Heavenly Star

Second day.

Sunless and snowy rise early, but the sun clearly rises earlier than they do. The wind is sunny and cloudless. As usual in Ye Fu, no one but two parties knew that a “big thing” had actually happened last night. Ye Wuchen would never think that Ye Shuiyao would tell the story. With her seemingly indifferent personality to everything, perhaps she won't take it too seriously. Because after all... nominally my brother.

At this time, Ye Wuchen had changed into a gorgeous snow coat brought to him by Xiao Green, his hair tied up, handsome and unmatched, his mouth with a smile of evil charm, hidden in the deity with a state of pride, his eyes glanced directly at by Xiao Green Venus flashed, almost unable to find the north, Wang Wencheng was even more satisfied with the close mouth, because her son not only looked remarkable, but also obviously changed, no longer as indifferent as yesterday, but smiled fully, which means that he has begun to accept the family.

What a perfect little white face... Ye Wuchen said to himself after looking in the mirror.

After breakfast, the Ye family went up and down busily to live. Ye Fu and Ye Wei all went out. Ye Wuchen circled the large Ye Mansion with condensed snow, and found that he seemed to be an idle person.

“Seven, go shopping with me. Hachi is here. If Madame wants to see you, she'll say I went shopping and come back soon. Oh, yeah, go get me a fan. ”

“Yes, yes!” Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye, eight, Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye Soon, Ip Ba took a white jade fan and carried it on his hands.

Ye Wuchen took it and shook it together. “Cher, see if he looks like a young master now. ”

“As long as it's my brother, I'll always be the best looking.” The snow blinked, answering no question.

“I knew you'd say that.” Ye Wuchen smiled and waved a fan: “Xiaoqi, let's go. ”

Ye Qi hastily followed. As fools can see, the young master, who was not serious yesterday, was in a strange mood today, as if he had changed his mind.

The vibrant, diverse crowds of people above the streets underscore the prosperity of the Tianlong Capital. Ye Wuchen held a fan with one hand, holding the snow in his hand, and walked in the middle of the road with great shaking, nobility and arrogance undoubtedly appeared, plus an astonishing appearance, in the mixed crowd as a crane standing chicken, the passers-by unconsciously made way for him, even more frequently provoked some unmarried women waiting for their girlfriends, but soon they would darkly hurt their heads, self-shaped filth. Because such a temperament can never be cultivated by a large family in general.

Although the news of the return of the missing Young Master Ye has spread throughout Tianlong City, since the young Master Ye used to go out very rarely, few people will even recognize it. Even if someone occasionally sees it, it's long forgotten, so nobody recognizes him.

“Xiaoqi, how far is it from the palace?” Ye Wuchen asked.

“Return to the Young Master, very close, as long as the foot is less than half an hour away, horseback riding will soon arrive.” Ye Qi replied.

“Oh… let's look around the Imperial Palace. ”

The closer the palace is in the northwest direction of Ye Jia Mansion, the denser the crowd. A few minutes after walking, Ye Wuchen frowned; “Xiaoqi, is there something going on lately? Most of the pedestrians here are young, rushed, dressed in different colors, walking around unconsciously, obviously never came here or rarely came here. Is there a rally in Tianlong City today? ”

“Young master wise. Heavenly Dragon City will hold the annual Junior Junior Junior Junior Selection Competition at Heavenly Dragon Royal Academy these days, open to all those under 25 years of age, and the Emperor will be there to watch and select talent in person. So there were a lot of people who took part in the trials and watches. ”

“Oh? What kind of comparison?” Ye Wuchen asked.

“This… divide and fight, Wembi first, Wubi later. This year Wembi just ended the day before yesterday, Wubi starts tomorrow, tomorrow is the premiere, multiple games are held simultaneously to screen out the real strong, the emperor will not go to see, the day after is the real strong competition, and it is also the most watched every year. And today is the last day to sign up. Ah... Young Master, you can see that.” Ye Qi's eyes lit and pointed forward.

There is a big announcement on the wall, which is now all over the city, and it happens every year. Few people know its contents. At best, it's just a confirmation time, so there is no clustering. Ye Wuchen was just approaching and suddenly took a pause because he saw a back that impressed him.

In contrast to Ye Wuchen's gorgeous white coat, he was dressed in black and somewhat worn out. He stood still under the announcement. His body was still tattooed. Ye Wuchen seemed to see a sharp blade inserted straight into the ground, releasing the cold light.

Ye Wuchen saw this man yesterday in front of the Dream Smoke Tower, when he walked past him with a seemingly blind middle-aged woman, the indifferent aura and a sharper eye than a hungry eagle made him remember this man.

When he walked to his side, Ye Wuchen swept the announcement. Set aside those nagging opening remarks, the content is roughly the same as Ye Qi said. Tomorrow will be a pageant, and the day after tomorrow the real teenager will fight. The rules of the game are challenging.

Ye Wuchen's gaze slightly slanted. He looked at the young man, who was similar to his age, thin and with a cold face, but found his eyes staring dead under the bulletin.

Ye Wuchen turned around and dragged Snow away.

The bulletin reads as follows: "The first place will be summoned by the emperor and will receive a spiritual weapon, 5,000 taels of silver, and a residence in the north of the city, depending on their specific abilities. The other ten chosen by the emperor rewarded a thousand taels of silver, willingly joined the royal guard, worry-free clothing for life..."

Such conditions may not be abundant, but for most people, they want fame, and once famous, the path of life will be the same as Pingchuan. And for some, they may not care about fame, but about the tempting reward.

That man is the latter. Now he's a man who's forced to live, and he needs money, so he'll be in that race.

“Well, Master, do you want to sign up?” Ye Qi asked with a smiley face. He was still really scared that this young master couldn't get a lively picture to really sign up for the competition... and it must have been harshly embarrassing to the Ye family. Young Master Ye was such a loser in the whole city who doesn't know who is now normal, but still seems to be just a reader with no power to bind chickens.

“The Young Master will not participate, just look.” Ye Wuchen said.

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