"Suddenly, I went around and invited me to play... The water inspiration, and the storm caused evil..."

The voices around him were noisy, and Chen Sanlang thought quietly, as if no one was around. When he interpreted the subtleties, he couldn't help but mutter softly.

This is a state of complete devotion, ethereal and free from impurities, being in the bustle, with the heart outside of loneliness, just like a person in a busy city, but he feels that I only exist in the world. Every noise and coldness, every movement and a quietness, forms a strong contrast.

Song Kechan ran over angrily, wanting to ask Chen Sanlang what she had just "relative" her for a long time. But when he got closer, he heard the man chanting something in a lingering voice. He couldn't help but feel curious and pricked up his ears and listened: "It's strange, it's not like reading, it's like chanting scriptures..."

"Lingbo Weibu, Luosui is dusty... What a mess..."

After listening again, I was completely confused.

Chen Sanlang was still immersed in it. At this moment, he heard the sound of the wind.

The wind was quite strange, whimpering, like a strong wind blowing through the narrow pipe; the wind was born and water was gurgling, as if a spring water was gushing out of the cracks of the stone...

Feng Shui blends, and the sound is integrated.

Chen Sanlang felt as if he was in the mountains and fields, standing and listening to the pine waves and seeing the streams. However, at this moment he was just sitting on the boat, with the crowds and bustling around him.

"Flower! Water rises!"

The last four words were spit out of his mouth.

Song Kechan, who was staying next to him, finally understood and muttered: "I finally said something human."

Just as he was about to open his mouth, a strong gust of wind suddenly blew outside the ship, and the wind blew and waved, hitting the ship violently.

"Ouch!"

"ah!"

The people on the boat were caught off guard, and many people fell to the ground without standing firmly; many dishes placed neatly on the table also fell to the floor, smashed and made a crisp sound.

"What happened?"

People were panicked and looked at each other.

You should know that as a river in the city, the Nanyang River is only more than three meters wide and the water level is not deep. Even if it is windy and rainy, it will not flood too much, let alone stirring up storms. It is rare to encounter in ten years. Today, the weather is refreshing and the wind blowing occasionally is fine. How can it churn out such huge waves?

Fortunately, the gust of wind and waves rose fiercely and went quickly. After a moment, it was calm and there was no abnormality.

After realizing the true meaning of "The True Dragon and Water Rewarding", Chen Sanlang was in a good mood. Then he realized that someone standing beside him was looking at him steadily, with the expression on his face as if he had seen a ghost.

The other party was very unfamiliar with the college student, so he asked, "Who is your lord?"

"You...you..."

Song Kechan opened her mouth and couldn't hide her panic.

At this time, Chen Sanlang also realized that the other party was a woman dressed as a man, with a petite figure, a bright round face and curved eyebrows.

He stood up and walked closer and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Ghost!"

Song Kechan screamed in horror, turned around and ran away.

This shout immediately attracted the attention of everyone on the boat. Qin Yushu rushed over, protecting Song Kechan behind him, and asked with concern.

Song Kechan couldn't speak, but just pointed at Chen Sanlang, his face full of panic.

At this moment, a series of doubtful eyes fell on Chen Sanlang, thinking to himself: Chen Dao is so timid that even Miss Song dares to **...

Qin Yushu rushed forward and pointed at Chen Sanlang and shouted: "Chen Yuan, what did you do to Miss Song?"

Chen Sanlang shrugged and said that he was innocent.

Qin Yushu sneered: "Bold madman, you scared Miss Song and pretended to behave?" As he said that, he clasped his fists around: "Dear classmates, Miss Song is frightened by this thief and cannot speak. Who saw this thief's evil deeds just now? Please show up and speak out for righteousness. Qin must report to the dean to know that this thief will bring this thief to justice."

He spoke with integrity and enthusiasm.

Unfortunately, everyone around them shook their heads. They said that they hadn't seen Chen Sanlang do anything extraordinary, or were hit by the gust of wind and waves and stood unsteadily, so they didn't notice it.

Qin Yushu was very disappointed, but was not willing to accept it. He pointed at Chen Sanlang and scolded: "Chen Yuan, don't think that no one can escape the punishment if you see you. You, a thief with a human face and a beast heart, will not let you go."

Chen Sanlang listened, Buddha really had fire: "Senior Qin, catch thieves and stolen goods, catch thieves and beds, and say nothing, don't let the thieves be in front of the thieves, let alone point fingers, I have fingers too."

Extend your left hand and reveal your middle finger.

Qin Yushu laughed in anger. He had never met such a rampant person in his life: "You said I have no evidence? Hehe, Miss Song is the best testimony."

Turning his head, he said to Song Kechan softly: "Kechan, don't be afraid, just tell me, what did Chen Yuan do to you just now?"

Song Kechan relaxed, her round face turned slightly red, and suddenly said, "Don't misunderstand, Chen Daoyuan has done nothing. I was just scared by the wind and waves just now, that's it."

As soon as this said, the boat suddenly realized and felt relieved: Just say that even though Chen Sanlang was favored by Du Xuezheng, even if he had covetous eyes for Song Kechan, he would not have done dirty things in public and bet on his life's future. There was no need to do that.

Qin Yushu was disappointed, snorted and left with a slut.

Song Kechan hesitated for a moment and walked towards Chen Sanlang.

Seeing this, Chen Sanlang hurriedly said, "Miss Song, please stay, don't get closer. If you shout again, I will jump into the Yellow River and cannot wash it."

Song Kechan laughed and thought this person was really interesting: "I won't call you anymore, I just have a question in my heart to ask you."

“What’s the problem?”

"Just now……"

When you said something, it looked a little weird: "You said wind just now, and the wind blew out there; when you said water blew, it rolled and waves. Is this related to you?"

After saying that, he opened his big eyes and stared at his mouth, wanting to get the answer.

Chen Sanlang laughed and said indifferently: "Ms. Song was joking."

Song Kechan was very serious: "It's not a joke, it was really consistent just now, it's not a coincidence."

Chen Sanlang spread his hands: "What do you mean is that I am the god who can call the wind and rain and ride the wind and waves?"

After hearing what he said, Song Kechan felt that his ideas were unrealistic. If Chen Sanlang was a god, how could he go to school? How could he attend a poetry meeting on the boat?

Chen Sanlang said again: "I was just doing a essay just now. I have repeatedly pondered it and refined the words and condensed the sentences. Miss Song, you must have heard it wrong."

"That's right..."

Song Kechan believed most of the time and was inexplicably disappointed. Although she was from a wealthy family, she loved men's clothing and often went out to play, so she often heard about the world, legends of gods, etc., and she yearned for it very much.

At this time, the night was rolling, and the stars and moon were shining. The people who came to participate in the poetry meeting were basically on the boat, so the boats rowed and floated down the river.

The Nanyang River Dragon Boat Festival Poetry Conference officially begins!
Chapter completed!