"Fabulous. In just ten days, 30,000 of the 50,000 copies were sold, and the rest were handed over to the Xuanting Book Store for sale. In a few days, "The Legend of the West Chamber" will be rolled out in ten countries, and according to the Tang treasurer's speculation, the sales of books in January can reach 500,000. Fang Yundao.

"I can call you a little rich man in the future. Come, I say you remember. Li Wenying said

Fang Yun picked up the pen and paper on the table and waited for Li Wenying to recite the poem.

"Ten thousand trees are frozen, and the lonely roots are warm and alone.

In the deep snow in the front village, several branches bloomed last night.

The wind is fragrant, and the birds are glamorous.

If you respond to the law next year, you will be the first to look at the spring platform. ”

After Li Wenying finished reading it for a while, Fang Yun finished writing this poem "Early Plum", but his expression was a little strange.

This poem first writes about the environment of the early plum, and then writes about the early plum blossoms, and then writes about the fragrance of flowers and the appearance of the birds to attract the hearts of the birds.

Fang Yun thought of last year's court dispute, and guessed that Li Wenying wanted to go to the capital to meet Zuo Xiang for a while, but Jiangzhou has the Yangtze River and Qingguo in the south, the East China Sea in the east, and the Demon Mountain in the west, which is very important, and only he is the most suitable to sit here.

"Adults have great talents!" Fang Yun exclaimed.

Li Wenying didn't care about Fang Yun's praise, but looked at Fang Yun's words, and said strangely: "Your "Spring Dawn" is written like a dog crawling, "The Story in the Pillow" is still poor, and "The Burrow" is straightforward, and it can still only be said to be mediocre. And your words today have a faint backbone. Yes, I wish your calligraphy to reach the realm of 'flowers under the pen' as soon as possible. ”

"Master Xie complimented. Fang Yun's heart was much more comfortable, which meant that if he took the exam in the future, no one would be able to say anything about his words, and many days of hard work were not in vain.

"You go to dinner, and come back to me when there is something to change. ”

"The student quits. ”

Fang Yun took the page and walked to the cafeteria, thinking about how to change the poem as he walked.

After entering the cafeteria, Fang Yun saw that Li Yuncong and the others had already eaten half of their meals, and were about to go to eat, but they had the pages of poems in their hands, so they walked over and put the pages of poems on the chair beside Lu Yu.

"You watch for me, I'll go and cook. Fang Yun finished speaking and left.

Lu Yu on the side picked up the page of the poem and looked at it, and said: "This luck is really amazing, we haven't finished eating, he actually made a poem, I will read it to you." ”

After Lu Yu finished reading, the other four nodded one after another.

Although the time is wrong, it should be that he wanted to write last year but didn't write, so he suddenly had an idea to write it. ”

This first sentence is wonderful, describing the cruelty of the weather and the arrogance of the plum trees. ”

"The third sentence is also good, the battle is neat and impressive. ”

The last sentence is interesting, and when he comes back, he asks if he wants to go to the capital. ”

"It's a pity that this poem has no talent, and it should need to be changed. ”

"He's not a saint, and he can't do every poem so well, it's just a pity. ”

While they were talking, a man passed by, glanced at it, and then left and walked to a table in the distance, where Liu Zicheng's brother-in-law Zhuang Wei was sitting.

"How is it, Fang Yun has written a new poem?" Zhuang Wei asked.

"Yes, I read it, I don't have any talent at all, the poem is not bad, it should be that there are big problems in some places, which leads to the lack of talent. The word is also his, yes. ”

"Let's go, go over and see, as long as you don't have talent, no matter what you say, it's reasonable! This time's poetry has no talent, and if you don't attack him, even if he can write an article that is even more powerful than 'The Burrow', he won't be able to shake my literary courage! You go and get pen and ink, and see how I 'ruin the poem'!"

So a few people walked to the place where the group of five people was, walked to the table, Zhuang Wei took a closer look, and sure enough, there was no talent, and when he saw that it was Fang Yun's words, a smile appeared on his face.

At this time, a person handed over a wooden tray with pen and ink on it.

Zhuang Wei snatched the page of poetry from Lu Yu and put it on the table.

The five people in the first class looked at this lifting man blankly, wondering what he was crazy about, what he was doing to grab Fang Yun's poetry page.

Fang Yun happened to turn around with the food, and saw that Zhuang Wei was about to write on it, so he hurriedly stopped him: "Zhuang Wei, what are you doing!"

Zhuang Wei laughed and said, "You don't know anything about broken poetry and there are loopholes everywhere, I really can't stand it." One of the biggest mistakes in your poem is that the poem doesn't have the right scene. At this moment, it is obviously summer, but you write about winter, which is a big taboo. There is also the first sentence of ten thousand trees that are frozen and broken, I have heard that trees are broken by strong winds, and some are cut down by people, but I have never heard of them being broken by freezing. This sentence should be erased!"

After Zhuang Wei finished speaking, he waved his pen and drew a thick ink horizontal line on "Ten Thousand Trees Frozen to Fold", and he could no longer see this line of words.

Fang Yun saw that his words were smeared, and he was annoyed in his heart, and said: "Apologize immediately, leave here, this poem is not something you can change!"

Zhuang Wei said with a smile: "I am also a student of the State Academy of Literature, and it is natural for me to change poems for children, why can't I change them? You also think too highly of yourself." ”

Fang Yun didn't expect a person to use this kind of means, if the two sides were acquainted, it would be normal for someone to help Tong Sheng change poems and even judge, but Zhuang Wei obviously came with malicious intent, nothing more than because his invitation was rejected yesterday.

Fang Yun's expression turned cold, and said: "Zhuang Wei, you stop now, I will treat you as a grievance for your wife and brother, and I can spare you after I apologize." But if you dare to move another word, you won't be able to end the show when the time comes, don't blame me for not reminding you!"

Zhuang Wei smiled: "I don't need you to remind me. There is also this second sentence, the lonely root is warm and alone, the words lonely and alone have similar meanings, and it is not appropriate to appear in the same sentence, cross it out!" After speaking, he waved his pen and covered up Fang Yun's handwriting.

Li Yuncong on the side said: "Fang Yun, don't be impulsive, this is ruining poetry, it is a common method between the Hanmen and the scholars, it is still Wenbi, if you scold or do something, it is equivalent to losing." ”

Fang Yun took a deep breath and said, "Since I warned him and still didn't listen, let him destroy it!"

At this time, several people from the Lishan Club came over, and the first night Feng of the club said angrily: "Zhuang Wei, take away your dirty hands! As a person who takes revenge on Tong Sheng for personal revenge, how can you people of the Liu family be so shameless!

"Destroying poetry is Wenbi, he is a saint before the child, and his status is higher than that of ordinary talents, how can he bully the small with the big? ”

After Zhuang Wei finished speaking, he wanted to destroy the poem, Ye Feng said coldly: "If you dare to make another move, I will be punished, and I will stop you with words and words!"

Zhuang Wei's expression changed, and the people around him immediately blocked him.

Fang Yun said: "Brother Night, thank you for your kindness, but I like to watch the excitement, you don't have to worry about it, I want to see how much he dares to ruin this poem!

"Fang Yun you ......"

Fang Yun said: "Brother Night waits, I don't believe that Zhuang Wei dares to destroy the whole poem!"

In the process of the dispute, everyone in the cafeteria came over, and several speakers were even smiling, in their opinion, this was competition and incentives, as long as it didn't hurt people or hurt the Wen Palace, they wouldn't stop it.

One of the speakers whispered, "I want to stop it, but this example is not good as soon as it is opened." However, it is good that Fang Yun will be hit a little, and I believe that he will get through this difficulty. Maybe in two or three years, it will be a shame. ”

"It's a good thing for him to be ashamed and courageous. ”

"But Fang Yun seems to be very calm, could it be that there is any aftermath?"

"Probably not, that Zhuang curtain has been planning for a long time, how could it be wrong, that page of poetry is indeed not talented. ”

The rest of the speakers nodded together, all thinking that this was a good opportunity to sharpen their luck.

The people nearby had different expressions, some were obviously holding an attitude of watching a good show, and a few people were looking forward to Fang Yun's poem name being frustrated, but most of them were more sympathetic to Fang Yun, after all, even if someone wrote a year's poems, they might not be able to have a few talents, most of them were very ordinary poems.

Zhuang Wei was hesitant, but when he heard Fang Yun, he was contemptuous, and said again: "In the deep snow in the front village, it is simply unpoetic, so white that it can no longer be white, and a three-year-old child can write it and destroy it!"

The corners of Fang Yun's mouth couldn't help but show a mocking smile, he didn't expect things to become more interesting.

Zhuang Wei continued to destroy the poems again and again, ruining everything, and finally put a big "X" on the page of the poem, saying: "As a saint before the double armor child, it is simply insulting to write such a poem!"

Many people were angered by Zhuang Wei, but Fang Yun didn't speak, and they couldn't say anything, so they could only look at Fang Yun.

Fang Yun smiled slightly, and asked, "Zhuang Da is a talented man, can he be ruined, do you want to destroy it for another half an hour?"

"You're calm. I just want to tell you, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, even if Liu Zicheng is not good, he is also a famous talent, you don't even give him a chance to correct it, it's too much. Remember this lesson, and forget about yesterday. ”

Fang Yun nodded, stepped forward and put the wooden tray on the table, then picked up the poem pages, folded them, put them in the pockets of his clothes, and ate slowly.

Everyone was puzzled, thinking that there would be a follow-up after Fang Yun said cruel words, but he actually ate it.

Zhuang Wei saw that Fang Yun didn't speak, turned around and left, but thought in his heart: "Zicheng and Zizhi have a deep brotherhood, if this matter is known by Zizhi, it will definitely be closer to me." Hmph, I didn't want to ruin the poem, I just wanted to be a good person, but you don't know how to lift, so you can't blame me for this. ”

Zhuang Wei was proud in his heart, walked outside, and after walking a few steps, he heard Fang Yun's voice sound.

"Brother Zhuang stayed, I forgot to say one thing. Fang Yundao.

"What do you want to say?" Zhuang Wei turned around, thinking that Fang Yun was going to succumb.

"It's nothing, I just want to say that after school at noon, Master Yuanjun called me to his Spiegel Hall, recited a poem, and asked me to help him change it, so I wrote it down. I never wanted to be ruined by you, I forgot all the verses, and I will go to Der Spiegel Hall again after dinner. ”

Before Fang Yun finished speaking, Zhuang Wei's face was pale, sweating profusely, and he could barely stand on his feet.

Those who were angry with Fang Yun before all laughed, and the two teenagers, Lu Yu and Ning Zhiyuan, even slapped the table and laughed.

"Hahaha...... This...... This fool is a man, and he can even write a poem that scolds Jian Meigong!"

"Fang Yun, you're too bad, why didn't you say it earlier? Hahahaha......"

Those few talkers looked at each other, but they didn't expect Fang Yun to really have a backhand, and this backhand was not ordinarily ruthless......

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