Chapter 10: The Crackling of the Face Being Smacked

Qin Yi had no way out, he could only choose to agree: "Lead the way ahead, I'll follow you, girl, and go to meet these local chickens and dogs for a while!" ”

Isn't this too arrogant?

People were shocked in their hearts, listening to Qin Yi's meaning, she was the first name of this poetry and literature club? They couldn't understand, where did this Qin Yi get his self-confidence, he was so arrogant, and completely regarded the rest of the people as nothing!

The people who participated in the poetry and literature meeting in the Huamanlou were either young talents from famous families in the town, or well-known romantic talents, and the articles and poems they wrote still had a certain degree of recognition in the literati and ink circles in the town.

But Qin Yi thinks that these people are just local chickens and dogs, and they have a false name, this is no longer self-confidence, but extreme arrogance! and Qin Yi's performance before, it was completely two people.

The bustard's face became extremely ugly, isn't this offending people? Those talents in the building are full of flowers, but her old customers, the people who send silver to her every day, how can the old bustard not dare to let these people be wronged? Not to mention, there is a situation where the poor devil humiliates them!

"Mom, don't be angry!"

Liu Ruyan dissuaded the bustard in a timely manner, and she also felt that what Qin Yi said was a bit excessive.

"Childe, please!"

Qin Yi put down his posture, snorted coldly, and raised his feet to enter the Huamanlou. A group of pedestrians on the lively street also poured into the building.

In the hall of the building, a stage is arranged in the center, and on each side there are three rows of tables, one row of five. On both sides of the hall, there are stairs up and down, and the upstairs is the place of Fengyue, the room of the girl who sells herself. There are people coming and going on the stairs, and the sons and gentlemen who look a little rich, hugging left and right, are extremely extravagant, which makes people a little disgusted.

Qin Yi's gaze didn't care about these flowers, but fell on the young talents gathered in the center of the hall. They are all high-spirited and energetic. The eager expressions showed that they were determined to win the first place in this poetry and literary meeting.

"Hey, look, isn't that Qin Yi, the poor ghost of the academy school?"

"Ahh I heard that he exported a lyric today, a song "When will the bright moon be there at the beginning of the water tune song", which attracted praise from Old Master Ke again and again, and I don't know if he made it himself? ”

"A poor man who writes such poems is not in vain for a few years of study. It's a pity that this kind of poetry and literary meeting can be participated in by people like him? ”

As soon as Qin Yi appeared, many young talents in the hall laughed. Especially Zheng Ping and Ding Zhikai, the sneer on their faces was even worse.

"Lowly people, also think of this land of Sven, playing with ink?"

Zheng Ping looked proud, as if he didn't remember the scene when he was ridiculed by Qin Yi at the gate of the academy not long ago.

"I advise you to go back early, don't embarrass the reader!"

Bah! The land of Sven? Such a place of wind and moon, how can you call it the land of Sven? This Zheng Ping, to say that he is the scum of a scholar, it is simply a promotion, he is not even as good as a scum!

Although Qin Yi thought so in his heart, the performance of his expression was extremely calm: "The ancients had clouds, and gentlemen do not like external things, so they should focus on connotation; The villain does not take the connotation as the nourishment, but takes pleasure in external objects! Old Master Kong's words, isn't it Young Master Ji Ping? ”

When everyone heard this, their expressions became strange. This Zheng Ping wants to humiliate Qin Yi, I'm afraid I'm going to hold back!

Zheng Ping regarded Qin Yi as a lowly person and wanted to disgust Qin Yi, but Qin Yi cited scriptures on the grounds that Zheng Ping likes to evaluate others from their appearance, and retorted that Zheng Ping was a real villain hypocrite. Zheng Ping's face was obviously beaten by Qin Yi.

Zheng Ping saw that he was deflated in words, so he stopped continuing to be bored with himself, snorted coldly, stretched out his fan, and returned to his desk. In his heart, he disdains it, and Qin Yi is a humble person, in his opinion, arguing with a person like Qin Yi is insulting his IQ: "Master, I'm in a good mood today, you kid Qin Yi don't be too arrogant, if the poems you write are not good later, beware that you can't get out of this flower building today!" ”

Obviously, Zheng Ping had already decided that Qin Yi was just pulled over by Liu Ruyan to make up the numbers, and he was not afraid at all.

It's a pity that whoever insults whose IQ can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye.

As soon as the bell rang, the young talents who had gathered together in twos and threes returned to their desks one after another. Qin Yi also found his own position, and the four treasures of the study room had been placed on the table, obviously this time the poetry and literature meeting was extraordinary.

The people who poured into the streets to watch the excitement had already filled all the vacant seats around the central hall. In addition to watching the excitement of the young talent competition, they also want to see Liu Ruyan's face. You must know that Liu Ruyan wore a white veil from beginning to end and never took it off.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's the slave's fault. I heard that there was a very good literary son outside the building, so I interrupted the poetry meeting and specially invited him to participate! ”

As soon as Liu Ruyan's words fell, Qin Yi's look of wanting to kill appeared on his face.

Your sister! Who said that Lao Tzu wanted to participate in this bullshit poetry and literature meeting, wasn't it all forced by you? When you say this, don't you push me into the pit of fire? Co-authored you Liu Ruyan interrupted this poetry and literary meeting, abandoning so many young talents, just to invite me Qin Yi? Qin Yi's background, most people in the academy have heard of it, who of them would believe such a high-sounding reason?

At this time, Qin Yi felt that the so-called most poisonous woman's heart probably referred to this situation!

A group of young talents, including Zheng Ping, had already cast a shouting and killing gaze at Qin Yi, but they were ignored by Qin Yi.

"Please sons, the slave family loves poetry and lyrics, and today they specially laid out the colorful heads: five hundred taels of silver, a fragrant kiss, and a moment of spring night. A total of three classes. Moreover, the slave family is willing to use these third-class poems as a song and dance as they wish! ”

"Because Qin Gongzi came later, the slave family said the topic of the Wenhui again. The slave family has three in twenty this year, lonely since childhood, although it is a Qinglou woman, but also loves the prosperous world outside, on the occasion of the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is a scene of yearning for family reunion! ”

Liu Ruyan's words, the further back, the more sad they become. Even in the hall, the people watching the street couldn't help but feel a trace of sympathy in their hearts.

When Qin Yi heard this, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, he had already thought of a poem from his previous life, which could best express Liu Ruyan's situation at this time. Suddenly, a few strokes fell, and the name of a line jumped on the paper: "The Storm Comes from Spring"