Xiao Heng bought two flavors of dried meat, one was spicy and the other was honey and sesame. In addition, he also bought a bag of vegetarian dried meat made of tofu for Xiao Jingkong.
He found Gu Jiao in front of the lantern riddle guessing booth and handed her two boxes of dried meat.
Gu Jiao first tasted a piece of spicy, sweet and spicy with a little bit of numbness, and the taste was very rich.
"You can also taste a piece." Gu Jiao handed the box to Xiao Heng.
In order to make it easier for Gu Jiao to eat, Xiao Heng brought all the lanterns in Gu Jiao's hand.
Xiao Heng raised the lantern in his hand, indicating that Gu Jiao had no hands.
As a result, Gu Jiao took a piece of dried meat and fed it directly into his mouth.
Xiao Heng ate it with a smile.
"Is it delicious?" Gu Jiao asked.
"Delicious," he said, looking at him deeply.
Mu Qingchen's eyes hurt, and her heart was extremely irritable.
There seemed to be a strange atmosphere between the two, as if no one could intervene.
Xiao Heng bought a lot, and a few people in Muchan also tasted the dried meat.
The three of them have a good sense of Xiao Heng, they can write essays, they are talented, they are generous, they can advance and retreat, and they can talk very well. They are people who can make friends.
Muchan hugged a box of dried meat and asked while eating, "Master Long, which academy did you study in? Did your academy participate in the kicking competition?"
Although Xiao Heng was wearing a mask, his eyes and voice were very young, and he was so talented that Muchan judged that he was a student.
Xiao Heng said, "I didn't study in the academy."
Muchuan sighed: "it's a pity, I still want to invite you to watch the juju competition."
Yuan Xiao said: "You can watch it even if you are not a student of the academy. Master Long, come over tomorrow if you are free."
Xiao Heng nodded with a smile: "Okay."
Mu Qingchen glanced at a few people coldly, and said, "I know there is a juju competition, it's getting late, it's time to go back."
Muchuan begged: "Don't fourth brother, play a little longer, I haven't won enough lanterns yet."
Mu Qingchen said coldly, "You have given away all the lanterns you won, so what's the point of winning again?"
Muchuan curled his lips, still wanting to struggle for a while, but Master Wu came over.
The next few people are completely out of play, and they can only be taken back to the inn by Master Wu.
Master Wu stared at him with fiery eyes, Gu Jiao and Xiao Heng were unable to part with affection, they separated as if nothing had happened.
After returning to the inn, Gu Jiao pushed open the door of her room, and Mu Qingchen suddenly asked, "Did you two really know each other the first day?"
Gu Jiao said without changing her face, "Yes."
Mu Qingchen hesitated to speak, then thought about it, even if the two were old acquaintances, they didn't seem to be doing their own business.
"Go back to sleep." He said lightly and stepped into the room.
Gu Jiao put two lanterns on the bedside, washed and rested.
The next day, the group had breakfast and headed to Lingbo Academy under the leadership of Master Wu.
As usual, Master Wu drew lots in the attic.
He came to the wing of Tianqiong Academy with a solemn face.
Muchuan asked, "Master Wu, which academy are we fighting against? Lingbo Academy or Canaan Academy?"
At this point, only their three academies were left.
Unexpectedly, Master Wu shook his head and said, "Neither."
Everyone was surprised.
Muchan was stunned and said, "all, neither? How could it be?"
Master Wu said solemnly, "It's Shaolin Academy."
Gu Jiao understood that Shaolin Academy did not participate in the previous competition, it was airborne. The reason was that Songshan Academy and Zizhu Academy had a fight and were both sent out of the competition, so there was one more place for promotion.
As for why it was not selected from the eliminated team, but directly airborne, you have to ask the organizer.
Gu Jiao asked, "Are the other academies okay?"
Master Wu said, "The academies that have been eliminated have no opinion. Probably they were all defeated under the Shaolin Academy."
The Shaolin Academy was the leader last year. This year, when he learned that they didn't participate, Master Wu was relieved, even if he knew what to do.
"Why did we meet each other? It's the first game." Master Wu's morale plummeted.
"Are all the students of Shaolin Academy monks?" Yuan Xiao asked curiously.
Master Wu shook his head: "No, there are monks, lay disciples, and ordinary people."
Yuan Xiao said again: "Are there ordinary people among the people who come to kick Juju?"
Master Wu shook his head again: "No, they are all first-class monks."
Yuan Xiao: "..."
Everyone: "… "
Tianqiong Academy was the first game, and after the draw was drawn, they began to prepare for the game.
On the other side, the spectators also entered the field one after another.
Xiao Heng sat in his exclusive stand, with the three classmates still beside him, and the maids of the Duke of Ming were carefully entertaining them.
Ming Jun Wang also came today, but, like the first time, he did not appear in the stands, but in the wing room on the highest floor of the attic.
The field of vision here is wide, and you can see the whole batting field, but the people in the batting field can hardly see them.
There was another person sitting beside Ming Jun Wang.
"Cousin, use tea." The Duke of Ming Jun said politely.
Han Shizi picked up the teacup and took a light sip.
Han Shizi was the most outstanding descendant of the Han family, and the Duke of Ming Dynasty did not dare to treat him like Han Che.
The Duke of Ming was extremely polite, and even had a hint of reverence: "Cousin, why did you think of coming to the kicking competition today?"
"Just take a look." Han Shizi said.
Having said that, he has been searching for the figure of Tianqiong Academy from the very beginning. He doesn't know the lottery situation in the attic lobby, so he can't tell which game Tianqiong Academy is in.
Instead, he saw Dean Cen in the stands and several students of Tianqiong Academy, one of whom was still in a wheelchair.
Speaking of wheelchairs, he swept his eyes and caught a glimpse of the group of Guo Gongfu who were entering the venue.
He looked at the man in Chinese clothes who came out from the back of the crowd: "That's Second Master Jing."
The Duke of Ming Jun followed his gaze and said, "Exactly."
Second Master Jing took a few steps forward, and someone blocked him just now. Han Shizi didn't see it clearly. When he was away from the crowd, he realized that Second Master Jing was pushing a wheelchair.
He asked inquisitively, "Is Duke Ang sitting in the wheelchair?"
"That's right, it's him." Duke Ming replied.
"He really woke up." Han Shizi heard some rumors, but didn't really believe it until he saw it with his own eyes.
Ming Jun Wang sneered: "It's been a few days since I woke up. I heard that it was the disciple of Chen Guoluo who woke him up, but he still can't speak or write, and in my opinion, it's nothing like the living dead. the difference."
Han Shizi's target was not An Guogong, and he quickly looked away.
On the kicking field, people from Tianqiong Academy appeared.
Mu Qingchen was still in the spotlight, shouting and screaming everywhere he went.
However, Han Shizi didn't even look at him.
His gaze fell on the young man behind Mu Qingchen.
After such a long distance, it stands to reason that he couldn't see the iconic birthmark, but for some reason, as soon as the other party came out, he was sure that the arrogant lower country boy Han Che was talking about was him.
The young man rode on a horse, with a valiant appearance, and there was a sense of recklessness and unruly all over his body.
The Duke of Ming Jun said, "Cousin, why did His Majesty suddenly hold a big birthday banquet? Isn't he very taboo on this day?"
This day is not only the birthday of the monarch, but also the birthday of the princess. At the same time, it is also the day when the princess was deposed as a commoner.
Think bad luck.
Han Shizi stared at Gu Jiao for a moment, and said casually, "That is no longer taboo."
No longer taboo may be forgiveness, but it may also be forgetting.
The Prince of Ming County pondered what Han Shizi said, and the people from Shaolin Academy came on stage, and there were bursts of breathless voices on the scene. Obviously, they were also very surprised, and expressed deep sympathy for the experience of Tianqiong Academy.
"Tianqiong Academy is actually facing Shaolin Academy, isn't this a no-show?"
"Shaolin Academy was the No. 1 place last year. Even the royal family's kicking team has beaten it. Tianqiong Academy is not their opponent!"
"It's such a pity. I didn't want Tianqiong Academy to lose. I still want to watch a few more games, but it's impossible not to lose now."
"It's really unfortunate, three academies, why did Tianqiong Academy meet Shaolin Academy?"
…
Tianqiong Academy will play Mu Qingchen, Gu Jiao, Muchuan and Zhao Wei, and Yuan Xiao will play in the second quarter.
They rode all the way, and those discussions were naturally heard.
Muchuan whispered to Gu Jiao: "don't listen to their nonsense, we will definitely win!"
The monks of Shaolin Academy came over on horseback and lined up in front of Tianqiong Academy.
Wearing monk robes, they are burly, majestic and ferocious, reminiscent of the Buddha statues in the temple.
Not easy to deal with at first sight.
Mu Qingchen had never shown a dignified expression in any previous game, but this time, even he was not optimistic.
Shaolin Academy has never been defeated, no one can beat them.
(End of this chapter)