No green plant can resist sunlight, just as no one can resist He Yunxiao's cheerful smile.
The He Yunxiao of the past was nothing more than a petty person with wicked intentions, but the He Yunxiao of today has become a fine young man born under the red flag and raised in the spring breeze, whose values are more upright than his appearance.
In this way, the change in temperament from the inside out is terrifying.
Although He Yunxiao is now trying his best to imitate some of his predecessor's actions and habits, he cannot imitate his thoughts, values, and inner temperament.
This results in his smile having an extremely positive and persuasive effect.
Anyone who doesn't know him would think He Yunxiao is a sunny, patriotic young man who is loyal to the emperor and dedicated to serving the court.
Unfortunately, everyone in the entire capital city of Yin had heard of the bad things He Yunxiao had done.
It wasn't that He Yunxiao was vicious; it was simply that he was very distinctive, and whatever he did would quickly spread throughout the capital. Many young ladies from wealthy families would even go out of their way to criticize He Yunxiao for being unruly and arrogant during the day, while secretly buying his paintings and studying them at night.
The Great Qi Kingdom is at the top.
Du Yinyun was stunned by He Yunxiao's smile, but quickly came to her senses. She turned her head away, pretending to watch the competition in the arena below the stage, and acted as if she didn't care at all.
Instead, Jiang Wuyou glared at He Yunxiao and scolded, "This is the Martial Arts Viewing Platform. What kind of trouble are you trying to cause now? Don't you think your reputation is big enough?"
Although the words were meant as a reproach, He Yunxiao felt a warmth in his heart upon hearing them.
As expected of Sister Jiang, who has an 80% favorability rating! Knowing that I often do things out of line, she advised me to behave myself and protect my reputation.
They know they're wrong, but they refuse to change.
Compared to ruining one's reputation, Chu Xiaoxiao's woodcutter's knife is clearly more terrifying!
Moreover, it's a double kill; neither Du nor I can escape.
Between two evils, choose the lesser. I'm sorry, Sister Du, the city folks didn't mean to trick you.
He Yunxiao did not directly respond to Jiang Wuyou's scolding, but instead pretended that he could not lift the table and pleaded, "Sister Jiang, please choose one quickly, I can't lift it anymore."
Even for martial artists, preparing a meal is no easy task.
Seeing He Yunxiao struggling to stay upright, Jiang Wuyou softened her tone and compromised, saying, "Put the dishes down. Let him go."
He Yunxiao deftly placed the table aside, then moved a chair over and sat down next to Jiang Wuyou.
Privately, Jiang Wuyou planned to give He Yunxiao money, but publicly, she still valued the reputation of a courtesan. It was not a good thing to associate too closely with He Yunxiao, who was "famous throughout the Great Qi," in public.
Moreover, Jiang Wuyou's dancing skills are superb, belonging to the top tier in the industry.
Not only was her name registered with the Ministry of Rites, but she also performed a dance as the finale at the Empress Dowager's birthday celebration last year, making her famous throughout the capital.
Seeing He Yunxiao sitting beside her, Jiang Wuyou made a gesture of pushing him away, and said with dissatisfaction, "I told you to put the dishes down, why are you still sitting down?"
He Yunxiao feigned surprise and said, "Huh? Aren't I my sister's type?"
"puff."
A popular young lady standing nearby spat out the tea she had just drunk.
Those on the other viewing platforms couldn't help but chuckle.
Jiang Wuyou feigned displeasure, but the upturned corners of her mouth couldn't hide her happiness. She lightly slapped He Yunxiao and jokingly scolded, "You little rascal."
He Yunxiao, with a smile, served food and poured wine for Jiang Wuyou.
Not everyone is susceptible to these cheesy pickup lines.
He Yunxiao dared to say that purely because he had an incredibly handsome face and a current favorability rating of 83, so he was fearless.
The words of the two people on the left reached Du Yinyun's ears without missing a single detail.
She picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, only to find the tea extremely bitter.
On the stage, Chu Fan had also decided the outcome of his match with his opponent.
As the gong-bearing maid announced "The competition is over," five beautiful young women on the viewing platform began to score the contestants.
Everyone's attention was focused on He Yunxiao, and they didn't notice anything happening on the dueling platform. However, this didn't stump them, since Chu Fan would win anyway, and the other person would lose.
Just give Chu Fan a higher score and the other person a lower score.
Anyway, this is only the first round of the competition. Winning this battle won't affect the final score. When only a dozen or so people are left to compete for the top ten spots and advance to the next round, that's when every point will be crucial.
Jiang Wuyou casually wrote "six" and "four" because a match is worth ten points, with Chu Fan getting six points and the other person getting four.
He Yunxiao said, "Sister Jiang, your score is wrong."
Jiang Wuyou asked curiously, "Why is it wrong?"
"During the match just now, although the two fought fiercely, upon closer inspection, Chu Fan used orthodox swordsmanship and held back at every turn. But his opponent was not like that; every move he made was a vicious, low-level attack. Moreover, after the match, Chu Fan's clothes were perfectly intact, his breathing was steady, and he had plenty of energy left. The other man, on the other hand, was panting heavily."
Jiang Wuyou's eyes lit up, and upon careful consideration, it seemed to be true.
She was simply surprised that He Yunxiao knew so much, yet instead of causing trouble, he spoke frankly and impartially.
"How about '73'?"
“At most '91',” He Yunxiao said. “However, '91' is not very auspicious. Martial artists always have to save face. Sister, how about '82'?”
"Why is it unlucky?" Jiang Wuyou asked, puzzled.
As the most beautiful courtesan and a performer who frequently entered the palace to dance, she was particularly sensitive to matters of "auspiciousness."
He Yunxiao twitched the corner of his mouth, unsure how to explain.
They had no choice but to make something up and fool the crowd.
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