My imagination has come true

Chapter 187

"Don't worry, have a cup of tea first."

Mu Qingyun drank a few sips of tea slowly, changed his clothes calmly, and didn't need to warm up, stood up, walked to the edge of the ring, yawned, and leisurely waited for the game time to arrive.

Yun Duo'er tried her best to hold back, not wanting to say something now, so as not to distract Sister Qingqing.

Across the ring, Zhao Yu's body was full of fighting spirit, and his limbs were full of true energy. He didn't deliberately stare at Mu Qingyun, but only savored his mood at this time carefully in his heart.

Perhaps not deeply ashamed, but he never felt this hunger to win.

He wants to win Yue Qingqing!
Soon, the bell rang.

Zhao Yu jumped up lightly, stepped onto the ring, raised his hands and clasped his fists, full of fighting spirit: "Please!"

Mu Qingyun didn't know what his opponent was thinking at all, so he bowed his hands politely: "Please."

Zhao Yu's sword tip seemed to light up, and twelve afterimages flew out in an instant.

The wind in the entire arena seemed to change direction following Zhao Yu's sword. Mu Qingyun's eyes lit up, and the information he received multiplied. Yesterday's fatigue and night's insomnia disappeared without a trace, and he suddenly became excited.

She couldn't help smiling, and didn't dodge it. Qiushui sword was out of its sheath, and the long sword was simply lifted, picked, swept, and stabbed.

On the stage, Zhao Yu's figure was as fast as flying, and his sword was like lightning flashing and thundering. The audience couldn't stop watching. Under the flickering sword energy, Mu Qingyun could hardly be seen.

Situ Qingshuang couldn't help but raised his hand to cover his forehead, and sighed: "It's too cruel."

Yun Duo'er's eyes were dizzy, she closed her eyes and leaned to one side in a daze.

In the first minute, Zhao Yu felt hearty, he was playing extremely happily and smoothly, every move was used to the extreme, to the best of its ability.

In the second minute, Zhao Yu felt that the next moment he could step on Yue Qingqing and tell her what it means to respect an opponent.

In the third minute, Zhao Yu felt that his sword was out of control.

"..."

Five minutes later, Zhao Yu scolded a few words angrily. It was the first time in his life that he sweared in the ring, and tears burst out of his eyes.

Mu Qingyun didn't hear anything, and chased, forced, and forced Zhao Yu to make a move with satisfaction, until he squeezed out all his moves three times, until his whole body was shriveled, his eyes were dull, and he was sweating profusely , couldn't even scold him, and then sent him off the ring with unsatisfactory intentions.

The referee took three steps back and hurriedly said, "The winner is Yue Qingqing."

When other people were playing, the referee liked to play tricks and made a few comments, but this time he wiped off his cold sweat and hurriedly announced the matter.

Zhao Yu fell to the ground, his mind was in a mess, and he had no strength at all. He saw Yue Qingqing walking two steps over with a smile on his face. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he jumped up like a frightened bird, turned around and ran away.

Mu Qingyun: "The last move you just made just now would be more suitable if the upper stab was changed to a flat stab."

"Wow."

A choked sob floated in the distance.

Mu Qingyun: "..."

Yun Duoer hurriedly imitated the others, took a handkerchief and came over, pretending to wipe off Mu Qingyun's sweat, and then served tea and water to prepare snacks.

Although Miss Mu is born with a good physique, she is cool and sweatless, but the sweet and just-right snacks and tea are enough to soothe the hungry stomach.

"Miss Qingqing didn't come back last night, so I thought I couldn't make it to today's game."

Mu Qingyun sighed: "Fortunately, the transportation from Yaowu City to Leizhou Prefecture is convenient."

According to the game schedule Wang Jiaoxi gave her, she had to shuttle back and forth between Yaowu City and Leizhou Mansion. If the transportation is not convenient enough, she really can't do it.

Before she went out, Wang Jiaoxi, who had developed various miraculous skills since he found out that the scores in the martial arts school had dropped wildly, carefully analyzed the transportation plan from Yaowu City to Leizhou with her.

The first choice is naturally the round-trip train, which is safe, reliable and fast.

But she couldn't just think about the train, as long as she was late, she might be beaten, and she couldn't score in the two competitions.

If you miss the train, you can contact the local yamen and go with the transport vehicle at the post station.

If it still didn't work, he took a short cut on horseback.

If something happens again, the worst backup option is to go over mountains and ridges to Lin County to find a car with light work.

The entire plan was handwritten by Wang Jiaoxi himself, and various emergency measures were written in a large article, more than 1000 words.

Don't think that more than 1000 characters are too few. Wang Jiaoxi is famous for emphasizing martial arts and despising literature. From small to capital letters, there may not necessarily be [-] characters.

He had been teaching in the martial arts school for the third year, and he couldn't understand the words on the martial arts secret books in his own martial arts school.

Now that the traffic plan is written by hand, it shows how much he values ​​the game.

Mu Qingyun yawned, took two pieces of snacks in his mouth, hurriedly turned out the thick stack of plans from the bag, took a pen to blacken part of it, and began to redact the other part.

Wang Jiaoxi wrote the plan with real feelings, but she tried it out in reality today, um, it was quite useful, after all, she almost hit her bag, and did not directly kill her.

First of all, let's talk about the train. The train is not late, but I can't buy a temporary ticket, and there are no station tickets.

Just in time for the competition in Leizhou and the competition in Yaowu City, there are countless travelers coming and going, how can tickets be so easy to buy?

She went to contact the yamen again, but she didn't open a letter of introduction before she went out, and the Yuncheng county government didn't send out a task investigation notice. She went to the yamen to do business, and the competition was over just by sending posts and waiting for a reply.

As for riding horses, in time for the rain and rocks falling on the side of the mountain, there has been news that the mountain road has been closed over there, and the specific opening time will be announced later.

It's okay for her to go around on horseback, but she can't take a shortcut, and just take a long way.

Mu Qingyun really wanted to give up at that time.

But last night, I was at the station, and after sitting for a while, I heard the passenger who got off the bus joking with his wife and talking about her.

What the other party said was really novel——"That Yue Qingqing, a woman of the generation, is domineering and has no morals. Just look at it. Before the end of the year, this woman's reputation will be stinky in Yaowu City. Everyone can see her." I hate it, all the warriors in Yaowu City can't wait to hang her on the wall and beat her eight hundred times a day."

His daughter-in-law was not happy when she heard it: "What's wrong with Yue Nvxia? What's wrong with women? The 'Youth Cup' is very good at fighting, and their martial arts are very good."

"Hmph, if it wasn't for Yaowu City, she couldn't stay any longer, so why would she come to Leizhou? Yaowu City is also holding a competition. She knows how to stay in Yaowu City because she knows that she is not welcome. It's not good at all?"

A young couple quarreled and even started a bet.

After listening for a while, Mu Qingyun went directly to knock on the door of the prefect's house in Leizhou, and borrowed a transport vehicle to return to Yaowu City smoothly.

Generally speaking, there is not much problem with the plan written by Professor Wang.

The only thing to pay attention to is that you need to be flexible.

(End of this chapter)