mark and wanted to give herself a second grade.
It is convenient for people to travel.
The young man in yellow shirt was overjoyed when he heard this. He glanced at Feng Jueyu and said, "Really, limericks are also okay?"
The woman in Huang Shang nodded and said with a smile: "Of course."
"Great." The young man in yellow shirt happily rolled up his sleeves and stood up straight, pointing his finger at the sky... After holding it in for a long time, he said: "Damn, I can't do limericks either. Is there anything simpler?
Just a little bit."
Everyone: "..."
The two girls were already laughing and climbing on the boat, their little faces flushed from suppressing their emotions. Only then did Feng Jueyu realize that when it came to the thickness of his face, he was not the best, but the one in front of him had clearly reached the state of returning to his original nature. It was really
What a great talent.
"How about you guess a crossword puzzle?" The woman in green shirt laughed so hard that she couldn't help but lowered the difficulty level by one point.
"The dragon boat is swaying in the water. If you guess it correctly, you can get on the boat." The woman in green shirt covered her mouth and laughed.
This is a word puzzle, and it involves guessing the meaning of poetry and understanding the glyphs. It is not difficult to say, but it is not easy to say that it is simple.
Most of the gifted scholars' meetings are word puzzles and poetry gatherings. It is not too much to use word puzzles to test people who board boats and cruise around the lake.
After hearing this girl's word puzzle, everyone bowed their heads in deep thought.
Crossword puzzles are different from composing poems. If you don't have a clear understanding, you won't be able to guess them even if you are tired.
This crossword puzzle immediately stumped many people.
Looking at the young man in yellow shirt again, his face was red and his neck was thick, and he was staring straight at the woman in green shirt. After pondering for a long time, he couldn't think of a reason, and then said without hesitation: "I don't know how to do this, can I change it to another one?"
"
You're so shameless. Feng Jueyu spat. I've seen shameless people before, but I've never seen such a shameless person. What's the point? I might as well let you get on the boat directly.
Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu took a step forward and said loudly: "Xun, the dragon boat is floating in the water, and the word "Xun" is used."
When the voice fell, everyone in the audience raised their heads. If they thought about it carefully, the dragon boat was swaying in the water, and the ripples were undulating between the boats. Isn't it the word "Xun"?
The woman in green shirt was stunned at first when she heard this, then recovered quickly, bowed politely, moved the pedal away, and said: "Young Master guessed it right, please get on board."
The young man in yellow shirt glanced at Feng Jueyu with disappointment, then shook his head and walked feebly towards the distance.
Feng Jueyu didn't get on the boat. Looking at the lonely figure of the young man in yellow, he suddenly couldn't bear it. This person with such a thick skin had a straightforward temper and was a trustworthy person, so he shouted: "This
Brother, please stay."
The young man in yellow shirt turned around and looked at him doubtfully.
Feng Jueyu asked the woman in green shirt, "Girl, I wonder if we and I can board the ship together?"
The two women smiled sweetly, looked at the young man in yellow shirt, and thought to themselves, with this living treasure, they will definitely not be bored on the ship. It is much better than those men who appear to be gentlemen, but secretly men steal and women are prostitutes, and there is nothing wrong with it.
The woman in green shirt said: "This boat can accommodate four people at the same time. If you don't mind, sir, of course you can."
The young man in yellow shirt finally understood. He ran over a few steps with a grateful look on his face and said to Feng Jueyu: "Brother, are you willing to invite me on board?"
"Of course!" Feng Jueyu smiled slightly and said, "Brother, can I reward you with the next thin noodle?"
"Okay, it's not too late to be grateful, thank you very much." The young man in yellow shirt grinned, his mood suddenly brightened.
The two of them were getting closer, and Feng Jueyu subconsciously felt the true temperament exuding from the young man in yellow shirt. There was no falsehood in the hearty laughter, which made him nod in approval. It seemed that he should
You didn't see the wrong person.
"Come on, let's board the ship." Feng Jueyu made a gesture of invitation, and the young man in yellow also returned the salute.
Walking in tandem, when the young man in yellow shirt stepped on the pedal, his steady steps and rhythm immediately caught Feng Jueyu's attention.
"Bloodiness?"
Feng Jueyu was walking behind, and was suddenly startled. He raised his eyes slightly, focused his eyes, and stared at the past, feeling the rhythm of every step taken by the young master in yellow shirt through his super insight.
Calm, fast, and without hesitation, the distance between steps is surprisingly consistent, not missing a single cent. Moreover, as this person walks, there is a faint and unparalleled aura surrounding him, although it is very weak, like
It was deliberately hidden, but Feng Jueyu was still clearly aware of it.
What is even more frightening is that the aura of the young man in yellow robes vaguely contains the strong smell of blood, as if he has stepped from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, followed by numerous bones, but this man does not have the slightest hint of fear. What kind of person is this?
What kind of person?
Not an ordinary person...
This is a powerful warrior, he must be.
The Evil Emperor's insight was second to none. While his eyes narrowed slightly, Feng Jueyu's gaze became as sharp as an eagle.
This is the subtle connection between the strong and the strong. When a master who is enough to attract Feng Jueyu's attention appears, his whole body will exude a world-beating and invincible aura. And as he steps forward, his body's coordination will
There have also been earth-shaking changes, every move, every breath, every move has completely returned to deathly silence, and the flaws all over the body have quickly disappeared...
The young man in yellow shirt who was walking in front also noticed an astonishing change somewhere behind him. After taking only three steps, the young man in yellow shirt suddenly paused, his honest expression ended on his face, and his sharp eyes suddenly condensed.
"Um?"
The young man in yellow shirt clasped his hands behind his back and turned his head very slowly. Why so slowly? It was because he noticed that there seemed to be a venomous snake behind him that made his hair stand on end, staring at him.
This "venomous snake" was by no means ordinary poisonous, enough to make him wary. Even though he was bloody on the frontier, experienced hundreds of battles, large and small, and was plotted and ambushed by enemy masters countless times, he had never been killed once.
, as strong as I felt today.
What frightened him was that that feeling was so close...
The young man in yellow shirt has always been arrogant. He has always believed that except for those who exist at the top, no one can be within ten steps of him without being discovered by him.
But today this feeling really appeared, and it was even too strong to be described in words.
Looking back this time, the young man in yellow shirt felt extremely difficult. After more than twenty years of practicing Zhenqi martial arts, for the first time, he felt that murderous intent was on the side and there were many crises.
But when he turned back to look at Feng Jueyu, the fierce murderous aura disappeared without a trace. This speed was so fast that he couldn't believe it.
His eyes paused on Feng Jueyu, and the yellow-shirted young man re-examined the man who invited him on the boat. For some reason, he felt that the murderous aura just now was emanating from Feng Jueyu, so real.
What makes him unbelievable is that he is not sure...
This person is not simple...
Although he was not sure, the young man in yellow shirt still looked at Feng Jueyu twice and introduced in a low and solemn tone: "Mu Qianjun..."
"Feng Jueyu!" Feng Jueyu replied immediately, as if he had known for a long time that the young master in yellow shirt would introduce him.
In an instant, the two of them looked at each other and had a similar feeling at the same time. They looked at each other and burst into laughter.
"Haha, Brother Mu, please..."
"Brother Feng, please..."
A note to readers:
ps: It’s time to start yy. In fact, the first part of this book is about yy. In order to write about another world, it must be enjoyable. The most important thing is the feeling.