As a big man in the academy, Duanmu Xiaohong also has a lot of things to do, even if he cares about the big exam of Class A, he also pays attention to the overall situation.

Duanmu Xiaohong, who gradually spread in the literary examination, has also seen it, and faintly heard that it was made by a candidate named Zhou Juhua.

But he naturally didn't know if it was too specific.

Now Zhongtian told him that "Slow Voice" and "Chrysanthemum Terrace" were actually made by the same person, which made Duanmu Xiaohong silent for a while.

Duanmu Xiaohong's mood is very complicated, and now even if Zhongtian says that he is a woman, it will not bring Duanmu Xiaohong's sense of impact.

For a reader who likes poetry, "Chrysanthemum Terrace" and "Slow Voice", one is bold and domineering, and the other is graceful and sad, which are completely different styles.

Duanmu Xiaohong silently counted forward, and found that there were very few poets or lyricists who could master two styles at the same time, but there was only one person who could write so well with both styles.

"Big brother...... Big Brother ......"

Zhongtian called twice, and Duanmu Xiaohong came back to his senses, and he said with some blame: "Senior brother, why are you only saying such an important thing now?"

Nakata was speechless for a while, does it matter?

The senior brother doesn't say anything, how does he know what's important and what's not?

"Forget it, I forgot to tell you that you have to keep a detailed record of their past backgrounds, even if you told me before, but it is still not comprehensive. Duanmu Xiaohong said self-reflectively.

Next, Duanmu Xiaohong explained a few more words before breaking off the connection this time.

Zhong Tian held the jade pendant and was silent for a long time, did the senior brother specifically look for him to understand Zhou Fan's "Slow Voice"?

What connection can such a thing have with the life and death of the college?

Could it be that the senior brother is also crazy?

Nakata was deeply suspicious of what he was going to do.

Duanmu Xiaohong didn't know if there was any connection, he just recorded it carefully, in his room, one hundred and five leaders had become his primary research object, followed by nearly thousands of Class A candidates.

The number of people made Duanmu Xiaohong spend all her time on this.

Of course, as the teacher said, that person is most likely among the one hundred and five leaders, so Duanmu Xiaohongniang still pays more attention to the leaders.

As for what are the characteristics of the man?

Teacher Lin Wuya didn't know.

Duanmu Xiaohong didn't know.

But Duanmu Xiaohong understands one thing, if that person can let the academy and Da Wei survive the catastrophe that the teacher said, then this person must be extraordinary!

No matter how much he hides, he will gradually manifest himself.

This extraordinary may not be a martial arts cultivation, but may also be something else.

Among the one hundred and five leaders, after a few days of research, Duanmu Xiaohongniang locked ten more people, and among these ten people, there was already Zhou Fan.

"He is good at writing poetry, which is a kind of unspeakable fate with our academy from the point of view of divination. Duanmu Xiaohong thought about "Chrysanthemum Terrace" and "Slow Voice" again.

Duanmu Xiaohong prefers the word "Slow Voice", because the words are delicate and exquisite, he sighed and said: "It's a pity that the teacher has already said that don't tell him anything about the leader of the class A." ”

Otherwise, this poem can be given to the teacher for a good taste. ”

But Duanmu Xiaohong quickly shook his head again and again, and still didn't show it to the teacher to appreciate, because he could guess what the teacher would say.

"Ouch, yes, if this poem is used to deceive those lonely women of good families, they will definitely be cited as confidants, and then sit on the bed and chat to comfort the loneliness in their hearts...... "I am afraid that there will be a series of obscene laughter.

Duanmu Xiaohong's face stiffened when she thought of this, and she completely dispelled this idea.

......

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Zhou Fan left the gate of the academy after some disguise.

As Li Jiujiu said, there were many carriages parked at the door, and there were many people around.

There are scholars who have good deeds, and there are maids who look around.

These maids were naturally brought by the lady in the carriage.

For this reason, Zhou Fan became more and more ashamed, he didn't expect to copy two poems, one won the title of Zhou Juhua, and the other made him a friend of the women of Gaoxiang City.

No, I'll never copy poetry again...... Zhou Fan gritted his teeth and thought.

The house was still being searched, so Zhou Fan said goodbye to Li Worm Niang and returned to the inn.

After eating, cultivating, and washing up at night, Zhou Fan lay down to sleep, and he soon appeared on the boat after sleeping.

As soon as Zhou Fan appeared, he said hello to Eclipse Fu, he turned his head to look around, and after finding the figure of the boat kitten, he shouted: "Zhou kitten, dare to fight with me!"

"Look for death!" said Zhou Kitten with an angry face.

After some fighting, Zhou Kitten was still forced to use the first form of the kitten three styles, and almost split Zhou Fan in half.

But Rao was like this, Zhou Fan was still injured, and he could only watch Zhou Xiaomei come over and raise the knife.

"We'll do that tomorrow night. Zhou Fan laughed.

"Sick. Zhou Kitten was annoyed and slashed down, splitting Zhou Fan in half from the middle, even if Zhou Fan had self-healing talent, it was useless.

Zhou Fan turned into a gray mist and dissipated.

And Eclipse, who had been watching all this coldly, also left the ship with Zhou Fan's departure.

The kitten knife in the kitten's hand dissipated, and her mind calmed down, and she frowned and thought, "Is there really anything wrong with the bead that the boat gave him?"

"Otherwise, it doesn't make sense, why did he try so hard to challenge me to seek death?"

"But what's the problem? Can I get the benefit of killing me?"

Wait a minute!

Zhou Kitten thought of a guess, which made her eyes shrink suddenly, "It's not impossible for such a thing. ”

If so...... However, Zhou Kitten quickly shook her head again, she didn't believe that the boat would help Zhou Fan like this.

"Maybe he's just bluffing, scaring me into not beating him again in the future, if it's just a bluff, he tries two or three times and he's going to give up. ”

"If it weren't for the bluff, it would have kept going and kept challenging me. ”

"But whether it's a bluff or not, I have to be careful, because if it's true, the consequences will be dire. Zhou Kitten's face was slightly cold.

Zhou Fan woke up from the bed sweating profusely, not only his head, but also his clothes.

Pale face, he stood up, fetched a bucket of cold water, and fell head-on, washed away by the cold, and it took him to wake up from the chaos.

He wiped the water from his face and changed into clean clothes before he breathed a sigh of relief.

This is different from dying in a dream, the pain of being injured on a ship is real, and the feeling of being killed is naturally the same.

Zhou Fan, who was killed for the first time, naturally felt very uncomfortable.

There is such a unique experience as dying and coming alive that few people can feel.