Under normal circumstances, being praised in person is nothing more than acquaintances and strangers, and acquaintances will also sugar-coat the language according to your identity, and carry out dark and small psychological activities such as patting sycophants, praising and sarcasm, and stabbing in the back, not to mention stranger praise? It is also necessary to observe the good and evil intentions of the other party in time, look for clues from sweet words, and don't put a cold ass on your hot face, and be laughed at and generous.

Zhang Mingyuan, these three words, for Xu Honghua and Qin Jiawen, are just a code name, they have never met before today, let alone acquaintances, they belong to a category of people who are too strange to be strangers, and they should be given a high level of vigilance, and they should always tighten a string to prevent sugar-coated shells from bombarding.

Helplessly, the four different personalities of the 4B youth, and the powerful comic power that erupted after the perfect fusion, prompted the two to open their brains, and agreed that this was the most selfless praise of the other party and should be accepted.........

Therefore, the two of them perfectly avoided the 'great wisdom and foolishness' taught by the sages, and forged ahead on the road of 'great foolishness and wisdom', which will never end.

Sure enough, the softest part of Xu Honghua and Qin Jiawen's hearts of 'saving the people in fire and water' was touched, and they completely forgot their mission.

The two of them looked embarrassed, but the arrogant head was invisibly raised a little, and they looked at Zhang Mingyuan gratefully, and reported that 'the hero sees the same thing'; and then proudly skimmed Xu Wei, but in his eyes was 'the wise man-for-tat', the sarcasm was very strong, and it was never difficult to look at it, but today he actually stepped on it under his feet and slapped it in the face, which felt so cool.

Feeling the hot ridicule of the two, Xu Wei was so ashamed that his face was flushed, and he was not to be outdone to return to Zhang Mingyuan: "Shaft, you are not much better, don't think you can get carried away with a few broken poems, I think Brother Honghua's "Flying Snow" is much better than you, and it can be called a ......... of the world's best literature."

Xu Honghua was distracted, a little overwhelmed, he did compose a few Yongxue poems, the time was too long ago to forget, I didn't expect it to be circulated, and it was also remembered by Jiangnan talents, which is also a good story! Thinking of this, I can't help but feel proud; Qin Jiawen was suddenly very congested, the style of slapping the face of the great talent was really extraordinary, and without a trace, he let a hard-working person lie down for no reason, and then ....... The dog's face stared at Xu Honghua like a star, and the aggrieved little expression was very confused, just chanting poetry from a talented man, why do you need to add a sentence of 'hand-me-down'? Is my name only worthy of being a syndicate?

Xu Honghua was even more complacent, his old waist was straight, and he looked at Xu Wei with a solemn and expectant expression.

The literati are proud of their talents and are proud of being flattered, and this has been the case since ancient times.

The pretense was enough, and when the expressions of the two were basically in place, Xu Wei coughed reservedly, solemnly straightened his messy clothes, his eyes radiated a light of worship, and he shook his head affectionately and said: "One by one,

Two, three, four, or five pieces.

Six pieces, seven pieces, eight or nine pieces,

Flying into the reeds are gone. ”

After the recitation, Xu Wei cheered repeatedly, and suddenly his expression froze, as if he was desperate to look at the sky, and his eyes suddenly flashed with small fresh tears that only literary and artistic young people understand, crystal clear and clear, melancholy and melancholy and a mess.

Zhang Mingyuan was also stupid, with big empty eyes, he sighed loudly, and his regret was even more mournful.

As soon as Xu Wei recited the poem, Xu Honghua had already concluded that this poem was not made by himself, but after savoring it, his pupils gradually dilated, and his eyes gradually lit up...........

smiled modestly, and coughed reservedly, Xu Honghua said lightly: "Brother Xu is too famous, just a small talent, what a little bit of worry, Xiaosheng is also unintentionally accidental, I want to ......... it at the beginning."

Xu Wei and Zhang Mingyuan looked at each other and smiled with disdain very secretly, Xu Wei was disdainful because of Xu Honghua's shamelessness, but Zhang Mingyuan secretly sighed, he could take the poems written by Qianlong three hundred years later as his own, the thickness of this goods is comparable to the old monster Ding Chunqiu of the stars, rare in ancient and modern times, and the city wall can definitely resist the artillery attack of the Japanese for three days and three nights without breaking, and the pedantic scholars of the Ming Dynasty are all world-seizing!

Although they were disdainful of death in their hearts, Xu Wei and Zhang Mingyuan had to endure the violent temper of wanting to smoke people, and looked at Xu Honghua with a look of adoration, and interjected from time to time to consult the incurable diseases of this poem, which made Xu Honghua even more itchy, and put on an unfathomable solemn face to answer questions one by one, the two looked at each other and smiled, and then ......... In the end, perhaps he felt that the Ming poetry culture had degenerated too quickly, and it was necessary for him to save the building and be a whistleblower who was worried about the society and the country, revealing the demeanor of a mentor who bowed his head and was willing to be a son of a cow, smiled bitterly, sat down with sadness on his face, and then ....... Simply explain the emotional origin, the conceptual environment, the rhyme, the change of fiction and reality, the central idea, and finally ........... After a while, he was full of tears, completely immersed in the grandeur of pointing the country and scolding Fang Xuan, and he was a mess of self-moving.

Xu Wei and Zhang Mingyuan also had tears in their eyes, and were guided by Xu Honghua to be happy, and the disputes and resentments between the two sides due to cultural concepts also disappeared.

Xu Honghua, who was immersed in impassioned emotions, saw this warm scene, and couldn't help nodding his head in approval, and two lines of old tears burst out of his eyes, deeply congratulating for 'preaching and confusing and solving karma', and even more congratulatory for 'laughing and enmity'.

The image of the three sentimental old and angry young people finally succeeded in arousing Qin Jiawen's resentment, and Chaotian rolled his eyes very secretly, everyone is a cultural person, okay? Can you still get a face? I've also done a lot of good poems, okay? Why do you only respect him, when Qin Jiawen doesn't exist?

Holding the idea of brushing existence, Qin Jiawen also coughed, signaled that he wanted to enlarge the move, looked up at the couplet hanging in the middle hall, and said in surprise: "Huh! Why is there still a couplet hanging here, the sound of wind and rain is in my ears........"

The voice is very abrupt and more tranquil, and the image of shaking his head is even more annoying, so Xu Honghua is fierce and stagnant, and his resentful little eyes glanced at Qin Jiawen with hatred, jokes, brushing the sense of existence and not looking at the timing and occasion, disturbing the great plan of spreading the mastery, the prosperity and development of the Ming literary and artistic circles do not know how many detours to take, but he is his own group, and it is not good to reprimand too much, but his heart is full of anger, and his face is pale.

Xu Wei's eyes were sharp, and he should mend the knife when he was uncomfortable, and said in surprise: "Oops! Brother Honghua, who is this? Why don't you see you introduce one or two? ”

Xu Honghua snorted, turned his head, and to be honest, he didn't bother to pay attention to Qin Jiawen's shaft.

Zhang Mingyuan assisted in time: "Oops! This benevolent brother, please don't blame Brother Honghua, only because Brother Honghua has learned people, immersed in poetry and puzzles and can't extricate himself, he couldn't introduce it for a while, and he still looked at Haihan, I don't know how this benevolent brother was called? So that I can wait to hear the big name! ”

No matter how thick-skinned the scholar is, he can't stand the cynicism of the three, Qin Jiawen is conceited and talented, and his reputation is far away, and he thinks that he is not inferior to Xu Honghua, such as people who only know Xu Honghua today, but don't know Qin Jiawen, he couldn't help but blush with shame, and snorted heavily: "Learn Qin Jiawen later." ”

As if 'life is only as first seen', Xu Wei and Zhang Mingyuan were shocked as if they saw an immortal descending into the world, with two big mouths open and round pot lids, with a scarlet stretch out and a big tongue, and a rope on the chin, properly and alive hanged ghosts.

The expression was in place, the effort was not in vain, Qin Jiawen's face eased a lot, and his gaze at Xu Wei and Zhang Mingyuan was not so fierce.

"Brother Jiawen, I have admired the name for a long time, and I can see you today, I am really fortunate to have three lives, and Wen Chang is polite here." Xu Wei praised loudly, and he was hypocritical.

"Yes! I heard that Brother Jiawen was talented, and he only heard his name but did not see the real person, but today I saw that he was really handsome, a talent, he was really a handsome and elegant literati, and the nickname of 'Handsome Langjun' was really not blown, tsk. ”

Zhang Mingyuan, Hu Zou, and Zou's skills are increasing day by day.

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