After the song ended, the Yiren got up and left.

The whole hall is still immersed in the beautiful sound of the piano, reminiscent of the sound of the piano that has just been wound around the beam. Even the beauty left without noticing.

Half an hour later, I heard someone clapping in the hall. The crisp sound echoed through the hall very clearly. Then, there was a second, a third,......, and finally, the applause in the hall gradually became a piece.

Although the stage is thrown, the beauty is gone. There still seemed to be musical notes left on the flying ribbons.

All the students applauded one after another, and there was already a call for the woman just now to perform another song. As more and more people started to coax, in the end, the organizer of the poetry meeting in the hall had no choice but to send people out to play a round.

The person who came out was the head of the Wang family, Fang Fatzi.

When many emotional students were about to smash the field. Manager Fang ran up from the stage out of breath. He first calmed his breath, then gasped for breath, and bowed his hand to the students who were about to riot in the audience: "Everyone, students. Today is the Qinhuai Poetry Club, don't lose your physique! “

"What a gentleman, fair lady, gentleman. Such a beauty, let me wait to appreciate it, and there is no supreme dignity. Isn't it, fellow students? ”

"That's right, this kind of grace is exactly what we are waiting for. Where does the sorrow come from? ”

"Go down, fatty, and let the woman come out and meet me. It's so good to understand the feelings of longing in our hearts! ”

……

The students in the cabin didn't seem to be in charge of Fang at all. Before he could finish speaking, he interrupted him. For a while, the crowd was boiling, and some scholars seemed to be impatient and walked towards the backstage in groups.

Seeing that the scene was a little out of control, Manager Fang hurriedly ran off the stage. Stretch out your arms to block these rudely clothed beasts.

Manager Fang wiped the sweat from his face, his fat face was red, and he shouted at the top of his voice: "Everyone, everyone, you can't do this!" ”

The students didn't listen to him at all, and the back squeezed the front. The more and more people gathered, and the human wall formed by the family members was about to be unstoppable.

At this time, an old man with gray hair stepped on the stairs and walked down from the second floor.

"Shut up!" A stern rebuke was silenced by the noise in the cabin.

Many students were taken aback by this sudden reprimand. They looked back with some annoyance, and were about to refute it. But I saw the old gentleman standing on the stairs on the second floor, dressed simply, with gray hair and beard.

Suddenly, the words that came to his lips were swallowed again.

A group of people lowered their heads timidly and slowly returned to their positions.

"It's Mr. Wenshan!"

"Mr. Wenshan is here?"

The students lowered their heads, and a few whispered.

Raising his head, he looked at the shaky old gentleman on the stairs, his eyes full of reverence.

Walking down from the second floor was Zhang Wenshan, who had been drinking tea with Lu Heng, the prince of Ning. At this time, his face was like frost, and his eyes were not kind to this group of students who were like a rabble.

"Zi said, don't look at incivility, don't speak incivility, don't listen to incivility. You are all reading the books of the sages, don't you even know this? After so many years of books, have you read them in the belly of a dog? Zhang Wenshan's eyes swept downstairs like electricity, those students who lowered their heads and looked ashamed, their beards trembled angrily: "What is the difference between you doing this and those scoundrels on the street?" ”

Zhang Wenshan looked at these students with some disappointment, and after a long sigh, he turned around and walked up to the second floor.

Just upstairs, he was drinking tea with Prince Lu Hengning. However, seeing the group of unsuccessful students below, they actually forgot the teachings of the sages because of a woman in a green building. Immediately furious. That's why there's the next scene.

The group of people below still looked ashamed, and of course there was some resentment. However, Zhang Wenshan's reputation is outside, and he is a famous calligrapher and painter in the world. Or the referee of tonight's poetry meeting. It holds the power of life and death whether these students can advance tonight.

Therefore, although some students are dissatisfied, they dare not be too presumptuous.

Seeing that the scene finally quieted down, Manager Fang breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead. trotted to the bottom of the stairs, and saluted Zhang Wenshan, who was walking up with his feet, "Thank you, Lord Zhang, for your help!" ”

Zhang Wenshan stopped and turned his head to look at the chubby Manager Fang. A faint smile finally appeared on that serious face: "Do a good job of tonight's poetry meeting, don't weaken Lord Wang's name!" ”

"Yes, the villain wrote it down!" Manager Fang saluted respectfully and watched Zhang Wenshan go upstairs.

Manager Fang kept watching Zhang Wenshan walk up to the stage before retracting his gaze. However, when he turned around and was about to leave, he suddenly saw a person out of the corner of his eye.

Hey, isn't that Gongzi Lu? He, how could he be here?

The former said, because of some unpleasant reasons. Lu Heng rejected Wang Tingzhi's vote. Originally, Manager Fang thought that Lu Heng would not be able to come in. But unexpectedly, he not only came in, but also went up to the second floor.

And, what surprised him even more. The one who sat opposite and talked to Lu Gongzi about the joy turned out to be the immortal who lived in Jiangning City, and once had the Great Zhou God of War.

Lu Gongzi, when did you meet Prince Ning?

Manager Fang was shocked in his heart, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he looked at Lu Heng, who was making fun of Zhang Wenshan with Prince Ning. My heart went blank.

……

"Old Zhang, it's really domineering just now! Hehe! Seeing Zhang Wenshan's tiger face, he sat down in a sullen voice, and without saying a word, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. Lu Heng deliberately laughed and quipped.

Zhang Wenshan glared at Lu Heng angrily, and then said with a wry smile: "You kid, you know how to make fun of my old man." I don't know how to respect the elderly at all! ”

Lu Heng smiled, amused by the old man's somewhat childish appearance. Immediately, he picked up the wine jug and personally poured a full cup for Zhang Laohe and Prince Ning, who was smiling and watching the excitement on the side. After putting down the wine glass, he said to Zhang Wenshan with a smile: "Hehe, okay, then I will respect our beloved Mr. Wenshan, come on, Mr. Wenshan, please drink this cup!" ”

Zhang Wenshan waited for Lu Heng to glance at him angrily, then picked up the wine glass and raised his head to drink it all, and after burping, he scolded with a smile: "You kid, you have no sincerity at all." However, there is your glass of wine, and your words. The old man doesn't care if it's true or not, let's accept it first! Ha ha! ”

Zhang Wenshan, don't look at it, he usually looks lazy. However, this person is very strict in his studies, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as harsh.

The actions of Meng Lang, the students downstairs just now, really aroused Zhang Wenshan's real fire. A few years ago, just because a student made a poem and used a wrong allusion, he was scolded by Zhang Wenshan.

Today, these students are so Meng Lang's practice and nonsense. It simply made Zhang Wenshan angry.