The rise of the poor

Chapter 94 Someone was thrown into the lake early in the morning

In the early morning, the dense fog filled the air, with a slight cold, and the tossing lingered.

It has been five days since the Jingxian Poetry Conference. During this period, other poetry conferences have been held one after another. The students and scholars who participated in the government exam are all working hard to perform well at the poetry conference, leaving a little name. They want to Add some leverage to your imperial examinations.

Some people also invited Zhu Ping'an to participate, either sincerely or falsely, but Zhu Ping'an declined.The last time I participated in the Jingxian Poetry Club was just a coincidence. It was just that I was dragged by my uncle and others to see friends. It was just the right time for me to write poems for self-protection.

It's still early, and it's foggy. There are few pedestrians on the road, and the hustle and bustle of Anqing Prefecture is rare in the past.

Zhu Ping'an, wearing a blue cloth robe, slung a schoolbag across his shoulders, and carried a black wooden board in his hand, slowly appeared in the morning mist, singing a strange tune happily.

"Cold, cold...

uh, it hurts, it hurts...

uh huh huh

take mine and send it back

eat mine and spit it out

"

There was no one around, and Zhu Ping'an didn't have to worry too much. He hummed the interesting tunes of the past, swaying and gesturing.

Most of the ancient cities have this advantage. They are surrounded by mountains and rivers. Anqing Prefecture is rich in water resources, and there are many lakes and rivers in the house.The inn where Zhu Ping'an lived was on the edge of Taihu Lake. It didn't take long to get to the edge of Taihu Lake. Zhu Ping'an held the black wooden board to find the boulder he sat on in the past.

With such perseverance, Zhu Ping'an's calligraphy can be said to have been slowly improving.

Putting down the wooden board, he took out the brush made by Zhu's father from his schoolbag, took out the bamboo tube, leaned over and reached out to the lake to pour water, ready to start writing.

Because the fog was heavy, I didn't notice it just now, but when I was leaning over to pour water, I was almost scared and didn't throw out the bamboo tube in my hand.

Not far from the lake, a dark water plant spreads out on the lake
This suddenly reminded Zhu Ping'an of a story he had read: a boy went for a walk by the river with his girlfriend.Suddenly his girlfriend fell into the river, and the boy hurriedly jumped into the water to look for it, but he couldn't find his girlfriend, and he was almost caught by the water plants, and finally he left here sadly.After a few years, he revisited the old place and saw an old man fishing, but the fish caught by the old man did not have any water plants. The river has never grown water plants.Speaking of which, the boy suddenly jumped into the water and committed suicide.

Therefore, Zhu Ping'an shivered instinctively when he saw this large spread of water plants, and almost dropped the bamboo tube in his hand into the water.

Taking a deep breath, he calmed down.

After all, a story is a story, and nine times out of ten in reality, it will not follow the plot in the story.

Stabilizing his mind, Zhu Ping'an leaned over again and reached out to pour water, but his eyes were involuntarily staring at the black water plants.

In the next second, my hands trembled again, and I could vaguely see clothes near the black water plants.
This time, Zhu Ping'an didn't care about his fear anymore. His life was at stake. He threw the things in his hands, and he didn't care whether the shoes and robes would get wet.
thump

a sound of water

Then I saw a dog-planing figure go into the water, the water made a fierce sound, and the calm lake rolled.

Next time, I won't be stubborn anymore. Zhu Ping'an, who was wet all over, tried his best, and choked several sips of water on the way. He almost didn't donate it to the lake god. With a will, he pulled the owner of the black water plant in the lake. shore.

When they got ashore, Zhu Ping'an didn't even bother to catch his breath, so he turned the owner of the black water plant over and prepared to start first aid.

Looking at this person in the lake, I turned it over and found that the owner of this black water plant is a woman, with fair skin and snow skin, with a delicate face. She is a beautiful woman, and she is a rare beauty. Still the soft one
However, Zhu Ping'an saw the girl's face, but her expression was complicated.

what is this witch
In other words, how could this fierce and almost alien demonic girl jump into the river to seek short-sightedness?Is this the master of a flying knife that can accurately pierce the little spider?

Although there are many doubts, but in front of life, stand aside.

It is urgent to follow the right, and the children of the rivers and lakes will definitely understand. Zhu Ping'an thought about it, and began to use the modern first aid method of cardiopulmonary resuscitation to carry out emergency rescue.

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light massage

It doesn't seem to respond yet
It looks like artificial respiration is required.
Why do I feel like there are more and more plots in the novels, and the novels seem to be full of this kind of bloody plot. The male protagonist met a drowning woman by the lake, and after some rescue, artificial respiration began, and after breathing and kissing a few times , the heroine wakes up, screams, then slaps the face, scolds Deng Tuzi, etc., but no matter what, after a twist and interesting process, the two will fall in love with each other, and then do something together A shy but interesting game, and then time is frozen in the scene of a family of three watching the sunrise or sunset, and the story ends perfectly.

Pull it down, after artificial respiration, it would be good for this demon girl not to pierce a few holes in herself.

Zhu Ping'an laughed at himself and prepared to lower his head to give the demon girl artificial respiration. Life was at stake, and there was no room for hesitation.

However, reality is reality, and it has nothing to do with the story.

Zhu Ping'an just lowered his head, and before he did anything, he saw the dark eyes suddenly opened by the demon girl under him.

Then, Zhu Ping'an felt as if he was hit in the stomach by a cow at a speed of [-] yards.
The whole person almost rises into the air with both hands and feet stretched forward
thump

a sound of water

Zhu Ping'an fell into the water again.

In the air, he spit out a mouthful of water involuntarily, but it doesn't matter. He fell into the water and drank three or five mouthfuls of water, and then made up the water that he spit out.
On the shore of Taihu Lake, the demon girl with her dark eyes opened, at this moment, she kept outstretching one leg and kicking people.
(End of this chapter)