Shang Xiufang slowly opened the note, and at the same time couldn't help but glance at Yang Sheng. Yang Sheng was recommended to Li by her, and she still has a deep impression of this talented man who was once sought after by everyone in Chang'an City, and made Chang'an paper expensive for a while.

When she saw the contents of her face, her face couldn't help but change, and Li Jiancheng beside her also changed her face, snatched the paper from her hand and looked at it carefully many times, during which she kept raising her head and looking at Yang Sheng again and again, with an inexplicable light flashing in her eyes.

The players on the second floor couldn't help but look at each other when they saw the two of them like this, and they didn't understand what was wrong with them, even if Yang Sheng copied a good poem, they wouldn't let them lose their temper so much.

No matter how good it is, when will it be better than the water tune song head and bright moon, can it be better than the Book of Poetry, and can it be better than so many brilliant masters in history in the real world?

If Li Jiancheng and Monk Xiufang's gaffe is not because the poetry is good, then only the poetry is extremely bad...

Thinking of this, many players couldn't help but cast a sneering and gloating gaze at Yang Sheng, too, how good can the hastily scribbled poems be, they must be so bad and smelly, so bad that even Shang Xiufang and Li Jiancheng can't stand it.

"Yang Sheng is completely finished."

"Who says it's not, when the news of today's poetry meeting spreads, he won't even be able to open the small shop on the calligraphy and painting street. It's out of breath, it's out of breath, come back and join in the fun, and obediently brush the copy! ”

I saw Li Jiancheng stand up at this time and said loudly: "I announce..."

Shang Xiufang hurriedly stood up, grabbed him and said urgently: "Big brother, no!" ”

Li Jiancheng said excitedly: "Why not? Do you know what that means? What does this mean for us? ”

Shang Xiufang smiled bitterly: "But after all, this is a poetry club, this is not even a poem, how can it..."

Hearing the conversation between the two, the players on the second floor gloated even more in their hearts, not even poetry, what kind of bullshit did this Yang Sheng write, so that Shang Xiufang could have such an evaluation.

In their opinion, Li Jiancheng is most likely because Yang Sheng's terrible works want to drive him out, and it is even possible that he will not even be allowed to participate in future poetry meetings. And Shang Xiufang took into account some of the previous friendships and the face of the poetry meeting, and wanted to intercede for Yang Sheng.

Looking at Yang Sheng sitting in front of Richard, his face was already pale and trembling like chaff, and there seemed to be thunder in his head.

Li Jiancheng shook off her hand, stared at her eyes tightly and said, "Xiufang, you should understand what my purpose is in supporting you to hold this poetry meeting." ”

Shang Xiufang's face changed slightly, lowered her head and said gloomily: "Yes, discover the scholars of the Han Sect and use them for my Li Valve." Give them a chance to show their ambitions. ”

"If only you knew."

Li Jiancheng nodded, strode to the staircase, and said in a voice of internal force: "I announce that the first person in the poetry meeting is Mr. Yang Sheng!" ”

Tile... Watt?????

The people on the second floor couldn't believe their ears when they heard this, what was the bad thing they said, what was not even a poem when they said it was good, and what about driving him out if they said it was good? How the hell did this become the first, this plot twist is inevitably too fast!

A player couldn't help but stand up and said loudly: "Young lord, Xiufang, everyone just said that Yang Sheng's works are not even poems, why did he suddenly become the number one in the poetry club?" ”

Li Jiancheng said lightly: "Xiufang is talking about the previous poem." ”

The player subconsciously turned her head to look at Shang Xiufang, only to see Shang Xiufang sitting in place looking lost and depressed, she raised her head and squeezed out a smile and said, "What the eldest brother said is true." ”

The player was still unwilling, gritted his teeth and said: "Young Lord, Yang Sheng's works, can you let us take a look." Even if I lose, I will lose clearly. ”

"What if such a masterpiece is damaged when it is circulated? Cannot. ”

Li Jiancheng shook his head and rejected him without thinking, turned around and strode in front of Yang Sheng, and said politely with his fists clenched: "Mr. Baiyu, can you take a step to speak?" ”

Yang Sheng swallowed his saliva, glanced at Richard out of the corner of his eye, remembered what he had just said in his ear with the sound of the soul, and plucked up the courage to say: "There are still some things in my shop, what is the matter with the young lord, let's discuss it tomorrow." ”

This guy actually rejected Li Jiancheng!

Just when everyone thought that Li Jiancheng was going to be angry, who knew that he was neither angry nor annoyed, and said with a smile: "It's okay, Mr. is busy beforehand." I'll bother him again tomorrow. ”

Hearing this, everyone's eyes looking at Yang Sheng were instantly full of envy, jealousy and hatred, and their hearts became more and more curious about his works that were not even poems, as if there were cat's paws scratching. What did Yang Sheng write that could make Li Jiancheng have such an attitude, could he say that just now suddenly Li Bai, Du Fu, Bai Juyi, Su Shi, Li Yuxin, abandoned the disease, and possessed the body?

"The villain will take his leave first."

Yang Sheng stood up, turned around with Richard and walked towards the Nine Steps, and went down the stairs to leave the Yanbo Building. After watching the two leave, Li Jiancheng retracted his gaze and said lightly: "The poetry meeting has ended, please go back." ”

Everyone in the Yanbo Building knew that Li Jiancheng was giving an eviction order, and they all stood up with interest and bent down to Li Jiancheng and clenched their fists to say goodbye.

After everyone left, Shang Xiufang raised her head and looked at Li Jiancheng and said with a wry smile: "Big brother, you ruined this poetry meeting." ”

"It's just a poetry meeting, and then it's enough. These guys will come back anyway. ”

Li Jiancheng smiled nonchalantly, and his tone suddenly became excited, "I asked you to use Hongyan as a Western behavior, which is a bit of a meaning." I didn't expect that someone really understood the deepest meaning of this topic and figured out my thoughts. If what Yang Sheng said on this paper is true, let alone a poetry meeting, it is worth destroying this Yanbo Building! ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but spread out the paper in his hand again, only to see that the content on the paper was just like what Shang Xiufang said, neither poetry nor words, only a short sentence

- I have a plan to break the yin.

Shang Xiufang shook her head and smiled bitterly in her heart, she is not only a poetry lover, she is the first talented woman in the world, but also a peace lover. What she hates the most is war, and what this sentence contains is a bloody storm!

That's why she tried her best to oppose it just now, but Li Jiancheng didn't listen to her opinion at all, and insisted on announcing Yang Sheng as the first in this poetry meeting. The poetry meeting is a poetry event in her heart, a gathering of literati. However, in Li Jiancheng's heart, the first of this poetry club is just a tool to win Yang Sheng's favor.