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Chapter 337 Look, Master, My Sister Is Fierce

Chapter 335

Although Liu Yiyi was able to do many things for her, Wang Yang had to take care of many crucial things.In addition to the matter of the Cuju Club, the matter of the "Tokyo Hou Bao" and the printing workshop, and the palace examination that will start in less than two months.

Everything needs to be done by Wang Yang.Even if the printing workshop has been handed over to Xiao Niu, the old driver Ling Yun is mainly in charge of the Cuju Club, and the Yihonglou Xinlou is controlled by himself.

But even so, the burden on Wang Yang is still heavy.

"Hey, what's wrong with you, why are you looking at me with such eyes?" Wang Yang couldn't help being taken aback when he saw Liu Yiyi looking at him full of pity.

"Brother Wang, are you tired all this time?" Liu Yiyi asked with concern, parting her red lips. "I just suddenly remembered that when you first came here, you were very leisurely all day long, but now you are full of things..."

"It's okay. Most of the work is left to professionals. I'm just in charge of the general direction. Naturally, I don't think there is anything." After putting down the pen in his hand, Wang Yang vomited a sigh of relief gas.

Fortunately, I am not the kind of person like Zhuge Liang who has experienced everything in person, and I just start everything, and then throw it to those people.

For example, at the beginning Wang Yang was the captain and backbone of the Cuju team, but now, he appears more as a coach than as a player running wildly on the grass with his tongue out.

Otherwise, maybe in a few years, I would have to die at work.

"If you work too hard, leave some things to other people. No matter what, your body comes first." Liu Yiyi looked at Wang Yang's handsome face and whispered distressedly, as if it was true. A little thinner.

"Really?" Wang Yang's eyes lit up.

"Of course. Could it be that I still pretend to care about you?" Seeing Wang Yang's incomprehensible look, Liu Yiyi angrily punched the guy lightly and said angrily.

"Then why do you know how to use this kind of pen?" Wang Yang is worthy of being a top-notch character on the snake stick, with a mean smile on his face, he shook the pen in front of Liu Yiyi.

Liu Yiyi glanced at Wang Yang charmingly, lifted the quill pen with pale white fingers and dropped it on a piece of blank rice paper beside her. Soon, the words Liu Yiyi appeared on the rice paper.

"You really know how to use it?" Wang Yang couldn't help being taken aback. Although Wang Yang knew it in later generations, he is also a person who can write beautifully with a brush. , almost no one uses hard pens.

After all, in the circle of Chinese literature, any calligraphy should be written with a brush.

"What kind of people are we in the slave family? How can it be difficult for a mere goose feather to live in the slave family?" Liu Yiyi raised her eyebrows proudly and said with a smile.

"Sister Yiyi has been practicing calligraphy these days, using the quill pen you invented, master." Li Shishi, the God of Small Ears, immediately revealed.

I wanted to show off to Wang Yang, but I didn't expect that Li Shishi, a girl, would directly expose her faults. Liu Yiyi couldn't help but glared at Li Shishi.

The little girl got into Wang Yang's arms as quickly as possible. "Master, look, Sister Yiyi is killing me."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who asked you to expose other people's shortcomings... Well, sister Yiyi is so cute and kind, how could she hurt you?" Wang Yang smiled helplessly, raised his hand and rubbed the black hair on the face of Master Li, It's like coaxing a small pet.

Liu Yiyi snorted twice. "That's right, are you still studying quietly? Don't think that my sister can't see me."

"Okay, teacher, good boy, get up quickly, so that sister Yiyi can come over and help the master to transcribe, and you can pick up when sister Yiyi's hands are sore." Wang Yang hurriedly said as a peacemaker.

Compared with sitting upright and climbing the grid, lying on the couch, eating fruits and snacks, and relying on flexible lips to tell stories, it really is not too carefree.

"By the way, how is the Cuju dance choreography going over there, girls? In a few days, the opening ceremony of the Bianliang Cuju Competition will be up to them."

"You can rest assured about this. Who would dare to be dissatisfied with the things you ordered, the slave family and the girls in the building?"

After half a month of newspaper campaigning and publicity, the people of Bianliang, who love Cuju, are increasingly looking forward to this Cuju competition, which the newspapers say is more entertaining than the past Cuju.

The important thing is that in the Song Dynasty, everyone from the royal family to ordinary people liked Guanpu, that is, gambling.He is also very interested in buying lottery tickets.

I am also very curious about the various novel ways of playing the Tokyo Spring Cuju Competition. At the end of February, the Bianliang Spring Cuju Competition kicked off at the largest Cuju field in the middle of Bianliang City, Tokyo. .

It is said to be the largest, but in fact it is just a yellow mud platform with a venue in the middle and built on all sides. However, the yellow clay platform on all sides of this house is well repaired, enough to accommodate more than 1000 spectators.

In the past Cuju competitions, a few people were sent everywhere to play gongs and drums to tell the people where the competition was to be played, so that everyone could join in the fun and enjoy it.

Then the boss of the gambling stall killed a few beasts and offered incense or something, and let the Cuju clubs start pinching.

But this time the Bianliang Cuju Competition is different, because according to Mr. Wang's intention, there will be an opening ceremony, and it will be handed over to a professional team.

So, about two quarters of an hour before the start of the Bianliang Cuju Competition, the girls from Yihonglou appeared, and saw a large group of beautiful girls stepping into the arena with the beat of the music, and then, in everyone's arms Both are holding a colorful cuju ball.

The whole place was in an uproar. The audience stood up one after another and watched dozens of girls holding balls and dancing to the music.

A lot of dance moves are based on rhythmic gymnastics, especially the movements of ball exercises. These novel and unique ball exercises made the audience hooked.

Watching the singing and dancing in the stadium, the companions around him gave Wang Yang their thumbs up one after another. He is worthy of being a famous talent in Bianliang, and he can always bring surprises to people.

Wang Yang was also very satisfied with the wonderful performances of the girls. The girls in Yihonglou left after performing songs and dances, and then the Cuju clubs entered the venue.

The jerseys of each team also caught the eyes of all the spectators. They are no longer gray clothes like in the past, but the uniforms of each team are uniform in color and style.

Although the color and style are the same, the problem is that the names of the respective teams are embroidered with colored silk thread on the chest and back.

In this way, even in a tense game, at least one can recognize his teammates at a glance, instead of being prone to misreading as in the past.

Moreover, the trouser legs and cuffs of these ball uniforms are very narrow and appear very capable, which not only saves fabric, but also enables players to perform various passing and shooting movements flexibly.

In addition, all the sneakers are no longer that kind of cloth shoes, but are made of leather, which not only increases durability, but also allows players to better control the Cuju ball with its friction.

Of course, these are still in charge of Wanhong Boutique Clothing Store, and it was proposed by Wan Bin, an old driver.

(End of this chapter)