There was silence in the meeting hall for a long time, and finally it was the elder in charge of the Qindao branch who spoke first to break the silence.
The stewards of other colleges frowned and remained silent, obviously unable to come up with a safe solution.
The elder in charge of the Hua Dao branch pondered for a moment, seemed to have an idea, and then said: "How about this, March 3rd is the annual 'examination' competition of our literary palace. Anyway, all the literary majors will be invited to attend the introduction.
Come visit our Wen Palace and have discussions with students from various colleges in our Wen Palace.
Why don't we just send out an invitation and invite that 'Su Sheng Xiao Meng' to come to our Wen Palace and his party. In this way, the disciples in our Wen Palace can naturally challenge him openly and openly. At the same time, we can also take a look.
What kind of ability does this guy have? He can defeat the elite disciples of our painting academy at two levels lower."
As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of the elders in charge of other branches around him lit up.
"That's a good idea!"
"That's right. Inviting that literary cultivator to come to our Wen Palace not only shows the generosity and courage of our Wen Palace, but also avoids telling the truth and allows the disciples in the Wen Palace to find suitable opportunities to take action.
One stone kills many people!”
"I agree too!"
All the elders in charge agreed, so the matter was settled.
Finally, the 'Elder Qing' who spoke first looked at the elder in charge of the Hua Dao Branch and smiled and said: "Although Lao Qu didn't say it, in the end he still cared about his disciples of the Hua Dao Branch. How could he lose to him?"
It’s an outsider’s job. But Lao Qu, what if the literary cultivator named ‘Su Sheng Xiao Meng’ doesn’t accept this invitation?”
Others also looked over with interest.
Seeing that his thoughts were seen through, the elder in charge of the Huadao Branch, Lao Qu, did not feel the slightest bit embarrassed. He stroked his long beard under his chin and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, the matter has reached this point, even if he doesn't
Agree, the disciples of our academy will also let him agree..."
The disciples of the college are all at the age of youthful spirit, and now all kinds of news have spread outside. Even if the disciples of other branches can sit still, the disciples of the Hua Dao branch cannot.
They are the same as these elders in charge. They can tolerate Sun Jiufang losing to an outsider, but they will never tolerate Huadao Branch being looked down upon.
So they will get this face back no matter what.
The elders were all human beings, so when they heard this, they immediately thought of the reason. They all laughed like old foxes, treacherously and playfully.
…
In the restaurant, in the blink of an eye, the little fox and Su Ping'an had "fighted" several times. Their faces had turned ugly, the veins on their necks were stretched, and their stomachs were rumbling, but they still couldn't.
Be willing to admit defeat.
The little fox gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, it's my turn. Listen."
Su Ping'an pretended to be relaxed and said: "Just let your horse come over!"
The little fox had actually used up all the 'little jokes' she had thought of before, but she refused to admit defeat, so she made up another one. The 'little joke' she came up with on the spur of the moment was of course not very effective. After telling it, Su
Peaceful face does not change color.
Next, it was Su Pingan's turn. Su Pingan looked at the little fox with a cold smile. When the latter saw his smile, she subconsciously wanted to run away, but Su Pingan didn't give her the chance and had already started talking.
"Say, our restaurant recently had a spicy vermicelli stew dish that was very popular. One day, someone came to the restaurant and ordered this dish specifically, but Xiao Fuzi told him that this dish had been sold out, and the last portion had been
Sold to the customer at the next table.
The man followed Xiao Fuzi's hand and saw a well-dressed and elegant waiter sitting on the table next to him. The waiter had finished all the dishes on the table, but in the end only that portion was left.
The Spicy Vermicelli Pot was still full. He was afraid that the waiter wasted the delicious food, so he stepped forward and asked politely: "Executive officer, do you want this Spicy Vermicelli Pot?", and the waiter showed it generously.
He waved his hand, indicating that he didn't want it anymore.
The man was overjoyed, so he immediately sat down and wolfed it down. But at the end of the meal, he suddenly found a very small mouse covered in fur at the bottom of the casserole. Feeling sick, he opened his mouth and ate it.
All the spicy vermicelli pot was spit back into the casserole in front of me.
At this time, the officer next to him looked at him sympathetically and said: 'It's disgusting, isn't it? My reaction just now was the same as yours'..."
At first glance, the little fox thought this 'little joke' was okay and not very disgusting.
But thinking about it carefully, her expression suddenly changed, "The reaction of the officer was the same as this person's reaction. Doesn't that mean that all the spicy vermicelli pot he had eaten before was spit back into the casserole, and then the person ate it?
Isn’t it just... vomit? You are so disgusting... vomit..."
Finally, the little fox couldn't hold it any longer, and she opened her mouth and retched. She wanted to hold on a few more times, but her stomach couldn't hold it anymore. She bent over and trotted to the backyard to vomit.
On the bed, Su Ping'an had a victorious smile on his face, and said proudly: "Come on, hurt each other, fight with me, hum... vomit..."
…
In the next two days, the little fox recovered, but the various sounds outside could not calm down.
The news that Su Shengxiaomeng leapfrogged and defeated the Wen Gong students of Daming Mansion was still circulating in various streets.
And taking advantage of this wave of popularity, the name "Su Sheng Xiao Meng" once again spread throughout Daming Mansion, and his other two books on the government list, "Tianlong" and "Xiaoqian" also surged in popularity.
, has also entered the top ten.
This astonishing achievement shocked all the literary cultivators in Daming Mansion.
"This 'Susheng Little Dream' is too terrifying. It has three books on one list, and all of them are in the top ten of the government list. It's amazing!"
"Who says otherwise? Otherwise, how could he surpass two levels and defeat the elite disciples of the Wen Palace of Daming Mansion? This Su Sheng Xiaomeng is simply a role model for us ordinary cultivators!"
"Don't be too proud. I don't believe those students from the Daming Palace Wen Palace will just give up. Just wait, this matter will definitely not be over!"
After hearing these rumors from outside, Liu Qingxi began to worry again.
She also always felt that this matter would not just go away so easily.
And just as she was worried, five days later, when Su Ping'an had almost recovered and was finally able to go out again, early that morning, the students from the Wen Palace of Daming Mansion seemed to be discussing
As if on time, he appeared at the door of Qingfeng Restaurant again.