Chapter 8:

Mr. Yun Ping's name is outside, and he has already received a lot of votes for his fans. Zhao Ziheng, who is good at eating, drinking and having fun, is one of them.
He signed up in a daze, and when he figured out the competition, he was dumbfounded.
The men of the Cao Gang are all discussing their lives on the water. The competition is designed for all kinds of work on the Cao boat, such as climbing masts, fishing in the river, duo boating competitions, weight-bearing climbing competitions and so on.
Long-distance voyages are boring. This set of races are familiar to the brothers on the boat. Everyone took the number plates and dispersed them to prepare for the race.
Bai Shiqi arranged Zhao Wujiu to sit next to Qiu Yunping, and asked the handyman to serve him with melon seeds and tea.
After Zhao Ziheng figured out the competition items, he ran to complain: "Seventeen, is there something wrong with the brain of the person who set the event? Still climbing the mast, when I am a monkey?"
Bai Seventeen: "..."
Qiu Yunping had an expression of "you are doing something" and gloating to remind him: "This young man, the races on the boat are all set by my young master."
Zhao Ziheng got stuck: "No... I said seventeen. You are all right to engage in these weird projects. Isn't the general arena competitions like archery, horse riding, piano, chess, calligraphy and the like?" Although horseback archery is not his professional field, but He is still very good at playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting or writing a few sour poems.
Bai Seventeen: "Master, do you let a bunch of Cao workers who don't know a few big characters compare with you?"
Zhao Ziheng: "..."
Zhao Wujiu had already turned over the game regulations written on the number stage. It was a handwritten booklet. Not only was the project complete, the rules were clear, the rewards and penalties were clear, the handwriting was sparse and unruly, and it was strong on paper.
"The setting of the event is very reasonable." Zhao Wujiu leads the troops all the year round. He is no better than Zhao Ziheng in looking at the problem. He only stays on the surface, like the examiner who sets the test. The business level of the ship's water service.
"You really set up all the events?" He was skeptical about this-a friend who can mix with his unreliable cousin, or a slick kid, is he really capable of such a thing?
Bai Shiqi didn't care about his doubts: "Everyone is boring, just playing around, cousin don't take it seriously."
However, Qiu Yunping praised Bai Shiqi very much and proved her ability: "My family has little helper, both civil and military, and this booklet was written by him." He explained: "The water workers usually discuss life on the water, except for working very much. In the first year of gathering people to drink and gamble for money, and the lesser gang leader alone escorted the food and grains, I saw that the shipping discipline on the ship was loose. The event attracted everyone's attention and cut off their idea of ​​gathering crowds to gamble. If they can win a lot of money, they can win a lot of money. It has been running for a few years, can there be fakes?"
Zhao Wujiu rarely praised her: "I really didn't see it, Young Master Bai is a talent."
Bai Shiqi was flattered: "I heard you right? My cousin actually praised me?" Shamelessly leaned over: "How about you praise me? It's very useful."
If Zhao Ziheng praised her, it was mostly a flattery, but Zhao Wujiu is a character who cherishes words like gold, and he has a righteous temper. How rare is it to be praised by him? !
Zhao Wujiu wanted to slap her face with a slap, but when he met her brilliant smile, his white teeth were about to shake blindly under the sun, and the harsh words in his belly swallowed back, proud. Said: "The words are also good."
Bai Shiqi excitedly squeezed his big hand and shook it twice, his eyes lighted: "My soulmate! Cousin is my soulmate! When you look back to see my father, you must tell him these words. He always scolds me to write like a ghost and a symbol!"
Bai Zhenting had never read a book for a few days since he was a child, and his cognition should be square and straight. For this reason, when Bai was seventeen, he was often beaten with a stick by his father.
Zhao Wujiu: "...It's better than ghost painting symbols!"
Bai Shiqi quickly withered, let go of his hand, his smile no longer existed, and he couldn't hurt the mind of the disabled, so he turned to his cousin to vent his anger: "Ziheng, if you even the brothers on my boat are Not better, then give up as soon as possible!"
Zhao Ziheng loses and does not lose. Although he is a little frustrated with the competition, he has to admit defeat before playing: "We haven't started the match yet, it's not always the one who loses!"
Zhao Wujiu's lips curled slightly, and he couldn't help but smile.
Shu Changfeng watched the six roads and listened to all directions. Although he signed up for the competition while he was busy, he still shouldered the safety of the master. A few steps away, he could not help but be stunned when he saw the smile of his master's lips.
Ever since he lost consciousness in his legs, has he ever seen His Royal Highness Zhou Wang show a little joy?
Shao Bai took the master seriously, not only was he so thick-skinned, he dared to push his master out for a walk hard, but he could still make the master laugh.
Shu Changfeng made up his mind to rely on Bai Shiqi, not for anything else, just for the smile of His Royal Highness Zhou.
The game officially began, and the first item was the mast climbing that Zhao Ziheng hated.
The boat they took was the largest boat in the Jiangsu Caogang. It had three floors, five masts, and a height of nearly 80 feet. Each group of five people participated in the competition. The knockout system was adopted.
Zhao Ziheng accidentally drew the first round. The other four were all on-board water workers. Some were tall and some were dark and thin. Everyone was in their respective positions. The steward held the gong and knocked it down. At the same time, he opened his voice: "Start. " The five people standing under the mast moved at the same time.
The other four water workers climbed up with the mast. The thinnest young man rushed up. He was dexterous, really like a monkey, but Zhao Ziheng, on the other hand, holding the mast is a matter of life and death. Go, just as soon as I vacated, I slid down.
He didn't give up, holding the mast and sprinting, his feet were just two feet off the ground, and he slipped down again.
Bai Shiqi thumped the table and laughed. He laughed unceremoniously at his brother, and shouted, "Ziheng, did you not eat? Or did you have a weight under your butt?"
Many of the workers on the boat leaned forward and closed with laughter, and even Zhao Wujiu smiled when he saw his unlucky appearance, and wanted to beat Bai Seventeen—what does it mean to have a weight under his butt?
Zhao Ziheng's handsome face was flushed, and he looked up and found that the strongest waterman in the same game had climbed a man slowly. He gritted his teeth and tried to suckle, holding on to the mast, slowly. Climbing up, he finally got off the ground and was half a person tall. He was so proud that he wanted to boast to Bai Shiqi. When he opened his mouth, he was relieved, slipped down and landed on the deck.
Bai Shiqi smiled earth-shaking and almost got angry: "Ziheng, can you do it?"
Zhao Ziheng almost cried!
Men are most afraid of being questioned by others!
He held the mast and crawled desperately, but his hands and feet were awkward, and he couldn't reach the level of Xiaocao Gong's body as light as a swallow. He was still breathing heavily, sweating profusely, like a stubborn. The bear, the crowd around the audience burst into laughter, and they were all amused by his actions. Among them, the one who disregarded manners was Bai Shiqi, who laughed without any image.
"Zi Heng, you should really let the little girls in Kyoto and Suzhou who are after you come and watch your heroic appearance." She shouted with tears from her laugh.
Zhao Wujiu couldn't help laughing. He couldn't bear to look directly at the embarrassment of his cousin. Looking at the game regulations, he just felt that the settings for all events were very complete, but after the start of the game, he realized that it was still very tricky, such as this first item. The lean monkey-like Xiaocao worker was about to climb to the top of the mast, but the other three watermen were struggling to climb. The second one was one foot away from the Xiaocao worker, and the next one was gradually decreasing. Zhao Ziheng was the last one, and was full of laughter.
There was a talk by the water worker: "Qin Liuer, this kid is usually dull and silent. I really didn't expect to climb the mast fast, like a monkey reincarnated."
Another Cao Gong said: "Unexpectedly, he will only get on the ship this year. Maybe he will be able to get the first prize. When he wins the bonus, he will go home and ask for a wife."
"I don't know who he is faster than the young leader?"
"Why don't you look back and compare with him?"
"..."
Zhao Wujiu sat next to the number platform, and the water workers gathered behind him. The guys laughed at the same level as the earth-shattering Bai Seventeen. They talked about people and did not restrain themselves. His voice was so loud that he listened. .
He was thoughtful and couldn't help looking sideways to look at Bai Shiqi, but he saw that the young man's face was like a jade, laughing wildly, his gaze was flying, he noticed his gaze, and turned his head to look at him with a smile on his face. He felt heartless when he was happy, as if he had forgotten the unhappiness he was teasing before.
Zhao Wujiu couldn't help but said, "Can you climb the mast?"
In the old days, he would not be interested in chatting with others about such trivial things, but amidst the roar of laughter, there was a boiling crowd everywhere, and the sound of cheering and cheering filled his ears, which had been tight for a long time. Unconsciously, his nerves relaxed.
Bai Shiqi probably didn't expect that he would be curious about this, and he laughed loudly: "The main reason is that my father and his son are very predictable. His old man was too harsh on me when he was a child. I can only climb the tree if he beats him hard. Flee for your life, it’s no problem to get on the boat and climb the mast when you grow up."
Zhao Wujiu didn't expect to hear this kind of answer, and suddenly laughed: "My father... Godson is really ingenious."
After several days of traveling together, Bai Shiqi had never seen him with such a happy smile. It was as dazzling as the breeze and bright moon, and he couldn't help but be in a daze: "My cousin is very handsome when he smiles. You should smile more. It's also easy to get a wife."
Suddenly, Zhao Wujiu deeply understood the unique way of teaching children of the old gang leader Bo-the stinky boy should be beaten a few more times, otherwise he would not be able to speak well.
Seeing that Zhao Wujiu's complexion was not good, Bai Shiqi was very concerned: "Cousin, is this too noisy?"
Zhao Wujiu: Besides you, is there anyone who laughs louder than you here?
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