Chapter 54: Don't Push Me

(Thank you Brother Ji Chunsheng for your reward, and thank Brother Amen for your reward, hehe)

Shi Wei couldn't help but show surprise on his face, and hurriedly said: "Shi Mou is just a langzhong, what kind of writing can he have, I thought he was just coming to see others compose lyrics, and Xu Gongzi asked me to do it, wouldn't it make me ugly." ā€

Hearing Shi Wei's self-deprecating words, Xu Changqing's expression became more and more complacent, but he said with a haha: "Don't be humble in Shi Langzhong, you must know that those who come to participate in the Wenhui must have a poem, Shi Langzhong, you can't break the rules of the Wenhui." ā€

"But I—"

When Shi Wei wanted to excuse himself, Xu Changqing had already brushed his sleeves away and did not give him a chance to shirk.

He couldn't help but shake his head and sighed, looking very helpless, and sighed: "Xu Gongzi, he is remembering the things he said before, and he wants to target me." ā€

Pan Zisu next to him was so smart, he had already seen Xu Changqing's intentions, and when he thought that it was all because of himself, he felt a little sorry for Shi Wei in his heart.

She had to force a smile and said apologetically: "Changqing, he has always been noble, you fell on him a little before, and it is inevitable that there will be some mustard in your heart, I am here to apologize to you for him." ā€

Shi Wei glanced at him, and suddenly sneered: "I don't know what the relationship between Miss Pan and this Xu Gongzi is, why do you apologize for him." ā€

This question suddenly made a trace of crimson pass over Pan Zisu's face, and she hurriedly whispered: "Xu Gongzi and I are also friends, and it is nothing to apologize for him." ā€

"It turned out to be just friends." Shi Wei asked knowingly, but sighed: "But I see that Miss Pan has been cleaning up the mess for your friend, but he always does his own thing, completely ignoring your feelings, Miss Pan." ā€

Shi Wei's words obviously have another deep meaning.

Pan Zisu was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "I'm used to it, it's okay." Shi Gongzi, why don't you go quietly first, lest he stay and embarrass you. ā€

Pan Zisu was born in a famous family, although it is inevitable that some young ladies have a temper, but they always have a kind surname and think for others everywhere.

As for Xu Changqing, he is a self-righteous and outright son of a powerful person, in Shi Wei's opinion, this surnamed Xu is not worthy of Pan Zisu at all.

Hearing Pan Zisu's protection of this Xu Changqing, Shi Wei subconsciously felt a little unhappy, and now she persuaded herself to leave in a gloomy manner, in order to avoid the humiliation set by the surnamed Xu, although her mind was for his good, but in Shi Wei's ears, it was extremely harsh.

"Although Shi is not proficient in literature, there are many talented people here, and I have to read their masterpieces and learn a good lesson."

Shi Wei was not angry or anxious, he found a place by himself and watched it with great interest.

Pan Zisu saw that he couldn't persuade him, so he sat down with him, thinking in his heart that if Xu Gongzi embarrassed him, how he should relieve Shi Wei from the siege.

In the stone pavilion, many brightly dressed children of the powerful entered one after another to write their own lyrics and hung them outside the pavilion to show to everyone.

Outside the pavilion, there was a constant burst of cheers, and those who did good things had to read it in public, plus a piece of applause.

Although Shi Wei doesn't know how to compose lyrics, as a later generation, he can still memorize a lot of Song lyrics, and he knows all those famous passages that have been handed down from generation to generation.

Perhaps it is for this reason that the words made by these talented people seem to him to be very ordinary.

The so-called talents are showing their literary talents, and those beautiful ladies are eyebrows, snickering and talking with each other in private, they are not so much here to appreciate the text, but to find Ruyi Langjun.

"Brother Xu, I heard that you just wrote a wonderful poem, why don't you write it and let me wait to pay tribute."

When the literary meeting arrived, someone outside the pavilion began to shout loudly, so a group of sons and buddies cheered in groups, all of them enthusiastically invited Xu Changqing to show his literary talents.

It can be seen that this Xu Gongzi can be regarded as a top literary person among all talents.

Xu Changqing pretended to be humble, and then under the strong request of everyone, he put on a last resort and wrote his own words.

The lyrics were hung high outside the pavilion, and a loud man stood up, and Xu Changqing's "Huanxi Yarn" was read aloud.

The children of the powerful people around them suddenly sighed and sighed and were full of praise.

Those beautiful ladies and ladies looked at the graceful Xu Changqing nymphomaniac in the pavilion with admiration in their eyes.

Even Pan Zisu beside him, a look of adoration appeared between his eyebrows, and he muttered: "I didn't expect to see you in a few days, and Changqing's talent for lyrics has improved a lot......"

Before Pan Zisu's words fell, a person in the front row actually clapped and shouted: "Brother Xu's words can be called a masterpiece, wonderful, really wonderful." ā€

The people shouted together, and the rest of the people all joined in groups, and the cheers rose higher and higher, pushing the atmosphere of this meeting to the most.

Xu Changqing stood by the pavilion with his hands in his hands, smiling and nodding to the "fans", although his mouth was full of humble words, but the pride in his heart was undisguised on his face.

Shi Wei stared at Xu Changqing's poem, and carefully studied it for a long time, except for a lot of gorgeous words, he really couldn't see what was good about this word.

Listening to the "hand-me-down words" of the people around him, Shi Wei felt funny when he heard it, and couldn't help but say to himself: "Can this kind of word also be called a 'hand-me-down', it's really funny." ā€

Shi Wei's whisper was just for himself, and he didn't want the person next to him to have very good ears, so he actually listened to it.

The man's face changed suddenly, his eyes swept over the stone like electricity, and he scolded loudly: "Who are you, you dare to despise Brother Xu's masterpiece like this, it's really crazy." ā€

The man's voice was so loud that everyone around him heard it.

So, everyone turned around, and dozens of pairs of strange eyes stared at Shi Wei in unison.

When they found Shi Wei dressed in cloth, they couldn't help but add a little contempt in their eyes.

With that kind of look, it is obvious to say: Where did this shabby man come from, who dared to make such a bad comment on Xu Gongzi's masterpiece?

In front of everyone's eyes, Shi Wei looked calm, and he was not at all uncomfortable with those anger, contempt and other strange eyes.

Inside the stone pavilion, Xu Changqing's gaze was even more like a knife directed at Shi Wei.

Pan Zisu next to her, how could she think that Shi Wei would suddenly come up with such a sentence of "talking to herself", seeing that Shi Wei was in an "embarrassing situation", she was only afraid that he would be embarrassed, so she hurriedly said: "You may have heard it wrong, this Shi Gongzi didn't say anything, it was just a misunderstanding." ā€

That Xu Changqing saw that Pan Zisu actually exonerated Shi Wei, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, he didn't think much about it, and said loudly: "Although Xu is not talented, this clumsy work also took a lot of thought, Brother Shi is so disdainful, there must be more masterpieces in his chest, why not write it out, let me wait to have a look." ā€

Shi Wei smiled faintly and said humbly: "Shi Mou is just a district langzhong, what kind of literary talent can he have, just a moment of misspeech, and I hope Xu Gongzi will forgive me." ā€

After all, this is Xu Changqing's field, Shi Wei, as a guest, is not good for the owner of the family to not be able to come to the stage, and the surname Suo is not strange, so why take a step back.

Shi Wei apologized, but Xu Changqing did not relent: "Brother Shi is really polite, the people who came to this literary meeting are all people with a little ink on their chests, since Shi Wei is here, it is naturally a good work, how about writing it out and appreciating it with everyone, why be so humble." ā€

Xu Changqing's aggressiveness gradually provoked Shi Wei, and he thought to himself: The surname is Xu, you forced me, then don't blame me for hurting your face.

At that moment, he stood up and said happily: "Since Brother Xu has this Yaxing, he has to see the clumsy work, so Shi has no choice but to sacrifice his ugliness." ā€

After that, Shi Wei walked through the crowd, and in the surprised and contemptuous eyes of everyone, he walked into the stone pavilion, picked up his pen and started writing.

Xu Changqing originally thought that Shi Wei was forced to be helpless, and finally chose to flee in a gray manner, but what surprised him was that this cloth cloth man really dared to enter the pavilion to show his clumsiness.

"Hmph, I'd like to see what you can write."

Xu Changqing quickly calmed down, thinking about what kind of words he should use to make sarcastic comments after Shi Wei wrote some broken words.

In a moment, a poem was written.

Yahuan then hung Shi Wei's poem outside the pavilion, and those young ladies and gentlemen all stepped forward with the mood of watching the excitement, wanting to see what bad works this shabby Langzhong could write, so that they could laugh.

Just looking at it, the disdainful look on their faces couldn't help but retract, and for a moment, they began to become surprised, and later, they became extremely shocked.

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