The pouring rain stopped in an instant.

"Rain, the rain has stopped?" Murong Feng looked at Zhang Feng in disbelief.

"No, you still lost, you are talking about the rain ...... in the west" Murong Feng was halfway through speaking, when his face suddenly changed slightly, and he turned his head to look at the window on the other side of Zuichun Tower.

Tick, tick, tick.

Tick, tick, tick.

Thundered!!

Facing out of the window to the west, the rain poured down again!

In the dark clouds, there is a faint lightning and thunder!

Sunrise in the east, rain in the west!

The Tao is sunny, and there is sunny!

Zhang Feng stood in the golden sunlight and turned his head to look out the window.

Between the heaven and earth in the east, the rainbow light penetrates through the heart of heaven and descends through the clouds.

In the distance, between the mountains and rivers, the fog filled.

The sun spreads in the mountains and forests outside the city, the willows are washed green by the rain, the river is high and calm, and there are faint people supporting rafts to step on the river.

The fisherman's song came from afar.

Murong Feng's eyes widened suddenly, looking at all this in disbelief.

Yangliu Qingqing River level,

Hear the sound of singing on the river.

This is exactly the same as the scene depicted in Zhang Feng's poem!

The teenagers at the two tables also looked at this scene with a confused expression.

"This, this perfectly fits the scene in front of you!"

"This kind of beautiful scene full of artistic conception, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have imagined it!"

"His poems, whether it is literary brilliance, artistic conception, or the occasion, are impeccable! This is indeed more than Brother Murong's poems!"

"Oh my God, in my life, I can actually see this scene!

Everyone couldn't help but exclaim.

In the exclamation, Liu Yaohe looked at Zhang Feng standing in the sun, and his eyes were lost.

Outside the window behind Zhang Feng, the sun is shining, and the dust is cleared after the rain.

There are also songs about love coming from outside the window.

In the breeze, a white dress flutters like a fairy, reflecting a warm golden glow under the sunlight.

Three thousand long hairs, moving with the wind, each one is so dazzling and handsome.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Liu Yaohe suddenly felt that the young man's originally ordinary face became extremely dazzling at this moment, even overpowering the golden sunlight.

The temperament that is as indifferent as an immortal, like the eyes containing thousands of stars, and the deep eyes reveal the full talent under the low-key and introverted.

There was a smile at the corner of her mouth, as if she was laughing at all beings, and as if she was only laughing for her.

At this moment, Liu Yaohe's breathing stopped.

She looked at Zhang Feng blankly, and a wonderful feeling spread all over her body.

As a famous talented woman, and as an outer disciple of Tianji Gate, she has seen countless geniuses and talents, but she has never been moved, and even Murong Feng she can't look down on.

The more she reads, the more withdrawn she becomes.

She feels that she has gotten rid of the level of being attracted by her appearance, and the only thing that can attract her is a talented man.

And at this moment, Liu Yaohe knew that she was wrong.

The young man in front of her, just with this handsome appearance, has completely intoxicated her.

She believes that even if she is old, she will still not forget the handsome appearance of this young man.

It's as handsome and beautiful as alcohol, and besides, in terms of talent, isn't this young man bad?

No, not bad!

Whether it is appearance or talent, the teenager in front of her is the other half of her dreams!

"Perhaps, only Zhang Feng, the legendary Qilin Zi of Lizhou in Middle-earth, can stand side by side with this person. Liu Yaohe suddenly had such a thought in her heart.

But then, Liu Yaohe shook his head slightly.

Although this person is extraordinary, he is still far from the legendary Lizhou Qilinzi.

According to legend, Zhang Feng, the unicorn son of Lizhou, has a vision between walking, and his cultivation is profound, handsome and compelling, and he is a holy teacher of literature and Taoism.

On cultivation, talent, and appearance, it is recognized as the first in the state.

Liu Yaohe had never seen Zhang Feng, but it didn't prevent her from treating that Lizhou Qilinzi as the other half of her fantasy for a long time.

At this time, looking at the young man in front of him, Liu Yaohe's heart was extremely complicated and entangled.

"This person makes me so excited. ”

"However, I haven't seen my fiancé Zhang Feng yet......"

"Oh, this is really troublesome, should I choose Zhang Feng or this person...... Alas, what a distressing question. ”

"If I choose both, wouldn't I be a scumbag?"

Liu Yaohe looked at the young man in front of her, her heart was complicated.

She didn't know whether she should choose the young man in front of her or the unicorn who left the state.

It's a baldness problem.

To tell the truth, Zhang Feng has also considered similar to this problem.

At that time, Zhang Feng was still on earth and still in kindergarten.

At that time, Zhang Feng had a headache every day, should he be admitted to Peking University or Tsinghua University?

Zhang Feng found out later.

You don't have to worry about this at all...... It's better to worry about whether you will take the Lan Xiang exam or the big blue bird......

But for the arrogant Liu Yaohe, this question is very serious.

This is related to the happiness of your life, and you must make a good choice.

At this time, Murong Feng had already begun to doubt his life.

Zhang Feng walked over and patted Murong Feng on the shoulder, "You lost." ”

"I lost," Murong Feng gritted his teeth fiercely, but so many people were not easy to fool, and said coldly at the moment: "I've lost, okay! What are you still standing here for?"

Zhang Feng reminded: "You may have forgotten the most important thing. ”

"Huh?" Murong Feng was stunned.

"The money for this meal......" Zhang Feng reminded carefully.

Murong Feng: "I'm so ......"

At this moment, Murong Feng was extremely aggrieved in his heart, this is such a trivial matter, do you still remember it!?

Don't you see that I'm sad?

Murong Feng couldn't understand why a person who could say that kind of poetry would miss the money for a meal...... What a dedication to money! And you just threw out a dozen spirit stones in one go, and it doesn't look like you have no money!

Murong Feng exhaled deeply, and the corners of his mouth twitched as he took out more than a dozen high-grade spirit stones from the storage bag and handed them to Zhang Feng.

Although he is also a noble son with a big family, his family is not too big, otherwise he would not come to befriend Liu Yaohe, an outer disciple of Tianji Sect.

More than a dozen high-grade spirit stones, for him, are two months of pocket money.

Distressed.

Zhang Feng was about to leave with the spirit stone in his hand, and Murong Feng couldn't wait for Zhang Feng to get away from him as soon as possible.

But I didn't expect it.

Liu Yaohe suddenly stopped Zhang Feng: "Gongzi is also going to Bianjing, right?"

"Hmm. Zhang Feng nodded.

"Then why don't you go along the road and rush together?" Liu Yaohe's face was slightly red, "This road is very boring, with the company of the son, there can also be someone to talk to." ”

As soon as these words came out, the rich sons represented by Murong Feng were stunned.

What's the difference?

What does it mean to be bored along the way?

We've done everything we can to lick dogs along the way! Aren't we bored?

How can there be a person to talk to, aren't we human?

Could it be that in front of handsome guys, we don't even have the qualifications to be human beings?

At this moment, Murong Feng and the other sons looked at Liu Yaohe, whose face was slightly red and full of spring, and suddenly seemed to understand something.

Deep down in their hearts, it was as if something was broken.