Chapter 4 Chapter 4 Who is willing to be with Yangchun in Baba

"The Wei family has a scholarly family, how can we be with them." Said this sentence lightly, full of arrogance, Luo Zhongxia, Yan Zheng and Er Zhuzi couldn't help but cast their eyes on the boy together.He seemed to be in his early twenties, with delicate features but sharp edges. He liked to lift his pointed chin slightly when he spoke, which made his height of 1.8 meters even more condescending and oppressive.The most eye-catching thing is that the boy's two willow eyebrows are silvery white, which looks like an ice blue texture with his fair face. Luo Zhongxia hadn't recovered from the blow just now, so he was a little slow.Yan Zheng stared at the young man without knowing it, and asked with great interest: "This white-browed boy, are you also from the Wei family?"

The young man "hummed" as an answer, and then turned his gaze to the second pillar. Er Zhuzi stood up from his seat, and was very excited to pat him on the shoulder, but was stopped by cold eyes, so he had to retract halfway, rubbing his hands and saying happily: "Brother Rongyu, you are here." "Well, here we come, unexpectedly he is an illiterate." Rong Yu glanced at Luo Zhongxia, whose eyes were still slack, with contempt in his eyes. Yan Zheng next to him was dissatisfied: "Hey, Zhong Xia is a college student! He knows a lot of Chinese characters, and he can count from one to one hundred."

Only then did Rong Yu notice his existence: "Are you the thrush pen official?" Yan Zheng said with sarcasm: "Yes, my name is Yan Zheng, Yan Shiyan adds a book page, and Zheng adds an anti-wen Zheng, can you write?" Rong Yu lowered his chin slightly, and said calmly, "I heard that you once defeated the five-color pen." Yan Zheng didn't expect him to know about this, he tilted his head back and said with some complacency, "Ahaha, it's a fluke." Rong Yu shook his head, "The five-color pen is actually defeated by a layman, what a waste of money."

Yan Zheng really didn't know whether he was complimenting or mocking, so he turned to Erzhuzi helplessly and whispered, "What is this guy's background?" Erzhuzi replied with some reverence: "His name is Wei Rongyu. Brother Rongyu is the best genius of our generation. He has already mastered the pen at the age of 20. He has always been our role model. He is also sent out. The search for Qin Yi is relatively close to us, so Uncle Peter asked him to join us in Jinan, and we will go all the way. With him, there is no need to worry about danger.” Yan Zheng glanced at the silent Luo Zhongxia, and said to Rong Yu, "What did you do to him just now? Use your pen spirit."

"Nothing to do with you." "You want to test his knowledge?" Rong Yu pinched her well-shaped nose, sneered, but did not answer. Yan Zheng flipped through the "Complete Works of Li Taibai" on the small table, and said to the cold young man, "This guy's Chinese studies are average, but he has been working hard." Rong Yu raised his hand slightly, and interrupted Yan Zheng's words unceremoniously: "I'm sorry, I'm just here to protect Qinglian Pen, I'm not interested in other things." "Don't you know that I killed the five-color pen..." Yan Zheng shrugged, he didn't like this guy's elite face.

At this time, Er Zhuzi wiped the seat with his sleeve, and respectfully said to Rong Yu: "Brother Rong Yu, you can sit here, I can just stand." Rong Yu turned over the collar of his snow-white shirt, and instead of sitting down, he turned sideways to get out of the way, and said to his back, "Come and sit." Yan Zheng wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth and stood there dumbfounded: It turned out that the person behind Rong Yu was a beautiful girl wearing a baseball cap. Because of her thin body, no one paid attention to her just now. The girl plopped down on the seat, took off her baseball cap and put it on the table, combed her short hair with her hands, and said a warm greeting to the other side: "Hello!"

"This beautiful lady, what's your name?" Yan Zhengtian is the same as Jia Baoyu. He feels refreshed when he sees a woman. The thrush pen spirit in his body is also called the friend of women in the pen spirit. In the front, the morale is naturally boosted. "Rongran, you can call me Ranran." The girl grinned, revealing a row of neat white teeth, the sun was shining brightly.Yan Zheng leaned forward, leaning his elbows on the narrow table, he noticed that her eyebrows were also white. "My name is Yan Zheng. Yan is the face of "I can't resist your face", and Zheng is the face of "Irresistible to your face"."

"Haha, what a unique self-introduction!" "Of course, fortune tellers have always said that I have the fortune to meet beautiful women." Ran Ran giggled, and at the same time tilted her head and turned her ears to the side, as if listening to something.Yan Zheng was very satisfied with the effect of his porcelain setting. He adjusted his posture and planned to make another attack.But when he met the little girl's eyes, he suddenly felt that she was not in harmony. "What's the matter? Why didn't you speak all of a sudden?" Ran Ran tilted her head and asked, then patted herself on the face as if realizing something, "Oh, you found out, right?"

"What did you find?" Yan Zheng squeezed his chin, thinking to himself how to deal with it.Ran Ran chuckled and pointed to her eyes.It was only then that Yan Zheng realized that the girl's eyes were not clear, but rather dull, and the pupils seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist.Just now, her eyes have been wandering across the opposite side without any focus, and they have not been accurately projected on Yan Zheng - no wonder there is such a sense of incongruity. "I was born blind, and these two are fake eyes." Ran Ran touched her face easily, as if she was saying something that was not a big deal.

Yan Zheng let out an "uh" and didn't know whether to comfort him or continue to strike up a conversation.Seeing that he fell into silence, Ranran suddenly stretched his face forward, supported the socket of his right eye with his left hand, and made a gesture with his right hand to pull out the eyeball. "Don't you believe it? Then I'll show you... Aww——" The girl's voice suddenly became low, like a ghost, her eyes gradually loosened in their sockets, causing Yan Zheng to lean back involuntarily, waving her hands again and again Say no, no, no. "Of course, don't mess around!" Rong Yu shouted impatiently from the side.

Ran ran stuck out her tongue, and returned to the image of the sunshine girl, and said to Rong Yu: "Brother, I can tell that they are not in danger." Yan Zheng wanted to say something, but Rong Yu stretched out his hand to block him, "I'm sorry, please stay away from my sister." Yan Zheng glanced at him and said leisurely, "Have you heard the story of the Lotus Lantern?" Rong Yu stared at him, her two white eyebrows frowned. "This story tells us that if an older brother interferes with his younger sister too much, he will always become a villain." "..." Rong Yu had probably never met such a guy before, Yan Zheng enjoyed his expression very much. At this moment, Ran Ran wondered: "Hey, brother Yan Zheng, is there someone beside you? I heard breathing, why didn't he speak?" Her face turned to Luo Zhongxia's direction. Luo Zhongxia finally recovered his sanity at this time, he closed the opened "Complete Works of Li Taibai" and put it back in his bag, and nodded slightly. Yan Zheng poked him, "Hey, I can't see you, why are you nodding your head?" Ran Ran suddenly clapped her hands happily and said, "Oh, you are that Luo Zhongxia, right?" "Yes." Luo Zhongxia replied dryly. "Oh, Qinglian's posthumous pen is with you, right?" Ran Ran moved her hands forward curiously, trying to confirm his position, "You are a famous person now, but my brother keeps talking about it." "Wei Rongran!" Rong Yu suddenly flew into a rage, and pulled Ranran up from the seat and pulled her to her side.Ran Ran was frightened, she pursed her lips tightly and lowered her head without saying a word. Luo Zhongxia couldn't stand it anymore, he stood up abruptly, frowned and said, "Brother Baimei, you are too disharmonious." "This is my family business, so I don't need to be an illiterate person." Rong Yu said coldly. Clay figurines also have an earthy nature. Luo Zhongxia is a flesh man, but his personality is not so fleshy.Hearing this, he overwhelmed his timid state of mind with all his confusion, and couldn't help but reply coldly: "I'm illiterate! It's a pity that Qinglian's posthumous pen is here! If you are capable enough, you can come and get it!" " This sentence was like a red-hot iron hook, directly piercing Rong Yu's nerves.A rush of blood surged up from his whole body, his two white eyebrows twitched slightly, his stern face began to crack, and a look of murderous intent, resentment, jealousy and anger flashed in his eyes. Luo Zhongxia and Yan Zheng couldn't help raising their spirits for a moment, guarding against this guy's violent attack. Rong Yu quickly controlled herself, and her emotions were fleeting.He snorted coldly, but didn't say anything after all, he pulled Ranran and turned around to leave.After walking a few steps, he stopped without turning his head, and said to Er Zhuzi who was at a loss: "We are in the next carriage, so don't look for me if you have nothing to do." However, he still wanted to turn around and say something to Yan Zheng, but Rong Yu grabbed his wrist forcefully and dragged them, and the two of them quickly disappeared at the door at the other end of the carriage. The remaining three people looked at each other, and for a while, no one knew what to say.In the end, it was Yan Zheng who was the first to ask what Rong Yu did just now. Luo Zhongxia pulled himself into the Canglang Realm, was cut to pieces by Nezha Guangyu, and was finally swallowed by the refining screen. . "It sounds really amazing...I mean the refinement of characters. Did the ancients really dig out words so literally when they wrote poems?" Yan Zheng took out "The Complete Works of Li Taibai" from his bag and put it on the table, and began to peel apples. Luo Zhongxia replied: "Probably so, it's the same as filling in the blanks, and the most suitable words are chosen." After speaking, he was disappointed, "It's a pity that I can't see it." Both practicing calligraphy and appreciating calligraphy require a certain amount of appreciation.Luo Zhongxia knew that as long as he didn't reach that level, he would never be able to defeat that annoying Rong Yu. Erzhuzi interjected, "When I was studying in a private school in the village, I heard a story about refinement, which was also about practicing calligraphy. Do you want to listen to it?" "Let's hear it." Yan Zhengrao was interested. "It is said that there was a poet named Jia Dao in the Tang Dynasty. Once he came up with two lines of poems, "The bird rests in a tree by the pond, and the monk knocks on the door under the moon", but he didn't know whether to use the word "pushing" or "knocking". Good. He rode on a donkey and thought for a long time, but he couldn’t make a decision, and finally bumped into Han Yu. Han Yu told him that the word “knock” is better. This is where the word “scrutiny” comes from in later generations.” The story of Erzhuzi was told to children, but Luo Zhongxia and Yan Zheng listened with gusto.After listening, Luo Zhongxia rubbed his head, "But I still can't feel the difference between 'push' and 'knock'." Erzhuzi said, "Me too." Yan Zheng said: "What's so embarrassing, pushing and knocking are not good, you should use smashing. A monk knocks on the door under the moon. If you don't knock on the door in the middle of the night, others can't hear you." "That's not as good as a monk knocking on the door under the moon." "The monk is in a hurry, maybe the monk will blow up the door of the moon." All three laughed.Seeing that the atmosphere had calmed down, Erzhuzi scratched his head and said to Luo Zhongxia, "Mr. Luo, just now...uh, I'm so sorry." "This matter has nothing to do with you, it's about that white eyebrow." Luo Zhongxia said angrily, Rong Yu looked at him with contemptuous eyes, condescending and very explicit. Yan Zheng handed him a piece of apple and corrected him, "It's the white-browed buddy's problem, but Miss Ran is still very cute." He licked his lips with unsatisfied interest, and turned his gaze to another carriage that he couldn't see. "I originally thought that blind girls were all porcelain dolls. I never thought that Miss Ranran would be so cheerful. She is really a good comrade with a strong body and a strong mind." "Compared to her brother, she has a much better personality." Luo Zhongxia added without losing the opportunity, and took a hard bite of the apple with a groan. "To be protected by such a person to Yongxin Temple, I feel hopeless when I think about it." Er Zhuzi sighed, hesitant to speak, and after a long time of deliberation, he finally said: "Uh...Actually, you guys have misunderstood. Brother Rong Yu is not a bad person, he just doesn't know how to get along with people sometimes." Yan Zheng shook his head, "It looks like I'm superior to others. Although I don't study much, I know it's not good." "He lost his temper with Mr. Luo for a reason." "Is it because I know few words?" "Almost." Er Zhuzi hesitated, "Don't tell me. In fact, Brother Rongyu has been outstanding since he was a child, and he strives to be the first in everything. Everyone in the Wei family thinks that he is the most promising successor. He also thinks so , I feel that with my own talent, only Li Bai's Qinglian pen is worthy of it. Even if the Qinglian pen has never appeared, I will definitely get other famous pens. Unexpectedly, when he participated in the last pen spirit returning to the sect At that time, I don’t know what happened, but I only got a Yan Yu Canglang brush, which was beyond everyone’s expectations..." "I understand. He has always regarded the Qinglian pen as his taboo, but now he has been captured by an ignorant kid. He is out of balance, isn't he?" Yan Zheng showed an expression of insight into the truth, clasped his hands on his chest, "This kind of thing is very common. A white-collar friend of mine has always had a crush on the counter lady of the company. He thought he was determined to win, but she didn't dump him at all, and finally found a black car driver. He also had the same face that day." "The pen official only had one pen spirit in his body. Since he mastered the Canglang pen, he had no chance to take another pen. After that meeting, it is said that Brother Rong Yu was depressed for a long time and caused a disturbance It wasn’t until a few years ago that I slowly recovered...but brother Rongyu is very strong, my grandma said that the Canglang pen is the nemesis of the poetry pen, and the future is limitless if you practice diligently.” "So that's the case, then my last sentence really hurt his heart." Luo Zhongxia couldn't help gloating, she had no sympathy at all, but felt a kind of unintentional pleasure. Erzhuzi said awkwardly: "I want to say that Brother Rongyu has some personality problems, but he is still a good person. You will know in the future." Yan Zheng and Luo Zhongxia shouted in unison: "Thank you, there is no need for 'later'." ※※※ After more than ten hours, the train finally arrived at the legendary "Oriental Magic City" - Shanghai at ten o'clock in the evening.Luo Zhongxia, Yan Zheng and Er Zhuzi packed their luggage and got out of the car following the huge crowd.The three of them went through untold hardships to get out of the southwest exit, and waited for the two brothers and sisters Rong Yu and Rong Ran to come out under the billboard in the square not far from the exit. "After receiving them, what should we do next?" Luo Zhongxia asked, and at the same time lifted the backpack up, secretly regretting that he should not have brought too many things.Although it is already September, Shanghai is still very hot and humid. The humid air hides murderous intentions. Like an invisible vampire, it turns the salt and water in his body into sweat and sucks it out drop by drop, sliding down his forehead, neck and spine.The square in front of the station in the distance was crowded with people, like a black amoeba wriggling irregularly, adding to the agitation. Er Zhuzi took out a piece of paper from his pocket, "Master Peter told me that we should go to Shanghai first, and then take a long-distance bus to Shaoxing." "I hope everything will go well." Luo Zhongxia rubbed his chest, Qinglianbi seemed to have not recovered from the blow, quietly lurking. Yan Zheng looked at the flood-like flow of people at the exit, frowned, and said to Luo Zhongxia and Er Zhuzi: "You wait here, I'll go buy a Shaoxing tourist map." After speaking, he put the bag in the On the ground, I passed two uncles selling tourist information, and went straight to a girl in a pink dress selling in the distance. Erzhuzi's mobile phone rang suddenly, and the surrounding environment was too noisy, so he had to shout into the microphone: "Brother Rongyu? Have you got off the car yet? Ah? We're almost at the exit, okay, okay, we're already Come out, I'll pick you up!" He said to Luo Zhongxia, "Take a look at your bag!" Then he ran towards the exit with his mobile phone in hand.So Luo Zhongxia had no choice but to stand in the middle of the square boredly, looking around. At this time, a hand patted his shoulder from behind. Luo Zhongxia was startled. "Mr. Fang Bin, right?" A thin man in a black suit asked him in surprise.