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Ni Qingling heard the speech and shook her head with a bitter smile: "I don't know. I don't know more about Sikong fan than you do."

"Ah? How could that be possible? Don't you know each other? You still have his photo in your mobile phone. I saw it last time you looked it up! " Chen Xiangxiang is a little inconceivable. Ni Qingling doesn't know Sikong Banyu? Does she not know the identity of Sikong Banyu?

Ni Qingling sighed and nodded: "I know Sikong fan, but it's only limited to understanding. He was my high school classmate before. At that time, he was still stupid, like a little fool, which was ignored by people. I didn't expect to see him for several years. It's really things that are not human beings. Who can think of it..."

She doesn't know how to go on. She can get to know the boss of fenghuamen, and she can get millions of people at once. She is not able to speculate on her existence. How can she understand her share?

"Same as classmate? You and he are classmates? " Chen Xiangxiang swallowed her mouth and her eyes were wide open. The news was so strong. Who is this Sikong semi language? That's the legendary god of Commerce. Although few people know his identity now, I'm afraid that once it comes out, I'm afraid that he will follow one person to the heaven! Moreover, it seems that the relationship between Sikong Banyu and Ni Qingling is very good. Chen Xiangxiang decides in his heart that even if Sikong Banyu doesn't care about himself, he wants to have a good relationship with Ni Qingling. This is an incomparable interpersonal resource!

"I'm curious about your reasons." Sikong Banyu and Chen Wenxian looked at each other for a long time. He could see that Chen Wenxian's determination seemed to have something difficult to say. In his eyes, Sikong Banyu saw a kind of prayer, praying for Sikong Banyu to complete a seemingly unreasonable thing with him. But what is the question? Sikong didn't understand half of the language.

Chen asked Xian but shook his head: "maybe you can see it later, but now I can't tell you." Finish the rest of the corner of his eyes, intentionally or unintentionally glanced at all the people who were staring at them two.

Do you have any scruples? Sikong Banyu understood the meaning of Chen Wenxian. It seems that Chen Wenxian has an unknown relationship with the Huaxia Normal University!

"How do you want to compete?" Sikong took a deep breath and asked directly. Although he didn't know what Chen Wenxian wanted, Chen Wenxian could bring him a lot of things, and the waste of time was not worth it.

Hearing Sikong's words, Chen Wenxian showed a relieved expression. His eyes turned aside and finally fell on Ni Qingling. He said with a smile, "would you please take the things from the statue before you go to the fourth statue?"

Ni Qingling is at a loss when she hears the speech. Her eyes turn to Sikong Banyu, revealing the color of inquiry. Sikong half language skimmed the desk, which was the four treasures of the study, and nodded gently.

Ni Qingling saw this and bit her teeth. She went out of the crowd and came to the fourth table. She took the four treasures of the study and put them on the table in front of them.

There was no one to say a word. They all looked at the three people in the middle. Chen Wenxian was so powerful that they had learned from it. Since this young man could be admired by Chen Wenxian, he must not be an ordinary person. The two people want to have a literary fight, which is a great event that can be met but can not be asked for, just like the battle between two peerless masters Willing to miss, but now no one can understand what they want to test.

After placing the four treasures of the study, Ni Qingling intended to leave, but as soon as she was about to leave, she saw her mentor Professor Lin shaking his head at her, indicating that she would stay. Because every literati's writing, there will be no less paper laying and ink sharpening people around. At present, many people here hope to be themselves. After all, it is a rare opportunity to watch the birth of two literary masters from such a close distance.

But now, only Ni Qingling has this opportunity, but Ni Qingling seems not to have grasped it.

Ni Qingling looks at her tutor in amazement. She looks at Sikong Banyu and Chen Wenxian. She looks a little red and nervous. Finally, she bites her teeth and stands on the side of the desk and does not choose to leave.

"It's said that the spirit of your Sikong alliance leader is like a demon and he is rich in learning. No one in the world can catch up with him. Even the stream of clouds and scattered rain can only hope for your existence. Chen knows that he is inferior to you, but he has a rare opportunity. He is like a swordsman who meets a peerless sword cultivator. Even if he dies under the sword of the other side, he will never regret his death. "

"Today, Chen is out of his power to compare his poems with you. Improvise, write a poem, no title and requirements, just for what you need and think. How about it? "

After Chen Wenxian finished, he raised his eyes and looked at Sikong Banyu and continued: "who is the master and who is the guest?"

Sikong half language took a deep breath: "you already have the answer already?"

Chen asked Xian to smell the speech, and gave a meaningful look at Sikong Banyu and said: "I've heard that your half language is observant, intelligent and transcendent. Today, I see that you are worthy of your reputation. Actually, in a short period of time, he has already considered so many things. Chen admires him. Now Chen is looking forward to your great work. What kind of elegant demeanor is it It's jade. "After that, Chen asked Xian to pick up the brush, and Sikong half language saw it. He turned to Ni Qingling and said, "spread Xuan paper and ink for him."

"Oh, oh..." Ni xuanmo goes and spreads out the paper.

All the people were looking at Chen Wenxian, who was very keen on writing. They wanted to see what kind of things would be written by the experts who could defeat so many teachers and students in Huaxia Normal University. And Sikong Banyu, is self-care to mention the wine pot on the table, alone poured a glass of wine, leisurely taste.

For the students and teachers here, Chen Wenxian is like an adult facing a child. After all, his age is there. But between Sikong Banyu and Chen Wenxian, Chen Wenxian is like a child again. Chen asked xianman to calculate everything, which is no more than a thousand years of Daoism, but Sikong Banyu has been practicing Taoism for nearly ten thousand years. So what Chen asked Xian to write and what level he did not care much about. What he cared about was that the answers to some things he wanted to know were hidden in his poems.

A little later, Chen Wenxian took a deep breath, picked up his brush and dipped it in ink on the inkstone. Then he began to write like a stream of water. His action was so natural and elegant that it made people's minds unconsciously overlap with the figures of writers in those stories.

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