Liu Duanyang was very entangled.

He even wondered if his ears were hallucinating, and what about applause? What about the exclamations?

How come there is nothing?

in the crowd.

Everyone was stunned!

Almost everyone was reciting this complete couplet over and over again in their hearts.

Up not north and south.

It is not a thing under it!

But....

No one reads it out loud, and if it is read out, isn't it just scolding itself for not being a thing?

Wu Yuebai's face twitched, and her eyes looked at Zhang Yi, who was smiling evilly.

Li Wanru frowned.

The little scholar's mouth opened and he was about to stuff a steamed bun.

.....

The atmosphere has become a little eerie, and .... It's terrible to be quiet!

Liu Duanyang is simply looking through the autumn water, in order to maintain his demeanor, his neck has been looking up at the sky.... My feet are numb!

But... There was still no reaction from behind, but at this moment, a childish voice sounded.

"Second uncle, why did that person say he wasn't a thing?" Not far away, a boy about four or five years old asked a fat man dressed as a scholar next to him, "But I think he's something!" Wrong... He's a man, he's not a thing! Isn't that right...."

The boy looked tangled, shook his head and said to himself, this question made him distressed for a long time.

"Hey, hey!" The fat scholar smiled awkwardly, looked at Liu Duanyang, who was about to run away, cautiously looked at Liu Duanyang, who was about to go berserk, and then looked at Zhang Yi, who was already smiling on his face, and the two immediately recognized each other.

The fat scholar rubbed his eyes, Zhang Yi was facing away from him just now, and he always felt that Zhang Yi was familiar, and only then did he realize that it was actually the little guy in Chunfanglou.

And Zhang Yi couldn't help but sigh, this fat scholar actually wanted to impress Seventeen Niang with poetry in Chunfang Building last night, and wrote "Look down at the corner of the skirt and look up at the white jade pig!" "The best poem.

"I can't imagine that Bu Gongzi really has Yaxing!" Seeing an acquaintance, Zhang Yi hurriedly said hello to the fat man, this is the food and clothing parents of Chunfanglou, although he is a little stingy....

"Ahh The fat man has the heart to die at the moment, isn't this a pit man? Xindao, this time you can be miserable!

He was just passing by today, but he didn't want to see the street full of people, so he watched with the mentality of watching the excitement. Of course, the size of the step boy naturally can't squeeze in, and he thought that since he couldn't squeeze in, he simply left.

But he thought that there were two great talents inside, Liu Duanyang and Wu Yuebai, so he stopped.

But the right way is for a man to sit in the mountains, and evil comes from heaven.

What I never expected was that the idol saw it, but was scolded by his little nephew!

This is nothing, the most important thing is that the initiator is actually Zhang Yi, and he is close to him.

In this way, isn't it obvious to tell others that he is very familiar with Zhang Yi?

It is conceivable that after today... No... From now on, Liu Duanyang must have hated him.

Bu Jingfeng secretly complained, but Zhang Yi had already greeted him, how else could he explain? Could it be that I told Liu Duanyang that I didn't know him at all?

But even if you say that, someone has to believe it!

Sure enough, Liu Duanyang, who lowered his face, had already turned iron-blue, and his eyes were staring at the fat man.

"Liu Gongzi, listen to my explanation...."The heart of the frightening wind wants to die at this moment, why can't he change his love of watching the excitement?"

"Humph! Step boy, huh? Liu Duanyang glanced at the depressed step frightened, and said gloomily: "This is your friend?" ”

"Of course it's a friend, my son was drinking at my house yesterday!" Without waiting for Bu Feng to reply, Zhang Yi took over with a smile and said, "Could it be that you still need to ask your son Liu for instructions to make friends?" ”

"Naturally, you don't need to ask Ben Gongzi for instructions!" Liu Duanyang said angrily: "But Liu Mou, who has the ability to become a poem in three steps, has heard of it for a long time, and when I saw it today, it was really as good as his name." Since you are friends with him, the so-called smell is like-minded, it is really the ancients who did not deceive me! Hahaha! ”

Zhang Yi looked at the fat man who seemed to be petrified, and his heart was so cool! Sample, I still want to soak Seventeen Niang, look at buddy, I won't kill you!

But this fat man will become a poem in three steps?

Zhang Yi couldn't help but immediately get goosebumps on his body.

At the level of a fat man, I am afraid that I don't have the ability to recite a limerick poem in three steps, but now that these words came out of Liu Duanyang's mouth, he had obviously achieved his goal.

However, he also knew that doing so was nothing more than giving in to the fat man's discomfort for a while!

As far as Zhang Yi knows, this door-picking step boy not only has no literary talent, but also has been squeezed out by the majority of scholars, the most rare thing is that Mr. Xiang sent a bundle to replace the door with old goods, which can be said to have been a sensation.

With such a problem, whether it is among classmates or among other scholars, his reputation will naturally stink.

Although this guy has no literary talent, he is a master who loves to pretend, and there is no way to mix with other Qing Lou with low culture, so he has become a frequent visitor in Chunfang Building.

Because of this, the fat man and other scholars seem to have become two camps, as the saying goes, the poor are not rich and rich, and the fat man has money in his family, and the general scholars are too lazy to provoke him.

But although there is no ink on his chest, it does not prevent the fat man from having the heart of a talented man, and Liu Duanyang, who is known as the first genius in Jiangning, has naturally become his idol.

It's just that now the hot face is pasted with a cold fart. shares, giving in and the fat man was depressed, and at the same time, he secretly hated Liu Duanyang.

Won't you recite two bird poems?

Who wouldn't!

Seeing that the two of them were unhappy, Zhang Yi smiled, and said to Liu Duanyang with a look of great admiration on his face: "Sure enough, he is worthy of being the first talent in Jiangning, my couplet claims that no one can match it in a hundred years, but it was actually matched by you in the blink of an eye, which really makes this little guy embarrassed!" ”

It's okay that Zhang Yi didn't mention it, but at this mention, Liu Duanyang was almost so angry that he vomited blood.

No one can be right for a hundred years, and no one can be right for a hundred years to go to the special!

This Nima is completely buried a pit for himself to jump!

Liu Duanyang can imagine that the next link he was right just now may be spread throughout Jiangning in less than half a day, and at that time, a sentence that is not something will definitely make him want to die!

Shame on people, they are all thrown to grandma's house!

"Carving insect skills!" Liu Duanyang gritted his teeth and said coldly: "You still have a chance to come out, what skills do you have!" Later.... Hehe, don't blame Ben Gongzi for not reminding you! ”

Zhang Yi's upper link is 'up not north and south', Liu Duanyang is right 'down is not an east', although the lower link has a little insult to himself, but it is undeniable that this couplet is really right.

The two bet on three and two wins, and now Liu Duanyang has already faced one link, and then he only needs to fight one more link to win!