Urban magic doctor

In the attic, Nangong Yunshang was still immersed in Chen Yang's words, and felt that there was a kind of lovesickness in the words, as if she felt the same.

Especially the last sentence: "When will the syndrome come? When the lamp is half dim, when the moon is half bright."

At night, when the moonlight is half bright, it is the time when I miss you most intensely.

However, Nangong Yunshang didn't know what he was missing? Who do you miss?

Perhaps, he is missing his true destiny.

But, where is the right man?

As for these marriage seekers, Nangong Yunshang believed that they came for her beauty and marriage with Xiaoyao Pavilion, and were definitely not her true destiny.

Her eyes fell on Chen Yang and she murmured: "Could it be that he saw through my mind and that's why he said such words?"

Just as Nangong Yunshang was thinking, Hua Tianzhang's voice came from the street: "Chen Yang, your poem has nothing to do with spring. Doesn't it count as breaking the topic?"

This shout brought everyone back from their thoughts.

Hua Tianzhang was very nervous and quickly seized the opportunity to delay Chen Yang.

Otherwise, when Chen Yang reaches the fourth question, his chances of winning will be even smaller.

Chen Yang looked at Hua Tianzhang and asked, "How come this poem has nothing to do with spring?"

Hua Tianzhang said coldly: "You wrote about lovesickness, does it have anything to do with spring? Do you think that it has something to do with spring, and it means "spring"? You wrote this poem, which is simply an insult to Miss Yunshang."

For such a good poem to be slandered, Nangong Yunshang's eyes flashed with displeasure, and she felt dissatisfied with Hua Tianzhang.

However, when she thought about it, this poem really had nothing to do with spring.

She looked at Chen Yang, wondering how Chen Yang would answer.

"Vulgar!"

Chen Yang glanced at Hua Tianzhang with disdain and said: "The name of this poem is called Spring Thoughts. The poem says flying catkins. Doesn't flying catkins represent spring?"

Hua Tianzhang said: "You are using strong words to rob..."

Before he finished speaking, a burst of energy hit the fourth question scroll, and the scroll unfolded with a crash.

From the attic, a clear and sweet voice sounded: "Chen Yang, let's continue with the fourth question."

Hearing this, Hua Tianzhang was speechless.

Even Nangong Yunshang recognized Chen Yang's words, what else could he say.

"Thank you, Miss Yunshang."

Chen Yang cupped his hands toward the attic and walked to the fourth scroll, thinking to himself: "Mr. Xu Zaisi, I just borrowed your "Order of Gui Gui - Spring Thoughts", which offended me."

The fourth scroll reads: "Please write down the words you just wrote."

Zhao Hai quickly prepared pen and ink for Chen Yang, and placed a long table next to it with papers spread out on it.

Chen Yang still has a certain degree of confidence in calligraphy.

He used to imitate Wang Xizhi's handwriting, and he could already imitate the fake ones.

Of course, there is always no spirituality in imitation.

His calligraphy is of its own, and he writes in his own way. He still believes that he can catch the eye of Nangong Yunshang.

He calmly picked up the brush, and with the brush strokes like the wind, he wrote the "Spring Thoughts of the Order of Gui Gui" just now on the paper.

When he finished writing the last word and put down the pen and paper, the audience cheered in unison.

Even laymen feel that this calligraphy is full of spirituality and very extraordinary.

But a layman could not understand what was written because Chen Yang used Kuang Cao.

"His behavior is as elusive as this calligraphy. The madness that breaks the rules in this calligraphy is not at all consistent with the melancholy of this poem. However, it seems to be completely opposite, but there is a kind of To change the meaning of the pain of longing.”

Nangong Yunshang looked at Chen Yang's calligraphy from a high place and commented in a low voice.

Nangong Feishuo also knew a little about pen and ink, and couldn't help but praise: "This man's literary talent is excellent. In my opinion, this calligraphy alone is not much worse than many famous masters who have been handed down from generation to generation."

"In that case, let him solve the fifth question."

Nangong Yunshang nodded, flicked his fingers and opened the fifth scroll.

At this time, most people are still solving the first question, and a few people have reached the second question.

But Chen Yang has already reached the fifth question, forming a sharp contrast with others.

Hua Tianzhang was completely panicked. If Chen Yang failed the fifth question, he would lose.

This bet that he thought was a sure win, never expected that it would take such a turn.

Before he could recover, Chen Yang broke the fifth question again, and the whole audience burst into cheers.

This speed is simply incredible.

Hua Tianzhang, who was standing in front of the second scroll, looked at Chen Yang's back in front of him and was stunned. There was a buzzing sound in his head.

"How is it possible that he failed five questions so quickly!"

Hua Tianzhang looked sad. He not only lost his two thousand spiritual stones, but also borrowed eight thousand spiritual stones. What could he give back to others?

Zhou Jingyu, Duan Yin and other people who lent spiritual stones to Hua Tianzhang all had bitter expressions on their faces.

They originally wanted to earn some spiritual stones, thinking they were sure of victory, but no one expected that it would end like this.

Didn’t it mean that Hua Tianzhang had profound literary attainments?

Compared with Chen Yang, he is simply a scumbag.

Everyone finally understood that Chen Yang dared to bet so big because others had the confidence and background.

"This bastard actually tricked us."

Zhou Jingyu, Duan Yin and others had a grudge against Chen Yang.

However, they don't care about the outcome of winning or losing, they only recognize Hua Tianzhang.

They gathered around Hua Tianzhang and said in a deep voice: "Hua Tianzhang, we are lending you the spirit stone. Now that you lose, it is none of our business. You must remember to return the spirit stone to us."

Hearing this, Hua Tianzhang's face turned green.

He is a prince, and he has eight thousand spiritual stones, so it's not like he can't get them.

But this is not a small sum. If you go back and ask your father for it, you will be punished.

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"It's too fast. He has already passed five questions and can participate in the martial arts competition tomorrow."

"His literary attainments are not comparable to those of others."

"Not only are they incomparable, they are completely different by several levels."

"I don't know if he can solve the seven questions."

"If he can solve the seven questions, then he will get the opportunity to be alone with Miss Yunshang."

"Ah! He failed the sixth question."

"This... is too fast."

Amidst the shock, Chen Yang solved the sixth question again at an extremely fast speed.

At this time, the entire focus was on him.

As for those who were still solving the second question, no one wanted to take a look.

Nangong Feishuo looked at Chen Yang and said, "Sister, this person's literary attainments are too strong. It feels like cheating."

Nangong Yunshang said: "It shouldn't be cheating. After all, the calligraphy just now was written by him himself. It can be seen that he has profound skills."

Nangong Feishuo smiled and said: "I just said it casually and did not doubt him. However, there is one last question left and he will definitely not be able to solve it. If they want to be alone with you, sister, they will never even think about it."