In fact, as a large-scale festival that immortals pay special attention to, Qifeng country, as the organizer, is most afraid of things, so it is strictly controlled every time, and there will be no official favoritism and fraud. Even our own people will not weaken the law enforcement.


    Zhou different told him that the other four writers from Aolan country did not intend to communicate with him, so they were the only ones who came to send Du Ziyuan today. Du Ziyuan thought about it, gave Zhou different the remaining dragon ink, and then left the venue of the first round.


    "Master, you''re back!" as soon as Du Ziyuan came out of the competition field, Xiao Jin welcomed him, and Lin yufrown was there.


    Du Ziyuan felt that they were like parents waiting outside the examination room during the college entrance examination. In fact, not only they, but also the families and attendants of many other contestants were waiting here, such as old five. Pei Mingyang wasn''t there. I guess he didn''t expect Du Ziyuan to come out so early. He should be at Princess Yunman now.


    However, they don''t need to bask in the sun. There are several restaurants hundreds of meters away from the competition site. They can hold the girl and drink wine slowly.


    "Is there any rich second generation officials who don''t have eyes to harass you?" Du Ziyuan suddenly remembered some rotten bridge sections and asked.


    Xiao Jin shook his head disappointedly: "no, I can''t wait for what the master told me before."


    Du Ziyuan noticed that Xiao Jin is wearing men''s clothes today. Does this guy want to play the "hero" in saving the United States? But without her face standing there, how can she attract those childe brothers?


    Do you expect Lin yufrown?


    [mdzz!] Du Ziyuan is completely desperate about Xiao Jin''s IQ, but forget it, it''s good to be mentally retarded.


    So he patted her on the head and said seriously, "Xiao Jin, don''t worry. Even if no one wants you in the future, the master will keep you for a lifetime."


    "Although very happy, why did I feel a trace of humiliation?" little Jin frowned and mused.


    "What do you want to do with such a profound question," Du Ziyuan looked around again and asked, "where''s lu''er?"


    "She was taken away by her martial uncle."


    "Martial uncle?" Du Ziyuan thought of the word in his mind for a long time before he realized, "do you mean fengmuzhao?"


    After living together for a long time, Du Ziyuan almost forgot that the young girl of his family seemed to be a disciple of Penglai sword sect.


    "Yes! That''s the singer! Isn''t master lu''er locked up? She misses her master very much. Her uncle said he could take her to see her master, so she followed."


    "Oh, let her go, let''s go back." Feng muzhao had something to do with the God of wealth. Du Ziyuan thought she wouldn''t have any problems, so he didn''t think much. Ning Hanlu was originally fostered in his house. It''s reasonable to go back now.


    After chatting with Lao Wu and telling him the basic situation inside, Du Ziyuan went back to another restaurant.


    ……


    Du Ziyuan''s departure soon aroused a topic. Those who saw him play early began to guess why.


    "It''s impossible to give up. Who is not a famous writer who is qualified to participate in the seven front Festival? Who will give up in such a place?"


    "Maybe. What if the topic is too difficult this time? If he comes out so early, he can have a gimmick. He doesn''t have to lose money."


    "Yes, it''s only two and a half days. How much can he write? Unless it''s copying."


    "I heard. He is the mountain wind of Aolan country, the one who draws cartoons! He is very famous in the southeast!"


    "I''ve also heard of the name of Shanfeng. People in Aolan state have compared him with blank. It''s killing me with laughter."


    "Mountain wind? Is that the one who caused public anger and finally apologized to blissful pure land?"


    "It''s Tiangang sect that apologizes. What''s the matter with Guan Shanfeng? But when it comes to blissful pure land, I can''t. I''m addicted again. I have to take a sip!"


    "Suck songs? Take me one!"


    ……


    The building soon tilted, but most people don''t think Du Ziyuan can draw any good works in just two days. They all think Du Ziyuan may have broken the jar. For a time, the name of the fastest departure of Qifeng festival in history quickly became popular on the Internet. Many people laughed at Du Ziyuan and lost the face of Ao Lan country.


    Of course, there are many rational people who think it is foolish to make a final decision before the results come out. Whether Du Ziyuan gave up or finished ahead of time will be known on the day when the voting starts. Those who are in such a hurry to come out and ridicule may be beaten in the face.


    But some people like to jump like that. They enjoy the pleasure of ridiculing others. They spray whenever they have to, regardless of the facts.


    The crown prince of Qifeng country saw this scene on the Internet and immediately laughed. "Scold! Then scold! The harder you scold, the better!"


    Although he did not dare to maliciously target Du Ziyuan, he could gloat at at seeing Du Ziyuan being misunderstood like this. Because of Du Ziyuan, he has been afraid to go out for a long time, and now he finally has a bad breath.


    ……


    Du Ziyuan doesn''t care about these things, or he doesn''t know these things at all. After going back, he was still the same. When he should have salted fish, he followed it when he shouldn''t have salted fish.


    Time passed quickly, and two days later, another person who left early appeared. However, because it is the fifth day, not many people think that he gave up. Instead, they think that this man''s creation speed is very fast and should be very confident.


    And this man is the eighth childe Qin Jing!


    He knew that Du Ziyuan would leave on the third day, so he found Du Ziyuan directly after he came out.


    "It''s time to notarize our bet." he looked at Du Ziyuan coldly, full of confidence.


    Du Ziyuan saw his confidence, but he didn''t care. Because he doesn''t think he will lose, and even if he loses, he can still take out two inferior spirit tools.


    The two came to the residence of the four guests. After Daoming''s intention, they were received by elder Guo Yong of bulaofeng. Like both of them, he is a novelist. He is a senior in the industry.


    "It''s not impossible for me to testify to you," Guo Yong said after understanding the specific situation. "It''s just that the bet feels a little wrong. You only need to take out two inferior spirit tools when you lose, but he needs to pay all his merits. It''s too unfair for him."


    Du Ziyuan didn''t speak, just stared at Guo Yong''s eyebrows.


    The latter thought Du Ziyuan didn''t dare to refute him, so he continued: "I think you can add some more things. At least you have to value a medium-quality spirit instrument. Otherwise, let''s change his bet. Two low-quality spirit instruments are enough. Why should people''s merit be so excessive?"