Chapter 175 The Arena Is Set up, Causing an Uproar! (Ask for Monthly Ticket)

Wang Qiuren's face was full of disbelief. He didn't expect that the "Xi Lou" Hao Mingxing mentioned was such an awesome person.

Even if a man defeated Duangqiang and overturned the Shanshui Society, he actually used two "Poems to Encourage Learning", one long and one short, to set off a reading craze among young people.

Wang Qiuren only had a junior high school education, but he read a few poems written by Xilou, and even though he didn't understand poetry, he felt the amazement between the lines.

Xilou is so powerful, so if Hao Mingxing is a student of Xilou, it will definitely not be bad, right?

Even if Hao Mingxing only learned one-tenth of Xilou's skills, it should be easy to defeat people from several villages.

From beginning to end.

Wang Qiuren never thought that Hao Mingxing would lie to him.

After all, there is no benefit in deceiving him about this kind of thing.

Think of this.

Wang Qiuren quickly stood up: "Mr. Hao, it turns out that you are Mr. Xilou's student. I'm really sorry that I didn't know your identity just now. Mo'er, you are serious. How dare you let Mr. Hao drive you Come back. Fortunately, Mr. Hao doesn't remember the faults of villains and doesn't have the same experience as you."

Wang Mo: "Uh."

Wang Qiuren did not continue: "Mo'er, Mr. Hao has great talent and wisdom. You have to respect Mr. Hao as your teacher in the future, you know? If you had even a little bit of Mr. Hao's knowledge, you would have It won’t lead to a breakdown due to a slip of the tongue on the show.”

Hao Mingxing didn't dare to let Wang Mo call him teacher, so he quickly said: "Uncle Wang, please don't bully me. Mo... Ah Mo is also a man of great wisdom, otherwise I would not be willing to be his driver. "

Wang Mo had reminded Hao Mingxing before that in order to prevent his parents from thinking too much, he told Hao Mingxing not to call him Brother Mo when he was at home, but to call him Amo.

Wang Qiuren looked at Hao Mingxing's sincere face.

My heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

They were confused when Hao Mingxing drove Wang Mo back. After all, at the end of the year, who would give up their loved ones at home and send others home all the way?

Now, Hao Mingxing is a student of Xilou, but he still refuses to let his son call him teacher, and even looks at him with the respect of a junior.

This is so abnormal!

"Haha, okay, let's eat, eat."

Wang Qiuren temporarily suppressed the strangeness in his heart and asked Hao Mingxing to continue eating.

Dinner is over.

While Hao Mingxing and Wang Mo were going to the living room.

Wang Qiuren quickly pulled Wang Mo's mother Pan Shufang to the kitchen.

Once in the kitchen.

Wang Qiuren whispered: "What do you think of Xiao Hao?"

Pan Shufang said: "Of course it's very good. He can personally deliver Mo'er home from Shanghai. For this reason alone, we have to thank him."

Wang Qiuren said quickly: "But, don't you think he is too kind to Mo'er?"

Pan Shufang thought carefully: "It seems so."

Wang Qiuren said: "It doesn't seem to be the case, but it is definitely the case. You see, no matter how good the friendship is, you probably can't leave your parents alone during the Chinese New Year and send your friends home across provinces, right? No matter how good your friends are, you can't. You should be so respectful to us, right? And when Xiao Hao came yesterday, he brought a dozen bags of gifts. I calculated the value of those gifts, and the cheapest one was tens of thousands. What good friend can give such expensive things? Gift?"

When Pan Shufang heard this, she was surprised and said: "Oh, it's true. Then why is little Hao so nice to us?"

Wang Qiuren turned his head and glanced at Hao Mingxing, who was making tea for Wang Mo in the living room, and his heart beat more and more intensely.

How can any guest help the host make tea?

The key point is that his son seems to be used to this kind of service.

He retracted his gaze and said in a complex voice: "You haven't thought of it?"

Pan Shufang was not stupid, and she became a little uneasy this time: "...isn't it?"

Wang Qiuren said solemnly: "That's right!"

Pan Shufang: "This..."

Wang Qiuren said: "Think about it, although your son is not a star now, he is still talented, handsome and handsome. I don't know how many girls are fascinated by him. But he doesn't have a girlfriend. Is this normal?"

Pan Shufang: "Abnormal."

Wang Qiuren: "A man takes the initiative to send your son home, treats us as his elders, and gives us tens of thousands of yuan in gifts. Is this normal?"

Pan Shufang: "It's not normal either."

After saying this, she said anxiously: "What should we do?"

Wang Qiuren's expression changed, and after a while he sighed and said: "It's the 21st century, and our thoughts shouldn't be so rigid. Mo'er can let him do whatever he likes, and we can't interfere forcefully."

Pan Shufang's eyes were red: "But... I want to hold my grandson."

Wang Qiuren: "Don't think about it, we want to be a pair of enlightened parents. Mo'er's happiness is more important than anything else. What's more, this is not uncommon now. In the future, if we read more news about this, we will feel at ease. "

"All right."

Pan Shufang hesitated for a long time, then nodded in agreement.

The two of them lingered in the kitchen for more than half an hour.

Pan Shufang came out with a bowl of fruit, gritted her teeth and sat down next to Hao Mingxing.

Then……

Pan Shufang asked: "Xiao Hao, how old are you?"

Hao Mingxing said respectfully: "Auntie, I am 35 this year."

35?

The age is a bit old, but it is not unacceptable.

Pan Shufang continued to ask: "So, how many brothers and sisters do you have in your family?"

Hao Mingxing said: "I have a younger brother and a younger sister. I am the eldest."

Pan Shufang: "What do you do?"

Hao Mingxing: "I am now a singer in Yunhai Media."

Pan Shufang: "So you and Mo'er are in the same company."

Asked a lot of questions.

Although Hao Mingxing felt strange, he still answered seriously.

In the middle of the journey, I took advantage of Pan Shufang to pack the fruit plate.

Hao Mingxing whispered: "Brother Mo, do your parents usually ask guests these questions?"

Wang Mo shook his head and said with some confusion: "I'm surprised too. Anyway, in my impression, they have never asked you like this. Maybe they pay more attention to you, right?"

Hao Mingxing thought for a while.

Nodding in approval: "Indeed, I can feel it from Auntie's eyes. Auntie has slowly regarded me as a family member."

…

…

eight pm.

After Wang Qiuren finished cleaning up, he hurriedly left home.

The "setting up an arena" that Wang Mo just proposed was no small matter, so he had to go discuss it with the people in the village immediately.

If it could work.

That is a real big deal for Wangjiacun.

It was almost eleven o'clock at night.

Wang Qiuren dragged his exhausted body home, but his eyes were full of excitement.

He looked at Wang Mo who was sitting on the sofa and said excitedly: "Mo'er, I told your second uncle, third uncle and others about your idea, and also said that Xiao Hao will help us. Just now, the village has unanimously voted I approved your suggestion of setting up a ring.

Because everyone believes that only in this way can Wangjiacun get rid of the humiliation of an 'illiterate village'. Otherwise, Wangjiacun will always be ridiculed by the people in the surrounding villages if he doesn't give it a try. Even when we go out of the village to do errands, we can't hold our heads up.

so……

Tomorrow, on New Year's Eve, we will send representatives to send invitations to all the people around us, telling them that Wangjia Village will set up an arena at the entrance of the village on the first day of the new year for them to challenge.

If the challenge is successful, we will treat each other as a guest and kowtow to each other to celebrate the New Year.

When the challenge failed, the other party gave us New Year greetings and promised not to humiliate us with an illiterate village. "

"good!"

Wang Mo gave a thumbs up.

Wang Qiuren's eyes showed solemnity: "Mo'er, this time our Wangjiacun has put all its dignity and honor on the line. Are you sure we are sure of winning? If we lose, Wangjiacun will probably not be able to hold its head up at all in the future. "

The corner of Wang Mo's mouth curled up.

If he couldn't even manage a few small villages, that would be too bad.

He pointed at Hao Mingxing: "Dad, Brother Xing is a student in the West Building. With his help, we will never lose."

Wang Qiuren thought of Xilou himself, and his heart relaxed.

This evening.

Wang Mo and Hao Mingxing each slept in two rooms.

This made Wang Qiuren and Pan Shufang breathe a sigh of relief. Although they said they should be generous, open-minded, and accepting of new ideas, it was still a bit difficult for them to accept if two grown men slept in the same room.

…

The next day.

Lunar New Year's eve.

The day had just dawned, and the entire land of China was already drowned by the sound of firecrackers. Every household posted couplets to bid farewell to the old year, and the New Year atmosphere suddenly became stronger.

But in Wangjia Village, a man rode a motorcycle out of the village early in the morning and began to hand out letters of challenge to the surrounding villages.

The challenge letter reads: "In order to prove that Wangjiacun is not an 'illiterate village' and to maintain its own dignity. Wangjiacun will set up a 'literary exchange' arena at the entrance of the village tomorrow, the first day of the Lunar New Year. The keeper of the arena is Wangjiacun. People. Villagers from all surrounding villages can come and participate in the challenge. Astronomy, geography, poetry, poetry... as long as it is knowledge within the scope of literature, you can participate in the challenge.

The challenge content is:

Time: three days from the first to the third day of the Lunar New Year.

During these three days, anyone from all over the country can come and challenge. Both sides asked each other questions in an alternating question-and-answer manner. Within a day, if Wangjiacun answers with a high correct rate, Wangjiacun wins. On the contrary, if people from ten miles and eight towns have a high accuracy rate, Wangjiacun will be defeated.

If Wangjiacun wins, no one will be allowed to call Wangjiacun an ‘illiterate village’ from now on.

If Wangjiacun loses, Wangjiacun will treat everyone who challenges as a guest and kowtow to each other to wish them a happy new year. "

Ten o'clock in the morning.

This challenge letter has been sent to the village chiefs of more than thirty surrounding villages.

at once.

People within dozens of miles around were all shocked.

Everyone came out of their homes to celebrate the new year, and there was a lot of discussion.

"Wangjiacun, be brave!"

"Damn it, Wangjia Village wants to challenge more than thirty of our villages?"

"Hahaha, courage from an illiterate village?"

"Have there been any famous people in Wangjiacun? Except for Wang Mo, who jumped on the street."

"Maybe the people in Wangjiacun just want to wish us a happy New Year."

"This kind of arena competition must be accepted!"

"I have to rush there tomorrow. I must watch the people in Wangjia Village kowtow to me."

"Wangjiacun is begging for abuse."

"catch!"

"catch!"

"..."

At noon, Wang Mo received the news.

More than thirty surrounding villages all accepted the challenge. No one quits! (End of chapter)