Mr. Yun Ping is famous, and he has already gained a lot of fans, and Zhao Ziheng, who is good at eating, drinking, and having fun, is one of them.
He signed up in a daze, and when he figured out the competition item, he was dumbfounded.
The men of the Cao Gang are all looking for a living on the water. The competition is designed for all kinds of work on the boat, such as climbing the mast, fishing in the river, two-person boating competition, weight-bearing climbing competition and so on.
Long-distance voyages are boring. This set of events is all familiar to the brothers on board. Everyone took the number plates and dispersed to prepare for the event.
Bai Shiqi arranged Zhao Wu Jiu to sit next to Qiu Yunping, and also let the handyman serve him with melon seeds, snacks and tea.
Zhao Ziheng came to complain after he figured out the competition items: "Seventeen, is there something wrong with the person who set the competition? Still climbing the mast, do you think I'm a monkey?"
Bai Shiqi: "…"
Qiu Yunping had an expression of "you're putting things on the line" and reminded him gloatingly: "My son, the races on the boat are all set by the master of my family."
Zhao Ziheng got stuck: "No... I said Seventeen, you have nothing to do with these strange events. Isn't the general arena not about archery, horseback riding, chess, calligraphy and painting?" He is still very good at chess, calligraphy and painting or writing a few sweet poems.
Bai Shiqi: "Master, do you let a bunch of cadres who don't even know a few big characters compete with you on piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?"
Zhao Ziheng: "..."
Zhao Wu Jiu has already read through the tournament regulations written on the platform, it is a handwritten booklet, not only the project is complete, but also the rules are clear, the rewards and punishments are clearly defined, the handwriting is sparse and unruly, and it can penetrate the back of the paper.
"The competition setting is very reasonable." Zhao Wu Jiu leads the army all the year round. He is no better than Zhao Ziheng when he sees problems. He only stays on the surface, like an examiner who issues the questions. He can see through the test points of the project competition at a glance. The professional level of the ship's water workers.
"You really set up all the events?" He was skeptical—he was such a slick boy who could hang out with his unreliable cousin, and was such a slick kid
Bai Shiqi didn't care about his doubts: "Everyone is boring, it's just for fun, cousin doesn't have to take it seriously."
Qiu Yunping, however, admired Bai Shiqi very much, proving her ability: "My family's young gang leader is both civil and military, and he wrote this booklet himself." He also explained: "Cao workers usually seek a living on the water, except for their work. Gathering people to drink and gamble for money, the first year that the gang leader escorted the grain alone, I saw that the discipline of the boat workers was loose, and some of them lost a little money when they went out of the boat, and they didn’t even have the money to buy food for their wives and children when they went home. The event attracted everyone's attention and cut off their idea of gathering money to gamble. If they were good at it, they could win a lot of money. This has been held for several years, and there is still a fake? "
Zhao Wu Jiu rarely praised her: "I really didn't see it, but the leader of Young Master Bai is a talented person."
Bai Shiqi was flattered: "I heard it right? My cousin actually praised me?" Shamelessly leaned over: "Would you like to praise me a few more words? It's very useful."
If Zhao Ziheng complimented her, it would be an unintentional compliment, but Zhao Wu Jiu is a person who cherishes words like gold and has a straight temperament, how rare is it to be praised by him? !
Zhao Wu Jiu really wanted to slap her face, but facing her bright smile, a mouth of white teeth that was about to be blinded under the sun, the mean words in his stomach actually turned around and swallowed back, arrogant. said: "The words are not bad."
Bai Shiqi clenched his big hand excitedly and shook it twice, his eyes lit up: "Bosom friend! My cousin is my bosom friend! When you see my father back, you must tell him this. He scolds me for writing like a ghost all the year round!"
Bai Zhenting hadn't read for a few days since he was a child. In his cognition, the calligraphy should be square and upright. For this reason, Bai was beaten by his father with a stick when he was seventeen.
Zhao Wu Jiu: "...it's better than the ghost painting talisman!"
Bai Shiqi quickly slumped, let go of his hand, the smile no longer existed, and could not hurt the hearts of the disabled, so he turned to his cousin to vent his anger: "Ziheng, if you even have the brothers on my boat, If you can’t compare, then admit defeat as soon as possible!”
Zhao Ziheng doesn't lose without losing. Although he's a little worried about the competition, he can't admit defeat before he plays: "It's not even starting to compete, it's not certain who will lose!"
The corners of Zhao Wu Jiu's lips curved slightly, and he couldn't help showing a little smile.
Shu Changfeng watched six roads and listened to all directions. Although he also took advantage of the excitement to sign up for the competition, he still shouldered the safety of his master. He stole a few steps away and saw the smile on the corner of his master's lips, and couldn't help being stunned.
—Since he lost consciousness in his legs, how could he have seen His Royal Highness Zhou Wang show a little joy
The master of Young Master Bo is really serious. Not only is he very thick-skinned, he dares to push his master out for a walk outside, and he can even make the master laugh.
Shu Changfeng made up his mind to rely on Bai Shiqi, not for anything else, but for His Highness King Zhou's smile.
The competition officially started, and the first item was climbing the mast, which Zhao Ziheng hated deeply.
The boat they boarded was the largest boat in Jiangsu Caobang, with three floors and five masts, nearly 80 feet high. Each group of five people participated in the competition, and the knockout system was adopted.
Unfortunately, Zhao Ziheng won the first round. The other four were all boat workers, some tall and some black and thin. Everyone took their place. Guan Bo held the gong and knocked it down, and at the same time, he raised his voice: "Begin. —" The five men standing under the mast started simultaneously.
The other four water workers all climbed up holding the mast, and the thinnest young man scurried up, with a nimble posture, really like a monkey, but Zhao Ziheng, on the other hand, was holding the mast in his arms. Go, the body just vacated, it slid down.
He didn't give up, he hugged the mast and ran again, his feet just two feet off the ground, and slid down again.
Bai Shiqi thumped the table and laughed, mocking his good brother unceremoniously, shouting at his throat, "Ziheng, haven't you eaten yet? Or is there a weight on your butt?"
Many workers on the boat were all laughing and laughing, even Zhao Wu Jiu smiled when he saw his unfortunate appearance, and wanted to beat the cypress seventeen—what does it mean when a weight fell under his butt
Zhao Ziheng's handsome face was flushed, and he looked up and found that the strongest worker in the same game was slowly climbing a person's height. He immediately clenched his teeth and tried to hold on to the mast, holding on to the mast slowly. He climbed up, and finally he was half a person tall from the ground. He was so proud of himself that he wanted to brag to Bai Shiqi. He was relieved when he opened his mouth, slipped down, and landed on the deck.
Bai Shiqi smiled earth-shatteringly and almost lost his temper: "Ziheng, can you do it?"
Zhao Ziheng almost cried!
- Men are most afraid of being questioned by others!
Holding the mast, he tried desperately to crawl, but his hands and feet were clumsy, and he couldn't reach the level of Xiaocao's body as light as a swallow. The bear that attracted the audience burst into laughter, and they were all amused by his actions. Among them, Bai Shiqi was the one who was the most disrespectful of manners.
"Ziheng, you really should let the little girls in Kyoto and Suzhou who are chasing you come to watch your heroic appearance." She shouted while wiping the tears from her laughter.
Zhao Wu Jiu couldn't help laughing, he couldn't bear to look directly at his cousin's embarrassment. Looking at the rules of the competition, he just felt that the settings of each competition were very complete, but after the start of the competition, he realized that it was still very tricky, such as the first one, then The skinny monkey-like little canal worker is already climbing to the top of the mast, but the other three canal workers are struggling to climb.
Some cao workers commented: "Qin Liu'er usually looks sullen and silent, but I didn't expect to climb the mast so fast, it's like the reincarnation of a monkey."
Another Cao Gong said: "I didn't expect that he only got on the ship this year, maybe he will be able to get the first prize, and when he wins the bonus, he will go home and ask for a wife."
"I don't know who is faster than the young gang master?"
"Why don't you go back and find the little gang leader to compare with him?"
"… "
Zhao Wu Jiu was sitting next to the number stand, with the workers behind him, these men laughed in the same way as the earth-shattering Bai Shiqi, and they didn't hold back when they talked, their voice was so loud, it made him listen .
Thoughtful, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Bai Shiqi, but when he saw the young man's side face like jade, he laughed wildly, his radiance was flying, he noticed his gaze, and turned to look at him with a smile on his face. I mean, I'm heartless when I'm happy, and it seems that I've long forgotten the unpleasantness that he had teased before.
Zhao Wu Jiu opened his mouth involuntarily, "You can climb the mast?"
In the past, he wouldn't have any interest in chatting with others about such trivial matters, but amid the roar of laughter and noise, there were boiling crowds everywhere, and the sound of cheering and booing filled his ears, and he had been tense for a long time. His nerves relaxed unconsciously.
Bai Shiqi probably didn't expect him to be curious about this matter, so he laughed loudly: "The main reason is that my father and godson are very predictable. His old man was too strict with me when he was a child. Escape for your life, and when you grow up, it is not a problem to climb the mast on a boat."
Zhao Wu Jiu didn't expect to hear such an answer, he burst out laughing: "Ling Zun... Godson is really ingenious."
Having been with him for several days, Bai Shiqi has never seen such a cheerful smile, which is as dazzling as the clear breeze and the moon, and couldn't help but stay: "Cousin is very handsome when he smiles, he should smile more, It's also easier to get a wife."
Zhao Wu Jiu suddenly had a deep understanding of the unique way of teaching a son of the old gang leader Bai - the stinky boy should be beaten a few more times, otherwise he will not be able to speak human words properly.
Seeing that Zhao Wu Jiu's face was not good, Bai Shiqi was very concerned: "Cousin, but this place is too noisy?"
Zhao Wu Jiu: Besides you, is there anyone else who laughs louder than you
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