Speaking of which, Luo Xiaoyi tore his legs and ran, and when Lan He chased him out of the room, he had already slipped away.

Looking at the direction in which he disappeared, Lan He's slender hand stroked his bare chin, and a cold smile suddenly flashed into his eyes that were still thin and angry just now.

Luo Xiaoyi just ran down the second floor, and he already felt remorse in his heart: Hey, this current person, it is common for people to be teased and scolded by the master for a few words, why can't we help but talk back? Now it's okay, how will you live in the future?

As soon as he thought of Lan He's endless methods, he couldn't help but stand on end, and he brushed in the wind!

His thoughts were so wild that he crawled around like a fly without a head. Just as he was drilling happily, there was a sudden "click", and the sound of an item falling to the ground came.

Immediately afterwards, a thin male voice said angrily: "You, you little two, why don't you have long eyes when you walk?" ”

Luo Xiaoyi was just worried, and when he heard this voice, he couldn't help but be angry, he quickly raised his head, and turned to a young scholar in his twenties. This scholar wears a scarf on his head, his facial features are upright, and his face is a little pale.

Standing behind the scholar, there were three or four other young men dressed as scholars. As soon as several people saw Luo Xiaoyi's face, their eyes couldn't help but light up at the same time. A tall and fat scholar walking on the left folded a fan in his hand and sighed: "Hey, this little second child is so beautiful and lovely." The son is the brother, the folding fan is off and picked up, so why bother with the child? ”

That brother was obviously bumped into the scholar by Luo Xiaoyi, he was lowering his head to pick up the folding fan that was knocked down by Luo Xiaoyi, and sneered lightly when he heard the words: "What can you do if you look good?" ”

Speaking of this, he seemed to disdain Luo Xiaoyi anymore, turned to his companion and said: "The spring rain is falling outside, and the little brother happened to make a poem, but unfortunately I thought of the first three sentences, how about you help me end it?" ”

As he spoke, the four of them passed by Luo Xiaoyi and walked towards the wing room on the second floor. Luo Xiaoyi gave Ziwei a roll of his eyes. Sighing unlucky, he turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

At this time, Ziwei's poetry recitation voice came from behind: "The little brother's poem is as follows: The spring rain is falling," Luo Xiaoyi couldn't help but pause when he heard it. Then, Na Ziwei said, "It's all royal Ruiqi," Hearing this, a string of black lines hung on Luo Xiaoyi's face.

Immediately afterwards, Na Ziwei said: "Why not go down for another three years? ”

Luo Xiaoyi rolled his eyes, and when he turned around, he saw that the four of them were shaking their heads and frowning while thinking, and couldn't help but shout: "Let go of your mother's shit!" ”

His voice was crisp and loud, and for a moment, everyone in the restaurant looked this way. The four scholars turned their heads at the same time, and when they saw that it was him, their faces turned blue in unison. Hey, these four people are also neatly changing their faces, and it seems that they are training well.

Nazi glared at Luo Xiaoyi angrily with his eyes, and shouted sharply: "You, you little two are so bold, you, you are really insulting Sven, Ben Xiucai is a good poet, why are you making foul language, you, Ben Xiu is going to sue you!" ”

Luo Xiaoyi rolled his eyes at him, clasped his hands into fists, and made a gesture at the people in the restaurant. said: "Ladies and gentlemen, the villain just saw that this Xiucai seemed to have a bad time making poems, so he helped him end the knot. This show talent is so boring, and such a thing can be sued, which is really ridiculous. ”

Ziwei's face turned black with anger, and he pointed at Luo Xiaoyi with a folding fan and said angrily: "You, nonsense!" ”

Luo Xiaoyi rolled her eyes again, and secretly thought, these bullshit talents don't even have the strength to scold. In a blink of an eye, he saw that the people in the restaurant were all looking at him disapprehantly, so he said aloud again: "Everyone, listen to the villain read the poem just now." ”

Speaking of this, he put his hands behind his back, learned to pace a few steps, pointed to the drizzle outside, and slowly recited: "The spring rain is falling one after another, and it is all royal ruiqi." Why don't you put your mother's shit in the next three years! ”

He had just finished reading it when a few chuckles came out of the guests. Luo Xiaoyi still held his hands, and said with great concern for the country and the people: "Everyone, in the last sentence of the next couplet, put your mother's bullshit, although it is indecent, it still rhymes, do you say yes?" ”

At that moment, three or four good people shouted at the same time: "Yes! "Exactly, it's very smooth!"

After Luo Xiaoyi smiled proudly, he turned his head and pointed at Ziwei, who was trembling with anger, and after sighing melancholy, he continued: "Think about it, this rain has been raining for three consecutive years, and it is a disaster!" When the flood will flood and the people of the world will be displaced, the Son of Heaven will be so depressed that he will not be able to sleep in the palace. In this case, this son is a Xiucai and said that it is the royal Ruiqi! Therefore, the little brother added a sentence to put your mother's bullshit, is there any reason? ”

As soon as he said this, he immediately burst into laughter, and dozens of loud voices came at the same time: "Makes sense!" "What a fucking shit for you!"

Nazi Wei's face turned blue because of Luo Xiaoyi's words, his lips trembled, and he shouted repeatedly: "You, you, you," Luo Xiaoyi rolled his eyes at him, and said loudly: "Brother Zi, you dare to insult the Holy Monarch with crooked poems in broad daylight, do you still have a reason?" ”

The boy rolled his eyes, shook his body, and was about to faint. Luo Xiaoyi saw him in this situation, and his heart was happy: Zhuge Liang in the Three Kingdoms scolded that one who vomited blood and died, we are not bad, but he actually scolded this show and was about to faint. Hurry up, faint, if you faint, we will have the capital to brag in the future.

He waited with great anticrisy here for Ziwei to faint, and after knowing that Ziwei's body shook a few times, he didn't go down. However, a few fox friends around him saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly helped him run out of the restaurant in embarrassment.

A few talents rushed out of the restaurant, and the lobby immediately heard the sound of cheers one after another:

"I just can't get used to these sour dices, little white-faced little two, you play this hand well!" At the same time of praise, an iron palm slapped heavily, Luo Xiaoyi was slapped and shook a few times, and his red face was white.

"Good boy, eloquence is quite good." We love to hear this sentence, and Luo Xiaoyi's face turned ruddy and luster.

"Boy, that's a good point, work harder, and make our Qianli Xiang a little popular." Hearing this, Luo Xiaoyi's face turned purple, and at the same time, his back was straightened, looking at his appearance, there was no need to title the gold list in the future, just at this moment, he had already reached the realm of immortals.

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