Chapter 185 Let me see
“That person is Fang Yue? It’s really him!”
“Why is he here? A little country boy with mud legs, nothing more than a mere How can a martial artist appear here? "
At this time, Wen Lan also saw Fang Yue, who was wearing ordinary clothes and having an ordinary appearance, serving as a backdrop.
You must know that although today is just a marriage recruitment event for the Wen family branch, which of the young handsome men who come here to participate is not an outstanding descendant of the major families?
That is to say, in this Jade City, if it were any other state capital of the Wei Dynasty, where could there be so many young people with status, talent, and outstanding appearance gathered together.
But at this moment, in Wenlan's eyes, Fang Yue among this group of people is like a local dog among a group of tigers.
It makes people feel extremely weird.
"No, could it be that the person Third Uncle was talking about at that time was really Fang Yue."
Wen Lan couldn't believe it at that time, but now he saw Fang Yue. Among the crowd, no one knew that the person Third Uncle was talking about at that time was Fang Yue.
What's so special about this Fang Yue? Isn't he just a mud-legged guy from the countryside? How could he be favored by Uncle San?
Looking left and right, Wen Lan couldn't see what was unique or outstanding about Fang Yue.
Is he really extraordinary?
At this moment, this idea just came up. Perhaps even Wen Lan herself didn't know that Fang Yue's image or impression had changed in her own mind.
At the same time, behind several other bookshelves, women of the right age who were more or less affiliated with the Wen family, were observing the young handsome man in the center of the venue.
"Okay, the time has come. Let's not talk nonsense today. Let's start with you. One by one, bring your own poems and let us take a look."
Seeing a stick of incense burn out, Wen Tailai opened his mouth and said.
Wen Tailai will be the referee, and everyone present has no objection.
Don't look at Wen Tai's appearance in the next life, his skin is dark and rough, just like Li Kui.
But this man was also a great scholar of the time, and his writing style was unparalleled in the contemporary era.
He once served as a Hanlin scholar in the royal court of the Wei Dynasty and was responsible for compiling the martial arts canon of the Wei Dynasty.
Therefore, regardless of his literary talent, fame, or status, even the heads of major aristocratic families must treat him with courtesy when they meet him. Besides, he is the host this time.
That is, the person who holds the final power of interpretation, so he is the referee, and whoever is not convinced dares to object!
Wen Tailai finished speaking, but for a moment no one came forward.
The first one is the one who stands out and is the most conspicuous.
If the article is brilliant, it will immediately become the imaginary enemy of everyone else. And if the article is not outstanding enough, even if it is just average. Will be laughed at by everyone.
That’s why people who are not absolutely confident or have unclear ideas will never dare to be the first to step forward.
"Please, Sir, please take a look."
Sang Yue was not so lonely, and he directly sent the poems he had written to Wen Tailai.
I made up my mind to start early and finish early.
It was almost noon now, and after finishing his work, he still had to go back for dinner.
As the saying goes, if there is no first in literature, there is no second in martial arts.
Originally, Fang Yue was dressed in ordinary clothes and was not conspicuous among the children of aristocratic families. Others only thought that Fang Yue was a child of a run-down family and didn't take him to heart at all.
Even if Wu Wende and Tuoluowei took action, it was to eliminate some potential competitors. Even Fang Yue was just brought along by chance.
Wu Wende has never cared about people like Fang Yue and does not think he is worthy of being his opponent.
The children of the aristocratic family are high and mighty. Even he is just a sidekick and is not considered important among the homeless. But the pride of a born family cannot be changed because it flows in the blood.
Seeing that Fang Yue dared to be the first to hand in poems at this moment meant that he noticed the current situation, otherwise he would have scolded him a long time ago.
Who is this person?
What's his name? From which family?
Why does it look so strange? It seems like you have never seen it before?
At this time, other children from aristocratic families also had various thoughts in their minds.
Although these people are difficult to speak, the expressions in their eyes, such as suspicion, contempt, sneer, and other emotions, are obviously as if they are watching a joke.
At the same time.
The first person Wen Tailai saw was Fang Yue, who presented the poem, but he couldn't help but nodded slightly, and then looked at the paper in his hand.
On the paper, the handwriting was a little sloppy, almost not even neat. It shows that the calligraphy skills of the writer are very poor, which is similar to that of an ordinary child who has attended private school for several years.
When Wen Tai came to see this, he felt a little disappointed.
I originally thought that Fang Yue, since he was the supervisor of Si Tianjian, had already reached the level of a Qi Refiner at such a young age.
And Fang Yue was from an ordinary background, so naturally there was not enough resource supply. This shows that Fang Yue has a determined heart, good enough talent, and enough hard work.
Having a simple background, it also shows that his background is innocent enough.
In addition, it was recommended by an old friend, so Wen Tailai valued Fang Yue more.
Because of this, he went to tell Wen Lan about Fang Yue. I just don’t want my descendants to miss out on a young man with potential.
However, when I saw the words on the paper handed over by Fang Yue, the scrawling was not much better than that of a beginner.
This made Wen Tailai lose interest in reading any more.
Dang even placed these pages on the table. If he hadn't given face to his old friend, he would have torn them up long ago.
Seeing this scene, the other children of the aristocratic families around them were all gloating about their misfortune. They didn't know that this guy who dared to be the first to hand in poetry must be an idiot.
Otherwise, Mr. Wen Tai Lai Wen Da, who has always been mild-tempered, would not behave like this.
They know Wen Tailai's temperament. If he encounters good poetry and articles, he will definitely not put it down, even if he eats and sleeps.
If he doesn't like a poem or essay, or if the quality of the poem is very poor, then he will put the article on the table.
Don't say any words of evaluation, others will already understand when they see it. Doing this is not to hurt people's face and have some scruples.
‘Sure enough, even Mr. Wen Da, who is so tolerant, can’t stand the difference in his poetry level. ’
Seeing this, Wu Wende was glad that Fang Yue had not been ambushed by Luo Wei, and that he had become everyone's foil when he came here.
At the same time, even a few children from aristocratic families who did not have a city could not help laughing. And the original tension in their hearts disappeared a lot at this time.
"Brother, please don't leave. Whatever you say today, I, Chen Yan, will treat you to a meal to show my admiration."
At this time, there was a person When he came to Fang Yue, he said to him with a smile. It was obvious that he might really want to invite Fang Yue to dinner, but it was more to laugh at him and ridicule him.
Immediately, Fang Yue smiled at him, touched his head, and smiled honestly: "Next time, next time, I have to go home quickly today."
Chen Yan couldn't help but laugh when he saw this. Yixiao:
“You guys really took him seriously when you heard him, and you couldn’t even tell him a nice word. It’s like he looked like he really came from the countryside!
Also Don't look at this This is a place where not just any cat or dog can come. From now on, you must never do anything like this."
"Huh, Chen Yan, you are still so mean! People don't know what you look like, but they think you are so talented in literature and martial arts. Get out of here, or let's go out and practice. Let's see how I deal with you."
At this time, another fat man who was also particularly conspicuous among the crowd stood up and said.
This man's name is Song Mingtao. Among the children of aristocratic families, he is famous for being a lazy person.
His literary talent is naturally very poor, that is, he can only write his own name.
But this person's physical talent is extremely good. Although he has not yet become a Qi-sensing martial artist, his combat power is even more powerful than an ordinary junior Qi-sensing martial artist.
After all, most of those who are stronger than him are not as strong in defense as him. Those with stronger defenses are not as powerful as him.
Song Mingtao was obviously different from Chen Yan just now. He did not show any ridicule or contempt for Fang Yue.
On the contrary, he used his fat body to block everyone, which actually had a sense of protection. This was done because he was always at the bottom in several cultural gatherings, and now Fang Yue, the bottom guy, was there to set him off.
Seeing that it has changed from the last place in the millennium to the second last place, although it has only moved up one place, it is also an earth-shaking change.
Song Mingtao will not be the last one at least. It will be more honorable to tell people in the future.
How can we not maintain it!
"Haha, Fatty Song, I don't know the same as you today." Chen Yan said bravely, and then turned away to look at Fatty Song.
Next, several young handsome men with outstanding literary talents began to bring their own articles to Wen Tai for viewing and tasting.
With people like Fang Yue as the first, they don't have to worry about making a fool of themselves.
The tasting is still going on but Fang Yue has already said goodbye and left.
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But at this time, in that secret room.
"Hey, sister Hongling, what are you laughing at? Your sweetheart seems to have not been chosen?" Wen Wanrou asked in confusion.
Obviously, when ordinary people discover certain shortcomings in the person they like, they usually feel disappointed.
But Wen Wanrou reacted immediately.
That person was not chosen, wouldn’t it be in line with Hong Ling’s sister’s wishes.
That's why she will be happy.
Seeing this, Wen Wanrou became very curious about the person who could make Hongling fall in love, and wanted to know what he wrote.
"No, I want to see, I want to see what he wrote?" Wen Wanrou immediately ordered the servants in Wenyuan Pavilion to get the poem written by Fang Yue.
At the same time, in another room.
Wen Lan was originally a little nervous, but after seeing Fang Yue being 'eliminated' and leaving, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Fang Yue was still the same Fang Yue, although he didn't know how he came to Yujing City.
But country people are country people. Even if they come to a big place, they can't hide their rusticity.
This shows that her vision is not bad.
Soon, Wen Tailai read all the poems and sorted them.
Then those poems and articles were copied and sent to the hands of several women from the literary branch who participated today. The final judgment, or decision-making power, was left to these juniors themselves.
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On the other side, Wen Wanrou and Hong Ling were in the room.
"Wanrou, let me see what is written." Hongling did not expect that Wen Wanrou actually asked for the poems written by Fang Yue.
Hongling, who had a slight affection for Fang Yue, naturally wanted to know what Fang Yue wrote on the paper.
But I was a little worried in my heart, afraid that Fang Yue was really an ignorant person.
And this time.
Wen Wanrou, who originally had a faint smile on her face, looked serious and serious, holding the fine rice paper with her slender fingers, trembling slightly.
The clear black and white eyes full of aura were shocked at the moment, as if they had seen something unbelievable.
Hongling originally didn’t really want to see what Fang Yue wrote, but now seeing Wen Wanrou’s expression, she couldn’t help but say, “Is his writing really bad?”< br>
People are like this. You originally have a good impression of a person, but when you discover this person's shortcomings, you will inevitably be disappointed.
However, Wen Wanrou seemed not to have heard Hong Ling's question and did not answer.
Insisted, the impatient Hongling urged her a few more times.
But Wen Wanrou still didn't reply, like a wooden figure, quietly looking at the two pages of paper in her hand.
The trembling of her body showed her inner unrest at the moment.
Seeing this, Hong Ling became more and more suspicious of what Fang Yue had written that could make the originally gentle and peaceful Wen Wanrou become like this.
Naturally, I became more curious about the content on the paper.
Seeing that Wen Wanrou was still unmoved, she immediately reached out to take it.
It’s just that his hand hasn’t touched the paper yet, just at this moment.
I saw Wen Wanrou's figure floating backwards and dodged easily.
"You little girl, how dare you hide? Look how I deal with you today, my whip is not a vegetarian!"
Seeing this, Hongling Hongling was unwilling to obey. She directly activated her vitality, stretched out a pair of Lushan claws, and grabbed Wen Wanrou's chest.
They are about to touch each other.
At this moment, Wen Wanrou's body suddenly lit up with a light blue light. This ray of light was very soft, but it bounced Hongling away at once.
Hong Ling, who fell to the ground, was not angry at this moment. Instead, she looked at Wen Wanrou in shock, pointing at her with a trembling finger.
“You, have you been promoted in cultivation?”
Originally, the literary aura on Wen Wanrou's body was cyan, but now it has turned into light blue.
Obviously just now, Wen Wanrou's cultivation level was directly promoted!
(End of this chapter)