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Lin Dong frowned and turned his head to see that there were six tables in the tea shed. Two tables were already sitting. Lin Shuang and a few left-behind girls were busy selling snacks and fruits on one side.

In front of Zhou Zhengye, a young man in a long green satin gown beat the table with a folding fan in his hand.

"Dou Changkun?" Zhou Zhengye's face changed, but the sound of the piano kept going.

Sitting opposite Zhou Zhengye, the young man took out a copper plate and threw it towards the guqin.

"Give it, reward you!"

A buzzing noise sucked the attention of Lin Shuang and others and the other two tables of guests. Dou Changkun seemed to enjoy this feeling of attention. He slid his index finger and thumb, and with a whisper, the folding fan opened, revealing the landscape painting on the fan.

"Dou Changkun, if you have nothing to do, please leave. I still have to play the piano." Zhou Zhengye had to stop playing the piano, with anger in his eyes.

Dou Changkun shook the folding fan and slapped the table a few times with his left palm: "My man, can't you have tea yet?"

Lin Shuang nodded, and a little girl came forward with a teapot. She took a teacup at another table and was about to pour it on. Dou Changkun kicked the leg of the table: "On this table!"

The little girl said displeased: "That is the table where Zhou Zhengye plays the piano."

"What? There are rules in a tea breaking shed?" Dou Changkun glared.

When Lin Dong saw Yun Lan standing beside him, he couldn't help but say, "It is normal to encounter difficulties when doing business."

Yun Lan nodded and sat down quietly.

Lin Shuang has lived in an inn since she was a child, so she has naturally seen many such scenes. At her signal, the little girl unwillingly put a teacup in front of Dou Changkun and filled it with it.

Dou Changkun picked up the teacup and poured it into his mouth. The next second, puff...

The whole mouthful of tea was sprayed on Zhou Zhengye's face without leaking.

"Hey, why are you like this?" The little girl looked at Zhou Zhengye with distress, hurriedly took out her handkerchief and handed it over, then raised her face and glared at Dou Changkun.

"What? This tea is harder than bitter water, so why don't I vomit?" Dou Changkun glared back.

The little girl wanted to argue, but was pulled by Zhou Zhengye: "Xiaojuan, forget it, I'm fine!"

"The number one talented man in Xilan City is the number one talented man. His skill in enduring humiliation is indeed extraordinary. Unfortunately..." Dou Changkun said disdainfully: "But his calligraphy has not made much progress, even worse than last year."

"Nonsense!" The little girl couldn't help but say, "The dean praised Zhou Zhengye's calligraphy some time ago to become more stable and generous, and even he was inferior to him."

"That only means that your dean is confused and has a problem with his vision." Dou Changkun snorted coldly.

"Dou Changkun!" A vein burst out from Zhou Zhengye's forehead: "If you dare to speak rudely, don't blame me for being rude to you."

"Don't accept it?" Dou Changkun stood up and sneered: "If you have the ability, get the first one!"

"I'm all the six small items!" Zhou Zhengye said with a cold look.

"Look, everyone, can he win the first place in the six small items he said that he can compete in calligraphy?"

Dou Changkun laughed and greeted the guests in the tea shed. After receiving no response, he spat hard.

"Bah! If you have a small romance that can get first, I will be a dog and drill under all the tables today."

"This is what you said!" The little girl named Xiaojuan was overjoyed.

"I said it!" Dou Changkun looked at Zhou Zhengye proudly: "If you haven't got any of the six small items, would you dare to scold Fu Chunjian for being a confused person?"

"One of the six small items didn't get the first place. I slept under all the tables in the tea shed!" Zhou Zhengye said angrily.

"That's fine!" Dou Changkun waved his hand generously, put a five-liang ingot on the table, and said lightly: "The results should come out. Who can go and see, this ingot is his."

Five taels of silver can drink five thousand bowls of tea in the small tea shed, and most of the guests who drank the tea stood up in an instant.

"Sister Lin Shuang, it's out, the results have come out."

From afar, the little fat man waved his arms and came out of the crowd and rushed towards him.

Zhou Zhengye's face turned happy, and Dou Changkun's mouth curled up slightly.

"Sister Lin Shuang..."

A 14 or 15-year-old boy called a teenage girl to be his sister. Others sounded weird, but the fat man screamed smoothly. He gasped for a few breaths, trying to show the hard work of running wildly, and then he spoke: "Zhou Zhengye only won the second place."

Bang!

Zhou Zhengye shook his footsteps and knocked the bench behind him to the ground. His slightly dark hands began to tremble slightly.

The girls, including Lin Shuang, opened their mouths wide and found it difficult to believe the news they heard.

"Fatty, you, are you okay with your eyes?" Lin Shuang said disbelief: "Zhou Zhengye won six firsts in calligraphy for two consecutive years."

"I can't make a mistake, I also find it strange. I took a few more glances!" The fat man patted his chest and promised.

Zhou Zhengye took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and said in a deep voice: "Who is the first?"

"Dou Changkun from Tianbao Academy was the one who won four of the six items last year."

Everyone's eyes were all moving towards Dou Changkun, who was shaking the folding fan, and he was content with his complacent.

After looking at Zhou Zhengye with a pale face, Dou Changkun knocked on the table: "Who said that one of the six small items did not get the first one and then drilled under all the tables in the tea shed?"

With his fists clenched, he looked at Dou Changkun's contemptuous gaze, Zhou Zhengye's eyes were filled with flames.

"Why? I can't afford to lose and want to fight?" Dou Changkun sat down leisurely, knocked his head with a folding fan, and said provocatively: "Think clearly, beating opponents with a small ranking difference during the battle will be disqualified from the competition and points. If you really have the courage, hit me in the head. With just one punch, I will not only take back my bet, but also go around the table in turn."

Zhou Zhengye's eyes stagnated and his fists slowly unfolded. Although he felt angry in his heart, he did not dare. If he was disqualified from the competition and scored points, it would be a big blow to the academy.

The atmosphere gradually suffocated, and Lin Shuang's voice suddenly rang: "Fatty, take people to put the table in, don't do business today."

"Don't do business anymore? Sister Lin Shuang, have you been waiting for this day for a long time?" The little fat man was still a little confused about the situation and couldn't help but say in surprise.

"If you ask you to collect, why do you say so much nonsense?" Lin Shuang glared at her eyes, and the eldest sister was undoubtedly showing her temperament.

"Okay, I'll collect it!"

The fat man waved his hand and asked his younger brother to put the table in. Zhou Zhengye took a step forward and stopped him, "No need to take it, I'm willing to accept the loss!"

After saying that, he wanted to fall down, but Dou Changkun pulled up with a folding fan against his throat.

Turning backwards, Dou Changkun strode away, and an arrogant laughter rang out.

"Zhou Zhengye, I will come back later. If one of you gets the first place, I will lie on the ground and go to school to bark you. If the six grades are still ranked under my butt... I will be honestly scolding Fu Chunjian for being confused!"

Zhou Zhengye stood in a daze, his fists involuntarily slowly clamped together again.

Behind the wooden pillar, he looked at Dou Changkun's back coldly, and Lin Dong said lightly: "If you have a lot to do with your mood when writing big characters, this person is not simple!"

Yun Lan shook her head: "It should be said that the military advisor behind him is not simple."

"Oh?" Lin Dong was a little puzzled.

"If he had this scheming, he would be the first last year."

"It makes sense! I hope the little girl has no habit of standing up for the clerk." Lin Dong nodded.

"It's very difficult!" Yun Lan's words are as beautiful as gold.

"This is a good boss!"

Lin Dong smiled and waved to Zhang Heng not far away: "Little fat man, I have something to ask you, come here!"

The little fat man was shocked and rushed toward the younger brother behind him. His speed was first-class.

He secretly pushed away his brother and saw that Lin Dong was still staring at him, his neck suddenly shrank back.

Lin Dong was amused and crying, but he did not give up and continued to stare in the direction of the fat man.
Chapter completed!