Chapter 17: Come on a bench (")

"Lin, Uncle Lin..."

Lin Dongran was stunned, and Yun Lan chuckled.

"Little fat man, can you tell me about the process of this civil and military battle?"

The little fat man kept calming down. It seemed that Uncle Lin was not trying to pursue the old man and took people to smash his inn.

"Process..." After sorting out the ideas a little, the fat man said: "The type of civil and military battle is the seven arts, which are divided into seven days in total, and one art is the one every day. The first day is the book, tomorrow is the archery, and then there is the monarch, ritual, music, calculation, and martial arts."

"How do you calculate the score?" Lin Dong asked.

"The seven arts are 700 points in total, and each art is 100 points. No matter which college, as long as you accumulate 35 points, you can get a place for a celebrity."

Lin Dong nodded and asked, "What's going on with Xiaoxiang?"

"Each art score has a different number of small items, like calligraphy and fighting, divided into pictograms, referring to things, cognitive, phonographs, and transcribing, and borrowing six small items, each small item is sixteen points, and the extra four points are spread equally among the first four small items. The art shooter is divided into five small items, namely white arrows, sanlian, sanzhu, Xiangzhi, and Jingyi, and each small item is twenty. The same is true for the other five arts. The first place of each small item can get 40% of the total score of the small item, the second place is 30%, the third place is 20%, and the fourth place is 10%, and there is no other ranking."

The little fat man's worries were gone and his mouth became clear. Without Lin Dong's questioning, he continued: "Every Xiaoxiang Academy can send ten people to participate. If there are all-round students with all-round talents in civil and military affairs, they can also participate repeatedly. For example, Zhou Zhengye, who is proficient in calligraphy, is also good at archery. Not only are he involved in all the six small items in calligraphy, but he also has his own share in the five small items in archery."

Lin Dong frowned and asked, "I remember you said that tomorrow will be the ejaculation technique?"

"Yes!" The little fat man nodded quickly, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but please: "Uncle Lin has such a good memory, you can remember it by saying it once."

Lin Dong was speechless. If Zhou Zhengye's ejaculation technique was not good, he really couldn't remember what the little fat man said to compete tomorrow. Compared with Fu Zizhou's camera that could recall the Hundred Spirit Leaves without missing a word a few years ago, it was enough to vomit three liters of blood.

After thinking about it, Lin Dong asked, "The competition order of Qiyi is like this every year?"

The little fat man shook his head: "It's different every year. The competition order between Qiyi and Xiaoxiang is formulated by the government office."

"What about Xiaoxiang's content?"

"The content of the competition for small items is formulated by the deans of the top ten colleges, and then draw lots to decide the questions for each small item. In order to prevent the dean from leaking the exam questions, it is the competition for small items the night before the competition to decide the competition for small items the next day."

Lin Dong felt aroused in his heart and said with a smile: "When you draw lots, someone should be involved, right?"

"Of course, otherwise, no one can convince everyone if they draw lots."

Lin Dong nodded and said, "There is nothing to ask, go and do it!"

The little fat man was as if he was given a general amnesty and quickly ran away.

"If Dou Changkun came in the afternoon, this plan would be really good."

Lin Dong hugged his head with both hands and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Do you suspect that the military advisor behind Dou Changkun is plotting against Qiushui Academy?" Yun Lan asked.

"It depends on when Dou Changkun comes!" Lin Dong said leisurely.

Yun Lan looked at Zhou Zhengye who was still dazed in the tea shed, and couldn't help but whisper: "It's a pity that my heart is already confused. It's useless to remind him. It's better to learn from his mistakes."

Lin Dong smiled and said nothing. Zhou Zhengye was just the little girl's friend, and it was temporary, so it had nothing to do with him.

On the playground, cheers were heard one after another, and people came and went in the teahouse. The results of the second battle came out quickly, Dou Changkun was the first, and Zhou Zhengye was the third.

The sound of the piano gradually became messy, Lin Shuang couldn't bear it, but Zhou Zhengye insisted on what he had promised.

As Lin Dong expected, Dou Changkun did not come, but Fu Chunjian came over, but he still could not stop Zhou Zhengye's fall. The third game was down to fifth and he didn't get a single point.

The fourth, fifth, sixth... The sound of the piano was no longer chaotic, and the little girls all looked sad. No one dared to see the lonely and lonely Zhou Zhengye. Even Lin Shuang, who had an accident in her first business, was still prosperous, and there was no joy on her face, which made Lin Dong feel heartbroken.

Suddenly, the messy piano sound came to an abrupt end.

Lin Dong opened his eyes slightly, the sun was already westward, and the crowds were spreading around the crowded playground, and today's battle was obviously over.

"Zhou Zhengye! Do you remember what I said?" Dou Changkun stepped into the tea shed with his head, stood in front of Zhou Zhengye, leaned forward, and looked down: "I said that you have to line up under my ass in all six competitions. Now, you should believe that Fu Chunjian is a confused person, right?"

"You..." Zhou Zhengye's eyes were so bitter that he couldn't say a word.

"Xiaojuan, take someone to pack up. Fatty, drive away the irrelevant people!" Lin Shuang ordered from the side.

"Okay!"

Looking for trouble and provocation is the little fat man's specialty. He would not have any objections when he heard this. He immediately called the younger brothers to gather together and then approached Dou Changkun.

Dou Changkun smiled coldly: "The students in the host college beat other college contestants who fought against the civil and military contests, and Fu Chunjian may not be able to save you, right?"

The younger brothers were stunned. The charge was quite serious. They just followed the fat man to eat and drink. If they were really expelled from the academy because of this, they would be a big loss.

The little fat man hesitated a little. He was not afraid of being expelled from the academy, but he really wanted to be expelled, but he would not have the chance to be his younger brother after Lin Shuang.

"You have to be a stinky girl who shows up in public to stand up for you. Zhou Zhengye, you are capable enough." Dou Changkun's folding fan in his hand hit Zhou Zhengye's head.

Bang!

Zhou Zhengye suddenly slapped the folding fan and raised his right fist high.

"What? Want to hit me?" Dou Changkun pointed arrogantly at his face, and said with disdain, "I have the ambition to hit me."

His eyes were covered with bloodshots, and the anger in his heart made his body tremble, but Zhou Zhengye's clenched fist could not be swung down.

"It's time to have supper!"

Lin Dong raised his eyebrows slightly, stood up, grabbed the bench under his butt, and headed towards the tea shed.

"Don't you dare? Zeland City is really a good place! There are all kinds of waste and cowards..."

As Dou Changkun spitted, Lin Dong had already grabbed the bench and came behind him.

He patted Dou Changkun on the shoulder, and after he turned around, Lin Dong grinned: "Do you see clearly what I look like?"

"What?"

A trace of confusion flashed through Dou Changkun's eyes.

Lin Dong suddenly swung the bench in his hand and smashed it hard on Dou Changkun's head.

Bang!

Blood flowers are splattering everywhere, colorful and colorful!

"Do you dare to call my daughter a stinky girl in front of me? Do you really think I am honest and easy to bully?"

Grabbing Dou Changkun's bloody head, Lin Dong hit the bench hard, and another bang sounded, Dou Changkun fell down like a caterpillar.

"Little fat man, search out all the valuable things on him and use them as compensation for contaminating the bench."

Lin Dong greeted the fat man.

"Ah?" The little fat man usually saw blood. He woke up immediately, untied Dou Changkun's wallet with one hand, and slapped Dou Changkun's face with the other.

"You are asked to be arrogant in front of my Uncle Lin, and you are asked to be arrogant in front of my Sister Lin Shuang..."

Pushing the blood-stained bench towards Zhou Zhengye, Lin Dong smiled and said, "It's already fainted, I didn't pay attention to the teahouse, come with a bench?"

Zhou Zhengye hesitated for a moment, looked at Dou Changkun with blood on his face, and finally shook his head.

Lin Dong didn't care, so he threw the bench away.

The dumb little girls finally realized, staring at Lin Dong, who was like a god descending to earth, with stars in his eyes!

"Lin Shuang, your father... is so powerful!"

"ah?"
Chapter completed!