Thinking of Lu Xiaoping's presence, Qian Hao almost didn't need foreplay, and suddenly he was high~ tide.

Yes, that's right, he wanted to write poems and write them to her. wrote it in front of her, and I couldn't wait to write all the Tang poems and Song lyrics.

not to pretend, just to stick to her gentleness; Not to pretend, just so that she can see her heart.

However, Fan Jun gave him a scoop of cold water and said in his ear: "Starling, the teacher asked you not to write poems, have you forgotten?" ”

Huang Jiying over there was overjoyed, and when he heard Fan Jun's voice, he couldn't help but change his face.

The next moment, in order to let Qian Hao inscribe the poem, he deliberately said sarcastically: "You can't ask for it, I don't believe you can write it well." ”

The onlookers were interested, pointing and whispering.

Qian Hao didn't care at all, waved his hand, signaled Fan Jun to leave it alone, and then looked around the crowd.

It's a pity that there are too many people, and Lu Xiaoping is not tall.

So, he couldn't see her.

A little frustrated, but soon, he cleaned up his mood, pushed away the crowd, and strode towards Huang Jiying.

It doesn't matter if you can't see it, it's good if she's there!

When Huang Jiying saw Qian Hao coming over, he raised his hand to protect his head with some fear. But thinking of so many people, he was ashamed of his actions.

So, he blushed and said coldly: "What you said just now is quite magnificent, why, don't you speak now?" You're the question, the wall is there, why did you come in front of me. ”

It seems that Fan Jun's words, as well as Qian Hao's actions, made him mistakenly think that Qian Hao couldn't inscribe poems. Therefore, he was more involved in sarcasm, as if Qian Hao really didn't dare to write poems.

Yuan Qingyi couldn't stand it, and felt that Huang Jiying was insulting Sven, so he said lightly: "You ask a poem, I ask a poem, and everyone present will comment on it, how about it?" ”

This gesture has won the favor of many people.

However, Qian Hao did not pay attention.

Qian Hao passed by directly, strode to the wall, and said loudly: "Boss, bring a brush and inscribe a family heirloom poem for you." ”

Poof!

In an instant, the crowd erupted in loud laughter.

I also inscribed you a family heirloom poem, how powerful you are.

The boss also had a black line on his face, and although he took a brush and paper, he warned him: "Young man, I have some history on this wall, don't scribble, be careful that I sue you for destroying cultural relics." Here, write on this piece of paper, and I'll stick it on you when I get back. ”

Hearing the boss's words, the crowd erupted in laughter.

Lu Xiaoping in the corner also covered her stomach, laughed, and said intermittently: "Oh, I'm laughing to death, these two people are so funny!" ”

"It's okay, it's just that this guy is crazy." Yang Chen was beside him and whispered.

Qian Hao didn't see it, otherwise he would have been angry, because Lu Xiaoping actually nodded.

Wang Jin stood next to Qian Hao, with an embarrassed expression, with an expression of "I am not familiar with him" on his face.

Get!

At this moment, in her opinion, Qian Hao, like Huang Jiying, is very brainless.

As for Zhuge Chengfeng, he had a wry smile and doubts, thinking that this Qian Hao's personality was really weird, and he was approachable before, why did he speak wildly at this time?

Shouldn't he look like that, not like an arrogant and unintelligent person?

Only Fan Jun was not embarrassed or confused, but looked forward to it and seemed very excited. No, he also tugged at Zhuge Chengfeng's sleeve and said, "Chengfeng, you see, my starling is going to make a move!" ”

“…… Is this really that powerful? ”

Although Zhuge Chengfeng believed in Fan Jun, he was still skeptical about it. In his opinion, even if Qian Hao is very powerful, at most he is at the level of Yuan Qingyi, which is great to catch up with his teacher.

However, a poem is enough to pass it on, and he doesn't believe it anyway.

In fact, none of the people present believed it.

No, there is one, and that is Huang Jiying. In fact, it is not to believe, it is more accurate to say that it is panic.

He had seen Qian Hao's poems and knew how powerful Qian Hao was, so he began to panic when it came to the end.

After all, he was slapped in the face in public, and he was also very faceless.

Unfortunately, it was already late.

Qian Hao walked to the wall and didn't listen to the boss at all. I took the brush, dipped it in ink, and began to write with a dragon and snake.

This time, he wrote very seriously and didn't read it out himself.

The boss didn't care whether he read it or not, and when he saw him writing directly on the wall, he immediately shouted in pain: "Be merciful, this wall, wall, wall, wall......"

As he spoke, the boss hurriedly stepped forward. But as soon as he stepped forward, his hand holding Qian Hao hung in the air.

Without him, he saw Qian Hao's poems.

Although, Qian Hao only wrote a sentence, and he only saw a sentence. However, he was already dumbfounded, and there was only the poem in his eyes.

As a boss of Cultural Street, his cultural skills are naturally not bad, otherwise how could he mix here?

The strangeness of the owner of the antique shop was suddenly seen by everyone. The crowd became more and more curious and shouted.

"Boss Gu, what's going on?"

"Boss Gu, are you talking?"

", Boss Gu is heartbroken."

"Poof......haha"

……

The onlookers were heartless and made jokes about this ancient boss.

Boss Gu was awakened by the sound of laughter, he was not angry, nor helpless, but hurriedly said: "Shhh, don't speak, this little brother is inscribed a poem." ”

The laughter faded, but the crowd began to surge.

Everyone was curious about Boss Gu's reaction, and even more curious about what Qian Hao wrote.

What is it that makes Boss Gu react so much?

However, the crowd was too crowded, and the burly bodies of Qian Hao and Boss Gu were in the way, so they couldn't see clearly at all.

Not to mention them, even the more recent Zhuge Chengfeng, Huang Jiying and others can't see clearly.

This made them so distressed that they almost stepped forward to watch. However, Zhuge Chengfeng and others were afraid of disturbing Qian Hao, so they finally didn't come forward.

As for Huang Jiying and others, they also did not step forward. However, they were not afraid of disturbing Qian Hao, but they couldn't wipe their faces.

Lu Xiaoping over there was also a little curious, tiptoeing, but unfortunately he couldn't see Qian Hao clearly.

The onlookers were so curious that they couldn't see it, so they naturally shouted to Boss Gu in a low voice: "Boss Gu, what kind of poem is it, you can read it to us." ”

Boss Gu was watching intently, and when he heard everyone say this, he hesitated and said, "That's okay, but you have to keep quiet." ”

Everyone naturally agreed, and quickly nodded as if the chicken pecked rice.

Boss Gu saw everyone nodding, so he whispered: "Once the sea was difficult to turn into water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud." Take the next ......"

The onlookers did not keep their promises, and as soon as Boss Gu groaned, they exploded and discussed.

"Oh my God, once the sea was difficult to water, once the sea was ......"

"What a beautiful poem, what a beautiful love. Oh, how do I know it's love! ”

"Ah, what's going on in the back, Boss Gu, read it quickly!"

……

The crowd rioted, and everyone began to discuss it like a frying pan.

Boss Gu was afraid of disturbing Qian Hao, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. However, he couldn't take care of himself, he still stared at the words that appeared in Qian Hao's pen, and read word by word:

“…… Flowers, bushes, laziness, review, half-edge cultivation and half-edged king. ”

After reading it, he was finally not afraid to disturb Qian Hao, and read it aloud almost obsessively.

Others, obsessed.

ps: Although it's still early, the author has to go to get accounting training, so there is no way to code the third chapter...... There are too many practical training numbers! (To be continued.) )