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Just compare, who is afraid of whom!

In fact, this sentence is not only Red Boy wants to say, but Sun Wukong also wants to say it. The two aunts and nephews immediately started to compete, one took out a big stick and the other took out a fire-spike gun. Seeing that they were about to start fighting, Tang Sen quickly stood in the middle: "Hey, I said that when you say it's a competition, isn't it too much? After all, you are aunts and nephews. Fighting is a lot of damage to the spirits. Don't compete at any time."

"What's wrong with the martial arts competition?" Sun Wukongqi said: "The martial arts competition is the right reason."

Tang Sen shook his head: "If it was 500 years ago, I would have no opinion on your competition, but now it is a new era. Is martial arts important in the new era? Is it amazing to fight? How much money can you make in a fight?"

After hearing this, Sun Wukong thought about it carefully, hey? Tang Sen said it seemed to make sense. In this era, fighting is really not a great skill. In this era, it is important to have thirty-six abilities, and every industry produces top scorers. Which industry makes money, which industry is the right way. Fighting is just a skill that only the poor gangsters admire.

"Okay, then how do you think you want to compare?" Sun Wukong snorted: "I don't care. I dare to compare anything, just because I'm afraid that Red Boy won't have the courage to accept it."

Red Boy put his hands on his hips and hummed, "Come on, I have been called a child prodigy since I was three years old. I have all kinds of acrobatics, all kinds of religions and all kinds of things, and I know nothing more than fearing you."

Tang Sen was thinking about it. Let Sun Wukong defeat Hongbo in various skills, so that she could understand that adults are very capable and educate them well in the future. So she made this plan and announced loudly: "Okay, let's compare the three schools and the other ones first. Well... let's compare the cooking skills first."

Tang Sen was also very bad at heart, so he deliberately chose the cooking skill, because most children don’t do housework and only know how to eat, but they don’t know how to cook. He probably doesn’t know how to cook either. He used this to defeat her for a while and absorbed her madness.

But unexpectedly, a smile appeared on Red Boy's face: "It's so good than cooking. This is my specialty. Since I was a child, no one has cooked. My father has been busy with his tutoring all day long, and he left me at home to fend for himself. I have been able to cook by myself since I was four years old."

"Puchi!" Tang Sen spit out a sip of tea, cooking by himself at the age of four? Should he be so outrageous?

Forget it, even if I started cooking at the age of four, I have only been doing it for three years now. Sun Wukong has lived for hundreds of years, and it is impossible to lose to her in this regard. Tang Sen thought of this. When he looked back, he saw Sun Wukong's face with a bitter melon expression: "It's over, my old man Sun has always picked wild fruits to eat, or he would just eat and drink everywhere. When did he cook his own meal? Tang Sen, you deliberately helped Red Boy. He actually came up with such a question..."

Tang Sen: “…”

Sun Wukong protested for a few words, but still walked into the kitchen obediently. After a while, a sound of pots, pans and trays "bang" and the sound of things like kitchen knives and spoons falling to the ground. Then, after a while, Sun Wukong walked out with a disheveled and covered in dust, holding a plate of completely burnt things in his hand, and I don't know what it was.

"What... this black thing is this?" Tang Sen sweated heavily.

"This is scrambled eggs." Sun Wukong said seriously.

Everyone: "..."

"Little White Dragon, don't you like to eat the most? Come and try my old Sun's craftsmanship." Sun Wukong handed the plate to Xiao Bailong.

Xiao Bailong ran away without saying a word. He meowed, how did he have to fry the eggs so much? Even the little Bailong girl who can eat instant noodles with relish could not stand such fried eggs.

Red Boy laughed with his waist and said, "Seventh Aunt, you're so useless." She walked into the kitchen and soon, she brought out many plates, each plate was a different dish, and each dish was full of flavor. Before Tang Sen could speak, Xiao Bailong rushed up and ate it cleanly and tasted.

"Okay, I don't have to judge this item." Tang Sen shook his head helplessly and said, "Red Boy wins!"

Sun Wukong lost a big blush, and she was so fucked. She lived for hundreds of years and was not as good as her seven-year-old niece. She couldn't live this life. She shouted loudly: "This is only one, nothing, what about the next project? My old Sun will never lose in other projects."

Tang Sen felt a headache now. What questions should be asked next?

Just as he thought of this, he suddenly saw Sun Wukong winking at him, and then whispering to Li Jing.

What does this little move mean? Tang Sen was very surprised. He looked at Sun Wukong and then looked at Li Jing. Suddenly, he suddenly realized that, by the way, Li Jing often wrote some strange poems recently. Sun Wukong's meaning was to be more important than memorizing poems. She lived hundreds of years and was not in vain. She had memorized countless poems and essays a few hundred years ago, and she wanted to use this item to defeat the Red Boy.

"Let's just recite the poem." Tang Sen, the black referee, immediately took out his cell phone and smiled: "I will find one in the ancient poem to read it. You two can answer the poem written by someone and what kind of work it is. If you answer it correctly, you will get one point. Whoever gets 10 points first will win."

Sun Wukong laughed and said, "Okay!"

I thought Red Boy was going to be stumped, but she didn't expect that she also smiled and said, "Okay! Just compare like this."

"Huh? Are you not afraid of memorizing poetry?" Tang Sen asked curiously.

Red Boy laughed and said, "I started to recite 300 Tang poems at the age of three, I recited all Song poems at the age of four, I recited all the Ming and Qing poems at the age of five, I recited modern poems at the age of six, and I recited modern poems at the age of seven... That is, now, I can write poetry by myself, I am afraid of ho? Seventh aunt, do you think that living a few hundred years longer than me can recite more poems than me? You are so naive! You have never heard of many poems you have been pressed under the Five Elements Mountain for the past five hundred years, right? Wave your hand and don't take away a cloud. Have you heard of it?"

Sun Wukong was sweating profusely.

"Genghis Khan, a genius of a generation, only knows how to shoot eagles by bent his bow. Have you heard of it?"

Sun Wukong was sweating profusely.

"The bright moon decorates your windows, you decorate other people's dreams. Have you heard of it?"

Sun Wukong covered his face and rolled around the ground.

Well, this item seems to be no longer necessary. Sun Wukong lost all over the ground before he started competing.

Tang Sen was speechless, damn, can't you be more determined? What's the point of being bullied by a seven-year-old niece? Forget it. Keep going to the project, you can't count on anything anymore.

Tang Sen said weakly: "Let's draw."

Half an hour later, Sun Wukong took out a work that looked like a kindergarten child painted...

When I turned around, I saw that Red Boy actually drew an oil painting. After a closer look, I saw that it was exactly the same as Van Gogh's "Sunflower", and it was impossible to tell that this painting was a fake.

Sun Wukong was completely defeated.

Tang Sen said weakly: "Next to compete and dance!"

Sun Wukong danced ancient dances, but in fact, ancient dances should be very good. But Sun Wukong's dance posture is really not very good, and it does not fit the word "dance" in her name. Her dance looks like a duckling learning to walk, swaying... Oh, no, the old duck is actually swaying when walking.

I turned around and looked at Red Boy, and I saw her dancing ancient dance, modern dance, ballet, street dance, social dance... I could dance any kind of dance.

Tang Sen covered his face and said, "Let's sing."

Sun Wukong sang at the top of the dry pine stream, all the birds flying above the entire dry pine stream fell and died on the ground.

Red Boy opened his mouth and sang. The plan of the Zenith Star attack on the earth went bankrupt. (If you don’t understand this sentence, please go to the old animation "Super Time and Space Fortress".)

Even the referee Tang Sen can't stand it anymore. Damn... Sun Wukong, how useless do you have to be?

"I, Lao Sun... I, Lao Sun, waved a big stick 500 years ago, and fought all over the world. How could I use these nameless skills?" Sun Wukong said depressedly: "What kind of messy things are all."

Tang Sen, Zhu Bajie, Xiao Bailong, Hug Xiong and others complained: "These are all very useful skills, aren't you good? Your big stick is a messy skill."

"It's over, what can I do if I can't compare to Red Boy?" Sun Wukong went crazy.

To be honest, this is really hard to deal with.

Everyone fell into deep thought.

At this time, Red Boy also became proud: "Hahaha, don't think I don't know what you are going to do. You want to defeat me, educate me, and let me know that there is heaven and there are heavens outside of people, right? Haha, I have seen it a long time ago, but... it's useless. I have been called a child prodigy since I was a child, but it's not a waste of time. I can master whatever I learn and know. There is no one in the world who is better than me. Hahaha, I'm not afraid of you if I compare anything."

Well, since it has been seen through, there is no need to pretend. Sun Wukong jumped up and shouted, "Wait, I'll ask someone to compete with you to let you know what the real omnipotence is."

Red Boy hummed, "Call me, I'm afraid you won't do it."

Sun Wukong turned to Tang Sen and said, "Let me lend you a cell phone, find a phone call to Guanyin and ask that guy to come over."

"Guanyin? Is she successful?" Tang Sendaqi.

"It's true! But if I call her, she will definitely ignore me. You have to call this call."

Tang Sen had no choice but to dial the number he didn't want to dial and said with a bitter face: "Hey, is Sister Guanyin free?"

The unreliable laughter from Sister Guanyin came from the opposite side: "I'm busy, working, peeling boneless chicken feet... It's so troublesome to peel this thing. First, stuff a chicken melon into your mouth, peel the chicken off the bones with your teeth, and then spit it out and hand it over."

Tang Sen knew that this guy was not serious. Damn, is there anyone who used his mouth to peel boneless chicken feet? Only the genius dared to buy boneless chicken feet that were peeled out like this? He said helplessly: "Let's turn into a clone and peel it, come here to help me." (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!