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Three hundred and sixty-seventh cultural festival

 Zhuo Yifan was startled, but immediately calmed down. ※% smiled and said: "The girl has sharp eyes, she is worthy of being a member of the public family..."

"Hmph," Lian Nishang said, "What kind of vision does this require? You are obviously lying. Which poor doctor can dress so well like you? Which poor doctor can have such superb martial arts? You are poor in culture and rich in martial arts, but you have such great skills

, if the family does not have a hundred hectares of fertile land, I am afraid that it will not be able to provide for it.”

Zhuo Yifan knew that this matter could no longer be concealed. She was a member of the public family, and it would be easy to find out her details. He immediately smiled and said: "To be honest, I do have a small fortune in my family, but the world is in turmoil now."

I was unhappy, so I had no choice but to come here and hide from the noise."

Lian Nishang said disdainfully: "That's what you, wealthy and wealthy people, are like. In times of peace, you exploit the poor more fiercely than anyone else. When something big happens, you grease the soles of your feet and run faster than anyone else."

Zhuo Yifan was dissatisfied: his family recently sent a letter saying that they were organizing a group and asked him to introduce a few of his disciples to be the instructors. If we talk about matters of public concern and righteousness, is there anything in the local area that does not rely on the money and efforts of the big gentry families?

What can you guys do with a plate of loose dirt? The big eaters are quite enthusiastic about the rebellion.

However, he didn't say anything, and just said: "I said: The family only has a small income, and it is beyond our capabilities to organize a group to maintain the place..."

"Having a group is not just for bullying the poor..." Lian Nishang sneered.

Zhuo Yifan was furious in his heart: Why did the big family offend you? He turned around and calmed down a little, then said: "It is the business of the big family and the gentry to organize a group. I don't dare to care about it. I can't care about it in this troubled world."

The whole family is safe, I am very satisfied." After saying that, he changed the topic: "Are you good at swordsmanship? You should be a formal apprentice."

That is to say, there is a teacher, and there is a disciple, who must be a fellow martial artist. Maybe there is some old relationship. Zhuo Yifan felt that this girl's words were extreme, and she was probably from a good family. A huge change happened in the family, and she lost control of herself and fell into disgrace.

She was poisoned in the hands of the thief Kun. If we could know her sect's past and follow the martial arts ethics, she might be able to get her to abandon the dark side and turn to the bright side.

"It is true that I have been a disciple and studied for a few days." Lian Nishang said casually, "It's a pity that I am young and haven't learned much. At home..." He stopped talking. "What are you talking about? Where do you live now?

?I guess it must be the Joan Inn."

Zhuo Yifan smiled and said: "I can't hide anything from you, it is indeed there."

"Hmph, you landowners and wealthy people came to live there in Lingao. You're all frivolous young people! Bah!" Thinking about Bai Siwen, she also slashed her hands, "You want to touch mine."

Those who have bad tempers must be killed to avoid them from ruining the atmosphere here!"

Zhuo Yifan secretly cursed: What a ferocious and rebellious person! However, seeing her pretty face, he couldn't help but soften his heart: You are a beautiful woman, how can you be a thief? You must teach her well so that she knows where she is going.

Return is the end. Just as she was thinking about how to speak, she continued: "I just caught one a few days ago, a kid from a wealthy family who lives in Qiong'an Inn."

"So it's you who captured Brother Bai..." Zhuo Yifan pretended to be surprised as he was trying to trick her.

"Brother Bai? It's disgusting that you and such a person are called brothers." Lian Nishang made an exaggerated vomiting gesture, "It's not like molesting women in the street. What you are provoking is a student from the College of Arts and Sciences - this time he will suffer.

Already."

Zhuo Yifan had heard of "College of Arts and Sciences" several times. He already knew that Lian Nishang and the "life secretary" just now were both students from this "college" of Lao Shizi. It must have been the place where Kun Thief's "employee" studied.

The students inside are probably people who are loved and trusted by Zhenkun...

"You want to intercede for him?" Lian Nishang's wonderful eyes were already staring over.

Zhuo Yifan smiled: "Brother Bai doesn't understand the rules: when he goes to the countryside and does as the Romans do, he himself is still the same as he used to be in the Ming Dynasty. It is inevitable to suffer some hardships when you come to Lingao. If you suffer some hardships now, it will be better for the future."

"That makes sense." Lian Nishang nodded, "I didn't expect you to have some insight. You are not someone who doesn't know the sufferings of others and only knows the warmth and warmth of your own flesh and blood."

Zhuo Yifan originally wanted to say something about the great defense between men and women, but when he thought that "sitting down and talking" with her at this moment was against the "great defense", it would be a bit ridiculous to say it. Then he said: "What is this liberal arts college?"

place?"

Lian Nishang squinted at him and said, "Why are you asking this?"

"I'm just curious. I've heard you say it a few times." Zhuo Yifan said, "If it's not convenient to say it, it doesn't matter. I just pretended not to ask."

"It's okay to tell you: this is just a school for girls. There's nothing strange about it." Lian Nishang said, "I went to this school when I came to Lingao. The one who teased me for nothing was my school girl.

She looked at the sunlight outside the window and said, "It's getting late. I'll go change clothes first. Please wait for me."

Zhuo Yifan thought to himself that the young master of the Bai family must have suffered a lot this time: all the women in this liberal arts college

Lian Nishang changed her clothes and the two of them came out of the room. They saw that there were already many young men and women in blue and black cloth running around in the gymnasium. There were also many cardboard boxes on the ground. Zhuo Yifan saw that there were already erected at the north end of the gymnasium.

A stage was built, a ladder was erected on it, and a few teenagers were hanging a red silk banner on the wall. Big white characters had been written on it, but it didn't make sense when I read it. Then I remembered that Kun Thief was here.

Reading from left to right, it says: "The 4th Campus Cultural Festival".

Although these words are in common style, Zhuo Yifan can understand them all, but he doesn't know what they mean when they are connected together, especially the "cultural festival", which is particularly confusing. He asked: "What does this mean?"

"

"Fangcaodi and the College of Arts and Sciences will jointly organize a cultural festival: everyone will get together to have fun, and there will be acting, singing, etc."

Zhuo Yifan understood: "It's like a temple fair? No wonder it's called a 'sacrifice'."

"Exactly, you are worthy of being a scholar." Lian Nishang nodded and smiled, "Anyway, it is a lively event. The place here is big, everyone can come and watch it during the performance."

Zhuo Yifan nodded deeply: This is an excellent opportunity! He smiled and said: "It seems that I have taken advantage of it."

Lian Nishang rolled her eyes at him: "Don't come here with your old-fashioned mind. Don't come here and say 'indecent to morals', 'immoral', 'sweeping the floor politely' and other sarcastic remarks. It's heartbreaking."

…”

Her nose wrinkled up when she said this, and she was very cute for a moment. Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but feel his heart tremble, and couldn't help but said: "Although I have been here not long ago, I am not an old-minded person. I am just a little surprised at most..."

"It doesn't matter whether you are or not. This is how it is in Lingao. What does it matter?" Lian Nishang said indifferently, "What do the scholars from the wealthy gentry think of the Senate? The chiefs don't..."

She suddenly stopped talking and waved her hand not far away. A girl emerged from the crowd and trotted towards them. She was wearing a white double-breasted coat with a red belt hanging loosely around her neck.

, underneath a pleated plaid skirt. Zhuo Yifan thought: This skirt is too short! But she and the girl Bai Siwen teased seemed to be in the same outfit. She was probably a student of the liberal arts college.

"Sister Lian, are you here too?" The girl looked at Zhuo Yifan and suddenly lowered her voice low enough for him to hear: "Who is this?"

Lian Nishang rolled her eyes at Zhuo Yifan: "There is a young master from the Ming Dynasty. He knows some kung fu. Let's come here to spar with him."

Zhuo Yifan only felt that the opponent's thighs were dazzlingly bright, so he bowed politely: "I'm Zhuo Yifan."

"You're so polite. You have a handsome appearance. He must be from a wealthy family." The girl glanced meaningfully at Lian Nishang and returned the favor with a half-bow, "My name is Zuo Yamei."

Lian Nishang briefly introduced: "She is my colleague and a police officer."

If Zhuo Yifan hadn't already seen several charming household registration police officers, and there was someone like Lian Nishang in front of him, he wouldn't have believed that such a charming and lovely girl was "doing justice". Anyway, there were many strange things after arriving in Lingao.

It can be considered numb.

However, this "policeman" has a very high status among the Kunthiers. Far from being a "low servant" in the Ming Dynasty, he can be regarded as the "Gancheng of the Country" of the Kunthief Senate. The "Gancheng of the Country" wears such immoral clothes. This Kunthief's taste is really unique.

Very!

Lian Nishang asked: "Why aren't you on duty? Aren't you going to have a rest today?"

Zuo Yamei smiled and said: "Our Plaid Skirt Club will also perform in this cultural festival. The chief gave us a holiday to rehearse. This time the battle is big, the Fangcaodi Drama Club will also perform - it is said that this is the first performance.

There’s a new show coming.”

"There's a new show?!" Lian Nishang also became interested.

"Yes, it is said to be newly arranged. It looks very good. Our school girls from the College of Arts and Sciences also participated in the performance." Zuo Yamei said, "Several leaders of the Plaid Skirt Club are also very supportive and even asked us to go for an interview.

Let’s see if we can play a small role.”

"You should play the leading role..."

"Students from the academy will also participate this time, so how can the starring role be chosen?"

"That's true. But people probably won't care about this kind of thing."



The two people chatted and discussed the performance enthusiastically, leaving Zhuo Yifan aside. He was overjoyed: It seems that this so-called "cultural festival" is not a small scene. Many people are going to come. If he can attack here, he will definitely Can severely injure the Kun thief!

In an instant, he thought about it countless times in his mind. The current plan must first gain Lian Nishang's trust! No matter how big the gym is, no one will be allowed in or out by then. Those who can enter and exit must be people trusted by the thief. It can be seen that this Lian Nishang has a good impression of herself, but her image as a handsome young master of the Ming Dynasty makes her always doubtful about herself. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!


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