Yan Qi couldn't hold back a smile: "Master Kong Chen, I can't see it, you admire the author of this poem very much." ”

Kong Chen rubbed his palms excitedly: "There is no doubt that I naturally worship it very much, I am a young man, and I rarely have such an excited time." This author is really powerful, Yan Gongzi, aren't you excited and don't worship it? ”

Yan Qi thought about it and said indifferently: "I don't worship it, and I'm not excited, but I'm a little narcissistic." ”

Kong Chen was very surprised: "Yan Gongzi, you are not a reader, you don't know my mood at the moment, I think, but anyone who reads will be inspired by this author." ”

Yan Qidao: "Really? I really don't think so. Will anyone who reads books like it? ”

"Is this still suspicious?"

Kong Chen stood up and pointed at the talented man: "Look, are they as excited as if they have been beaten with chicken blood?" ”

Yan Qi looked at it.

And so it was.

Voices of discussion came and went.

"This author must be a god, and the dragon can't see the head but the end."

"Hey, if I could marry such an author, I'd rather live twenty years less."

"I can only say that it is enough to be a concubine for the author, or even a maid."

……

A bunch of nymphomaniac, warblers and swallows, chattering.

Yan Qi patted his forehead.

Is that really the case?

Hehe, I'm really practical.

Xie Sanjia stared at the colorful fluttering in the wind, and his heart was inexplicably shocked.

He originally thought that he was the only one who won the special honor, and the other person must be a person who went through the back door.

However, looking at that poem, my heart fluctuated and I had mixed tastes.

On the one hand, he is a literati, and when he saw this poem, he was amazed and infected by his simple feelings.

On the other hand, there is jealousy, jealousy that comes from the bones, and even resentment.

He was annoyed.

Who the hell is it that makes such a good poem?

How good is it?

It's enough to be passed down through the ages.

Paralyzed, although my poems are good, they can't reach that level if they want to be passed down through the ages.

This poem is okay.

I, the great talent of Lianzhong Sanyuan, was compared to others, how can I be comfortable? It's just infuriating.

Xie Sanjia's face was pale, but he could only force himself to squeeze out a smile, and asked Yuan Bao from a distance: "Who is the author of this poem?" It's really amazing, Xie someone wants to get to know him. ”

Yuan Bao said to everyone: "Talented and beautiful people, do you also want to know who the author is?" ”

"Yes!"

Talented and beautiful women speak in unison.

Especially the beautiful woman, who shouted that high-pitched.

Yuan Bao whetted everyone's appetite, pursed his lips and smiled, and did not say who the author was, but supported a small boat and sailed towards the talents.

Passing by the boat, the talented people admired the peerless appearance of the ingots, but they were also very curious about which ship the ingots would stay on.

The talents looked sideways all the way.

The ingots did not stay.

Finally, the ingots learned about the top three cruise ships.

"Yikes!"

"The ingots girl is on this luxury cruise ship."

"Doesn't that try to show that the mysterious author is on the cruise ship, I'm too curious."

Many talented and beautiful people also followed the cruise ship, wanting to see where the author is sacred.

Xie Sanjia was also taken aback: "Yuanbao girl, that author is actually on this cruise ship?" ”

Yuan Bao smiled and nodded: "That's true." ”

Xie Sanjia's eyes swept in front of all the talented people, and he shook his head secretly.

"How is this possible? There are indeed many talented people on the ship, but I know them all, who has a few pounds and a few taels, and they are all familiar with it. To put it mildly, their level is not as strong as Kong Chen, how can they make this poem that can be passed down through the ages? ”

Xie Siwen was not ashamed, and snorted at Yuanbao: "Are you mistaken, how can there be such a powerful talent on this ship?" ”

Yuan Bao smiled slightly: "This son, it's not you anyway, you don't need to worry about it." ”

"You ......"

Xie Siwen touched another nail, and his heart was on fire.

Yuan Bao twisted his plump buttocks and walked over in front of all the talents.

The genius was also extremely frightened.

"Prince Wang, it won't be your masterpiece, right?"

"If I had this strength, would I still be cowering here? Li Gongzi, could it be that you were inspired to compose a poem? ”

"Damn, you're hurting me, can this eternal poem be written by inspiration alone? It takes strength, absolute strength. ”

……

The crowd whispered.

However, the ingots walked in front of them and never stopped.

The crowd was disappointed again.

Oh my God, who is this man?

In the end, Kong Chen and Yan Qi walked over.

Xie Sanjia was shocked: "Shouldn't Kong Chen have written two poems?" A super first-class, a special class? ”

Everyone thought the same way.

Otherwise, others don't have this level, which is very likely.

Kong Chen was also a little nervous: Why did the ingots come to me?

Did he remember by mistake and came looking for me?

Kong Chen spoke: "Miss Yuanbao, are you looking for me?" ”

Yuan Bao smiled slightly and shook his head slightly.

Hush!

"It's not Kong Chen, who is it?"

Everyone saw where Yuan Bao was standing, slim and elegant, his eyes blooming with autumn waves, and he glanced at the scholar standing with his hands in his hands.

"Kong Chen's scholar is really handsome."

A group of beauties looked at Yan Qi up close, the jade tree was in the wind, Langyi was mighty, with the strength and uninhibition of a man, there was a bad smile at the corner of his mouth, his sword eyebrows were bright, and his eyes were like stars.

When a girl sees it, she will admire it.

"Unexpectedly, the ingots girl also set her sights on this little scholar, hehe, is she also Nianchun?"

"What man hasn't seen Yuanbao, and he has discovered the benefits of this little scholar? Otherwise, what was she staring at the scholar? ”

"Be careful when you see it, you can't pull it out."

……

The beauties grinned.

Yuan Bao slowly walked towards Yan Qi......

Everyone immediately realized something: "Could it be that the author of that poem is actually ......?"

Xie Siwen rushed over and yelled: "Yuanbao girl, who are you bluffing?" You're not referring to this little scholar, are you? He hasn't read a book, he doesn't even know the Four Books and the Five Classics, and he can still write poetry? Haha, I don't know how to write poetry? Laughing to death. ”

Yuan Bao walked in front of Yan Qi and saluted Yan Qi, his beautiful eyes were full of admiration, and his voice was glutinous: "This son, your talent makes Yuan Bao admire, this seven unique songs will definitely be passed down through the ages." ”

"Huh?"

Everyone was stunned.

"Oh my God, is it really a poem written by this little scholar?"

"Unexpected, so unexpected."

"Thunder on the ground."

……

Xie Siwen was still chattering just now, this will, with his mouth open, as if he had swallowed an egg, choked in his throat, and could no longer close it.

Kong Chen also looked at Yan Qi, his eyes did not blink, and he was stunned.

He didn't expect that the great poet who made himself worship from the back of his head to his heels turned out to be Yan Qi.

It was so unexpected.

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