Mr. Shui Qing laughed happily, look at this child, how good he can talk, not only tactfully pointed out that Old Man Tong's painting is not a good work, but also complimented him as a teacher, clever.

Pang Gu also glanced at Ye Tang in some surprise, this kid, his head is turning very fast, Old Man Luo has accepted a good apprentice.

Hua Fang tried his best to hold back his laughter at this time, and said that he was not a fool, he really guessed correctly, the teacher was stunned this time, it was really funny.

Luo Yao glanced at Ye Tang and laughed, but this dead boy dared to pinch him back just now, and she would see how she cleaned him up later.

"The oil cavity is slippery, and the strong words are reasonable!" Bai Zhantang sneered, quite disdainful of Ye Tang's mouth, no matter how he raised the money, it was a vulgar thing, and he couldn't change it.

"Ziyu," Pang Gu glared at Bai Zhantang dissatisfied.

Shui Qing's old friend, this disciple, knew at a glance that he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, just a half-old child, even if he said it wrong? It's not a shame to compete with a half-year-old child!

"Yes, teacher, I know it's wrong." Bai Zhantang still respects his teacher very much, and when his words came out, Tong Lao and Mr. Shui Qing looked a little unhappy, so they quickly admitted their mistakes.

"Okay, okay, Ziyu, Ziqing, Hua Fang, don't stand, let's sit down and talk, you should have weak legs after standing for a long time." The atmosphere was a little dull, and Mr. Shui Qing smiled heartily and eased the atmosphere.

It's not a big deal, just talk about it.

"Hua Fang, sit down, you've been standing for a long time." Tong Ning also said to Hua Fang that he, the student, has been standing for the longest time, and has been standing here since he came here.

This time, several people did not object, it was really tiring to stand all the time, Luo Yao was the first to sit down, and after that, Ye Tang and Hua Fang sat down, Ye Tang and Luo Yao sat together, Hua Fang sat down next to Ye Tang, and on the other side of him was the teacher Tong Ning.

"You can sit down too." Pang Gu said to Bai Zhantang, most of them still love this student, but today he was suddenly so ungraceful that he was a little angry, in front of the two old friends, the disciple was embarrassed, and his face was not bright.

Bai Zhantang didn't dare to say a word, and sat down next to the teacher obediently, at this time he was even more well-behaved than the obedient baby.

Of course, Luo Yao understood why Bai Zhantang treated Ye Tang like this, and quietly pulled Ye Tang's hand with some guilt, Ye Tang glanced at her and smiled, isn't it just that Bai Zhantang smacked two teeth, it doesn't matter, two pieces of meat are indispensable, it doesn't matter, let's not be like him.

Luo Yao took his hand, Ye Tang was a little helpless again, this Luo Xiaoniu is addicted to taking advantage of it, okay, let's take it back for her, today is a loss.

As soon as he grabbed his hand, Ye Tang grabbed Luo Yao's hand with his backhand.

Ye Tang grabbed her hand and rubbed his fingers on the back of her hand, Luo Yao was taken aback, gritted his teeth, oops, dead boy, you are taking advantage of Mingming, grabbing his fingers hard in his hand, not letting him move, and if he dares to do this, he will crush his chicken paws.

Dead chick, do you dare to take advantage of it? Ye Tang was so happy in his heart that he was dying, Luo Yao's sister was really soft and slippery.

Luo Yao grabbed her hand and pumped it twice but didn't pull it out, so she had to let her hold it like that, no way, she didn't dare to move too much, for fear of attracting the attention of Mr. Shui Qing, so she could only look serious on her face, and secretly the two of them were fighting under the table with their hands.

Ye Tang didn't look at Luo Yao, and Luo Yao didn't look at him at this time, both of them listened to the three elders with serious faces, their fingers were entangled, and no one would be the first to let go, it was also difficult for Luo Yao to hold on to Ye Tang all the time, Ye Tang won back a few times from time to time, and the victory and defeat were almost half.

Mr. Shui Qing didn't know that the two dared to commit a crime at the scene, and Pang Gu said at this time: "Tong Ning, it seems that there is something missing in your painting?" ”

Mr. Shui Qing nodded: "Well, Pang Gu is right, Old Man Tong, your painting is indeed still missing." ”

Tong Ning was stunned and asked, "What's wrong?" Artistic conception? "The artistic conception is really difficult to grasp.

Pang Gu and Mr. Shui Qing looked at each other and smiled, Pang Gu said: "Tong Ning, you are not bad at this thing, you look at this painting There are mountains and trees, temples and waterfalls, is there still a poem missing?" ”

"Poetry? I said, Old Man Pang, do you have good poetry? I'm going to have a poem on the topic, and I need your reminder. Tong Ning said, when he was painting in Lushan, he didn't want to write a poem, but he didn't have a good sentence for a long time.

"I don't have poetry, but aren't there a few juniors here? Just let them think about it. Pang Gu glanced at Bai Zhantang when he spoke, he was a student with outstanding poetry, and he definitely had poetry in his stomach.

Pang Guting wanted Bai Zhantang to shake his face in front of his two old friends, and another of his disciples had lost once when the three of them met last time.

"Good idea." Tong Ning patted his thigh, aren't there three juniors here, just to test them, Tong Ning looked at his disciple Hua Fang after speaking, his apprentice poetry is also quite good.

Hua Fang's mouth immediately crooked, what kind of joke are you kidding, composing poetry in front of that demon? Don't be scary, okay. Last time, Ye Tang wrote so many poems in one go, but he was frightened, and now there are still shadows in his heart.

"Teacher, I'...... I'll forget it," Hua Fang said hesitantly.

"," Tong Ning glared at him fiercely, what do you mean by that?

Hua Fang was about to die of grievance, and whispered in Tong Ning's ear that Ye Tang was the demon, Ye Tang's poems were published in Weiyu magazine, and he also showed them to the teacher, so he didn't believe that he dared to let him compose poems knowing that it was him.

"What? He is the poet Jiangnan who 'shines with water and shines brightly'? Tong Ning was really taken aback, he had heard Hua Fang say about the matter of Shuishan Mall, and he had also read the poems, it was indeed very powerful, much stronger than his disciple Hua Fang, but he didn't expect it to be this old man Luo, a newly accepted disciple, Old Man Luo was too lucky, right?

Tong Ning finally began to envy Mr. Shui Qing, and also looked at Ye Tang carefully several times.

"Hua Fang, even if he has to do it, my disciple can't be defeated without a fight." The Chinese side was cowardly before the battle, but what he lost was his face as a teacher, and if he wanted to lose, he would lose in poetry, and if he couldn't do poetry, he would bow down and bow down, which was a shame.

Mr. Shui Qing couldn't help but laugh secretly, it seems that this Hua Fang was also made by Ye Tang to dare not write poetry, what a tragedy.

As for whether Ye Tang can make poems, Mr. Shui Qing is actually not very worried, since the two old friends have that Yaxing, let Ziqing abuse their students once, and wait for the two old guys not to cry aggrieved.

Pang Gu and Bai Zhantang were a little inexplicable when they heard this, and glanced at Tong Ning and Hua Fang with some confusion, their master and apprentice had been traveling in the mountains and rivers during this time, and they had just come back to Mr. Shuiqing's side, and Ye Tang's affairs had not yet been heard.

It feels very strange.

Tong Ning didn't remind him, anyway, poems are meant to be made, knowing it will hit Bai Zhantang's confidence, it's better not to know, besides, writing poetry also needs inspiration, maybe Old Man Luo's apprentice can't do it today?

Writing poetry is not about eating and sleeping, just coming when you want to.

At that kid's age, it's good to be able to make a few good poems, and it's hard to make a divine poem again.

Tong Ning was much more optimistic than Hua Fang, because he didn't know that Ye Tang had written several good poems in a row in this place that day, and if he knew, he probably wouldn't think so.

Hua Fang was a little speechless, why does this teacher not know how to feel sorry for students so much? Doesn't this know that the other party is a tiger, and still send his little sheep to other people's mouths?

It's so sad.

Hua Fang glanced at Ye Tang helplessly, hoping that he would show mercy to his subordinates, but don't be as wicked as last time, otherwise he won't be able to live.

Of course, Ye Tang saw Hua Fang's wry smile, and smiled at him at this time, it is indeed tragic to have such a teacher on the stall, but what Tong Lao said is right, it is a shame to lose without a fight.

gave Hua Fang a reassuring expression, Ye Tang didn't plan to make a whole piece of poetry today, just mean it, it's better to hide it.

He didn't want it anyway.

"Which of you will come first? Old man Tong, if not, whoever has good poetry will give him this painting, what do you think? Mr. Shui Qing said, since it is a bit of a competition, of course there must be a lottery.

Tong Ning nodded in agreement, and at the same time glanced at Mr. Shui Qing with disdain, this old man Luo is not Chi. Is it nakedly biased towards one's own disciples?

Shameless!

Tong Ning agreed that Pang Gu naturally had no opinion, and glanced at Bai Zhantang, hoping that he could pull out the top prize in this poem, so that people with quick thinking could quickly make poems, which could be regarded as an affirmation of his poetic talent.

"I'll come first," Hua Fang suddenly shouted, or he forgot it first, anyway, there is no good goods in his stomach, just make a song, in front of that demon, I feel that my head is almost wooden, how can I think of any good verses.

"The flying curtain is like a blue curtain, straight down thousands of feet, and the crescent moon is like a curtain hook, hanging in the night sky far away." After Hua Fang finished speaking, he read four lines of poetry, and Tong Ning's face immediately turned dark, this poem is too substandard, right? It's pretty much the same to change a few words.

The corners of Pang Gu's mouth twitched, he had seen this Hua Fang twice, but he heard Tong Ning say that his poems were good, why are the poems written today so bad? You can't be too nervous, right?

Pangu was a little strange.

The corners of Mr. Shuiqing's eyes twitched, this Hua Fang, it seems that he was hit hard by Ziqing, what kind of poem is this made? Limerick? It shouldn't be that painting at all, where did the crescent moon come from? Waterfalls are not wrong.

Luo Yao and Ye Tang were still fighting under the table, and at this time, both of them burst out laughing, what kind of poem is this Hua Fang doing? Laughing to death.

Bai Zhantang's mouth was almost to the back of his head, and he glanced at Hua Fang with some disdain, Old Man Tong, a disciple, is completely stupid, this kind of poem is embarrassed to read out, and he has to compete with him for the first place.

It's not a shame.

Hua Fang is also a little embarrassed, but it's okay, anyway, I can't think of a poem that suits the occasion for a while, these sentences are still unfinished sentences in the abdomen these days, and they should be able to be revised better after a while.

Hua Fang preemptively made a poem out, and Bai Zhantang didn't want to lose it, so he quickly stood up and said, "I'll make the second one." "I'm afraid that someone will take the lead from him again.

Bai Zhantang walked out, picked up a hand behind his back and began to pace, Luo Yao couldn't help but laugh again when he saw it, how could this Bai Zhantang's style be exactly the same as Wei Zixuan that day? Want to make a poem in seven steps?

It seems that Ye Tang, a dead boy, came almost one step at a time, and Wei Zixuan's face turned into pig liver color, I don't know what his fate will be today?

Luo Yao bit her lip and looked at Ye Tang with a smile, and found that the corners of his mouth were also grinning, smiling like a little fox, he definitely didn't think of anything good, did he want to slap Bai Zhantang's face again step by step?

Luo Yao was a little looking forward to it.

Ye Tang really thinks Bai Zhantang is very funny, just write poems when you compose poems, what steps are you pacing, I think it's very interesting to watch it once, but it's a little tired to watch it the second time, can't you sit and compose poems? You have to learn from the ancients.

It's boring.

Of course, this is not the main reason why Ye Tang laughed, but because Luo Yao was distracted, he succeeded again, and touched her hand several times.

Cool.

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