Song Beiyun

The rest time is always short. Xiao Song felt that the day was not enough, and the exciting heads-up match began.

He was guessing how Fo Baonu should respond in the end, because Fo Baonu's force value is limited compared to the hen at the entrance of the village. If the lottery draws the ring, how will she respond?

Xiao Song is not worried, because the organizing committee does not allow pure luck events, so under normal circumstances, games such as dice flops will not be selected. There may be some outrageous events, but they all require some skills. Completed.

For example, in a competition to build a bridge with wooden sticks, who can weigh better...

Of course, the six arts of a gentleman must be necessary. Ritual, music, archery, imperialism, calligraphy, and mathematics are traditional arts, and in addition to this, there are new six arts of a hundred schools of labor, agriculture, medicine, economics, management, and so on. Law.

Of course, in addition to these serious things, the project must also be interesting, and it depends on who is unlucky enough to get those weird people to contribute.

At this moment, the folk handicap has gone crazy. Before the first round of the group stage, Fo Baonu was the biggest favorite to win the championship, but at the moment when the betting was cut off, someone suddenly swept the field of Jiujiang Xinchen, an unknown person. Suddenly, bets of more than 150 guan were bet on several big markets, and the small market was also swept around. It was estimated that the whole game was about [-] million guan.

It is said that the mysterious man sweeping the scene was young, in his early twenties, dressed luxuriously, and wearing a piece of exquisite Hetian jade, it can be seen that he is definitely not ordinary, and ordinary people have no such capital.

But since it's a carnival for the whole people, there's no need to worry about so much. After closing, the draw for the first round of group matches in the venue also began.

Xiao Song scratched in the box for a while, and then waited for the result to be announced, because the numbers in the box are all in pairs, and the players are also in even numbers, so there will be no byes.

When the messengers pasted the nameplates of each group on the wooden boards, some people let out a sigh of relief and some shook their heads secretly.

After all, after so many rounds of competition, what are the remaining 32 people capable of? Cheering like Xiao Dengke.

"Contestants enter the arena and draw questions."

The confrontation questions in the first round of the group stage were placed in a big box, and two contestants first drew lots.

Because Fo Baonu was the first in points in the last round, she was the first to draw. After she drew out, she just smiled and showed her opponent a disdainful look at the topic.

Just at this glance, his opponent directly raised his hand and abstained. Seeing this scene, Xiao Song came up curiously to see what kind of topic could make people compare and abstain.

After looking over it, I found out that a Legalist question requires writing a policy theory.And this is Fo Baonu's forte. The opponent obviously didn't know anything about it, so he counted it as abstention on the spot.

Thinking about it, it's crazy to compare strategies with the princes of a country who are not idiot princes. This is what they specialize in...

Fo Baonu became the first person who drew lots and advanced, and the next one was Jiujiang Xinchen who ranked second.

Xiao Song walked over and took out a piece of paper for the topic, and after looking at it, his expression became strange.

"Fist..." Xiao Song raised his head and looked at his opponent: "Are you okay?"

"That's natural."

The opponent was a Da Song player. When he drew the weakest one, his confidence exploded. Looking at his fists and kicks again, he had practiced a lot when he was a child, and even practiced boy kung fu with a few Taoist priests.

It's not a big problem if you want to beat such a listless useless scribe.

The arena for boxing and kick competition was in another arena. Xiao Song and his opponent were brought there. Because it was relatively open-air, there were still many people climbing on trees to look around the arena.

Under the signal of the referee, the two first saluted each other, and then both of them took off the long gowns that were in the way.

But when Xiao Song's gown was taken off to reveal the muscles inside, the person opposite was blinded on the spot...

You must know that in such an era of protein deficiency, it is not as simple as spending money to develop such a well-proportioned muscle.

The man looked at Xiao Song's abdominal muscles and then at his dry and thin ribs, and immediately felt like he was on a thief's boat.

But things had come to this, he felt that he could still fight hard, so he quickly set up his position on the ring.

Xiao Song bowed to him and smiled: "I'm offended."

As soon as the words fell, the man launched a surprise attack without warning, and punched Xiao Song straight to the chest.

Seeing the fist getting closer and the contestant was secretly happy, Xiao Song grabbed his wrist as soon as he turned back: "Brother, it's too slow."

After speaking, he let go of the man's hand, but before the other party launched a second round of attack, Xiao Song's elbow had already come in front of him, the elbow joint stopped at the man's temple, and he flicked lightly. Hit him: "If you hit him, you may die."

Cold sweat immediately broke out on the man's forehead, but he obviously didn't want to give up. Taking advantage of the gap left by Xiao Song's hand, he tried to hit Xiao Song's abdomen with his knee.

But he didn't expect Song Beiyun's reaction to be like a praying mantis. His elbow, which was still hanging in the air just now, swung down in an instant and hit the attacking knee.

At that moment, the contestant felt that his knee was pressed against the stone wall and hit a numb muscle, and suddenly he couldn't stand upright and knelt down on one knee.

Xiao Song was not polite to him at all, and swept him to the ground with a sweeping leg, pressed his back with his knee, put one hand on the back of his head, and with the other hand turned the opponent's hands from behind. Twisted behind.

"Is it time to judge?"

Xiao Song looked up at the referee, but the referee hadn't realized what was going on. After seeing the scene, he quickly raised the red flag: "Jiujiang Xinchen wins!"

The second promotion was also born on the field. Fo Baonu walked over curiously to take a look at the famous brand, and found that Jiujiang Xinchen, who had made her wary all the time, became the second winner.

"This man..." Fo Baonu muttered in a low voice, "Sure enough, it's not what I expected, hmph."

When she sighed, other people began to win one after another, because this kind of one-on-one battle is not so difficult to tell the winner, whether it is fist, arithmetic, or industrial, agricultural and business studies, some people who know nothing can be killed immediately.

And soon, the news of Jiujiang Xinchen's victory and promotion was passed on, and the expressions of those big guys who opened the market became ugly. After all, if someone guessed such an upset, it would be just that one The odds of losing five are enough for them to drink a pot. Maybe they may not necessarily go bankrupt, but they will definitely have a very uncomfortable life for a long time in the future.

"The winner advances, and the loser enters the next round of the loser's group competition."

Following the referee's order, the winners and losers of the two teams have already come out, and Fo Baonu slowly came to "Jiujiang Xinchen" and whispered:

"Think carefully, don't meet me in the next match."

Chapter 426: On October 10, 19

Yesterday's upset caused an uproar in the entire Jinling City, but the most amazing thing was that Jiujiang Xinchen's muscles.

Because of the lack of protein in this era, people who can eat meat can hardly exercise, and those who exercise regularly rarely eat meat, so there are very few men with white meat but good muscles.

When I was in the arena yesterday, many women outside saw it. Although this man's body is embarrassing, it is undeniable that his beautiful body is truly a work of art.Xiao Song's body is indeed charming. He was arrested by the old man to practice kung fu since he was a child. In addition, he can always get meat to eat. After forming the habit, he has to exercise regularly every day.

With such accumulation, his body can be called a sculpture, extremely healthy and beautiful, which makes those skinny girls who look at them all day can't stop drooling.

So they inquired about this Jiujiang Xinchen everywhere, thinking that he could be selected in the next round.

"Tell me how you got such a good skin."

Jin Ling'er carefully rolled over from Xiao Song's body, with a light and satisfied expression on her face.

And Xiao Song got up to help her deal with the stains, then gently stroked her big naked belly, and said with a light smile: "Probably God compensates me, maybe I was crippled in my previous life and lost both legs."

"Nonsense." Jin Ling'er turned over and hugged Xiao Song's neck: "If this is a son, we will have a daughter, and if it is a daughter, we will have a son, okay?"

"Okay." Xiao Song hugged her lightly: "Anyway, you will form a shriveled water sac when you are born."

"You are really not a thing, and there is no good thing to say from your mouth."

Jin Ling'er's voice became smaller and smaller, and then she fell asleep like this. Xiao Song helped her tuck the quilt up, got up and put on her pajamas, and went outside to drink some water.

"have not sleep yet?"

Under the lamp, Miaoyan was sitting there poking the wool felt. Xiao Song smiled and asked after seeing her, "This is not your style."

"Some people yell so loudly, who can sleep here." Miao Yan sneered: "Do you know that the whole Jinling City is greedy for your body?"

To be honest, Xiao Song really admires Miao Yan's ability. She can always control the whole process of public opinion without leaving home. The fact that Xiao Song's body has become the talk of the girls in the city, even if she hasn't gone out for a long time , but still understandable.

"Greedy, I'm not greedy for them." Xiao Song sat beside him and poured himself a glass of cold water: "How do you know?"

"Of course I have my channel." Miao Yan continued: "Don't underestimate the ability of women, you have to know that in this era, you are different in mind and body, and you can't easily expose it."

"I was shirtless when I worked in the workshop."

"So you don't know women's thinking patterns at all." Miao Yan said, shaking his fingers: "It would be easy to handle in places like Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties with strict etiquette, but now this is a Song Dynasty where time and space are disordered, and women's consciousness The degree of awakening is even more exaggerated than Tang Dynasty, they actually dare to pursue what they like, if you don't want to fall into a peach blossom disaster, you'd better keep a low profile for me."

Xiao Song showed a bright smile: "Do you want such a good thing?"

"Don't you know that monogamy protects men?" Miao Yan sneered: "You are young now, and the other is that the women around you are either from lower social background or have weird thinking patterns , but in fact only Qiaoqiao, Qiaoyun and the princess are related to you. Qiaoqiao and Qiaoyun's social status is much lower than that of the princess, and they don't have much courage to fight for it, but even so Qiaoqiao There is still some dissatisfaction in my heart, you know."

"Hmm..." Xiao Song nodded, "That's true."

"Even someone from a background like Qiaoqiao will have this kind of emotion. Have you ever thought about how they would fight if there were two or more princess-level women by your side? You will never be safe for the rest of your life." Miaoyan sighed Tone: "Except for Zuo Rou, her thinking mode is really hard to understand."

"Zuo Rou is actually not stupid, she's just a muscle." Xiao Song shook his head and said, "You told me this in the middle of the night, maybe it's because you're jealous..."

"You are just a tool man to me, why should I be jealous?"

Xiao Song leaned over and narrowed his eyes: "Really?"

"If you say no, then there will be no!" Miao Yan pushed him away: "Go away."

But Xiao Song is a dog, so he will not be driven away so easily. When Qiao Yan pushed him, he took advantage of the situation and hugged Miss Ji Wang: "Oh, it's been a long time since I hugged Miss Ji Wang." .”

Miao Yan's counterattack was an awl piercing his hand, and Xiao Song jumped up like lightning: "Hey... are you serious?"

"You can't touch me without my permission." Ji Wang poked his shoulder with his finger: "This is an agreement."

"Isn't it okay to hug?"

"What do you think?" Miao Yan raised his chin: "Hug me with the smell of other women? What kind of thing are you?"

Miao Yan is someone who Xiao Song can't handle with the domineering president model. This is for sure. Although the two of them have done some unspeakable things, she is still very self-aware.

"Okay...you're just jealous." Xiao Song sighed, "I figured it out, big sister...don't be like this."

Miao Yan pointed at him, and then went back to the room on his own, while Xiao Song sat there with his hands on his knees, scratching his head: "I seem to be quite a scum..."

At this time, there was a sound of unlocking the door outside, and then she saw Zuo Rou walking in with her head poking her head. When she saw Xiao Song sitting there, she rushed in jumping up and down, rubbing Xiao Song's Gooutou said with a joyful face: "Dog, you know, someone has already offered [-] yuan to invite you for a spring festival!"

Xiao Song drank half of the water in a sip, and then choked into the trachea, and coughed violently.

"what?"

"I went to a party just now, the kind attended by unmarried young masters and ladies in the city. I heard from those little sisters that a rich woman had already offered [-] guan to invite Jiujiang Xinchen Chunxiao one time."

Zuo Rou finished speaking excitedly, and then muttered, "Get rich, get rich, five thousand per night! Do you know how many projects I have to contract?"

Xiao Song grabbed her waist with both hands, and lifted her up vigorously: "Come on, I will throw you into the well and drown for you first."

Zuo Rou didn't resist, just hugged his dog's head and giggled loudly: "Aren't you really going to try it? You are valuable now, and people ask me, what do you look like."

"How do they know you know me?" Xiao Song put her down: "Are you talking loud again?"

"How can it be!" Zuo Rou punched Xiao Song: "They know that I am going to participate in the general election under a pseudonym, and they also said that they want to invite you to travel with me, what do you plan to do?"

"How much does traveling together mean?"

"I don't know, but a very good-looking elder sister said that if I can ask you out, she will give you three thousand guan, and I can get another one thousand guan. It's just a trip."

Song Beiyun thought for a while, and immediately turned the table!Isn't this a duck?

The accompaniment of the liberation of women's thinking has begun to emerge, that is, the proliferation of liberalism, and sexual liberation is one of its branches.

Can you understand?Of course it is understandable, but Xiao Song thinks that this is not a very good thing for the current society, because the productivity has not yet reached that level, and if we enter such a consumerism mode in advance, it is easy to enter a period of social turmoil.Because the current main production force is still men, the dignity of men cannot be trampled on, otherwise it will be really troublesome if the atmosphere is chaotic.

"It's time to suppress it." Song Beiyun frowned: "If you don't suppress it, you will overcorrect."

"Oh..." Zuo Rou scratched her head: "Let's go, go to sleep."

"What are you going to do again?"

"I thought about it, I want to sleep with Wu Qianguan in my arms, hahahaha..."

After Zuo Rou finished speaking, she laughed, and Xiao Song's face collapsed: "Does your father care if you don't come home at night?"

"He went to Quanzhou with King Fu today, and he won't be back until some time later, didn't he tell you?"

Xiao Song patted his head, it seems that Fu Wang's concubine plan is about to start, no wonder Zuo Rou dared to come here in the middle of the night.

"Have you been drinking?" Xiao Song leaned close to Zuo Rou's neck and sniffed, "You're a girl drinking outside? Do you think it's difficult for you to be 20 years old and still not lose your virginity?"

When Zuo Rou heard it, she immediately slapped her chest loudly: "They all made me drink up!"

"Oh... that's all right, you should wash up and rest quickly, I have a second round tomorrow." Xiao Song sighed, "I won't mess around with you anymore."

"I don't care! I'm going to sleep with five thousand strings in my arms."

"no!"

"You used to sleep with me..." Zuo Rou said aggrievedly, "Praise me..."

"Okay, don't talk about it." Song Gou pinched her mouth: "Go and wash up, where is sister Qiaoyun?"

"Qiaoyun is at the house, she has a junior sister who has come to join her, and she is taking care of her."

After Zuo Rou finished speaking, she stepped forward to pat her buttocks with a mysterious face and said to Xiao Song, "How is it? Let me sleep in my arms today, with my back facing you. If you use that thing to rub against me, I'll take it as your responsibility." have no idea."

"Go to hell!" Xiao Song pushed Zuo Rou's face away: "If you drink too much, go to sleep quickly."

After finishing speaking, he went back to the room on his own, and seeing Jin Ling'er was still asleep, he sighed silently, drunk Zuo Rou was extremely troublesome, she would drink like crazy and could say all kinds of nonsense.

And just as Xiao Song was sighing, Jin Ling'er slowly opened his eyes: "Is Xiao Wan'er here?"

"Well, I drank too much, and I'm making trouble."

"I'm going to take care of her, you rest, you have to get up early in the morning." Jin Ling'er got up awkwardly, put on her clothes: "Don't worry, I'm the best at dealing with her."