Fang Hua really didn't know what kind of person this Xia Xiucai was, even if Zhang Xiucai interjected, he didn't pay attention to it, he didn't even look at it, he just stared at Fang Hua, his eyes were full of expectation, as if he was saying why don't you write poetry. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Fang Hua didn't like to compose poems, but now that Zhang Xiucai interjected in, he was even more lazy to compose poems, and after finishing the ceremony, he still said very politely: "Grandpa Xia, don't embarrass the boy, the kid is really not very good at writing poetry, isn't this bit of ink in my stomach a piece of cake in your eyes, right, it's better for you to have a poem, Grandpa Xia?" Open the kid's eyes? ”

"Hey, you kid told the truth, the ink in your stomach is naturally a piece of cake compared to the old man." As soon as Xia Xiucai heard Fang Hua praise him, his beard straightened up, and he didn't blush at all when he said that he didn't blush at all, but then he changed his words, and he didn't fall for it at all, he just slapped Fang Hua's head and said proudly: "Boy, you don't know where the old man is when he is in the literary field, you still want the old man to compose a poem, think too much about you, hurry up, if it weren't for the fact that you are Chen Xian's nephew and student, the old man you wrote would not be too lazy to listen, don't grind, don't make a doll like a girl, come quickly, The old man listened. ”

Fang Hua's head was hurt again, and he kept smiling bitterly in his heart, what kind of person is this, why is he not reserved at all, he beats people at every turn, why is this a showman? He should be going to be a soldier, otherwise it would be a pity.

"Xiaohua, make a poem, your Grandpa Xia will teach you when he listens to your poem, it's okay, it's not an outsider, just do it." Chen Yuanguang saw that Fang Hua was knocked on the head by Xia Xiucai, but he didn't speak to Fang Hua, but echoed Xia Xiucai's meaning.

It's hard to be warm, one of the two showmen is his teacher, and the other is a close friend of his teacher's family, both of them asked him to write a poem, how can he still refuse, so he had to nod, Chen Yuanguang said well, they are not outsiders, of course Fang Hua is not outside, and said: "That's good, the kid just make a song casually, you don't have to laugh at it." ”

"Haha, why should Fang boy be modest, Chen Xiucai is talented, you must be naturally not bad as his student, come, the old man is fine, why don't you just come and listen to your boy's poems, and see how amazing Chen Xiucai's only three students are." Zhang Xiucai still interjected politely, seemingly speaking politely, but it was still really annoying.

And as soon as his voice was behind, the other Xiucai also looked sideways at Fang Hua because of his sentence, why don't they listen to your kid's poem, some people are not familiar with Chen Yuanguang, but after Zhang Xiucai finished speaking, he also invited left and right, so for a while, all Xiucai stopped what they were doing, or closed their mouths, and all of them showed interesting, or interesting eyes looked at Fang Hua, waiting for his kid's poem.

A cold glint flashed in Chen Yuanguang's eyes, Zhang Xiucai's several actions had already made him a little bored, and how could he not feel that this Zhang Xiucai was doing this on purpose, the purpose was to make Fang Hua ugly, and by the way, let him be a teacher, and the reason was probably because of the incident that Fang Hua had cheated him before.

Xia Xiucai didn't react at all as if he was really nervous, and when he saw that other Xiucai also looked at it, he laughed as well, urging Fang Hua to compose poems through tea, as if he was still a little impatient.

The location of more than a dozen showmen is the center of the entire pavilion, and the topic they are talking about is actually the center of this tea party, when these dozen or so showmen all looked sideways at Fang Hua, waiting for him to compose poems, almost the children and students of the entire pavilion also looked at it together, under the gaze of so many people, Zhu Qian and Wen Yitao around Fang Hua were a little unnatural, and obediently ran behind Chen Yuanguang.

Fang Hua's eyes were cold and flickering, he could naturally understand Zhang Xiucai's intentions, but at this moment he no longer had the handle to threaten Zhang Xiucai, after Zhang Xiucai kicked Fang Li out of the teacher's door, and threatened not to accept anyone as a student in Nanzhuan Village, he already had no handle for Zhang Xiucai, as for the last time, it was meaningless to say it at this moment, so he would not tear his face with Zhang Xiucai at this time, nor would he compete.

Fang Hua is not a person who likes to be teased by others, nor is he a person who is bullied by others and does not fight back, Zhang Xiucai wanted him and Chen Yuanguang to make a fool of themselves, so he didn't let his dream come true, and after thinking about it for a while, Fang Hua gradually hooked the corners of his lips.

Most of the people in the pavilion were looking at Fang Hua, most of these Xiucai were invited by Zhang Xiucai, so they came to see what kind of poetry Fang Hua could do, and the other children or students were waiting for Fang Hua to compose poems because they saw that the Xiucai were waiting for Fang Hua to compose poems, so they naturally thought that Fang Hua would be a prodigy somewhere, so they were waiting for Fang Hua to open his mouth to compose poems.

"Ahem...... Under the gaze of so many people, Fang Hua didn't seem nervous at all, he still had a smile like a spring breeze on his face, coughed twice, attracted everyone's attention, bowed to the people around him, and said, "That kid has started." ”

After closing his eyes and thinking for a while, he slowly opened his eyes, slowly paced around, then looked up to the sky and sighed, looked at the lake outside, and began to ramble his poems.

"When you sing about wine, what is your life?" The first sentence of the mouth is the poem of Cao Cao, many people frowned when they heard this poem, and said that you can write a poem as a child, how did you read the poems of the ancients.

"When I feel the tears, I hate to say goodbye to the birds." Before everyone came back to their senses, Fang Hua had already opened his mouth to read out the second sentence, this time it was the poem of the Tang Dynasty poet Du Fu.

"I was born to be useful, and I will come back when my daughter is gone." The third sentence followed, this is a poem belonging to Li Bai Li Rang Shixian, which is still chanted by Fang Hua.

"Draw a knife and cut off the water, the water will flow more, and the sorrow will be more sorrowful through wine." The last sentence was finally read, and Fang Hua stood in place with a smile on his face, as if waiting for everyone's comments.

When you sing about wine, life is geometric.

Feelings splash tears, hate farewell birds frightened.

I was born to be useful, and I will come back when my daughter is gone.

Draw the knife and cut off the water, the water is more flowing, and the sorrow is even more sorrowful through wine.

A poem that is completely patched together is really a big drop on everyone's glasses, even Zhang Xiucai can't think of it at all, everyone thinks that even if Fang Hua's poetry is bad, he can still make a poem, who knows that he is actually a poem made from the poems of the ancients.

As soon as this poem came out, the hall was dumbfounded.

Then, there was a laugh from someone who didn't know it, and the ridicule was felt by the whole pavilion, and under the influence of that laughing brother, the people in the entire pavilion began to laugh, and they all looked at Fang Hua still standing there stunned, and they couldn't stand up with a smile.

Why is this also called poetry? Let you compose poems, you take out the poems of the ancients and piece them together, this is when I wait for less reading, it's easy to deceive, right? A few lines of poetry are completely bull's head and horse's mouth, this is completely dismantled and put together, this kid is here to be funny.

"What a mess ......"

"It's insulting to Sven, it's really insulting to Sven......"

"I'm embarrassed to come out and recite poetry with this bit of ink......"

"Look at him still having fun...... Sure enough, it's a fool......"

One by one, the laughter is very flamboyant, if one or two people laugh, maybe they won't laugh so exaggeratedly, but when the people in the entire pavilion are laughing, who cares that Fang Hua is just a Xiucai student, not to mention these children's students, a group of Xiucai led by Zhang Xiucai laughed even more exaggerated at the moment, sighing and laughing.

Zhang Xiucai's original intention was to let Fang Hua write a poem and then ridicule it well, so that Fang Hua would make a fool of himself, so that Chen Yuanguang would also make a fool of himself, but now he doesn't need to say anything more, everyone is ridiculing Fang Hua's poem as soon as it comes out, he just needs to laugh with everyone and laugh hard, so that he can vent the unhappiness in his heart.

Chen Yuanguang was sitting expressionless at the moment, as if he was not affected by the people around him, but those who were familiar with Chen Yuanguang knew that he was angry at the moment, and when he was angry, his face was always expressionless, but Xia Xiucai, who was grinning next to him, looked embarrassed, and he didn't expect that the poems made by Fang Hua were actually patchworked, even if he was as cheeky as him, he didn't know what to say at the moment. And Wen Yitao and Zhu Qian were naturally secretly anxious, but they knew Fang Hua's level of poetry, and they didn't need to put together a poem at all.

At this moment, everyone is still laughing, especially Fang Hua, as a talented student, actually made such a poem that is not a poem at all, which really makes everyone's spoof active, maybe most children and students are inferior in front of Xiucai, so while they are mocking Fang Hua, they are also covering up their inferiority complex in their hearts, and Fang Hua has been laughing at this moment, as if he still doesn't understand what is happening, it really makes them can't help it at all, and they laugh extremely exaggeratedly, it seems that the laughter is going to spread ten miles away.

After comparing Fang Hua's poems, the so-called literati finally found a sense of superiority, and instantly felt as if they were tall, and their self-confidence finally came back a lot.