But in the field, the action of presenting the halberd at the gate still continued.
A group of old men in their seventies and eighties who could not breathe smoothly stepped out of the queue one after another. With shaking hands, they took the pole from the apprentice and solemnly stepped forward to insert the pole in front of me.
The old guys from the judging panel were followed by a group of old people from the observation group who had long since retired to take care of their grandchildren.
The one with the lowest status among this group of old people is the boss of an archaeological institute who is in charge of one side.
They had no disciples to follow, and no pole...
But the way they presented their halberds at the gate was also the most special.
What they offer is...
Pen!
Although times have changed, old guys still maintain the very good and excellent tradition of carrying pens with them.
One after another, pens of different colors and styles were inserted under my feet as probe rods. They looked longer, brighter and more attractive than those rods.
When Guo Hongluo's slovenly gang saw these pens, their eyes were bright and glowed with light comparable to the sun. The blazing high temperature burned themselves and the entire Bailuyuan!
Lao Dao Baozi was shaking as he held the cigarette in a daze, his face was full of excitement, his face was red and his neck was thick, and his clenched fists were beating his thighs wildly.
Luo Dirty, Bao Guoxing and others were already in tears!
In the eyes of Guo Hongbaozi and others, this pen is more important than the pole.
To put it bluntly, the pole represents labor, while the pen symbolizes power!
The person holding the pole is just a wage earner, but the person holding the pen is a master!
If you hold the pole and hold the pen, you are both civil and military!
That is--
Wen Tao and military strategy!
Wenzhi and martial arts! !
Wen Chengwu De! ! !
This is terrifying!
The morning sun hangs slantingly, and the wind and sand are lingering.
Everyone looked at me silently, looking at me standing in the dense sword and halberd, as if they were seeing a myth.
The sun shines on the pen and probe rod, and the colorful light reflected 360 degrees from all directions is projected on my body and face. With the rising sun, my shadow is lengthened, extending higher than the mouth of the phoenix and turning into a mountain!
In the dusk, Luo Sloppy screamed loudly and tremblingly: "The people in Mo are like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world!"
Bao Guoxing gritted his teeth and shouted loudly: "A gentleman is like Heng, Yuyi Yuyao!"...
Lao Dao pinched the leopard's shoulder tightly and shouted in a hissing voice: "Look at Bi Qiao, the green bamboo Yi Yi. There are bandits and gentlemen, they are like quarrels and discussions, like grinding."
Leopard used his backhand to tie Lao Dao's neck tightly, sobbing and shouting: "The white feathers of meteors are inserted into the waist, and the sword flowers and autumn lotus light come out of the box!"
Suddenly, Guo Hong looked up to the sky and shouted: "The hidden dragon soared into the abyss, its scales and claws flying. The tiger roared in the valley, and all the beasts were in panic. The eagle and falcon tried their wings, and the wind and dust spread. The first-born of a strange flower, it looked like an emperor."
"How magnificent. Junior brother!"
Seeing these shiny pens, Xia Binghai in the distance did not hide his joy and laughed heartily. While laughing, the old guy gave me a thumbs up. There were tears covered with thick pulp in the big eyes of the peerless flying dragon. The light is flickering.
It's just that the thumb of the broken arm that is covered with plaster cannot be raised very well, and the posture is extremely ugly.
While smiling broadly, Xia Binghai didn't forget to turn around and look at Long Yao, head raised high, that smile was particularly comfortable, refreshing and unrestrained.
A special way to relieve anger, a special way to relieve hatred!
When the old guys from the observation group were dispersing in a long line, suddenly, a man strolled up.
As soon as this person came out of the queue, he immediately attracted the attention of the whole audience. Even Huang Guanyang and others stopped celebrating and stood still, not even daring to speak out loud.
The person who came out was the dean of the Hanlin Academy!
This person’s surname is Jiang!
If your guess is correct, this person has some connection with the Jiang family in the Demon City!
When Mr. Jiang Yuanjiang stepped out of the crowd and came towards me, Guo Hong, Lao Baozi and others' expressions changed drastically and their breathing stopped.
Yu Xiujie, Guo Haiqiang and others were even more shocked, their pupils shrank to the size of needles.
Everyone at the scene is thinking about a question
question.
Could it be that Mr. Jiang also wants to...
Under the gaze of everyone, Mr. Jiang suddenly stopped and looked left and right, as if he was looking for something.
Suddenly, Mr. Jiang bent down to pick up the probe rod!
With so much excitement, everyone around them had their eyes opened and their heads exploded!
The two referee supervisors with green faces and red eyes immediately launched rockets and rushed out of the crowd and rushed to Mr. Jiang's side, bowing their heads and covering their mouths to report in a low voice.
Boss Jiang hummed and glanced around calmly, a look of embarrassment flashed across his brows.
One look at Jiang Dayuan's appearance and he knew that this person didn't know the rules of offering halberds at the gate.
Yuanmen pole, Yuanmen pole, if you have a probe pole, offer a probe pole, and if you don't have a probe pole, offer a pen.
Going back twenty years ago, the fountain pen was a symbol of literati and power, and it was also a necessity to carry around.
Apart from poles and pens, I’ve never heard of anyone offering anything else!
After all, only the pole and pen are the most practical representatives!
After receiving the green-faced and red-eyed report, Jiang Dayuan clapped his hands as if nothing had happened and was about to touch the pen.
only……
I touched around and couldn't find the pen!
This is so fucking embarrassing!
The head of the first department of the Imperial Academy doesn’t even have a pen!
Immediately, Jiang Dayuan called his secretary to bring him a pen.
But coincidentally, at this moment, the green-faced, red-eyed man covered his ears and reported.
Jiang Dayuan was stunned immediately and blinked twice!
To offer a halberd, you have to offer what you have on your body!
Don’t take other people’s things!
Now Jiang Courtyard seems to be riding a tiger with a hard time getting off.
Now that he has come out, he cannot go back because of his strength.
It is easy to retreat, and your image will be greatly affected.
However, I don’t have a pen or a pole, so what should I offer?
This time, Jiang Dayuan was really stumped.
But just three seconds later, Jiang Dayuan adjusted his posture and walked straight towards me.
At this time, many interested people had quietly locked their eyes on the palm of Jiang Dayuan's right hand.
"Tongshi!"
"exist!"
