As soon as the topic came out, no matter they were the twelve finalists, the audience on the boat, and several judges, they also bowed their heads and thought.

When Ximending heard this, he couldn't help but smile. This question is too pediatric. It is almost everyone knows in modern times: the wife stays alone in spring rain, and the answer is the word "one". If you know the answer, then use the word "one" to show the riddle and match the second couplet, it will be easier.

As a contemporary lawyer, Ximending is certainly not good at poetry and lyrics, but in his previous life, he was a top student at Peking University. He also practiced a lot on campus and admired Grandpa Mao quite a lot. Reading his works has benefited him a lot.

Since Ximending regarded this event as an entertainment program, he naturally had the idea of ​​"focusing on participation". After a moment of pondering, he had already drawn a second couplet: The autumn wind has not returned. It is also a riddle that is broken down. Of course, the answer is also "one", which is quite consistent with the artistic conception of the first couplet.

Ximending came up with the answer and felt a little happy, but on the surface he was still calm. He picked up the teacup, leaned against the rattan chair, and looked at the contestants.

Most of the twelve contestants were martial artists, but they were slightly worse than chanting poems and guessing riddles and asking questions. They were scratching their ears and heads and thinking hard.

Yingting loves to sit there, but she doesn't move, just occasionally taking a look at Ximending.

Of course, Lai Changrong was also thinking that he had already regarded himself as one of the contestants, shook his head and kept muttering: "Spring rain and wife stayed alone... Spring rain and wife stayed alone... What is the word?"

At this time, the colorful boat was quiet, and Lai Changrong's nagging harassed Ximending.

Ximending smiled secretly, turned sideways, patted his arm, and whispered in his ear: "Stop nagging, I'll tell you an answer..."

Lai Changrong was stunned, then he showed disdain on his face and said, "Damn it, it's up to you?" Lai Changrong and Ximending had been together for too long, and even had the same catchphrase.

Ximending smiled and said softly: "The second couplet is that the autumn wind is rustling and the answer is the same word."

"Uh? Is it right? The second couplet seems to be okay. You fool me, why is the answer to the mystery?" Lai Changrong said disbelief.

"The two riddles are both riddles of words, but not image disassembly, but image disassembly. I only explain why the answer to the mystery of the wife sleeping alone in spring rain is one. Let's explain in reverse that the wife sleeping alone means that the husband is not at home, and the husband in the word spring is removed. Spring rain means raining day, of course there is no sun. The sun in the word spring is removed again, and of course only one word is left in the end. Haha... the same is true for the autumn wind that has not returned."

Lai Changrong digested his mind for a moment, then slapped his thighs suddenly, blurting out, "It's amazing!"

The sound was a little loud, which immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the others on the boat. Even his father stared at him, and Tan Jialuo and Chen Rishang, who were not far from them, looked even more shameless: In such an occasion, they actually shouted loudly, they were so fucking unqualified!

Lai Changrong reacted as soon as he screamed, stretched out his tongue, approached Ximending, and whispered: "Brother Cheng, you can do it, why didn't you find it before? Don't you hate couplets the most? This couple is so fucking wonderful today."

Seeing that someone still looked at him dissatisfied with him, Ximending raised his index finger and stood his mouth, "shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

At this time, Yingtingai, who was sitting quietly, heard their whispers in her ears. A faint smile appeared on her face, which had been frozen all year round in the purple curtain. If the purple curtain was revealed, it would be like spring flowers blooming and everyone loved them.

She also secretly glanced at Ximending more often, and her eyes also showed a little warmth: I didn't expect that he was still talented.

Yingting Ai is here to pay attention to Ximending. There is another person who also paid attention to Ximending. It is the **san person who has been in meditation since she came to the stage and seems to be in meditation. After she explained the answer to Lai Changrong in Ximending, her eyes that had been slightly closed opened a crack and looked at Ximending, but then closed it again.

Soon, the time for an incense stick came, and only four of the twelve contestants on the field handed over the answers, Lin Daorui, Zhao Xiaowei, Yang Kaise and the Huang Xilai who many people think were pretending to be Huang Xilai. After the judges reviewed the paper, only Yang Kaise and Huang Xilai scored points. One gave eight points against "Qiu Shui Miaomiaojun's lone moves alone", and the other gave eight points against "Thunder and booming husband Xiaoyao", which was barely given four points, probably because of the face of going to the Puritan Church.

(ps: Fake believes that the second couplet for "the autumn wind is refreshing and the husband is visiting the kiln", which can better reflect the desolate mood of a wife sleeping alone, and you should get tens of them.)

In the first round, ten people actually scored zero points. Yang Kaize, who was tall and seemingly majestic, couldn't help but show his charm on his face. His already evil face made Ximending look extremely unhappy and wanted to kick him up.

Yang Kaize was complacent, but the other players did not show any disappointment. After all, it was only the first round.

The second round will soon begin, the first martial arts test will lead to the mountains and rivers!

Many people have guessed this item, which is to compare the strength, or to compare who has a deeper skill.

Lai Hanqiang, who was burly, spoke in a simple manner, pointed to something made of iron that was lifted up by four strong men, and introduced the rules of the competition in a few words: "This thing is called a force measuring device. Each player stepped forward from No. 1 to No. 12, pedaled the base of the device with his feet, held the ears of the device with both hands, pulled up with force. The longer the pull, the higher the score. We will score based on each person's performance, and start now."

I looked at Ximending and found that it was just a spring tensioner. However, the spring part of the force measuring device was different from modern times. It was not spiral-shaped, but thick iron plates the size of a millstone were piled together, from the base to the top, about half a meter high, and was connected by thick beef tendon in the middle. The entire force measuring device looked extremely heavy, and it was estimated to weigh at least a thousand pounds.

This round of competition is simple, and it is clear who has the greatest strength at a glance.

However, this round of competition is beneficial to the tall ones and unfair to the short ones. The tall ones need to bend over and pull up with both hands, which can be used to rely on the strength of the waist, but the short ones can only rely on the strength of the arm, or the strength of the waist.

Regarding this, the first player was about to start his move after he came on the court, but he was interrupted by the shortest of the twelve people, who seemed to be only about 1.6 meters tall.

When he asked, it was obvious that the judges and questioners did not expect that the competition was suspended.

The tallest Yang Kaize rolled his eyes at "Huang Xilai": "It's a grass-rooted horse, my tallness is a natural advantage. You are a little slut, but you are jealous of me, seeing that I scored very well...

Yang Kaize was born in the government, but he didn't know Huang Xilai. Otherwise, if he knew that Huang Xilai was one of the top ten masters on the earth, he would not dare to roll his eyes at Huang Xilai.

Of course, we don’t even bother with whether Huang Xilai is Huang Xilai or not.

Yang Kaize was complaining about it in her heart, but the judges went to the backstage for emergency consultations and finally made a compromise: all contestants are not allowed to bend over regardless of height and can adopt a half-squat posture.

Damn, in this way, Yang Kaize stopped doing it and immediately shouted in disgrace: "How tired I'm squatting while I'm tiring, no, no..."

But the judges had already made up their minds, and Lai Hanqiang immediately glared at him, and his decades of official power came out of his body, shouting: "Shut up, and disqualify again!"

After hearing this, Ximending secretly claimed to be happy and his favor for "Huang Xilai" increased greatly.

Yang Kaize was resentful, but he didn't dare to talk anymore.

The competition continued, one by one, one by one, first tried it, then took a deep breath, and pulled it up with a "hi" sound.

When they were exhausted, the three judges all marked the blank paper in front of them.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner. The first eleven contestants have completed it, leaving only the tallest Yang Kaize.

He had seen that among the people in front, Lu Quan was worthy of being the first in the Dragon and Phoenix List. Not only did he have excellent sword skills, but his internal strength was also profound. He pulled the longest among all, almost over his shoulders. The second longest one made him never expect that it was the little slut "Huang Xilai", who was only about one or two centimeters worse than Lu Quan. If he had a comprehensive consideration of height and physical shape, he might be even better than Lu Quan. But he couldn't see the third one clearly, as if Lin Daoru was about the same as Qin Huaming from the Demon Cliff. He looked at the others but didn't take it seriously.

Yang Kaize walked forward and tried first. After putting it down, he clenched his fists with both hands and exerted force in secret. He only heard a crisp sound from his arms. Then, strands of white mist rose from the top of his head. The evil spirit on his face gradually disappeared, but became solemn.

He first stepped on the base of the force measuring device with both feet, then slowly stretched out his hand, holding the handle extending from the upper part of the force measuring device, and the person slowly squatted down.

Instead of making a "hi" sound, he suddenly exerted force, but pulled upwards little by little.

As the force measuring device grew higher and higher, the mist on his head became thicker and thicker. He watched as he passed the base of his thighs, the lower abdomen, the chest, and headed straight towards his shoulders.

At this time, his half-squatted legs were trembling slightly, but he had only one thought in his mind: I must surpass Xiaoshu, I must surpass Xiaoshu, and after two rounds, my score will be far ahead...

But at this moment, his legs became weak and his feet slipped and he could not step on the base of the dynamometer. The bulky dynamometer immediately bounced upwards with a "bang".

If this was hit by the force measuring device in the chest, this force would gather the internal force of Yang Kaize's body and the weight of the force measuring device, and he would have to die on the spot.

He was also good at Kung Fu, but he was so scared that he screamed with a "ah", his hands were loosened, his body suddenly leaned back, and the power measuring device flew straight behind him with the "huh" sound of wind.

The direction where the force measuring device was smashed was heading straight for Ximending.

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Chapter completed!