Hearing the words of these women, the arrogance on Liu Wenmo's face was even worse, not only in the one place of Wayan City, with Liu Wenmo's appearance and study, even in some poor rural places or counties, he could provoke a large group of ladies to secretly wish for love.

Liu Wenmo didn't say much, after putting away the folding fan, he sat on the wool cushion, then glanced at the table on the other side, and smiled faintly, "Since today is the last day of the book club, let's start directly, the theme of our fight today is poetry, and everyone present can come up and fight with Liu for two songs."

Hearing this, there was another commotion among the people below. Maybe they know Liu Wenmo's strength, these people don't dare to go on stage to fight poetry easily, but there are so many people here, basically all of them are literati, and there are always a few good documents who dare to go up.

It was also Yi Junjie who walked up, held the folding fan and saluted Liu Wenmo, and said lightly, "Brother Liu, I also wrote a poem recently, I don't know if I can ask Brother Liu for advice?"

"Of course, since it's a book club, then everyone present can come on stage!" Liu Wenmo said with a light smile.

Fang Yu sat at the table next to him.

"Please!" Liu Wenmo said very politely.

Fang Yu nodded, pondered for a while, glanced around the stage, and said unhurriedly, "The source realm is wide, and there are no odd or many documents;

"Good Poetry ......"

As soon as Fang Yu finished reading, some literati in the audience began to praise.

"It's indeed a good poem, Brother Fang is so talented!" Liu Wenmo smiled indifferently, praising on his lips, but his eyes were full of disdain.

"Let Brother Liu smile!" Fang Yu smiled bitterly.

"Since this is the case, then it is the turn of the next ugly" Liu Wenmo's eyes stared.

Everyone in the audience couldn't wait, and when they heard that Liu Wenmo was going to compose a poem, they raised their eyes and listened.

"A life of leisure is open, and no one is like it after suffering;

"What a poem!"

As soon as Liu Wenmo finished reading it, even the old man couldn't help but praise.

Bang Bang Bang ......

The audience burst into applause again.

The old man continued, "He is worthy of being a genius of the Jundi Academy, a poem is simple but subtle to describe the ordinary life of ordinary people, and the old man also admires it!"

"It's worthy of Brother Liu!Fang admires!" Fang Yu nodded, and then could only walk off the stage.

"I don't know if anyone dares to come on stage and say a few words?"

As soon as he came, he shocked the audience, and Liu Wenmo became even more arrogant, raising his head and scanning the audience, completely ignoring other literati.

waited for a while, but no one dared to come on stage to fight with Liu Wenmo, which was a bit disappointing.

However, this can also see Liu Wenmo's strength, it is just a poem, and many literati who were about to go on stage to show two sentences were shocked by him and did not dare to go on stage.

There are so many people here, who can guarantee that poetry can be stronger than Liu Wenmo, and fighting poetry with Liu Wenmo, the first talent, is not asking for hardship.

"Handsome and powerful! I like it so much," Zhang Ru's eyes lit up.

Yuan Yuanxiang also looked at Liu Wenmo like a nymphomaniac, and replied gently, "That's right, let's not talk about handsomeness, he is still so educated, compared to my junior brother with wooden lumps, forget it, don't mention him......"

Hiss!

Hearing Yuan Yuanxiang's words, Kong Qing's face changed greatly, and the corners of his mouth twitched like crazy, although Yuan Yuanxiang's words were a joke, but Kong Qing didn't take this sentence as a joke.

In addition to being handsome, can this Liu Wenmo be compared with Kong Qing?

Seeing that Yuan Yuanxiang had been hooked by Liu Wenmo at the moment, the angry Kong Qing gritted his teeth, and the creaking sound of his teeth could be heard in his mouth. The fists were clenched so hard that the toes were about to break the soles of their shoes.

"Grandma's...... Just a few broken poems actually hooked my senior sister's soul away!"

At this moment, Liu Wenmo also found that no one seemed to dare to come up and fight with him, and after standing up, he opened the folding fan and chuckled, "Since this is the case, Liu also has other important things, so I won't stay long."

Hiss!

I didn't expect this Liu Wenmo to be so arrogant, this sentence is simply looking down on the book club held by Wayancheng Academy, but he does have arrogant capital.

Hearing that Liu Wenmo was leaving, some nymphomaniac women showed reluctant eyes, but they couldn't keep it, Liu Wenmo was a talented man in the county, and he really didn't have any interest in the city-level book club.

Just as Liu Wenmo was about to raise his steps, Kong Qing in the corner suddenly got up and said loudly, "Wait a minute!"

Hiss!

Kong Qing's voice resounded throughout the hall, and this sentence also pulled everyone's eyes over.

"Senior brother...... What is he doing......" Yuan Yuanxiang looked dazed, completely unaware of what Kong Qing meant by stopping Liu Wenmo at this time.

"I don't know what else this brother has to teach?" Liu Wenmo smiled faintly, seeing Kong Qing's indifferent face and a bit of anger hidden in it that was not easy to find, he couldn't help but continue, "This is a book club, not your martial artists' fights, kills, and kills......

"Hahaha...... This dude ......"

"This is a book club, and it has nothing to do with martial artists."

"That's right, don't delay Liu Gongzi's time"

Some literati also knew that Kong Qing was a martial artist, and immediately laughed.

Seeing Kong Qing making a fool of herself, Yuan Yuanxiang looked left and right, her face changed, and she immediately ran to Kong Qing and said coldly, "Senior brother, what are you doing, don't embarrass me!"

In fact, Yuan Yuanxiang still cares about Kong Qing's face very much, at this time, if Kong Qing is ugly, Yuan Yuanxiang will definitely not be in a good mood.

Kong Qing smiled coldly, immediately pushed Yuan Yuanxiang, looked up at Liu Wenmo, and smiled disdainfully, "A few broken poems, dare to be called a genius, and I am not afraid of becoming a laughing stock of others!"

Hiss!

The audience was instantly silent, even Liu Wenmo himself, his face was even colder, he didn't expect this Kong Qing to be so open-mouthed.

"Senior brother, are you crazy!" Yuan Yuanxiang whispered eagerly with angry eyes.

"You say I'm a joke?" Liu Wenmo didn't laugh angrily, ignoring the gazes of these people in the hall, "Since Brother Ren thinks Liu's poems are very poor, then I don't know if Brother Ren can write poems?"

"That's right, you laugh at Liu Gongzi's paperwork, but you make two sentences!"

"What kind of excitement will a martial artist make when he runs a book?"

"Composing poems in front of Liu Gongzi, isn't this an axe for the class......"

Hearing the words of these melon-eating people, Kong Qing was very relieved, ignoring the anxious Yuan Yuanxiang on the side, Kong Qing directly picked up a folding fan on the wooden frame next to him, straightened his waist in front of everyone, and walked onto the high platform in this way.

"Well, he doesn't really want to write poetry, does he?"

"I really don't know what kind of poems a warrior can compose, let's watch his jokes......"

In addition to these melon-eating people, only Yuan Yuanxiang began to think deeply.

"Could it be that my junior brother really knows how to compose poetry?"

Even Zhang Ru was at a loss, looked at Yuan Yuanxiang, and then looked at Kong Qing, who was very confident in the stands, I really didn't believe that Kong Qing could also compose poems, but Zhang Ru could also see that Kong Qing was not a person who liked to brag, if he really didn't have the ability, Kong Qing would run up stupidly to make him laugh?

Seeing Kong Qing sitting on the hair cushion, the chill in Liu Wenmo's eyes was fleeting, and he immediately knew that this Kong Qing was just a martial artist, and he was the number one talent in the county, even if Kong Qing could compose poetry, could he not be as talented as Kong Qing, a half-hung literati?

Thinking of this, Liu Wenmo could only think that Kong Qing was just grandstanding and wanted to attract the attention of so many people, and his face was even more proud, and he also sat back on the hair cushion.

From the sneering and joking eyes of the audience, Kong Qing sank his eyes and said indifferently.

"In Xia Kong Qing, although he is a martial artist, Kong also has some opinions on poetry, originally Kong did not intend to show his head, but just now I saw this Liu Gongzi with a few broken poems, he is known as a genius, it is simply insulting our literati, Kong really can't stand it, so Kong will also give you a song first"

"Senior brother...... He ...... "Yuan Yuanxiang pursed her lips, in addition to the blankness in her eyes, there was also worry, as a woman, at some point, she actually cared more about a man's face.

If Kong Qing was arrogant this time and left a joke for people, how could Kong Qing and Yuan Yuanxiang dare to walk in Changming City in the future.

Liu Wenmo on the stage had a frank face, although Kong Qing satirized his poems again and again, but he didn't believe that Kong Qing could also write poems, this is a book club, since he boasted about Haikou, then there is no chance to fill the number indiscriminately!

Thinking of this, Liu Wenmo glanced at Kong Qing with disdain, not worried about what good poems Kong Qing would make.

Cough!

Kong Qing just coughed lightly, and then read it unhurriedly.

"At noon on hoeing day, sweat drops into the soil. Who knows that Chinese food is hard work!"

Hiss!

When Kong Qing finished reading, the eyes of the audience changed.

Even the old man on the other side, who was very tired of Kong Qing, had to redefine Kong Qing.

Not to mention Yuan Yuanxiang, I didn't know that Kong Qing still had this skill!

Seeing that the audience was quiet, Kong Qing frowned slightly, in fact, Kong Qing didn't have much bottom in his heart, after all, Kong Qing didn't know if the cultural understanding of this world was similar to the original world.

However, Haikou has already boasted, and Kong Qing will naturally complete it.

One got up, opened his hands, his face was full of awe, and said loudly, "Ah, Uncle Farmer, every grain is your sweat, how can we not cherish the fruits of your labor......

Speaking of this, Kong Qing's eyelids jumped, and the people in the audience were still indifferent, just as Kong Qing was about to continue speaking.

I heard a burst of applause from the side of the stage.

Bang Bang Bang ......

It turned out to be the dean of the Academy of Literature, and the old man was still disdainful and disgusted before, but at this moment, he was completely worshiped by Kong Qing's documents.

The old man couldn't help sighing, his face was full of solemnity, and he said in a deep voice, "This poem! God, I hope that Gongzi Kong can record this poem in my literary academy, and then I will report this poem to the county academy!"

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

"I didn't expect Gongzi Kong to be so talented in clerical aspects!"

"Kong Gongzi is really both civil and military......"

"Although I don't know where the artistic conception of Kong Gongzi's poem comes from, I still think Kong Gongzi is very good!"

At this moment, even Yuan Yuanxiang showed a smile of relief, and sure enough, she still underestimated Kong Qing, it turned out that Kong Qinghal could compose poetry, although Yuan Yuanxiang didn't understand the poems, but looking at the expressions of these people, it was obviously because Kong Qing's poems had a very high artistic conception.

"Ha ......" Kong Qing breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and secretly praised in his heart, "The poems of the source realm are also dare to compare with my Huaxia culture, and today will open your eyes!"

But just when Kong Qing was about to answer the old man euphemistically, Liu Wenmo on the side couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately got up and said in a deep voice, "Poetry is good poetry, but Liu also has other poems!"

...... To be continued