The Three Kingdoms of the Widow

This New Year's Day was so dull, the first document mentioned that students' dinners were all exempted.The boring group of five ran to Guo Jia's dormitory to chat.

It doesn't make sense to spend so much.

"I'll give you three seconds to tell me about your most memorable New Year's Day."

"One, two, three!" Guo Jia counted extremely quickly, "Okay, let's talk."

Zhuge Liang looked down at "Quick Introduction to PLC Controller Programming", and Sima Yi took a copy of "Linux 2.0" from Zhuge Liang's shelf and started to read it.

Guo Jia said that she has zero tolerance for such blatant and deceitful behavior. She picked up the pool cue next to her and tapped the book in Sima Yi's hand: "Hey, hey, what a big-tailed wolf, do you understand?"

"I don't understand, I understand."

"Let you talk about your most memorable New Year's Day! Is it difficult!"

"It's hard." Zhuge Liang admitted, "There are too many unforgettable things, so my mind went blank for six seconds... The last time this happened, it was my senior sister who asked me to summarize China in one word..."

Zhou Yu's gentle voice came: "In the end, didn't you write a 'eat' and hand it over?"

Forget the past.

"Why don't you ask me?"

Everyone looked back at Zhao Yun together.

The latter was cracking an apple: "Junior Brother gave it on Christmas Eve, and I haven't finished eating it yet."

"On New Year's Day in my second year of junior high school, I almost went to have dinner with my boyfriend."

"..."

Everyone looked like they had watched a horror movie.

"Fuck, Zhao Xiaoyun, don't you care about professional ethics? Even the paparazzi can't just put out such a hot news from the very beginning! Let's not let people have a holiday!" Guo Jia shouted.

Zhuge Liang was deeply shocked: "We have been together for so long and we have even communicated about taking off other people's clothes in our dreams. I didn't know that she had a boyfriend..."

"Not one, but two." Zhao Yun corrected Zhuge Liang earnestly, stretching out two fingers.

Zhuge Liang fell to the ground and died.

"Wake up kid, Wang Feng has no activity today! Give him a headline, please!" Guo Jia grabbed Zhao Yun's neck and yelled.

It took Zhou Yu and Sima Yi a lot of effort to push Senior Sister Guo into the chair next to her and sit down.

"Zhao Xiaoyun, tell me quickly, you look so predictable."

"The point is not to eat. That time I won the first trophy in my life, and it was not a track and field competition..."

Zhao Yun was the main force of the school's track and field in the first year of junior high school. In the second year of junior high school, he represented the school in Zhongzhou to participate in the National Middle School Athletics Grand Prix. Easy, give the kids time off and go see something like a zoo museum on New Years Day.

As a result, Zhao Yun was hungry at noon, and when he went to buy buns to eat, he was stopped by two younger brothers who were about the same age, and they both said they wanted to treat her to dinner.

Zhao Yun thinks that these two people are sick, she doesn't know them, one is wearing a green school uniform, the other is wearing a royal blue corduroy suit, they are so burnt!

But the green guy must know the blue guy.He was so angry that his face was the same color as his school uniform: "This is the steamed stuffed bun shop opened by my family! I can treat her to steamed stuffed buns at will!"

"Steamed stuffed bun is a p, such a vulgar thing, beauty, may I treat you to Bulgari steak?" The blue brother looked attentive, and Zhao Yun got goosebumps when he saw it.

"What's so great about eating steak! Didn't you steal your father's card to swipe it! Last time you tricked the little girl into eating Dove caviar, maxed out your father's card, and caused your father to eat instant noodles for a month, you Being chased and beaten by your father, I saw it!" The little green brother revealed his shortcomings.

The little blue brother couldn't hold back anymore: "My son uses my father's card, how can it be called stealing! Besides, my father's card has money, unlike someone's father who doesn't even have a card!"

"What's the matter! Selling grapes makes you think you're great! Do you have 500 yuan in your credit card?"

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand! What is selling grapes! My father opened a factory to make grape seed extract, and a box sells for hundreds of dollars! Do you know? One box! There are only a dozen grains, and they sell for hundreds of dollars!"

The two had a tendency to continue fighting, but Zhao Yun suddenly remembered the lecture that the political teacher had just given with great emotion.

"Do you have a steamed stuffed bun shop?" Zhao Yun asked Brother Green, who nodded hurriedly.

"Your family runs a pharmaceutical factory?" Brother Blue nodded his head hard.

Zhao Yun was serious: "You..."

The two Babas were waiting for her next words.

"I despise you!" Zhao Yun said righteously.

Those two did not expect this to be the following anyway.

Zhao Yun looked at the green brother: "Bourgeois!" Then he turned to the blue brother: "Bourgeois!" Then he turned his head and gnawed on the buns before walking away: "As a glorious proletarian, I resolutely draw a clear line with you! "

The two little brothers were dumbfounded, the academic taste of beautiful women is too high now.

"At least...she walked away eating my steamed stuffed bun..." the little green brother comforted himself.

These are the two "boyfriends" that Zhao Yun mentioned in his "speaking words are not shocking and endless".Later, Zhao Yun happily followed his coach and teammates to visit Central Park while eating steamed buns, completely forgetting about these two.

The Central Park is very large, and the lotus pond has the most people gathered. Some of them went to the pond to break the ice to catch grass carp, and some came to the pond to sketch.A live poetry competition was also held here, Zhao Yun squeezed in to join in the fun, and saw a large banner stretched between two ancient locust trees, and a table was set up under the ancient locust tree with a red carpet, making it very formal.A bunch of people signed up and went to the poetry writing area to spend their pennies. After finishing writing, they handed it over to the person in charge, and the person in charge compiled it and handed it over to the judges.

The sun was setting and the results came out. Zhao Yun came back from a stroll just in time to announce the award-winning works.

The host said that the winner was a four-sentence seven-character poem:

"The breeze combs the willow pond to make a mirror, and the sunset gradually falls silently."

Oh, that sounds okay, Zhao Yun thought.The standard for her to be okay is that she can't understand it the first time.

Some people around shook their heads, as if savoring these two sentences.

"A grass carp enters the net, sighing that the grass carp has lost its freedom."

The faces of some people suddenly became extremely ugly: "What kind of broken poem! This can also win an award!"

The host continued to read the judges' comments: "The poem has a good idea and is full of tearing beauty. Simply put, the first two sentences are pretentious, and the next two sentences are kitsch, but the pretentious ones pretend to be elegant, and the kitsch ones are flattering. Thorough, without coddling or moaning."

The host finished reading: "The author, please come up and accept the award!"

No one answered around, until I asked several times, and no one came to the stage. At this time, the person in charge of receiving the manuscript ran to the stage, dripping with sweat, and muttered to the host. manage?"

A woman in her 30s wearing mink came on stage: "What's wrong?"

"President Pu..." The host leaned closer to the woman's ear and whispered a few words, and the woman laughed heartily: "Isn't it just that the two poems were overprinted and the originals were lost? It's nothing. This It happened to me back then.”

"President Pu..."

The woman didn't care about it, and talked to everyone in the audience: "When I was in junior high school, I used to memorize "Teacher's Watch" and "Yueyang Tower" in Chinese class in public, 'The first emperor collapsed in the middle of his business. Shu, the next year, the government will be smooth and the people will be harmonious, and a hundred wastes will be prosperous'..."

Then President Pu...

"The teacher fined me to stand for a class."

What a responsible teacher.

"One more time."

How come?

"When I first debuted, when I carved a stele for someone else, I made a small mistake... The next sentence of 'Chen Benbuyi, plowing in Nanyang' was replaced by 'Although I am hidden in the sun, I always entrust my heart to the king'... "

Is there a later this time?

"The Kebei shop is too disgraceful. They kicked me out, didn't pay me a penny, and the most outrageous thing was throwing me into the river next to me! I can't swim!"

...how did not drown you.

"Then Mr. Pu, how should the award be distributed?" the host asked.

"Also sent to those two people. Who wrote these two poems?"

Zhao Yun heard the barely audible voices "I can't afford to lose this person!" "Forget it!", and then saw two people pushing out of the crowd in a direction away from him.

One was wearing a half-length down jacket with a pair of jeans underneath, and the other was wearing a waist down jacket, revealing a long skirt decorated with lace.

In the end, no one went up to accept the award, and it seemed that it was so embarrassing. The host looked at Mr. Pu as if he was asking for help.

Mr. Pu glanced around the crowd, and suddenly pointed at Zhao Yun: "I just want someone to win the trophy! Just her!"

Then Zhao Yun was pushed onto the stage in a daze, holding the trophy, and took a photo with Mr. Pu and a bunch of judges.The reporter who was waiting for the result clicked and snapped the photo. The next day, the materials in the newspaper can be handed over. Who cares who you give the award to.

This is the first time in Zhao Yun's life that he won a trophy—a trophy that has nothing to do with him.

Zhuge Liang and Sima Yi listened to Zhao Yun's legendary experience with great interest. After half a minute, they realized that Guo Jia and Zhou Yu were a little strangely quiet.

"Then the banner on the contest said 'Panying Cup Central Park Live Poetry Contest'?" Zhou Yu's expression was not very good.

"Uh..." Zhao Yun lost his memory.

"What is pretense! That poem is already very elegant!" Zhou Yu couldn't help complaining.

"What is kitsch! I'm already very vulgar!" Guo Jia was also upset.

"This kind of thing can happen in travel, I really should buy a lottery ticket that day!" Guo Jia and Zhou Yu said in unison.

Zhuge Liang and Sima Yi looked at each other, thinking it was better to change the subject.

The New Year's Day of Zhao Yun's freshman year was very interesting. Her school launched a drama competition for middle school students in the city.

Zhao Yun's class was very lucky and got the chance to represent the school in the competition.

All the materials used by the representative teams were from Chinese textbooks and readers, and Zhao Yun and the others chose "Zheng Boke Duan Yuyan".

For Zhao Yun, the greatest joy is not pretending to speak on stage, but making props together.

Zhao Yun didn't have a performance task, so he squatted in the background and watched his classmate Han En carefully paste a long sword.

"Are all the swords in the Spring and Autumn Period so long?"

"No..." Han En looked up and saw that it was Zhao Yun, and immediately became nervous, "Zhao Yun, stay away from this thing! I warn you that if you continue to be cheap..."

"Boom."

Zhao Yun withdrew his hand: "I just wanted to touch it... Who knew I poked a hole..."

Han En wanted to cry but had no tears: "How many times have you poked it! Look at how many patches I have patched on this sword body! Is it because I have a grudge against you or this sword has a grudge against you!"

"I didn't mean it... I'll paste it for you..." Zhao Yun took the glue next to him.

"Wait a minute..."

"Bang, bang bang."

Zhao Yun put down the things in his hands awkwardly, Han En would really kill someone if he stayed any longer.

Deng Mei was able to save Zhao Yun and Han En, she led Zhao Yun outside the dressing room, laughing wickedly all the way.

"What are you doing laughing so hard."

"Let me tell you something funny - I just saw the list of actors, and there is another school that has the same repertoire as ours."

"What's so funny about that."

"No, it's their actor—do you know who plays Zheng Zhuanggong?"

"Who?"

"This person is not from our place, but a foreign aid transferred from Hejian City No. [-] Middle School—surnamed Sima." Deng Mei continued to smile, "Look, that team is, the one at the head, the one in the red sweater, That's their foreign aid."

Zhao Yun didn't see the man's face clearly, so he passed by after a while, and saw a hooked nose on the side.

Zhao Yun thought it would be embarrassing for a woman to have such a nose.

But the hooked-nosed voice of the red sweater still came, and he said to someone next to him: "This time, I'm just here for an emergency. Next time this happens, tell me earlier, and give me the script ten days in advance." , I’m afraid there’s not enough time to prepare.”

"Senior sister, there is no way to do this, please help me."

"Other people's costumes and props are ready?"

"Don't worry, it's all made to order."

Someone unfolded a bright red cloak, and the patterns imitating gold silk embroidery on it dazzled people's eyes. Zhao Yun could barely see that someone was holding a pearl and jade crown, and the local tyrant Fan could see everything at a glance.

The hooked nose is not happy: "Is it a standard? There is a Tongtian crown in the Spring and Autumn Period?"

Next, Zhao Yun couldn't understand the explanations of various proper nouns, so she turned to look for Deng Mei, only to find that Deng Mei was gone.

Hooked Nose suddenly asked another question: "Who is the specific person in charge of this competition?"

"The invitation said Danying."

"No, I'm asking the chairman who is in charge of the command at the scene."

"I don't know. What's wrong, senior?"

The hooked nose pointed to the people coming and going backstage: "I have been here for almost half an hour, and the backstage people shuttled back and forth in a hurry, but I didn't see a single person asking questions. What does this mean? It means the person in charge of the scene Unusually, he arranged everyone's tasks perfectly, without any mistakes."

"It would be great if I could meet this person in a while." Hooked Nose sighed.

"Under normal circumstances, this person is responsible for the opening. Our first show should be seen on the stage."

When Deng Mei came back, she tapped Zhao Yun's shoulder happily: "What are you looking at so fascinated by?"

"It's okay... I just found out that we can't win..." The other party was professional from actors to costumes and props.

Deng Mei didn't hear what Zhao Yun said at all, and she had a big gossip to share in her heart: "Today's competition highlights are more lively than the main chapter. I just heard someone say that the on-site commander was also transferred from other places, and it was No. 20 of Penglai City. The Vice President of the Student Council of the Middle School! Guess what people call her?"

"What is it called?"

"Call her Chairman Zhuge! Don't you think it's very interesting? Actors, chairman, oops, after a while, the actors here will come on stage, and the chairman there will announce the opening—it will be a lot of fun!"

But Deng Mei didn't see the commotion. When the show started, the chairman didn't serve as the announcer.

Zhao Yun watched as a girl in electrician uniform and wearing glasses ran out after picking up the phone, and someone chased after her and shouted, "Chairman Zhuge, who are you running away with?"

I finally saw someone asking a question... Zhao Yun thought.

Chairman Zhuge said perfunctorily, "Go ahead", and then shook his mobile phone desperately: "Long distance! Long distance plus roaming!"

A middle-aged woman's cheerful voice came from the other end of the phone: "Honey, I'm here with your dad! Gracias-Adios Province in Honduras!"

What a long place name...

Chairman Zhuge seemed inconceivable: "Didn't you mean to go to Yunnan? So Queen Mother, you made an international long distance call! My phone bill!"

"Don't worry! My call to your dad was collect!"

……

"I just want to tell you that before I left, I bought five packs of instant noodles and put them in the cupboard. Remember to eat them!"

"... You called me a month ago to say the same thing... Is the queen mother your own?"

"I have a good time at home!" Then the other party probably hung up the phone.

Chairman Zhuge's lonely figure in electrician uniform left a deep impression on Zhao Yun.

Zhuge Liang and Sima Yi looked at each other, both of them looked like they had seen a ghost.

"Why do you two have such a hellish expression?" Zhao Yun didn't understand why.

So Zhao Xiaoyun, you don't need to say it again.

"What the hell..." Guo Jia murmured, "Why do we seem to have been in touch with someone named Puying..."

Zhuge Liang remembered the "Teacher Puying" whom she had only met once in junior high school, and she said that she would often teach herself in the future...

It's really... a cold war.

Zhou Yu looked behind Guo Jia in astonishment.

Everyone shuddered when they saw Zhou Yu's expression, it couldn't be true.

A person came from behind Guo Jia, Chu Shenyi smiled and said, "Are you talking about Puying just now?"

Sima Yi was boiling water in the bathroom, and when he came out, he saw that Cao Pi hadn't finished eating rice cakes with red dates and raisins.

"Mr. Cao, did you and the chairman sell grape seed soft capsules in Zhongzhou more than ten years ago?"

"Yeah, my dad bought a bunch of grapes every day and came back every day. He only studied the seeds, and I ate the rest." Cao Pi recalled his "how to develop grape control".

"You and Ma Chao are classmates?"

"Who is his classmate! His family is..."

"Open a bun shop?"

Cao Pi choked: "Zhongda, you, how did you know that!"

"It's nothing, you can sleep in the living room tonight." Sima Yi turned around, and saw Master Sima standing beside him, looking at him with big bright eyes, holding his skirt with his hands.

"Go back to sleep, there are no buns today."

Sima Shi turned his head and went back to sleep. There was no expression on his face, neither sad nor disappointed.

The author has something to say:

In fact... Both the main text and the side story are starting to converge towards the end...

Zhao Xiaoyun has never had a strong sense of presence in the episode, so I gave her a chance to be the protagonist.

See Prince Ma Weibo for the details of that string of texts. It's the new year, and the prince is good, and the prince is auspicious.

The story of Zhao Yun's drama competition is actually mentioned in the main text, which is mentioned in the chapters of teaching Ma Chao.

Someone's parents have always been unreliable.

Sima Shi's resentment towards Baozi is actually mentioned in "Dynasty Warriors" 6.