"Hu Mingyue wins this round!" At this time, the person in charge next to him slowly said: "Hu Mingyue, passed all four categories of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is promoted!"
As he said that, he looked at Jiang Qing who looked pale: "Jiang Qing, passed three of the four events, lost in Go, eliminated!"
I...I lost like this? I was eliminated...
Jiang Qing sat paralyzed there, as if she had lost her soul, speechless.
Yue Feng slowly stood up and said with a smile: "Master Jiang, you can't make a mistake, right? The game is over, I'll go out and wait for you outside!"
After the words fell, Yue Feng hummed a little tune and walked out.
Ha ha...
It was so cool to teach an arrogant young man a lesson with Go.
As soon as I arrived outside, I happened to see Ye Ziyi coming out of the competition field.
At this time, Ye Ziyi had a smile on his face and looked very relaxed. It was obvious that he had successfully advanced.
"Huh? Hu Mingyue!"
Seeing Yue Feng, Ye Ziyi came over: "How is it? Have you been promoted?"
Yue Feng smiled: "You have advanced, of course I have advanced as well."
"whispering sound!"
Seeing his confident look, Ye Ziyi couldn't help but curl her lips: "You must have passed at the bottom again."
Yesterday's literary competition audition, Ye Ziyi looked at Yue Feng's results and ranked at the bottom. Today's piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he must also be at the bottom.
Yue Feng smiled and didn't explain much.
Just as he was talking, Jiang Qing came out in despair, his face was pale and extremely ugly.
Wenbi was eliminated on the first official day, and no one else would be in a good mood.
What was even more difficult for Jiang Qing to accept was that he, a noble son of a noble family, had lost to a servant.
"Mr. Jiang!"
Seeing Jiang Qing, Ye Ziyi couldn't help shouting: "How is it? Have you advanced?"
Yesterday we attended a dinner together at Yue Chen's mansion, and the seats were next to each other, so Ye Ziyi and Jiang Qing were quite familiar with each other.
"I..." Jiang Qing gritted his teeth and did not respond. He lost to a servant, how could he say it?
"Mr. Jiang!"
At this time, Yue Feng hugged his arms and looked at Jiang Qing with a smile as he looked at Jiang Qing and said, "How about it, Mr. Jiang, I am willing to admit defeat!"
At this time, many contestants came out. Yue Feng deliberately made a loud voice, which immediately attracted many people to watch!
What's going on here? Ye Ziyi on one side frowned, her face full of doubts.
Jiang Qing's face turned blue and white in turns, filled with incomparable resentment. Ma De, this kid, even spoke loudly on purpose to attract onlookers! Jiang Qing gritted his teeth, slowly walked over, opened his mouth to Yue Feng, and whispered
He shouted: "Grandpa...Grandpa..."
When he shouted these words, Jiang Qing clenched his fists, wishing to kill Yue Feng immediately. But thinking that this was Tianqi Imperial City, under the emperor's feet, Jiang Qing had to hold back his anger.
"Alas!" Yue Feng responded with a smile and waved his hand: "Okay, good grandson, go and do your business."
Wow!
Suddenly, there was an uproar around him.
Many people looked at Jiang Qing and Yue Feng blankly, a little confused.
What's going on?
Mr. Jiang actually called this boy grandpa?
"What's going on?" Ye Ziyi was also stunned and looked at Yue Feng in surprise.
Yue Feng smiled and said: "It's nothing. Mr. Jiang lost to me in a chess competition just now. We made a bet that if he loses, he will call me grandpa."
What?
Mr. Jiang lost to him in chess?
Hearing this, Ye Ziyi was immediately confused. This Jiang Qing can be considered a talented man, otherwise, he would not have been invited by the governor-general to the banquet last night.
As for this Hu Mingyue, he is dressed so ordinary and his talents and learning are only average.
With such a huge disparity in status between the two of them, this Hu Mingyue actually defeated Mr. Jiang in Go?
It's really unbelievable.
"Young Master Ye, your follower is very good... very good!" At this time, Jiang Qing gritted his teeth and said to Ye Ziyi, turned around and walked away.
Until this moment, Jiang Qing thought Yue Feng was Ye Ziyi's follower.
Seeing Jiang Qing's back go away, Ye Ziyi couldn't calm down for a long time.
A few seconds later, Ye Ziyi came to his senses and couldn't hide his curiosity: "You...how did you win against him?"
this...
Yue Feng thought for a while and responded casually: "Maybe I'm lucky."
Wow!
Just as he was talking, he heard a commotion next to him, and then he saw a figure walking out surrounded by people, like stars holding the moon.
Dugujiu!
There were many women around, screaming and excited.
"Master Dugu is out."
"Today's chess, calligraphy and painting competition, Mr. Dugu came out on top again..."
"He is so handsome and so talented. Oh my god, he is a perfect talent."
Ye Ziyi's eyes were also attracted, and he looked at Dugu Jiu closely, with indescribable respect, and said to himself: "I really didn't come to this competition in vain, I have seen so much.
Talented man, I hope he won’t be with this Dugu Jiuqiu before the finals..."
In Ye Ziyi's heart, among all the contestants in the art competition, the only one who is better than himself is Dugu Jiu.
"hehe.."
Seeing her expression, Yue Feng smiled faintly, waved his hand and said, "See you tomorrow, I'll take a step first."
After the words fell, Yue Feng turned and left without even looking at Dugu Jiu. Even though Dugu Jiu was very talented and learned, he had Pang Tong secretly helping him, so he didn't need to take him seriously at all.
When I was approaching the inn, I saw a group of people coming from across the street. There were more than a dozen young men, dressed in uniform, and they were all members of the sect.
The leader was tall and gloomy.
It was Lei Bao who was defeated by Yue Feng in the martial arts competition in the morning. The dozen or so people around him were all his senior brothers.
"Hu Mingyue?"
Seeing Yue Feng, Lei Bao's eyes flashed and he strode over: "Good boy, I'm looking for you!"
Being eliminated in the morning, Lei Bao felt very aggrieved at the loss.
Looking for me?
Yue Feng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "We are not familiar with each other, what do you want from me?"
Damn it, this situation makes you feel unconvinced by the loss.
"What are you doing? I want to compete with you again." Lei Bao was too lazy to talk nonsense and said coldly.
As he said that, Lei Bao moved his hands and feet, as if he was about to take action at any time.
Hooray!
Seeing this scene, passers-by quickly avoided it and stood watching the excitement from a distance.
Yue Feng looked at him with a smile: "Why should I compete with you? You have already lost the game this morning. Moreover, I am very busy, so I won't accompany you!"
Just say it, who do you think I am?
Lei Bao suddenly became angry, stared and said: "You have to compete even if you don't want to compete. Boy, you were lucky during the competition in the morning. With your strength, you are no match for me."
As the eldest brother of Bashan Hall, it was really frustrating to be eliminated in the first official match.
You can lose the game, but this bad breath must come out!
At this time, Lei Bao's senior brothers also gathered around, looking at Yue Feng with disdain, and started provoking.
"Hey, boy, are you so cowardly?"
"It's just a point-and-click sparring match with my senior brother. It's not a life-and-death competition..."
"Look, what I said is right, this kid doesn't dare at all... I guess that during the competition in the morning, this kid must have used some despicable means secretly to win against Senior Brother Lei Bao!"
Did I use despicable means?
Hearing this, Yue Feng wanted to laugh.
With the strength of Lei Bao, the three martial saints, he can completely crush him with one hand, so he still needs to resort to tricks?