Chapter 438: Who is the oriole

on his neck. If you have the guts, pull out the knife and cut it at this officer!""make yourself at home and chop it hard!"when Wuzhi spoke, it was called a light, grinning and cheerful one who stretc...Zhao Mingcheng said: "several of you here are more or less close to each other. How about this let's call in all the princes and beauties from outside and let everyone comment."

"if everyone thinks Wu Shilang plays well, then we will pay 20 thousand taels of silver."

Zhao Mingcheng said, "but if people think Wu Shilang doesn't play well, what about Wu Shilang"

"what are you doing with so much writing it's like mixing sand and white rice in your mouth. It's so tight!"

Wu Zhi gave Zhao Mingcheng a white look: "of course it's good for you to ask the public to judge."

"if everyone thinks I'm playing like a piece of **, how about I give you 22000 silver out of my own pocket"

Tsai Huan raised her eyebrows and nodded slightly.

Zhao Mingcheng immediately clapped his hands and said, "OK, it's settled!"

soon, under the organization of Zhao Mingcheng, the pavilion was surrounded by many people.

the people who can enter the drunken wind building are not the sons of wealthy families, but the young masters of wealthy families, who represent the entire upper class in Tokyo.

their appearance also means that if Wuzhi doesn't play well today, his bad reputation will spread throughout Tokyo overnight!

Li Qingzhao did not expect so many people to come. He knew full well that Zhao Mingcheng was doing something wrong, but now it was too late to go back on his promises.

she hurried to Wuzhi and whispered to Wuzhi, "Hey, can you really play the piano" If not, now I'll put in a good word for you and find a step down. "

Wu Zhi winked at Li Qingzhao: "Why, do you care about me now" Didn't you just play a different tune with your brother "

Li Qingzhao glanced angrily at Leng Wuzhi: "who made you so aggressive Childe Cai didn't offend you."

"you have a mouthful of Mr. Cai on the left and Mr. Cai on the right. Do you like him"

Li Qingzhao snorted: "Don't talk nonsense about those useless things. Tell me quickly, will you"

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"will you find out later"

with that, Wuzhi rose to his feet.

he looked at Zhao Mingcheng and Tsai Yi in front of him and smiled at them with a smile: "Oh, I didn't expect a lot of people to come. You said that there are so many people, can we raise the stakes a little bit "

"how about 22000 each of you"

Zhao Mingcheng was about to open his mouth when Wu Zhi said, "I know Prince Zhao doesn't have so much, but we can write notes."

said, Wuzhi immediately took out the pen and paper from his pocket!

when Li Qingzhao saw this, she could not help but put her hand over her forehead. She was really ashamed to call her brother Wuzhi, who was completely in the eye of money! I never forget wherever I go. I carry a pen and paper with me, which is supposed to trick people.

there are many people around now, and Zhao Mingcheng is also hard to get off on a tiger. Everyone comes to join in the fun, including many bad friends that Zhao Mingcheng knows.

if he falls behind at this time, I am afraid he will not only be unable to raise his head in front of Li Qingzhao in the future, but will even be laughed at by these bad friends.

and he doesn't think that a rough and savage person like Wuzhi can really play such a wonderful sound.

holding on to death is just an unfashionable little skill. Zhao Mingcheng himself will show it later, so that Li Dacai can completely change her outlook through comparison.

so Zhao Mingcheng wrote down the betting agreement on a piece of paper after making a few remarks in front of everyone.

Zhao Mingcheng handed the paper to Wu Zhi: "is that all right now"

Wuzhi's mouth suddenly grinned slightly, and his hand scratched gently on the belly of Zhao Mingcheng's index finger.

when Zhao Mingcheng gave a sound of pain, the blood was left from his fingers. Wu Zhi immediately stained the blood with Zhao Mingcheng's fingers and pressed his fingerprints on the paper.

"all right! The contract is done! ", and he longed for Wu Zhi's early death.Zhao Jie nodded slightly: "in that case, there are no scruples about this competition, and you two can do your best!"Zhao Huan's voice fell, and Cai Han looked...