I got up again

The real clown is myself.jpg

Jiang Feng's face was expressionless.

The scene of paying money disheveled does not conform to the devil's usual handsome image, so Gu cut it.

slightly.

After leaving the door, Jiang Feng saw the big white cat at the outermost edge of the audience circle at a glance, and walked over immediately.

Seeing Jiang Feng looking at him, the big white cat turned around silently.

Jiang Feng wanted to ask her why she didn't look at Aoao, but the next moment, she saw the big white cat's tail.

Ben's soft and long white tail was bald in the middle, exposing his tender skin, like a piece of white and tender tofu being dug out from the middle...

The big white cat turned around quietly and looked at her quietly.

Jiang Feng was professionally trained, and he would never laugh if he said it or not.

"Kukuku..."

Xu Xia silently raised the plane's ears.

Then Jiang Feng was scratched in the face.

On the way back, Xu Xia asked, "By the way, where is your dragon?"

"Gone."

"It's gone???" His voice became higher, and Xu Xia's eyes widened.

After all, the baby dragon was lied to by them. Xu Xia still cared about the baby dragon, but when Jiang Feng went out for a trip, the dragon disappeared?

"You sold it?" Xu Xia couldn't help but raised his airplane ears again.

"Am I that poor? Didn't Ji Yumian, the heavenly descendant, carry the little fat dragon up the mountain!" Jiang Feng was also very aggrieved.

The plane's ears slowed down, and Xu Xia doubted her hearing, "Ji? Yu? Mian? Did she find you?"

"Probably not, otherwise she wouldn't have gone to catch the dragon, she should have come to catch me directly."

And it made such a big commotion.

Jiang Feng muttered to himself.

It seems that next time you do something like this, you have to take it easy, this stupid dragon...

"Ah~~~" Yang Tian let out a long sigh, Jiang Feng said, "I almost came back with my dragon and dragon stone..."

Especially that naive Black Dragon Attendant.

Even more annoying than Ji Yumian.

She rolled for so long, she almost rolled off! ! !

The result... don't mention it.

Jiang Feng was heartbroken, "Let me tell you, the Black Dragon Attendant is just a fool."

Xu Xia: "?"

Jiang Feng said to himself again, "But her big white dragon is really good-looking, and it looks very beautiful. I like the big beautiful dragon."

The whole dragon is slender and well-proportioned, with excellent proportions, as if carved from white jade. It exudes a gentle gleam on its body, and it has a refreshing power. I don't know what its attributes are...

It doesn't matter whether the voice is gentle or not, Jiang Feng mainly wants to be a dragon.

"Then what are you going to do?"

Jiang Feng covered his face in pain, "How do I know, let me think of a comprehensive solution."

"Oh, life~ It's all about ups and downs... Luo Luo Luo Luo..."

Xu Xia was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help wagging his tail, "This is a new way of saying it."

Back in the yard, Jiang Feng picked up Zhao Xiang, who had fallen asleep, and looked at Qianli, who was squatting at the door of Fangyu, "What are you doing? How is Fangfu refining medicine?"

Qianli knits the sweater again and again, and said weakly, "Can't you see the sweater?"

The master has returned to Yulong Mountain, and he actually asked her to sit here as a cover.

"What are you doing knitting? Is it cold? By the way, are my slippers ready?"

Qianli raised his eyelids angrily, "Isn't it your pig, it says it's cold in the sky, let me knit a sweater for it?"

Jiang Feng was stunned and blinked at her.

What is she trying to say?

forget……

Qianli continued to complain, "It can know characters? It can know characters? How dare it know characters?"

Who knows, when she saw that pig, biting the brush and writing, "It's cold and the pig wants a sweater", what kind of mood was she in...

For a while, she continued knitting the sweater, and Qianli was full of resentment.

Jiang Feng carried Zhao Xiang on his shoulders and walked out of the yard with some emotion.

Hey, what is she thinking so much about?

Anyway, it's not for her to weave.

Calm down.

Xu Xia wanted to speak but stopped, stopped talking but wanted to, and finally sighed, "The troubled times are coming, and the country will be born with evildoers."

Zhao Xiang groaned, changed into a comfortable position, and continued to sleep.

Jiang Feng said in the tone of someone who has experienced it, "Rumors stop with the wise, don't talk nonsense."

Xu Xia: "Your pig..."

Jiang Feng: "You're welcome."

"Ha ha."

"What about you?"

"What about you?"

People and cats looked at each other and looked at Zhao Xiang in unison.

After walking a few steps, Xu Xia flicked her tail, feeling a little cold, especially the bald part.

She rolled her tail silently and sighed

"Winter is coming."

Jiang Feng: "Huh?"

"The cat is cold."

Jiang Feng: "..."

Since it was not too late, Jiang Feng insisted on his original intention and came to another arena.

Looking at the boiling voices, Jiang Feng showed relief in his eyes.

This is her original intention.

One mistake becomes eternal hatred, and looking back...

Hmm, I don't know if I have been treated as a marble for a long time, will I have a psychological shadow?

He also thought of the things that he was eating wildly, being surrounded by strong crowds, and even being noticed by the black dragon waiter... Jiang Feng felt that it was evened out.

The scholar competition is divided into inner and outer courts, which are held simultaneously.

Today is the opening, and the outfield can be completed today, but the infield may just be the beginning today, allowing many masters and geniuses to brag about each other.

Most of the outfields are attended by low-level scholars, while the infield is dedicated to high-level scholars and well-known deputy masters.

Although he once dominated Nanzhou, Xuanwuhou was a poor ghost, after all, he raised more than 1 stomach kings.

In the past, she absolutely missed such an occasion.

Moreover, scholars have always been the same as literati, they are the main force who insult the military, and despise the vulgarity of the martial arts, generally Jiang Feng is too lazy to make himself uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Nan'an City is not in the eyes of these people after all, and few master-level deputies go there.

Today, she is a client, and the Qingchengfang she is looking for is one of the organizers of the scholar contest.

Rubbing shoulders and heels, Jiang Feng touched his face.

He just got a lot of limelight, so it's better to change his mask.

Taking it into his arms, Jiang Feng's face became stiff.

Looking at the greasy chicken leg in his hand, Jiang Feng's face was very bright.

Xu Xia held back her laughter, and said with an oh, "I remembered, when she first ate, she stuffed one into her bosom."

Jiang Feng let out a half-smile, and threw the chicken leg out abruptly.

Due to the excessive force, the chicken leg turned into a ray and flew high into the sky.

It's fine if you don't know, but after knowing, Jiang Feng won't be able to wear the clothes anymore.

Fortunately, she changed into ordinary sackcloth before going out, otherwise...

"Why...how do you slander people for nothing?" The woman in black was so dizzy from being pulled, the curved glass piece hanging on her forehead fell to the ground, and rolled to Jiang Feng's feet.

Jiang Feng picked it up, feeling a little puzzled.

The woman in black was extremely thin, and her pale, almost transparent cheeks were flushed with thin red. After a few words of argument, thin sweat appeared on her nose, "I've already explained this... I didn't throw this chicken leg..."

Jiang Feng's ears pricked up, and he sensed the elements.jpg

drumstick?

The one holding the woman was a woman in white, with a beautiful face, pupils full of anger, and holding a chicken leg in her palm.

"Who isn't you? I came down the first time, and only saw you! Even if you didn't throw it, you were there, you must have seen who? Tell me, who is it?" Her last sentence almost yelled out. .

"I... I didn't see..." The woman's voice was a little stuttered. She was already thin, and was grabbed and pulled around, and another glazed piece rolled on the ground.

She looked at the woman in front of her, and begged bitterly, "I have poor eyesight, I didn't wear a thin film just now, so I didn't see who it was..."

"You fart!!!" The woman in white roared, so angry that she was almost on fire.

Since he was going out late, Ji An was afraid that he would not be able to sign up in time, so he had already run half of Xuanwu Street when he came.

It's just that her hands and feet were weak and she wanted to stop and support her knees to catch her breath and wipe the slices, but she was suddenly caught and questioned. Her anxious forehead was covered with sweat, her mouth was dry and chapped, tired and anxious, and her pupils were a little dizzy.

Jiang Feng walked over with a sullen face, and pulled the woman behind him, "I threw it away, you have to find me."

"Don't meddle in your own business!!!" The woman in white was full of anger.

Today she tidied herself beautifully, put on fragrant rouge, sprayed on fresh beauty water, and was going to show her elder sister, but when she just arrived at the arena, she was attacked by a greasy chicken leg, and her chin was red.

The whole body smelled of greasy chicken legs, and the newly made clothes were stained with oil, and I was going crazy with anger.

Of course she could see that it wasn't Ji An. This guy's whole body didn't have as much oil as chicken legs. She just wanted to ask the culprit angrily.

Jiang Feng said it again, with a straight voice, "I said I threw it."

"You fart!!!" the woman roared, "Don't meddle in your own business, hand her over to me! She must have seen it!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

She let out a runaway scream.

Zhao Xiang was woken up. She was carried behind Jiang Feng's back before, and she heard the voice, and she felt a little familiar.

This seems to be the irascible ghost of Lao Jin's family?Well, stay away first, she slid down silently, turning her head so that the grumpy ghost would not notice her.

Due to sleeping, she had disheveled hair and couldn't see her face clearly.

Jiang Feng held back his anger, "I said I threw it away, how do you want to say it directly, what are you doing to embarrass others?"

Ji An groped in his arms, his fingers trembling, and slowly took out two new glass pieces, hanging them on the two small knots extending from the hair band on his forehead.

As soon as she saw her eyes clearly, she saw the woman in Tsing Yi slipping slowly from her back, lying on the ground in a slow and silent posture, rolled around twice, rolled to the side, and then... fell asleep peacefully.

Ji An was stunned for a moment, her fingers trembling, she wiped the slice again.

"I'm sorry," she took the initiative to walk in front of Jiang Feng, sweat still remained on her pale nose, and her eyes were barely calm, "I'm sorry, but I really didn't see it. I was not the only one present at the time. Instead of asking me, Better find someone with a good eye and ask."

The woman in white turned her head, and the onlookers seemed to have predicted the scourge, and they retreated three feet in an instant, avoiding their eyes.

This phenomenon made the woman's anger come to a boil after she had finally rested for a while.

She was furious, "Ji An, you are so courageous!!! You trash!!! You trash!!! I'm mad at me, I'm mad at me, I'm mad at me!!!" The woman burst into tears up.

"You don't want to sell your things for the rest of your life!!!" She roared, "You don't want to sell them for the rest of your life!!!"

"Just your trash things deserve to be called inventions??? A person with a brain can make them!!! You are a dead liar who cheats and cheats!!! Don't even think about paying back the money in your next life!! ! When the time comes when you sell yourself to pay off your debts, I will buy you back and go to the iron workshop for me to forge iron!!!”

Everyone shook their heads secretly.

Ji An, the entire Xuanwu Street knows her.

The genius scholar four years ago, because of one piece of work, was promoted to the eighth rank scholar and became the youngest legend.

But it's a pity that she was exhausted and failed to maintain this honor, and owed a huge amount of liquidated damages because of signing a contract with the Tiejin Group, one of the three major forces.

Because, she can no longer make a second coo.

It was the little iron ball that could talk behind her.

The whole Xuanwu Street knew Gu Gu, it was once a miracle of Xuanwu Street, at that time, all the nine-rank scholars commented that "may open a new era for deputy positions", and they rushed to accept apprentices, but Ji An's family was rich at that time, he was proud and arrogant, reject.

result……

A generation of arrogance has since fallen.

With her current small body, she has lived frugally all these years and hasn't paid back much money.

This white-clothed woman is known to many people, she is the younger sister of the owner of Qingchengfang, she is quite doted on, and the owner of Qingchengfang is quite famous for her arrogance.

If Ji An enters Qingchengfang this year, this small body will strike iron... Tsk, it will probably be buried in the ground in less than three days.

Even though his body was trembling, he still didn't say a word, his slender wrist trembled, and he wiped the sheet over and over again.

The woman in white glared at her fiercely, then gouged Jiang Feng fiercely, and she rushed into the infield angrily.

What is the use of an eighth-level scholar?

All talents and skills of scholars only increase research ability and learning ability, and have no combat ability.

Trembling, the woman's flakes hung in front of her eyes, and the rising mist covered her eyes.

Her voice was barely calm, "Thank you, but I have nothing to repay you, sorry."

repay?Does everyone who helps her need to repay her?

Jiang Feng also listened to the whispered discussions around him, smiled at her and said, "No, no, I should be the one who said I'm sorry."

"Because I really threw this chicken leg."

Looking at her clear and sincere eyes, Ji An was stunned for a moment, and the thin mist still did not dissipate, covering her eyes.

Her wrists were trembling, and her white fingertips were almost bloodless. She wiped the sweat from her nose again, and said in a trembling voice, "It's okay, even without you, this kind of thing would have happened."

"This is the first time I've come to Xuanwu Street, and I'm curious about the scholar contest here, can you show me?" Jiang Feng asked, "I'll treat you to dinner."

The last time they met, she remembered that what Ji An ate was the 21 Wen a bowl of tofu nao.

But if Jiang Feng remembered correctly, in Nanzhou, this kind of food cost at most two or three Wen.

She didn't know whether it was the high prices on Xuanwu Street or some other reason.

But bean curd is obviously neither filling nor nutritious.

The woman's face was pale and blue, and the redness that had just been excited was gone, leaving only a thin and thin wrist that would collapse when the wind blows. The slender wrist seemed to be covered by a layer of leather, and every vein was clearly visible.

Ji An calculated it and thought it was worth it, "Can I eat it tomorrow morning?"

"why?"

"I ate it today."

Jiang Feng: "Okay."

Stepping aside, picking up the dead ghost Zhao Xiang, Jiang Feng said, "Can you tell me, what are the competitions in this scholar competition?"

Ji An took a step, swallowed his saliva, and said in a low voice until the dizziness passed, "The comparison is actually..."

"Sister!!!" Feipu entered the arena, and the woman rushed to the top without any scruples, "I'm late."

There were five or six people sitting at the top, and one of them, a white-robed man, was sleeping on the table in the middle, in a dark sleep.

Beside, there were a few people sitting, one of them was a woman in red, her face was so beautiful that it was so dazzling that one couldn't bear to look away, she was picking her fingernails with a bored expression on her face.

"Haven't you been looking forward to it for a long time? Why are you here now?"

"It's not on the way yet!" Speaking of this, Jin Xiaoxiao's face darkened, and he suppressed his anger, "It's not because of a bastard, I thought about the outfit two days in advance!!!"

She Barabara said, and finally said, "And that bastard Ji An!!! After she repays the debt with her body, sister, can you ask Lao Wang to buy her? I want to see what else she can do if she sells herself as a slave Keep her innocence!"

Listening to her unrepressed anger, the woman picked her nails, "Ji An?"

Shaking his head, "Jiang Lang's talent is exhausted, and it won't cost much."

She squeezed her small tender face, "Okay, you can say whatever you want, but don't go too far, you know?"

Only then did Jin Xiaoxiao feel better, put aside what happened just now, hugged the woman and acted coquettishly.

"The comparison is invention? But how should we judge?" Jiang Feng looked around, "What standard? Why didn't I see the judges."

Ji An went to the corner, and took out a crumpled linen cloth from her bosom, on which ink was written, and she went to hug a public support board that no one wanted.

Someone passed by and hit her hard. The woman was already thin, but she was knocked crooked and sat on the ground with her buttocks. The support that was more than half of her body hit the ground with a bang.

Although he dodged, one end of the bracket still reached the corner of the woman's eye. If it wasn't for the sheet blocking her, she might be going blind.

Jiang Feng didn't realize all this, she didn't expect that the person walking normally would suddenly bump into Ji An.

They are clearly far away, this is a corner, not crowded at all.

Looking at the tragedy that almost happened in front of her eyes, Jiang Feng hadn't experienced such heartfelt anger for many years.

She looked at the person who was going away, and she clearly saw the corners of his mouth raised.

Glancing at Xu Xia who was already squatting aside, Jiang Feng stepped forward, "Are you okay? I'm sorry, I didn't notice that he wanted to bump into you."

Ji An's eyes were a little dazed, and only then did he react, "I'm fine, this has nothing to do with you."

It's also rare for Xu Xia to be angry, Maomao is angry.jpg

Looking at the man's back, she said in a low voice, "If you neglect yourself, it will be a disaster."

Ji An avoided Jiang Feng's hand, and stood up as if nothing had happened, still holding the bracket in his hand, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I don't have enough time, the competition is about to start, if the bracket is not available before the competition starts, Stand it up, even if you have abstained."

This was the case last year. She prepared for a year, but was forcibly kicked out of the venue because of a bracket problem.

After finally setting up the stand, she subconsciously rubbed the corners of her eyes with her hands.

The flake was lifted up, and Jiang Feng saw the glaring bruises at the corners of her eyes.

Xu Xia also saw it, and added another sentence, "The evil is in the body, and it is caused by resentment."

These two sentences are enough for that guy to drink a pot, and lying in bed for half a month will not be a problem.

Aligning the sheet with the eyes, Ji An smoothed the linen and hung it on the stand, and said, "There are no judges, but there are customers."

"customer?"

"Yes, if someone takes a fancy to our invention, they will spend money to buy it," Ji An looked at his one-year work on the linen, his eyes darkened, "We will take customers to the service desk to sign contracts and certificates, among which One-tenth of the money for the purchased works will be drawn by the organizer."

"The more valuable the work, the more money will be drawn, and the ranking will naturally be higher." Ji An subconsciously rubbed the corners of his eyes again, "The top ten will be able to enter the inner circle with the more excellent works that I have carefully prepared. field."

She couldn't help but look at the infield, which represented glory, with white jade as the base, colorful flags fluttering, her eyes dim, "The customers there are richer, and there are many powerful forces, even Yulongshan will send people to participate."

Jiang Feng didn't answer, but looked at the white cloth Ji An hung out.

Ji An's handwriting is very regular, with a bit of sharpness and nobility in the delicacy, and it seems that he has received a very good calligraphy education.

She not only wrote the words, but also provided pictures.

Jiang Feng saw what was written on the white cloth, and his eyes gradually became strange.

Ji An suddenly pushed Jiang Feng, a little excited, "Rang... Rang Rang, it seems that someone is coming..."

Jiang Feng stepped aside from the stand and turned to look.

It was someone, swaggering, with malicious intent on his face.

Jiang Feng had good eyesight and immediately frowned.

Ji An was still a little excited, his thin palms were clenched tightly, his lips trembled unconsciously, and his eyes were slightly distracted.

Jiang Feng listened carefully and found that she was silently reciting the lines introducing her products.

The lines are very vivid, not high-minded, but down-to-earth. If it was her, even if she was not interested, she would definitely stop and listen to her explanation.

The woman was still silently accumulating strength, but the visitor had already walked in front of the white cloth.

Jiang Feng's face darkened.

Ji An is really hardworking, but some people are born.Shit, I didn't want to see her work at all.

"Hahahahahaha... Isn't this Ji Dagenius? Let me see? Let me see hahaha..."

"What kind of waste is this? Is this what you achieved in a year?"

"Laughed my big teeth off, don't you think so?"

The others were full of madness and laughed in agreement.

Hearing the voice, Ji An suddenly reacted.

The introduction I just wanted to say got stuck in my throat, and a layer of mist couldn't help rising from the glazed lenses.

These people's tone was exaggerated, their voices were surprisingly loud, and everyone around them looked over.

Soon, whispers and laughter reached Ji An's ears.

"who is this?"

"Ji An! You don't even know Ji An? Let me tell you..."

The woman pursed her lips tightly, and stretched out her hand to wipe the flakes in a panic, but the mist became more and more.

Seeing her appearance, the leading man became even happier, "You trash... don't embarrass us on Xuanwu Street, okay? Haven't there been enough accidents before? Get out! Ji Tiancai!"

People around him echoed, "Get out! Ji Tiancai!"

For a moment, it seemed that the whole audience was shouting for her to get out.

Jiang Feng couldn't help looking at the woman, and found that her legs were trembling, tears had already flowed down her face, but her feet were as if nailed to the ground, motionless.

The man was even more proud, he didn't even look at the white cloth, he stretched out his arm and pushed it towards the stand, "Is it okay to listen? I'll tell you to get out!"

A hand, like a pincer, grasped his wrist stretched toward the brace.

"Who are you?" The man turned his head dissatisfied, and saw a pair of cold and suppressed furious eyes.

Jiang Feng: "I! Yes! You! Dad!"