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"Young Master Chu, isn't that Liu Rufeng? He smiles so wretchedly!"

"He's not only smiling wretchedly, but he's probably even more wretched inside."

Liu Rufeng was about to go back when he heard whispered discussions behind him.

His face immediately darkened, who dare to use the word wretched to describe himself?

When he looked back, it was Chu He and Wang Yingjun.

"Fatty, don't talk about it, didn't you see it was discovered?"

Chu He scolded, he looked up and saw Liu Rufeng's gloomy face, and said with a smile.

"What a coincidence, Young Master Liu, you also sneaked in?"

As soon as this remark came out, all the talented women covered their mouths and laughed.

It's interesting for these two dudes to talk.

"Smart teeth, I'll see you for a while and you still can't smile!" Liu Rufeng snorted coldly, turned and left.

There are many talented women watching behind him, and he doesn't want these two to spoil his elegant and easy-going image.

"Just kidding, as for?"

Wang Yingjun said to himself, then turned around and smiled at the group of talented women.

"My sisters, my name is Wang Yingjun, you can also call me handsome, I am..."

"Okay, fat man, it's time for us to go."

Seeing him, Chu He started to promote himself, and felt ashamed to grandma's house.

He dragged the fat man away and rushed to where the talented man was.

The fat man was still reluctant to give up, and was still shouting at the top of his voice: "Sisters, come and ride a horse with my house when you have time!"

Seeing the two live treasures leave, all the talented women covered their mouths and laughed.

These two guys are really interesting. If anyone is so interesting, they will definitely be welcomed.

After finding two seats to sit down, Wang Yingjun was still looking towards Qunfang Pavilion opposite.

"Fatty, it's almost over." Chu He said unhappily.

Wang Yingjun wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth: "Young Master Chu, Shangguan Xiaoxiao is really handsome. If he can marry her back home, he will definitely have a son!"

"You said the same thing when I saw the oiran last time." Chu He said with a blank expression.

"Hey! Oiran can also have sons, who thinks there are too many sons, can't my Wang family still afford it?" Wang Yingjun chuckled.

Listening to this guy's remarks, Chu He really wanted to give him a big mouth, and then cursed: It's amazing to be rich, I look down on you rich people!

After Shangguan Xiaoxiao came to the stage to announce, the literary competition of the Golden Autumn Talented Scholars Association officially began.

Talented scholars come to the stage one by one, or fight poems or compare, and from time to time they attract everyone's admiration.

"Primary school students' couplets? Doggerel? Is this also called Wendou?"

Hearing everyone's praise, Chu He felt like he could pick out three rooms and one living room with his toes.

Suddenly, a young man with a swollen cheek walked up to the fighting platform and said loudly, "Chu He, I want to compete with you!"

Hearing someone call his name, Chu He suddenly woke up.

He looked up, wasn't that the kid he slapped at the gate of the academy?

It seems that this is planning to take advantage of Wendou to slap himself in the face for revenge!

Hearing that Guan Ming actually named him to compete with Chu He, all the talented scholars gloated a little.

Although Guan Ming couldn't compare with Liu Rufeng, he was still talented in Pingyang City.

For a mere ignorant playboy, Guan Ming wanted to slap him in the face, it was a breeze.

"You want to compete with me?" Chu He smiled warmly.

Guan Ming said proudly: "Yes, I want to compare couplets with you, do you dare to go on stage?"

"Guan Ming is best at couplets. He really intends to slap Chu He in the face hard."

"Chu He is going to be unlucky, even if he meets Young Master Liu, Guan Ming can match up."

"Yeah, talented people in Jinqiu have rules. If they don't take the stage, they will be kicked out, and if they take the stage, they will still lose face. Chu He can't avoid it."

All the talented scholars discussed in low voices, looking at Chu He with ridicule and disdain.

Under the attention of everyone, Chu He spoke. He smiled and said, "Why don't I dare to go on stage? But it's just more boring than couplets."

"How can it be considered interesting?" Guan Ming frowned, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Let's slap the face. If you win, I'll let you slap. If I win, you'll let me slap. How about it?" Chu He laughed.

Can you still play like this? Everyone froze for a moment.

Is Chu He crazy? He actually slapped Guan Ming in the face, so why should Guan Ming slap him like a pig?

Guan Ming was overjoyed when he heard the words, he had been thinking about how to get revenge with a slap, and this opportunity came.

He immediately said: "Okay, let's make an agreement, no one is allowed to cheat."

"I, Chu He, am a cheater?"

Chu He chuckled, got up and walked up to the Douwen Platform.

"I asked you to go out first, lest others say that I bullied you." Guan Ming said proudly.

"Then I would like to thank Brother Guan first." Chu He grinned and said, "I saw the shower last night, and I came across a couplet. Please enlighten Brother Guan."

He glanced around, grabbed the brush and wrote eight characters on the hanging paper.

"The cool rain dyes the red leaves all over the mountain."

In the Qunfang Pavilion, Shangguan's little eyes lit up. It was like a cool rain that dyed the red leaves all over the mountain. It just matched the scenery of today's shower from last night. Could it be that Chu He is really talented?

Guan Ming, who was looking smug, was stunned. The cool rain dyed the red leaves all over the mountain?

He looked around and felt his head buzzing, which was different from what the master taught.

"The sky is against the earth, the earth is against the sky, the sun and the moon are against the mountains...what is cool rain against?"

Seeing his tangled appearance, Chu He sighed: "Brother Guan, just forget it."

Guan Ming raised his head with a look of disbelief, how could Chu He be so kind?

In the next moment, a big mouth slapped him head-on.

"Snapped!"

He was slapped around in a circle, as if a swarm of bees were surrounding his ears.

"Isn't that enough? Isn't it just a slap? As for embarrassing my brother Guan?" Chu He laughed.

"you!"

Guan Ming covered his face with one hand and pointed at Chu He, gnashing his teeth angrily.

"Now it's time for me to get out!"

"Lao Zao relies on the road to fall!"

The talented scholars were a little surprised when they heard the words. This is a couplet written by Mr. Li in the south of the city. At that time, none of the twenty students in the hall answered it. Unexpectedly, Guan Ming actually showed this couplet.

"It's interesting." Chu He pondered for a few breaths, and said, "The short locust tree is planted next to the steps."

When all the talents were thinking, he had already blurted out.

Shangguan's little frowning brows instantly relaxed, and he murmured: "That's right, so neat, does Chu He really have talent?"

"How is it possible? It must be a coincidence!" Liu Rufeng's face was not very good-looking.

"Brother Guan, it's my turn." Chu He smiled and said, "Go betting on wine, let's have a drink."

"It's a strange pair again!" Shangguan Xiaoxiaomei's eyes were full of surprise, she hadn't untied the first couplet of Chu He, and came the second couplet.

Not surprisingly, Guan Ming was stunned again, and then he slapped him again.

For the next quarter of an hour, there were constant crackling sounds, and when everyone came back to their senses, Guan Ming had already been slapped like a pig's head.

"Brother Guan, why are you doing this?"

Chu He helped Guan Ming up, and greeted him with a slap with the other hand.

Snapped!

This slap directly knocked Guan Ming off the Douwen platform, and Guan Ming pointed at Chu He on the platform, his arms trembling.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood mist was sprayed out, and Guan Ming passed out directly.

Everyone was shocked, Guan Ming was actually defeated, the defeat was so complete that he couldn't even win a round.

When everyone was shocked, the brush in Chu He's hand suddenly pointed at Liu Rufeng.

"Young Master Liu, do you want to come up and play a few games?"