Chapter 46: Immaculate Monk

"It's basically clear that those people just took the money."

"Such a big show, now the whole city of gods has heard of his name, this must have cost a lot of money, so who paid for it?"

"From what my old man said, it seems that Wangjing is closely related to this matter."

"Tsk, isn't this a match? That guy just happened to come from Wangjing."

Seven days later, in a private room of a restaurant, more than a dozen young men and women picked up their chopsticks and naturally talked about the hottest thing in Shendu in recent days, or a name.

——Gu Zhuo.

During this period, the two words "Gu Zhuo" appeared in large and small taverns, teahouses, and even brothels and academies in Shendu with an extremely exaggerated frequency, and were enthusiastically shouted and sung by people from all walks of life.

Interestingly, the ways these people made Gu Zhuo famous were not consistent.

Those storytellers like to praise one and criticize the other, always putting his name together with some long-established geniuses, comparing them in various ways, and finally coming to the conclusion that he is superior in all aspects; the girls in the brothels naturally speak in a much gentler way, often saying with a smile that they heard that there is a genius named Gu Zhuo recently, who was so popular in Wangjing, and maybe you can go and see him during the summer festival this year; as for the simplest ones, they are undoubtedly the gentlemen in the academy, who only need to say, "Look at that Gu Zhuo next door, why is he better than you in everything?" Fame comes naturally.

Amidst such a grand event, the price of information related to Gu Zhuo naturally rose sharply.

If not for this, the group of young men and women of noble birth sitting in the restaurant box today would not have gathered together to talk about Gu Zhuo.

"No wonder my dad would curse from time to time, saying that none of the people in Wangjing have good brains. I was skeptical before, but now I know it's true."

A young man said disdainfully, "How can they hype themselves up like this? Even I am almost tired of hearing the name Gu Zhuo, and you can imagine what others will feel. By then, there won't be any major problems with Gu Zhuo. If he doesn't live up to the hype he's received, he will definitely be spit on and cursed by the entire God Realm. I am looking forward to the scene at that time."

Someone laughed at him and said, "You really should look forward to it a little more, otherwise, wouldn't you have been scolded by your father for nothing recently?"

The young man had no way of refutation and rolled his eyes fiercely.

Lin Qianshui was also present.

She listened to this with some worry in her eyes, and shook her head and said, "This matter is not something that Mr. Gu can decide on his own. I think he doesn't want it to happen, but he has to bear the consequences."

"Qianshui, you are kind-hearted and always think the best of others."

The young man became more and more annoyed as he thought about it, and he mocked and cursed, "Everyone has reserved him the first place in this year's summer festival. I don't believe that Gu Zhuobing is so innocent that he doesn't know anything. It's obvious that he wants to use this opportunity to step on everyone else so that he can become famous."

At this moment, the handsome young man sitting in the main seat at the table finally stopped remaining silent and said something with a smile.

"Don't worry too much about such trivial matters."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the room responded, and their words showed that Senior Brother Song was very magnanimous and did not bother with others.

This Senior Brother Song is naturally Song Jinglun, a representative figure of local geniuses in Shendu, and one of the names that is often used by storytellers to criticize him in recent days.

"No matter what Mr. Gu thinks, he will eventually stand in front of us and challenge us."

Song Jinglun said calmly: "If that's the case, why bother wasting your energy on it? It will be enough to defeat him once when the time comes."

The young man who spoke first responded repeatedly and praised: "Sure enough, Senior Brother Song is a man of far-sightedness. Unlike me, who can only see what is in front of us..."

Before he finished speaking, someone suddenly interrupted him and asked excitedly, "Brother Song, have you already broken through to the realm of the true self?"

As everyone knows, Gu Zhuo had already entered the realm of Dongzhen more than a month ago, and the meaning revealed in Song Jinglun's words clearly showed that he was absolutely sure to defeat the former.

"almost."

Song Jinglun looked somewhat calm and composed.

Then, he naturally brought the topic back to the previous one and commented calmly: "Thinking deeply about this matter, it is nothing more than that group of old people in Wangjing are unwilling to give up. After selecting from left to right, they pushed this person out to try to prove something. This Gu Zhuo is nothing more than a chess piece that will be thrown away after use. It is more or less pitiful."

When he said this, he had a gentle smile on his face, seemingly showing regret and sympathy, but in fact he was condescending.

Hearing this, Lin Qianshui thought about the good impression Gu Zhuo had left on her that day. After hesitating for a moment, she said, "Actually, I have met this Mr. Gu once."

"Huh? Is there such a thing?"

"Why did you say it now?" "No wonder you spoke up for him just now, it turns out you've met before~"

Everyone present was curious, and almost all eyes fell on Lin Qianshui.

Only Song Jinglun looked straight ahead, with a calm expression, drinking by himself and enjoying himself.

Lin Qianshui looked at everyone and explained seriously, "That Mr. Gu gave me a very good impression. He was very decent in both his speech and his behavior. He really didn't seem like the arrogant type. I think the current situation... may not be what he wanted."

Among these dozen young men, her level was only in the middle, far from being outstanding, but because of her outstanding appearance and temperament, most of what she said would be taken seriously.

This time is no exception.

Just as everyone was about to discuss this, Song Jinglun put down his wine glass and said, "Since the current situation is not what this person wants, I have a solution."

Lin Qianshui's eyes lit up slightly, and he said, "Please give me some advice, Senior Brother."

"God can accommodate everyone in the world, so he can naturally accommodate a genius from Wangjing."

Song Jinglun smiled and said, "Junior sister, please ask Gu Zhuo to come over for the party later. I am willing to be the middleman for him and explain the misunderstanding to those who were offended. At that time, he will just say sorry and excuse me at most, and there will be no extra trouble. What do you think?"

Lin Qianshui was stunned for a moment, remembering that Gu Zhuo had already refused her seven days ago, and her expression became very subtle.

……

As late spring approaches, the spring scenery in the capital is fading and the sky is gloomy.

Gu Zhuo never stopped and continued with his original plan, leaving his own footprints in this world's most magnificent city.

To describe it in more accurate professional terms, it is scouting.

The only difference from before is that he is now very low-key. When he goes out, he either holds up a big black umbrella to cover his face or simply wears a bamboo hat. In short, he doesn't want to see people.

The reason is very simple.

His portrait has spread from Wangjing to Shendu. As public opinion continues to ferment, almost every one of his peers now knows what he looks like and is very curious about him.

If he had not already reached the state of truth, causing most people to lose the desire to challenge him, I think there would be more hostility than curiosity.

However, whether it is curiosity, hostility, or something else, it is still trouble after all.

Gu Zhuo had no intention of wasting any time on this.

In the early morning, before the capital of gods woke up, he had already stepped out of the inn and walked along the Wei River that runs through the entire capital of gods to see the scenery.

In the afternoon, a drizzle came to Shendu.

Gu Zhuo stood in front of the weeping willows by the water, looking at the raindrops floating in the air and listening to his own name faintly coming from afar. He felt speechless again.

"Are you worried too?"

A childish voice sounded behind him.

Gu Zhuo didn't look back and didn't say anything.

The man had come to his side and sighed, "It just so happens that I am also very upset right now, how about we both get upset together?"

Gu Zhuo turned around, lowered his head, looked at the little monk with red lips and white teeth, and then he knew who this person was.

Immaculate monk.

If we don't count him, he would be the real genius who is expected to be the second best among the young generation in the world today.

(End of this chapter)

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