Chapter 20 Talent Surprise
"Young master, it's so beautiful. There are a lot of lanterns." Ding Dong Dong has long been dizzy, and his mouth is like a broken bag.
"Yeah, yes." Xi Xinmiao's rare smile chanted.
Today is the annual Lantern Festival, which will last until late at night. It is a carnival festival in the city. Lantern Festival. As the name implies. There are many handmade lanterns on display tonight. There are all kinds of shapes emerging one after another. The imagination of the ancients is quite good!
The lantern party has another meaning, which is equivalent to a platform for free pairing between men and women. If men and women give each other lanterns, it means that both parties can learn more about each other. In addition to lanterns, there are various activities on the street: juggling, guessing lantern riddles, etc.
There are people coming and going on the road, and the streets are empty. The fireworks are blooming all over the sky, dazzling and colorful, making the night as bright as day. It's so beautiful and lively!
Their group of "handsome men" and beautiful women went out. It was difficult not to be noticed, and they frequently received eye-catching gifts from all directions on the street. Some embarrassed girls covered their faces with silk scarves and secretly sent autumn waves to Xi Xinmiao. The slightly bold woman rushed to her with a lantern and said, "Son, can you accept it?"
Xi Xinmiao was really happy. It seems that Miss Ben's charm is infinite, killing men, women and children. But with a difficult face, he hugged Bing Ning next to him and said in an ambiguous posture, "I'm sorry, I have a wife." Polite refusal.
The woman was stunned. She didn't expect such a handsome man to have a wife. He covered his face and ran away, with an obvious cry. It can be seen that it is extremely sad.
"Puff." The twins laughed facelessly, but they were met by a cold light from Xi Xinmiao. They closed the gate sensibly, but their shoulders fought fiercely. It makes people wonder if they have epilepsy.
And Bing Ning's face turned red, and she couldn't afford to make such a joke. This discovery has made her proud for a long time!
"Okay, Bingning, I promise I won't make fun of you next time." Someone is serious and sworn.
Bingning is suspicious, I hope so.
"Young master, we want to..." The twins interrupted again.
"Go ahead. Let's get together later."
"Yes." After a standard military gift, it will be gone.
"Ha ha, Xin'er, we meet again. It's really predestined. As your friend, I didn't know you had a wife. A mocking male voice sounded.
Xi Xinmiao turns to the sound source. The water is cold in a robe, with a few ink bamboos embroidered on the bottom. The straight and slender figure looks gentle and elegant, peerless posture, the face of disaster, smellow and elegant, and does not dye dust.
He walked slowly to Xi Xinmiao, soft, as if to melt her cold disguise. Wherever they go, the crowded crowd quickly and automatically gives way to both sides, which is really fast, accurate and aligned. They all held their breath and stood quietly, staring at his beautiful face for a long time. It seemed that as long as he made a little sound, it was also a blasphemous to him. And he naturally accepted the look of the crowd. It's like a high-ranking master.
If the girl's electricity to Xi Xinmiao can make the light bulb bright, then they will have a full motor for him, which can be used directly as a power plant. This is the bloody reality!
Her heart is very unbalanced now. Evil, why come out to harm the world!
The ice next to her seemed to feel Xi Xinmiao's displeasure. It was a little pitiful and cold. Who told you to steal the limelight of the young lady. He hurried out of the round, "Young master, it seems to be very lively over there. Let's go and have a look."
He dragged and dragged away the resentful someone. Before leaving, Xi Xinmiao did not forget to give Shui Yuhan a white eye. Boy, you remember it for me. Sooner or later, I will disfigure you.
And the water cold that fell alone was that the monk couldn't touch his mind. He didn't know where he had offended her again. He touched his nose innocently and followed with him knowingly. It's a rare opportunity, how can I miss it! What's more, this opportunity is deliberately arranged by myself.
"Isn't this the right pair!" Xi Xinmiao shouted disdainfully.
The ancients just didn't enjoy it, especially these nerds. They only know how to write poems all day long, which is really tasteless. However, she likes Lan Tianyu as a prize. The color is bright, crystal clear, warm and delicate, and even I, a layman, know that it is a rare top grade.
"It seems that Xin'er is more interested in that jade." Shui Yihan saw through her thoughts and whispered in her ear.
The strong masculine breath filled my ears without warning, and the bright red lips scratched my earlobe intentionally or unintentionally. She could clearly feel the hot air spewing from his mouth, which was wet and moist.
Suddenly, the blood surged, and the ears were crimson. No matter how calm Xi Xinmiao is, after all, this body is only fifteen years old. He has never been so close to the opposite sex, and he is still a handsome and beautiful man. She only felt that there was a stream of heat flowing all over her body, and her head was covered with paste.
He smiled more deeply and seemed to be very satisfied with her reaction.
Looking at his evil smile and the ambiguous blinking and openly teasing, Xi Xinmiao couldn't wait to slap him away. Of course, I'm just thinking about it. I'm extremely depressed. Why is it always me who suffers when I meet him? After thinking about "**" him fiercely, she calmed down and paid attention to the game.
"Why is no one going up? Is it so difficult? Isn't it 'the person who cares'?"
"My heart thinks it's simple, but it's a pity that others are stupid and will never humiliate themselves." He disdained to glance at the mediocrity on the field and wanted to use his words to make a plan, but she was not a soft persimmon. Just as his body approached, he seized the opportunity, pushed his elbow back fiercely, and only listened to the depressed muffled voice of someone behind him.
I'm secretly proud of myself and asked you to take advantage of me. He looked back at him with a bright smile, which made him slightly in a trance. She patted him like a brother because he covered his abdomen and bent his shoulders. "How's it going? It's good, isn't it? Ordinary people can't ask me to do it in person.
You don't have to be too grateful for her, and you pretend to wipe your hands in disgust and walk into the ring by yourself.
And the people behind her also straightened up at the moment she turned around. There was no pain of being beaten. She was unruly and evil, exuding a cold air that strangers should not approach. Just looking at the delicate figure who walked into the ring, his eyes still maintained boundless doting and deep affection.
Bingning next to her saw all this in her eyes. She knew that he deliberately didn't avoid it just now, in order to just let the young lady calm down. To be honest, she couldn't see through the cold water, and she didn't dare to approach him at all. It's ridiculous that she always has a deep fear of him, which is unclear and unclear.
In front of him, other people are like transparent and humble low-level creatures crawling at his feet. There is no need for any expression, or even a look. The invisible sense of oppression stimulates the panic at the bottom of the heart, so that people can only submit and just want to submit.
But it was an exception for the young lady, and later I learned that it was a unique exception. In the face of the young lady, he retreated all the acrim and tyranny. Some are just tolerance and indulgence. Bingning couldn't help frowning slightly. What's the purpose of his approach to the young lady?
Shui Yihan seemed to be aware of the vigilance from the ice, and the corners of his mouth rose.
"You just need to serve your master with all your heart. The rest is not what you should care about." The frosty chill is like a warning, like a reminder.
Bing Ning was shocked all over, but she saw that the water was cold and didn't open her mouth at all. It was just --- internal power transmission?!! There was a chill on my back, and I didn't dare to look at it again. The palms of the hands are already wet.
It is said that Xi Xinmiao came to the stage with all kinds of eyes. Before she opened her mouth, her beautiful posture was startled, and she whispered to each other one after another. Who is this beautiful teenager?
"Is this brother here to take over the connection?" The question is a handsome young man in his twenties, with good facial features and polite.
She nod back.
The man bowed his hand and said happily, "I'm in Huangting, I dare to ask my brother."
"Wu Ciren." Simple and casual.
The scholars under the stage were in an uproar. The teenager was very arrogant. I don't know how much ink there is in his abdomen? They cast contemptful eyes one after another. What kind of climate can a teenager become!
And the water is cold, and the eyebrows are bent: Wu Ciren, there is no such person. You are cunning. They played around.
Bingning looked at the people on the stage with a soft face. The young lady is always unexpected.
"It turned out to be Mr. Wu. I don't know what the solution is? I hope you can teach me." Modest and polite.
Xi Xinmiao slowly walked to the suspension of the pair, and the upper couplet is "the water truck water, the water goes with the car, and the car stops."
Open the ink fan in your hand and calmly turn it out: "Fan fan, wind out, fan out of the wind."
"Okay, that's right!" Huang Ting praised and was overjoyed.
There are also cheers under the stage. Sure enough, he is not good-looking and talented.
"Son Wu, please be right again," he pondered for a little, "The sun is up the mountain, the moon is up the mountain, and the sun is bright on the mountain."
"Qinghai Lake, water sea lake, green lake and clear water." There is no hesitation.
Then: "The silkworm makes a cocoon and draws silk, and weaves silk to warm the world."
He smiled and said, "The wolf wrote a beautiful article and spread it to the world."
"Okay, okay," Huang Ting said three good ones in a row, which showed his excitement.
There was thunderous applause in the crowd.
"The world slanders me, bullies me, insults me, laughs at me, despises me, humbles me, hates me, deceives me, and how to avoid it."
It's boiling under the stage. This is not the eternal sentence! No one has been right for decades. Can this talented teenager bring a bigger surprise to everyone?
"Ms. Wu, this has always been a pity. I don't know if I can give you some advice today. Thank you very much."
Xi Xinmiao raised her eyebrows. Ho, she made a unique move. She thought it would be more difficult.
"What's the matter?" It is frivolous and arrogant, but it makes people feel that he has this capital.
A voice as clear as a clear spring sounded: "Just endure him, let him, let him, avoid him, tolerate him, respect him, salute him, hide from him, and look at him in a few years."
The silence of the whole scene, the dead silence, only the sound of the heartbeat can be heard. Thousands of eyes shine straight over like a detection lamp. I'm a little uncomfortable when it's hot. What are you doing? I'm not wrong. Do you need such an expression? Don't believe Baidu!
Shock, incredible, ecstasy, admiration and all kinds of unexpressable emotions alternate in everyone's eyes. This night, in this ring, all the young talents remembered this peerless teenager named Wu Ciren: arrogant but talented; frivolous but knowledgeable; white clothes fluttering, like a fairy; holding an ink fan in his hand, he was free from the dust. He created an unparalleled poetic myth! Become an undefendable figure in the eyes of talented and beautiful people in the future.
Soft ripples in the cold deep blue eyes: Heart, how many more surprises will you bring me?