For a while, the hall was full of silence. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

With Mu Feiyun's masterpiece in front, who is embarrassed to come to offer ugliness?

Everyone looks at me, and I see you looking constipated.

"Hey! Good cabbage makes the pig arch! Zhang Wencai looked at Mu Feiyun with a smug expression, and slowly came out of his mouth with a sour word.

"What? Brother Zhang doesn't want to see Little Peach? Yang Ming looked at Zhang Wencai and smiled slightly.

"Why, why don't you want to?" Zhang Wencai glanced at the candlelit room on the second floor before sighing, "What's the use of thinking?" Brother, I'm a literati now, and I have no money, what can I take? ”

After speaking, he poured another sip of tea into his mouth, as if he wanted to transform his grief and anger into appetite, and Yang Ming was speechless for a while.

If Zhang Wencai really had a literary talent, he believed that he would definitely stride forward at this moment, and the tiger body was shocked, and he yelled: "Let go of that girl and let me come!" ”

It's just that he doesn't have either, and now he can only use cups!

In fact, Yang Ming can't get used to Mu Feiyun's appearance of pretending to be 13, it's true that he is a little talented, but he can't pretend like this! The most important thing is that the guy seems to know Zhang Wencai, and his two eyes stared at Zhang Wencai playfully, although he didn't speak, but the contempt was very obvious.

Although Cai and Zhang Wencai have only known each other for less than a day, Yang Ming's impression of this guy is that he loves to eat, sleep, and has a little high hormones, but he is still a good person overall, and it is very practical to be with such a person.

"Do you want to go upstairs and kiss your little peach?" Yang Ming whispered in Zhang Wencai's ear with a smile.

Suddenly, Zhang Wencai came to his senses, turned his head and said excitedly: "Do you have any silver, buddy?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Wencai looked at Yang Ming, no matter how he looked at this buddy, he didn't look like he was very rich, and he was dying again.

To tell the truth, just by Yang Ming's outfit, you can see that the family is definitely not very wealthy, although it is a brand new scholar's clothes, it is slightly big, Yang Ming is growing up at this age, counting on being able to last two years, and there is no jade pendant on his waist that symbolizes the character of a gentleman, so in the eyes of many people, you can understand that he is a child of a poor family.

Zhang Wencai's family is a local tyrant, of course he has this eyesight, and he blames him for being too excited just now and now he is holding a teacup sadly.

"There is no silver, but there is a song in the word!" Yang Ming looked at Zhang Wencai's appearance and laughed a little, this guy is really straight, he has everything on his face, maybe it is because of this that he will enter this Chunfang Building with him.

"Do you have words? Why didn't you say it earlier! When Zhang Wencai heard this, he immediately slapped the chicken blood again, but he was still very embarrassed to ask: "How is it compared to Mu Feiyun's poem?" ”

It's no wonder that Zhang Wencai asked. Although Mu Feiyun's character is not good, but the quality of the poem just now is really good, if Yang Ming's words are not comparable and take it out, not only can he not hold the beauty back, it is very likely to be ridiculed, let him Zhang Wencai be thick-skinned enough, I am afraid that it will be uncomfortable, so I naturally want to figure it out.

Yang Ming smiled slightly and said, "You come here with your ears!" ”

When everyone was making their own little calculations, everything in the hall actually fell into the eyes of Miao Yin and Xiao Taohong.

They actually didn't enter the boudoir directly, after all, the winner had to be in a single room with him, although it was impossible to move his hands and feet, but she was a twenty-eight-year-old woman who was the age of Sichun, who didn't want to sit opposite a young man, but a middle-aged uncle?

So both of them stood quietly in the dark part of the attic, quietly watching everything below.

At this moment, I happened to see Yang Ming say something in Zhang Wencai's ear, and then the fat man immediately became excited.

This teenager is very problematic!

The corners of Miaoyin's mouth gently cracked an arc!

At this time, the hall was quiet again, although there was also a scholar who stepped forward and splashed ink just now, but the ink in his chest was limited, and finally attracted a burst of ridicule and hid his face.

Mu Feiyun looked around proudly, and now no one came to challenge, he glanced at the scholar, and the scholar suddenly understood, and hurriedly walked up to Mu Feiyun in three steps and said loudly: "Is there anyone else who comes forward to offer poems?" If not, tonight will be considered a victory for our son! ”

In fact, even if the people in the hall get the first place, it doesn't matter, they must be recognized by Miao Yin to be counted.

It's not that no one cares about this rule, but even their so-called first poems are overshadowed in front of the masterpieces that Miao Yin has swayed on the spot again and again, so this rule can be regarded as set.

Otherwise, a cat and a dog take the first, and this wonderful sound girl is accompanied by the piano and sings, it will be too worthless.

Just as Mu Feiyun was excited and wanted to go upstairs with the masterpiece he had just made, a voice sounded in his ears and suddenly stopped him.

"Wait! There is also a song here that I want Miss Miaoyin to help taste, taste! ”

This voice was full of anger, and immediately made the people present can't help but follow the prestige.

I saw Zhang Wencai smiling and coming towards the desk with a confident face.

"Hahaha! It turned out to be Zhang Fat.. Zhang Wencai! Seeing that it was Zhang Wencai, Mu Feiyun was also happy, if it was someone else, I am afraid there was still some hope, but who is this Zhang Wencai? Familiar with 30,000 scriptures, I don't know the real Tibetan Zhang Wencai!

To say that Zhang Wencai is really a wonder, no matter the subset of scriptures and history, once it is in sight, it can be memorized in less than a month, but if you want him to say the essence of it, I really don't know anything.

At first, both Mr. and other students thought that he was a natural genius, and after a few scandals, he was recognized, and some jealous people were even more sarcastic, and gave him a nickname of Zhang Wancai, saying that he didn't know what he meant by reading ten thousand chapters.

So although Zhang Wencai's family has a lot of property, he has few friends, seeing that Yang Ming does not dislike his reputation, he naturally cherishes this hard-won friendship very much, so even if he will be made fun of when he comes to Chunfanglou, he still brings him here.

It's just that he never dreamed that his buddy would make a song for the ages in such a short time.

Although his qualifications are dull, he can still distinguish between good and bad after so many years, and thinking about the artistic conception in that sentence is just a sentence that is already evocative.

Zhang Wencai didn't care about the disdain of his son-in-law, so he walked to the desk and wrote: If life is only as it first sees.....

Although the words are not as elegant and refined as Mu Feiyun's, they are better than those who have a deep foundation, and the strokes are decent, until the whole poem is completely written, and the entire hall is already silent.

PS: The second update is sent, and there is something to be done in advance tonight! Buddy with a referral ticket, hehe!