Need for a Guard

Shi Yue seldom showed his arrogant and domineering side in such a high-profile manner, although he never lacked fierceness and determination in his bones. .

Casual domineering side leakage, he thinks it is a manifestation of brain damage and childishness!

But what is ironic is that the only way to deal with a brain-dead person is to use the brain-dead method. Is this the legendary profound philosophy of "returning the other's depth with its own way"?

Shi Yue looked at Zeng Tong's distorted and flushed face coldly, and knew very well in his heart: as long as he overturns Zeng Tong's mountain, all doubts will be completely wiped out in an instant!

Zeng Tong hated Shi Yue's wild behavior deeply, it was a serious trample on his own dignity, it was a great insult to Zhuangyuan Lang!

But at the same time, there was a faint feeling of joy in my heart.

Zeng Tong had no doubt that Shi Yue had profound strength in terms of literary talent and knowledge, and he never doubted that there was any hypocrisy in his title of Young Master Nongyue.

However, as a scholar with extensive knowledge and strong knowledge, he deeply knows that no matter how good his knowledge is, it may not be a blockbuster.

No matter how good your knowledge is, you may not be able to make the most perfect masterpiece when you need it most!

Even if you are as strong as yourself, if you want to make a good wine poem, after careful consideration, the chance of success will be surprisingly high.

However, a masterpiece is not a masterpiece, nor is it a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation. There is an insurmountable gap between it and the poems passed down through the ages.

This gap requires 'flying' to break through.

So how can we 'fly'?Then it takes strength, luck, and inspiration, and the combination of the three is the possibility of 'flying'. .

But it is only possible, and the chances of success are very slim.

This also explains why there are only a small number of excellent works handed down from generation to generation after the Chinese culture has thrived for thousands of years.

These principles are better than anyone else's, so when Zeng Tong got it by chance and produced a masterpiece that is very likely to be handed down to the world, he will naturally be complacent, defiant, and show a complacent attitude of a villain.

And he knew even more that even if Shi Yue had a brilliant halo above his head, he might not be able to create a masterpiece handed down in an instant!

Unless his inspiration, luck, and strength happen to reach a mysterious level, there is only a slight hope of success!

But...is this possible?

With a perverse smile on his face, Zeng Tong squinted his eyes and questioned Shi Yue: "Shi Baihu, do you keep your word? If your poems are really inferior to mine, will you withdraw from the competition?"

Shi Yue said loudly: "Young Master Yue, how could you lie? These thousands of talents have heard the truth! But if I win, Mr. Zeng has to promise me one thing, no...forget it, Zeng The young master has no hair on his mouth, and he can't do things firmly. Even if he promises me something, he won't keep it. I'm too lazy to say it, otherwise..."

Shi Yue suddenly turned his head to look at Meng Chen, and said with a sneer, "Young Master Meng, you and Zeng Tong are so close to each other, why don't you make the bet on Zeng Tong's behalf, okay? Hehe... This is a test of how strong your relationship is. , The moment of sacred friendship depends on whether you dare to promise."

He knew that Zeng Tong was an elm lump, and besides reciting poems and composing Fu, his other scheming was very dull!

And all the moths were thought up by Meng Chen, if he didn't take the opportunity to tease him, how could he make himself feel at ease?

Meng Chen looked at the strangeness hidden in Shi Yue's smile, and said hesitantly, "You...what do you want to bet?"

Shi Yue said: "In your eyes, I'm just a soldier, this bet is naturally very rude, but although it is rude, it's not difficult, as long as you have a thick skin!"

"Mr. Meng, listen carefully. As long as my poems are better than Zeng Tong's and are recognized by everyone, you, Meng Chen, will be punished instead of Mr. Zeng. In front of all the talents, you will run around the hall three times with your butt naked. , how, do you dare to promise?"

All the talents burst out laughing, and the well-behaved sisters in the Charming Pavilion also covered their mouths and laughed coquettishly.

Hong Xing, Bai Su, and Li Xianyu were all ashamed of Shi Yue's "bold and unrestrained words", their cheeks were flushed and cute, and their watery eyes were full of resentment.

You Lan was the only one who didn't take it seriously, clapped her silky little hands violently, and sang: "White butt, white and white, take the cane and whip it up, pop! Pop! Pump up..."

When all the talents heard You Lan's little song, they couldn't help but tremble in fear: Is this woman a sadist?But dare not provoke.

Little Lolita giggled coquettishly, leaned close to Shi Yue's ear, and whispered, "Big brother, why do you like to look at other people's butts so much? Women want to look at it, and men want to look at it too. I really can't stand you."

"What? You... how can you be so rude?"

Meng Chen blushed, as if he didn't dare to imagine that Shi Yue, with such a distinguished status, dared to say such nasty words on the surface.

Chen Xiaojiu snorted coldly: "Although the conditions are a bit rough, they are much more open and aboveboard than some villains secretly instigating right and wrong, Mr. Meng, don't you think so?"

Looking at Meng Chen's distorted face, he narrowly said: "Let's talk about Mr. Meng, what's wrong with your bare butt? Did you wear clothes when you were born? This is an excellent opportunity to return to nature and your heart! Mr. Meng You actually said it was rude? Bah... I think you don’t understand sentiment! It’s terrible to be uneducated!”

Meng Chen didn't know what to do when he thought that Shi Yue was so sharp-tongued and was pushed there by Shi Yue!

Although he knew that Shi Yue's hope of winning Zeng Tong was extremely slim under such an extreme disadvantage, he was always worried that this was Shi Yue's intentional trick for him to get himself into it.

Thinking of running around the hall three times with bare buttocks in front of all the talents in broad daylight, Meng Chen felt creepy and didn't have the courage to try it!

Shi Yue made a plan, and ran Zeng Tong and Meng Chen there - it can also be seen that the two are only allies in terms of interests, how can they have the great feeling of stabbing brothers in both sides?

Hehe... Is this a small scheming plan?

Seeing Meng Chen's fat and flushed face, Shi Yue continued to sarcastically say to Zeng Tong: "Mr. Zeng, look, Mr. Meng is not willing to help you like that at all! Is it because of your relationship?" Is it not close enough? Or is it because he has no confidence in you at all, subconsciously thinking that you will lose the game? Or, both reasons exist?"

Hearing the words, Zeng Tong and Zeng Shan looked at Meng Chen with hesitation in their eyes, and kept beating drums in their hearts: Could it be that our father and son are being used by Meng Chen?He is an authentic businessman in his bones!

Meng Chen finally realized how powerful Shi Yue was!I thought I was insidious and cunning, and nobody could beat me, but I didn't expect Shi Yue, a soldier ruffian, to be even more superior in his insidious tricks to sow discord!

He couldn't let himself lose the trust of Zeng Shan and Zeng Tong, carefully weighed the pros and cons in his heart, and still felt that Zeng Tong's poem was very powerful, no matter what, he should defeat Shi Yue completely.

When it is interrupted, it will suffer from chaos!

Meng Chen clenched his fists, stepped forward, faced Shi Yue directly, his eyes showed a ruthless and decisive cold light, and said word by word: "I... promise you!"