Du Wenxing handed the title to Yun Ruoyi and returned to Zheng Rou's team. Lu Hong's eyes seemed to have changed, and he was still jealous, but there was a little more admiration.

Zhou Yunwen, who just now ran over Du Wenxing, looked like a silly person, and smiled at Du Wenxing, "Hahaha, as I expected, Mr. Du, you are indeed very literary and skillful. My writing skills are really great. Even my brother, I couldn't write such a beautiful article back then. I am really both civil and military. Now the embroidery curtain is about to start, maybe the beauty in the embroidery curtain is secretly watching you. Just because Mr. Du is quite beautiful and has the style of a romantic and talented man, maybe I can win the hearts of several beauties today!"

Du Wenxing only felt that this person was funny and had no talent in dealing with people. Although he knew that the other party was targeting him just now, he couldn't get angry for a moment.

On the side, Lu Hong looked at the embroidery curtain from afar. There were actually a few hairpins and rings and cloudy temples that were stumbled into their heads. He couldn't help but be amazed. Unexpectedly, the females in the embroidery curtain were quite bold.

Then he looked at his cousin in a blink of an eye, but he was still not as generous as Zheng Rou's cousin and did not enter the embroidery curtain at all.

Du Wenxing bowed to Zhou Yunwen and said lightly: "This brother is joking, and he is in panic."

"It's time to be frightened. My brother actually drew a question about traveling to the immortals. He even complained about such an indifferent genre for me."

This person can really hit the snake and stick. After a while, he has already called Du Wenxing "Brother".

Zhou Yunwen seemed to have made friends with her and kept talking to Du Wenxing, but Du Wenxing responded indifferently, but he was thinking about the reasons why Zhou Yunwen targeted him before this.

Du Wenxing was thinking about Zhou Yunwen's purpose, and a harsh voice suddenly came from his ears: "I just saw Mr. Du communicate with Miss Yun's family. Could it be that he met? You can get such an indifferent topic of the Immortal question, and seeing Mr. Du's confident look, is he already confident?"

The implication is that Du Wenxing already knew the topic in advance and deliberately drew the title of Youxian.

Du Wenxing and Zhou Yunwen both looked back at the sound, but there were two students.

These two people had just been introduced by Lu Hong and Du Wenxing, so they were extremely contemptuous at that time, but they didn't expect to be picking again now.

Du Wenxing remembers that the person who looked about twenty years old was named Wen Dongsheng; the young man who was about seventeen or eighteen years old was named Li Mingxu, and the two were also quite famous in the Chengdu prefecture city.

Especially Li Mingxu, who is outstanding among the young generation, has a slightly arrogant personality.

This sentence just now was what Li Mingxu said.

He was targeted again, even though Du Wenxing didn't care about this poetry meeting, he felt a little angry.

He originally wanted to write poetry at will, but now he suddenly had the idea of ​​showing off his limelight at this poetry meeting.

They are all forced by you so-called talented men who are arrogant, and it is definitely not because the article has increased a lot of chivalrous values ​​after it has spread just now.

Well, definitely not.

Just as Du Wenxing was about to speak, Zhou Yunwen, who was beside him, spoke first.

"Li Xiandi's words are wrong. Du Xiandi just came to Chengdu Mansion yesterday. How can he communicate with the eldest lady of the Yun family? I'm really thinking too much."

Li Mingxu said: "I'm thinking too much? Haha, why would you please let everyone judge. This topic of traveling to the immortals has never appeared in so many Chrysanthemum Garden poetry festivals in the past. Why did this Master Du draw such a topic as soon as he came? Moreover, Mr. Du was born in the Qingcheng School and was a practitioner of Taoism. I'm afraid that no one except him is familiar with the theme of traveling to the immortals."

His voice was quite loud, and almost everyone in the field heard his doubts, and many people immediately showed suspicion on their faces.

In the embroidered curtain, Yun Ruoyi was quite angry and thought that she had always had this theme of traveling to the immortals, but no one had drawn it in previous years. Why did she question Mr. Du and me for this? It was too much!

A young best friend behind him secretly asked, "Sister Yun, you won't really know this Young Master Du, right?"

Yun Ruoyi hesitated for a moment and said, "We know each other, but I have never leaked the question to Mr. Du."

"Wow, I really know each other, it's great." The little girl clapped her hands and said, "I believe that this young master Du can write such an article and have such a good handwriting. She is obviously talented. How could she do such cheating!"

"Sister Yun knows Mr. Du?"

"How did you meet?"

"This young master Du is both talented and beautiful. Sister Yun, you can't be...hehe, like what is written in the play?"

"Next time we will hold a document meeting. Can you ask my sister to invite Mr. Du to attend?"

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A group of belles chirping.

Compared to those who do not need to make a name for themselves by literary talent, the focus is completely different from those of the talented men outside.

After Li Mingxu finished speaking, he saw that many people around him showed approval and couldn't help but feel proud.

At this time, Du Wenxing spoke, "First, although I join the Qingcheng Sect, I am not a person who practices Taoism. Secondly, this... Mr. Li, you can slander me, but you can not slander Miss Yun's. Finally, since you can't believe me, as the person who picks up the title, you can send someone to pick up the title again, I don't care."

As soon as these words came out, the buzzing sound around suddenly became quiet.

In the embroidered curtain, Yun Ruoyi sighed, "Since all the young men can't trust the little girl, then everyone will recommend another person who picks up the title."

As soon as these words were said, the atmosphere in the venue became awkward. Yun Ruoyi was famous in Chengdu, not because she was a member of the Yun family, but because of her talent and outstanding appearance.

A beautiful lady is a gentleman.

Which one of the present has never imagined chords with this Yun family lady, and the phoenix and phoenix, and the phoenix are singing together!?

For a moment, no one was willing to go up and write the title again, because this move would inevitably offend the eldest lady of the Yun family.

Finally, under the pressure of everyone's eyes, Li Mingxu gritted his teeth and walked towards the embroidered curtain, forcing him to say, "Let's go down and pick up the title."

Wei Luo did not open it, but the curtain was lifted, and a little maid who was angry came out, handed the tray forward, and glared and said, "Take it quickly."

Li Mingxu wanted to say some more polite words, but when he saw this, he said embarrassedly: "Uh, that little boy just sucked."

The little maid ignored him angrily.

Li Mingxu had no choice but to reach out to the tray and picked up a paper square. Before he could unfold it, the little maid was holding the tray back into the embroidery curtain.

Then Li Mingxu heard a clear voice from inside, "Miss, that sour scholar should have nothing to say now. If the topic he drew with his own hands still cannot produce good poems, let's see how he ended."

Li Mingxu was sweating coldly.

He opened the question in his hand and saw it clearly, and felt relieved. He had done this question in the past.
Chapter completed!