first-class champion

"Cut..." The scholar gave him a disdainful look, and said with contempt: "You still want to pretend to be our idol in the Songzhou literary circle, Duan Shuai, and you don't take a picture of it. I was in Songzhou last month. The yamen met Brother Duan and drank with him, he was born with a beautiful face and a beautiful appearance, how could you kid be able to imitate him..."

"Oh, yes, Duan Mingyu is so heroic, tall and elegant, I can't fake it. My brother said the wrong thing. My name is Duan Yuming. I would like to ask this old man, what is the origin of this Wenchang society, and why it is so lively Ah!" Duan Mingyu said modestly.

The scholar nodded in satisfaction, patted him on the shoulder and said, "You just came to Songzhou, right?"

"That's right, that's right, my brother really has a clear vision." Duan Mingyu gave a thumbs up.

"That's natural. Brother Mingyu and I have had a drink before." The scholar waved his fan and said proudly: "Our Songzhou has been rich in resources and outstanding people since ancient times. The most beautiful woman in Songzhou, Miss Cheng Junyu and Our little brother Duan is one of the two wonderful flowers."

"What, Lao Tzu and Jun Yu seem to have moved to Songzhou from other places, so why are they related to Songzhou again?"

Duan Mingyu hastily cut him off and said, "Brother, please focus on the Wenchang meeting. How come there are so many talented people here?"

Duan Mingyu mainly wanted to test out the moisture in it. Although Lao Cheng admitted to himself that this was a marriage-raising meeting, who knew what tricks this old fox would play.

"What a fuss!" The scholar glanced at him and said, "Ms. Cheng Junyu is not only the number one talented woman in Songzhou, but also the number one beauty in Songzhou. To choose a son-in-law, all the talented people in the world rushed here like crazy, but I still think Duan Mingyu has the best chance of winning!"

"You mean, Ms. Cheng Junyu might want to use Wenchang to choose her son-in-law?" Duan Mingyu asked. He had heard the news three days ago, so he wasn't sure at the time.

"It's not a possibility, it's a certainty. Even the notice has been issued, and everyone in Songzhou city knows about it." The scholar said.

Are the notices out?Choose a son-in-law in the ring?Damn, this is a difficult job.I can't do it, that girl Jun Yu has high vision, and Lao Cheng still comes up with such a bad idea.The father and daughter are more perverted than the other.

"What did the notice say?" Thinking of Jun Yu's farewell scene before joining the army, his heart became hot again, and he asked hastily. "The notice says that Miss Cheng Junyu is in her twenties, she loves poetry, and admires scholars all over the world. I would like to take this opportunity of the Songzhou Wenchang Association to choose a good match for Miss Junyu. As long as she is of the same age and considers herself a talented scholar, Anyone can sign up to participate. That's why there are so many talents from all over the world flocking here... Hey, you kid also came to participate in the Wenchang meeting, right!" said the scholar.

"Where is it, my little brother can't even read a few words, isn't it embarrassing to participate in this Wenchang meeting?" Duan Mingyu said hastily.

"That's true. This Wenchang Club receives talents from all over the world. If you want to sign up, you will definitely make people laugh. Is it so easy for you to be Miss Junyu's husband? Miss Cheng Junyu offered There are three conditions, first, she must be talented, and second, she must like it. With these two points, she must take a personal test. Only when she passes the answer can she become a pair. Can you do it, you?"

The scholar said disdainfully.What's wrong with being a man?Duan Mingyu laughed twice, patted the servant on the shoulder and said, "Thank you bro, I will let brother Mingyu treat you to a drink some other day."

After inquiring about these things clearly, although Duan Mingyu had doubts in his heart, he was not so blind. After walking a few steps forward, he saw a sign with a large line of words - "Wenchanghui Reception Office".

Several people who looked like masters were sitting upright. Seeing him coming, they hurriedly got up and said, "Please give me the number and name thorn!" Number and name thorn?What number?

Duan Mingyu was puzzled, and the master explained: "Oh, it's the number that was sent to you when you passed the audition, please show it.

"First test? Damn, when did my mother have a first test, that chick Jun Yu didn't talk about it.

Seeing that he couldn't get the number, the master's expression changed: "He's another one who wants to get away with it, go away, I don't have time to serve you..."

Duan Mingyu was about to have a fit, but someone next to him sneakily grabbed him and said, "Brother, do you want a number, do you want a number? 20 taels a piece, the lowest price in the city, the price is fair, no one will deceive you."

Duan Mingyu was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood, this is the legendary scalpers, no matter how difficult you are for tickets, they can get them.Seeing him hesitating, the man said, "Brother, I spent money to hire a scholar to line up, and each of them wrote a few poems to pass the test. I also need to open up various relationships, and I have to give benefits every year and festival." , this price is very fair. Hundreds of talents come to the city every day, not everyone can pass, this number is very tight, hurry up, the Wenchang meeting will start soon, if you stay later at night, Then Miss Jun Yu will be placed in someone else's arms."

The last sentence is too fucking crucial, Duan Mingyu is a big scalper herself, gritted her teeth and said: "Ten taels of silver, don't let it go!"

The man reluctantly said: "Okay, since you are so straightforward, brother, then ten taels." Duan Mingyu took the order, but it was in the form of an invitation, hehe, not bad, the printing is very beautiful.

Duan Mingyu took out the silver and walked forward, but was held back by another person, and said furtively: "Brother, do you want a number, do you want it, the lowest price in the city, three taels of silver a piece, one tael of silver is also fine..."

Damn, you are a slob, my lord, Duan Mingyu yelled and turned around to look for that person, but there was no sign of him.

Duan Mingyu was upset because he had a bad start today and was brutally slaughtered before entering the arena. It was still those two masters who seemed to have never seen him before. He took the number slip in his hand, glanced at it, and said with a charming smile: " The number list is correct, please give me a famous thorn, and I will log in for you!"

Famous ass, Duan Mingyu, took the brush, wrote two characters flamboyantly, and said, "This is my name, a local family."

"Duan Mingyu? Oh, so you are Mr. Duan, why didn't you say it earlier, I have admired your name for a long time, please come in quickly, this is your Wenchang Club number, which corresponds to your name one by one, please keep it. "The master said with a smile on his face.

Damn you, you are a fucking bitch, you have to reveal your identity to know how powerful this champion is.

Duan Mingyu finally let out a breath of depression.