My wife is number one in the world

Chapter 50 Fly, fly
"What? The lyrics written by a dude kid actually grabbed Brother Li's first name? Isn't this a joke? I don't believe it, I'm going to find Master Zhou and Master Zhu."

"Huai'an, don't be impatient. The judgment of the two masters has their own fairness. This Liu Mingzhi may not be a plastic talent, but we are too arrogant."

"Brother Song Yi is right, Brother Yan, although Liu Mingzhi has always carried the name of a dandy, he just published a "Swan Poem" that Jinling is fond of talking about, which makes him lose face. Shame and then courage, have you worked hard?"

"Brother Li, Brother Song, I don't mean to belittle anyone, it's just that it was a little difficult to accept the result for a moment. Besides, we haven't seen Liu Mingzhi's masterpiece now, so it's only natural for my brother to be suspicious."

Song Bingge and Lin Yangming, two talents from Yishan Academy, glanced at each other and said nothing.

Song Yi thought for a while and looked at the two people in Yishan Academy: "Brother Lin, does Brother Song have anything to say?"

Lin Yangming didn't expect Song Yi to ask his own opinion: "Brother Song, there is nothing to say about the skill of the younger brother, even if Liu Gongzi grabs the top spot, the younger brother can still rank among the top three, as long as he does not lose the face of his teacher. Good luck."

"Zihong, are you wondering why you will be succeeded by an unknown person this time? Are you unwilling?"

Li Peichao immediately became respectful when he heard this voice: "The student pays respect to the teacher."

"Our students pay tribute to Master Zhou and Master Zhu."

Master Zhou sat in the front row and handed over a piece of manuscript paper in his hand: "This is Teng's copy of Liu Mingzhi's "Looking at the Sea Tide, Southeast Xingsheng", please pass it on."

Lin Yangming looked at Master Zhu with doubtful eyes, Master Zhu shook his head slightly, indicating that he should be calm and wait for the development of the matter.

Li Peichao handed the paper manuscript to Yan Huai'an: "This? Teacher, this is such a top-notch word, the words are gorgeous, and the lasting appeal is rare for decades. Does Liu Mingzhi have such a literary talent?"

Master Zhou took a sip of tea: "Zi Yi, do you have a deep friendship with Liu Mingzhi?"

"Reporting to my teacher, I never had."

"Then have you ever had a conversation with Liu Mingzhi?"

"Never have."

"Then why do you assert that Liu Mingzhi couldn't make it out?"

"Teacher, the student is wrong."

Zhou Confucius shook his head slightly, how could his students not understand the state of mind: "Zihong, as the saying goes, if you listen to the truth, it will be dark, you only know Liu Mingzhi's playfulness, but you don't know the strictness of Liu Yuanwai's tutoring, and you can only rely on assumptions. It is a taboo to speculate on others, go back to the academy to copy the Doctrine of the Mean five times.”

"Thank you, teacher."

"Master Zhou, this Liu Mingzhi is the student's classmate, but in the past, he was angry with Master Liu to the point of being confused. This person's remarks are deviant, the four books are not understood, and the five classics are unknown. The students still have some doubts. Brother Li is the master, you are careful. The students I teach have not been able to make such gorgeous words, nor have they dared to express such ambitions in poetry, and the students are still unconvinced.”

Zhou Fuzi raised his brows: "Oh? This Liu Mingzhi is actually a student of my Dangyang Academy, why didn't I know?"

"Reporting to the Master, this Liu Mingzhi has been in the academy for more than ten days, but he is only in the academy for one day. As for why the students don't know."

"Brother Zhou? Could it be that you don't know that Liu Mingzhi is a student of your academy?"

"Brother Zhu, there are many students in Dangyang Academy, and they are uneven. How can this old man know them all?"

"As soon as the old man guessed, he knew that you were going to tell stories here. How come such an unforeseen thing happened today? Isn't it very interesting?"

"Ming Gong?"

"The old man came uninvited, wouldn't you mind?"

"We see the King of Huainan Chitose Chitose Chitose."

"Be flat."

"Thanks Chisui."

"Everyone, please take a seat, how is it, is it a little bit hard to recover from being beaten by Liu Mingzhi in the head?"

Master Zhou was startled: "Ming Gong also knows about Liu Mingzhi's dedication to Su Wei'er?"

Li Yugang smiled mysteriously: "Of course I do. Not only did I know it, but it was on the spot. The topic was also proposed by the old man on the spot."

Everyone was surprised that the title of "Wang Hai Tide·Southeast Xingsheng" was actually chosen by the King of Huainan himself.

"Ming Gong, why did you and Liu Gongzi board the painting boat?"

"Occasionally see, occasionally swim, occasionally board, everything is occasional."

"Since there is evidence from Duke Ming, I will naturally be convinced. I believe that "Wang Hai Chao" will spread throughout Jinling in a short time."

Unexpectedly, Li Yugang's face suddenly changed in the rain and breeze: "The white lotus gangsters walk through the streets and alleys, lingering in Jinling as if they are no one. You still have the time to go to the painting boat and sing poems and write poems. It's so leisurely and elegant."

Liu Mingzhi looked at the river outside the painting boat with a dazed expression: "Where is the boat? Why is the boat missing?"

"It's not the boat that you rented by Mr. Liu, the stern is definitely going to leave."

"Miss Qi? Why did you come with me? No, why did I leave? I'm still in a hurry to go home."

"What? In the event that your son Liu's word is chosen as the first name, you are thinking badly about being the guest of Miss Su's screen, but you actually want to go home. This is not the style of your son Liu. "

Um?How can this bitch have thorns in her words, and every sentence is piercing?The ego didn't offend her, right? Why did you come and I talk so harmoniously before, but now it's like eating dynamite?

"Miss Qi, I've never thought about being a guest at the curtain. Writing the lyrics is a last resort. Now that the matter is over, of course I have to go home."

"Really? Did you want to be the guest of honor?"

"I swear, never."

Qi Yun's expression softened under the veil: "It's better for the little sister to send her brother away from the painting boat."

"Huh? You deliver? Do you have a boat?"

Qi Yun shook her head: "Little sister and brother are in the same boat to help Duke Ming's boat, how could there be a boat?"

"There is no boat, fly over." Liu Mingzhi pointed at the river surface of twenty feet and said in a lost voice.

Qi Yun smiled mysteriously under the veil, stretched out her right hand and embraced Liu Mingzhi's left arm and leaped into the air, flying away from the boat's board like an arrow.

Liu Mingzhi only felt the wind whistling, his feet were off the ground, and the virus was shut down. He flew up, and Nima actually flew up.

Qi Yun pulled Liu Mingzhi away from the boat, tapped her toes on the river surface a few times, and leaped over like floating hair.

Feeling the ground under his feet, Liu Mingzhi calmed his mind and looked incoherently at the river surface dozens of feet behind him: "You and me. Flying over?"

Qi Yun nodded lightly.

Liu Mingzhi panicked and left Qi Yun's sight, holding his knees with both hands and panting heavily: "It's too sturdy, the young master wants to break off the marriage."

(End of this chapter)