Su Fangfei listened to the seven million and eight million shouts from the audience. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I wiped my tears in my heart, if I waited until tomorrow and secretly filmed in private, I would have to make a lot of money!

But right now, she could only hold back her tears, forced herself to pull out a smile, and said

"Since everyone has such a strong request, then, the auction will be advanced, and now we will auction Mr. Zhang Can's works. ”

"Great!"

"That's the right decision!"

"You can't grab that from me!"

"Which one? Zhang Can wrote so many words. Or are you going to shoot someone else's words?"

"What nonsense? Everyone is robbing Zhang Can's presence, what am I going to shoot other words for?"

"That's right."

……

"Ladies and gentlemen, please give way. ”

At this time, the auctioneer, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and still in a cold sweat on his head, was officially launched.

He is a special auctioneer under Su Fangfei. You know, the news he got didn't say that he was going to be auctioned today. The news came so suddenly, so he had just been pulled out of his sister's bed.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please give way. "Some experienced auctioneers don't really understand the situation at hand!

What's the situation with this handsome guy on this stage?

Why can't it go down yet!

"Old Zhou, Old Chen, are you two?" Su Fangfei didn't understand very well, what were these two old men doing on stage?

"Old friend, shall we go down here?" asked Zhou Lao.

"......" Chen Lao didn't speak, as if he had become the taciturn him again.

Zhou Lao stumbled down on crutches and stumbled down with the support of Mina.

Xu was so emotional today that he needed someone to help him walk.

Zhang Can handed the words in his hand to the auctioneer on the side, and planned to go down.

Suddenly, only a "poof" sound was heard, and Chen Lao actually knelt down in front of Zhang Can!

"What a situation. ”

"Old Chen fell?"

"Old Chen...... This. ”

"Blind, what kind of fall is this, this is obviously ...... Get on your knees! Oh my God!"

"Mr. Zhang Can, please take me as an apprentice and teach me to write poetry!" Chen Lao suddenly shouted.

"This ......" Zhang Can was startled by him and hurriedly helped him, but Chen Lao seemed to be determined. I can't afford to help it.

I heard that being kneeled by the old man will break your life. Zhang Can felt that his blood bar was decreasing little by little.

couldn't help Chen Lao, Zhang Can was helpless, and knelt down.

Both of them were kneeling on the stage, looking a little happy.

But none of the people at the scene could laugh.

"Although Zhang Can's poems are good, but Old Chen, do you need this?"

"Chen Lao Ke is the founder of the Poetry Association......!

"When I was a child, I learned Chen Lao's poems in textbooks, why did he want to apprentice with Zhang Can!

"Oh my God, what the hell is going on!"

"At first, I thought that Chen Lao was going to accept Zhang Can as an apprentice, but why did he kneel!"

"It turns out that Zhang Can is really so powerful!"

Zhang Can knelt down helplessly and said, "Old Chen, I really can't stand it, you better get up quickly." ”

"No!" Chen Lao knelt down opposite him very firmly and said, "Your poetry is better than a hundred schools, and you should be an immortal talent!"

"You get up first. ”

"I'm sorry. ”

"If you don't get up, I won't get up. ”

"If you can't get up, I won't get up. ”

There was a stalemate on stage. Everyone was embarrassed, except for the auctioneer who was holding something on the side, and there was another person at the scene who was also extremely embarrassed.

That is Wen Yi'an, who looks down on scattered poetry the most.

You must know that he and Zhang Can have contradictions, although it is just to spray with Lin Wenruo. But Zhang Can's modern poems were once worthless by him. even boasted that Zhang Can can only write love poems, which is useless at all!

As a result, before he finished spraying that day, the actress jumped off the building in HD.

jumped off the building and had nothing to do with him, and then, he was rescued by a poem by Zhang Can.

What an old face!

His disciple, Xiang Jing, was scolded by Zhang Can, and his name was proposed. Being laughed at by people has no way to teach the disciples.

Slapped in the face one more time.

What now?

Mr. Chen Hanwen, the founder of the Poetry Association and known as the first person in poetry today, bowed down in front of Zhang Can.

Threatened to apprentice to Zhang Can?

Isn't this all the people in the poetry world going to be low?

He's a young boy who doesn't know what to do!

But fortunately, what Wen Yi'an is best at can be said to be modern poetry, modern poetry and ancient poetry, although it is a word difference, but they are completely different fields.

This isn't a slap in the face, right?" Wen Yi'an said to himself.

At this time, Wen Yi'an's phone rang.

Wen Xuemei's phone?

He looked around, Wen Xuemei lived here yesterday, why didn't she see anyone in this competition today.

didn't think clearly what was going on, Wen Yi'an still answered the phone,

"Hello, is this Mr. Wen?"

"It's a light rain. Wen Yi'an recognized it, this was Wen Xuemei's assistant's voice.

Xiaoyu was obviously very happy to hear Wen Yi'an's voice recognize her, "Mr. Wen, it's really an honor for you to recognize my voice...... No, no! Mr. Wen, no, Mr. Xiang Jing was arrested by the police! Mr. Wen fainted directly. She fainted and was getting ready to call you. ”

"...... Arrested?" Wen Yi'an asked with a trembling voice.

"I went to consult, and it was said that Mr. Xiang Jing sent someone to falsely accuse Zhang Can. The crime is not small, and there are people who cooperate, but he is all involved, and there are many witnesses, which should be ...... It's ironclad evidence. "Xiaoyu often helps Wen Xuemei deal with messes, and these things have long been familiar with them.

It's just that it's not Wen Xuemei who is causing trouble, but Xiang Jing!

Wen Xuemei will cause trouble, but she has a reputation, she has the ability, and she will not be stupid enough to send the handle to the door!

But Xiang Jing ...... Maybe his dad was a fool.

Anyway, according to what Xiaoyu found, the evidence is ironclad, and it is estimated that he will be able to watch the Spring Festival Gala several times in prison.

"Oh no, someone fainted!" Xiaoyu heard a screaming voice coming from the phone.

It turned out that Wen Yi'an couldn't bear it, and before he could hear Xiaoyu finish speaking, the whole person fell.

In the literary fight, the literati are very popular, and it is normal to vomit blood or something, so the stretcher, the doctor, the nurse, or something has been prepared for a long time.

As soon as the stretcher came, Wen Yi'an lay up, and the two of them lifted it. Whoosh, he was carried to the nearby infirmary. It's neat and tidy!

This is also a common thing, so everyone is only attracted by this thing, and they lose interest. But when they look back at the stand.

Damn!

What a situation!

Why did these two people already hold hands and step down with a smile!

What just happened!

Can anyone tell me?!