Late Night Tales Of The Capital Chapter 45: Doting

Qian Shuhua stood in the center of the martial arts field, while Lin Meier fell on the ground ten meters away, and the college students gathered around.

Along with that dissatisfaction, among the gathered college students, a path was suddenly broken, as if a pair of invisible hands pushed away the clouds.

Following them, five men walked in. The one headed by him was tall, cold and arrogant, and his face was square, giving people a feeling of standing uphill from a mountain. But at this moment, seeing Lin Mei'er lying on the ground with teary eyes, this person's expression immediately became cold.

"The stinky yellow hair girl is also embarrassed to teach others, is my Shushan Luoyang branch so easy to bully? A doll from a merchant's family dare to provoke spiritual practice." The man walked over and helped him up. After meeting Lin Meier, she turned around and looked at Qian Shuhua.

"Aren't you looking for someone to try? Are you not convinced?"

"Let me come, I am not convinced."

After finishing speaking, he summoned, the wooden sword that was thrown away by Lin Meier's hand, flew into the man's hand with a swish.

Qian Shuhua Shan was holding a spear in his hand, listening to this man's words, frowned, "Who are you? What does it matter to you?"

"I am Lin Shan."

"Lin Meier is my girl, you said it's none of my business."

Lin Shan, who was tall and arrogant, didn't blush at all when he said this. Looking back at Qian's calligraphy and painting, he was stunned for a moment. When a woman fights for a man, she even moved out of her father's generation to support her. If you lose, you lose, and it won't really kill you. As for letting the elders charge into battle!

Qian Shuhua raised his eyebrows and looked at Lin Meier. When she wanted to come, if Lin Meier had the backbone, would you persuade her father to be embarrassed?

What are the benefits of your Lin Shan winning against me? My money for painting and calligraphy loses to you Lin Shan, what can I lose?

Do you want two clans to go to war?

Where does your Lin family's confidence come from?

The onlookers of the college students heard this introduction, and were filled with outrage.

"Elders bully younger generations, what kind of ability is it."

"The dignified owner of Absolute Sword Villa, the deputy dean of the Luoyang branch of Shushan, do you want to be shameless about the young people's own affairs?"

"Sister, we don’t have the same knowledge as him. Heroes don’t suffer from immediate losses. We have all seen it. You have already won."

Although the students in the college are persuading Qian to calligraphy and painting, she herself is just staring at Lin Meier. She wants to see what choices this girl will make, and she wants to see who Ye Yunhai's wife is.

She is not afraid of being bullied. What she is afraid of is blindness. If Ye Yunhai's wife doesn't even have this backbone, she is really worthless for herself.

Result.

Qian Shuhua is indeed blind.

Lin Meier didn’t pay attention to Qian Calligraphy at all. She stared at her, then pointed at Qian Calligraphy viciously, "She soiled my Xiuhe, messed up my hair, and hurt my face. How do I paint today? I will soon be married to Yunhai brother, she is deliberately sabotaging, so I don’t want to enter the general’s mansion."

"I can never spare her today."

After these two sentences, Lin Meier looked at Qian's calligraphy and painting with a smug expression, but what she got was a helpless expression.

"Uncle Lin." Qian Calligraphy and painting thought for a while, and finally did not feel impulsive anymore, but lowered his head slightly and called Uncle Lin Shan.

However, Qian's calligraphy and painting did not finish, so he was interrupted by Lin Shan raising his hand, "You don't need to call my uncle, I am not your uncle, I can't afford it. My Absolute Sword Villa’s weapons have always depended on you. I shouldn’t be doing this in Qian’s shop, but you shouldn’t bully my girl. I promised her deceased mother that she would never let Mei'er be wronged."

"Don't tell me the cause and effect. I am not interested. I am Mei'er's father. Mei'er cried and it was your fault." Lin Shan should be like this, speaking plausibly.

In the eyes of others, what Lin Shan said is extremely unreasonable.

Too much doting.

Doting so much that there is no bottom line.

"Then what do you want?" Qian Shuhua had already heard what Lin Shan meant, and he just wanted to vent his own girl.

"Pick up your spear, the sword has no eyes, and you have your destiny. You can do it with all your strength." Lin Shan, a master gesture, said that he didn't even need his face, he really wanted to start with Qian's calligraphy and painting!

"Sister, don't promise him, this is the White Horse Academy. I see who dares to bully our people." The students in the academy are about to explode.

"Old Piff, you are so embarrassed to do it!"

"Absolute Sword Villa, right? I remember you. Let my father check it out tomorrow. You just wait to close the door."

"Protect Senior Sister!"

I don't know who shouted, Wu Yangyang and a group of scholars are about to rush to Qian Shuhua, and some have even rolled up their sleeves and are ready to fight Lin Shan.

Lin Meier competes with Qian, calligraphy and painting. It is a matter between women and young people. Whoever wins and who loses can't say anything wrong. But your dignified Master of Absolute Sword Villa, a fierce man in the psychic realm, what are you going to mix with here, what to show off, who are you bullying!

In the words of these young people, "I really don't think of the students in our college as masters, right?"

Lin Shan looked at the surrounding college students, and then directed at Qian's calligraphy and painting, "I will not force you, I will apologize to Mei'er if I don't do anything, and beg her for forgiveness. If you hurt someone, you will have to bear the consequences."

After hearing Lin Shan's words, Qian Shuhua almost laughed angrily, "Two people are fighting, and your girl is defeated. Is it my fault? What is going to be a fight? What about playing family!"

Forcibly suppressed the anger of the heart, Qian Shuhua shouted at his side, "Seniors and disciples, be quiet, everyone’s feelings are my money for painting and calligraphy, but my Baima Academy has never been since its establishment. Once a scam, a scholar dares to fight against an army of millions, and dare to fight against a group of Confucian scholars with one mouth."

"This is the soul of our academy. Although I am a woman, Qian, Calligraphy and Painting, I don’t want to lose my husband’s face."

Qian Shuhua suddenly picked up the spear in his hand, pushed aside the crowd, walked to the front, first glanced behind him, then turned his head and pointed at Lin Shan.

"If you want to fight, then fight."

"My money is here for painting and calligraphy."

"Not convinced? Come on!"

Lin Shan was taken aback, looking at Qian Shuhua’s mad eyes~IndoMTL.com~ After a long time, he put away his smile, shaking his hands to his side, a wave of air swept the audience in the blink of an eye, and gathered in a circle of college students I was shaken back a few meters, and fell to the edge of the martial arts field. "If you talk too much, you won't be afraid to flash your tongue."

"Zheng!"

The wooden sword was directly sacrificed, and within a second, it emitted a large group of red light, as if it was wrapped in a burning flame.

"Chi Yan Jian Jue, Shu Shan." For some reason, looking at Qian's calligraphy and painting, Lin Shan's whole person was serious, and his posture was full. In the psychic state, facing Qian's calligraphy and painting is like facing a close rival. The opponent is average.

Qian Shuhua could feel the flames of the flames rushing to his face ten meters away, the sword aura was shooting all around, and he was unusually fierce, many times more powerful than Lin Meier's sword.

Qian Shuhua’s heartbeat speeded up involuntarily, even slightly trembling in her body, but she gritted her teeth, tried her best to control herself, clenched the spear in her hand, and recalled the details that Ye Que had taught him about stabbing. Shen Sheng replied, "Taking the thorn, Tianmen."

Walking from Yongchang Street, a turn is the academy. Ye Que, who also came to participate in Qian Shuxiao and Guan Li, will turn this turn in another ten meters.

Leaving the academy, turning around again, there is a back to the inn. Just like the Peony Building, it sells liquor on the first floor and stays in a shop on the second floor. In Room No. 1 of Tianzi on the second floor, today's original protagonist Qian Shuxiao laughed. At this moment, he slept heartily. He didn't even know how much wine he drank with the leaders of Tianmen last night.

(I am a new one. I am writing a book for the first time. I don’t know what the manuscript is. I have been learning along the way. The update is really slow. This is my pot. Please forgive me. If you say more, it’s an excuse. Give me a little I think I will do better and better for you as I study and improve.)