According to the general third-rate script, if nothing else, the younger brother of the waste should be the protagonist of the legend.

As for the genius brother who was just a stepping stone to the waste brother......

"Then next, it should be the elder brother who made a mockery, and then the younger brother looked resolute and slapped his face beyond everyone's expectations?"

Wang Zheng sipped the spirits while making up the plot that should happen in Ruyifang in his heart.

Sure enough, as soon as Gao Wen's words fell, countless mocking voices sounded around him.

"I said Young Master Gao Yun, don't you really have any poems to dedicate to Miss Ze'er?"

"If you don't have a talent for literature and Taoism, go and be a martial artist. City Lord Gao didn't expect you to inherit his mantle of Wendao. ”

"There is a very famous philosopher in my western continent who said that genius is ninety-nine percent hard work, plus one percent talent.

But that 1 percent of talent is more important than 99 percent of hard work.

Mr. Gao, whether it is in the Eastern Continent or the Western Continent, the habit of being strong will only make you ask for hardship. ”

"Hmph! This Gao Yun looks a little similar to Gao Gongzi, but unfortunately this talent is really one in the sky and the other on the ground. ”

"That's it~ if you want me to say, specialize in martial arts as soon as possible, and be the right-hand man of our Gao Gongzi. ”

In the almost one-sided ridicule, Gao Wen's expression became even more cold and arrogant, and under the stars and moons, he seemed to be the pride of the sky in this Xiling City.

On the other hand, Gao Yun, Xu was because of the wine, and his handsome face was already flushed, but on the contrary, he just didn't have the confidence to burst out.

The affairs of his own family are clear to his family, his father is a third-order powerhouse of Wendao, and he is also regarded as the number one person among the masters of Wendao in the entire Great Chu Kingdom.

It's just that I was born without a literary heart, and I can't induce the literary spirit into the body through comprehension or creation like ordinary people.

Over time, Gao Yun even doubted whether he was suitable for Wendao, and even began to abandon Wendao's knowledge......

Therefore, for those cynicisms, Gao Yun certainly wanted to slap his face with his strength, but he knew that he couldn't do it.

Seeing this, how could Gao Wen not know Gao Yun's embarrassing state? I saw a look of mockery on Gao Wen's face:

"Gao Yun, if there are no good works, don't come to Ruyifang to be embarrassed. Back to the City Lord's Mansion, whether you continue to study or practice martial arts, in short, don't embarrass my Gao family. ”

"You ...... Enough of you!"

Hearing that Gawain was mercilessly belittling himself in full view, Gao Yun, who had been patient for a long time, finally broke out under the influence of alcohol.

Suddenly, Gao Yun roared with a hideous face.

"Yo, are you still angry?" Seeing Gao Yun's demeanor, Gao Wen raised his eyebrows, without any panicked look on his face.

In fact, he was born with a literary heart, and he almost has the absolute advantage of a cultivator over a martial artist against a fool who is obviously not suitable for reading in his brain and body, and who is still stubborn and devotes himself to literature and Taoism in order to make his father value it!

In addition, Gao Wen himself is the eldest son of the Gao family, and he is better than the waste born by this maid, no matter how you think about it, it should be taken for granted.

Therefore, Gao Wen's anger at Gao Yun seems to be fearless. Even, he liked this kind of appearance that under absolute strength, Gao Yun could only roar angrily.

It's just that he didn't notice that when he showed his superiority in front of Gao Yun, Miss Ze'er and Wang Zheng both frowned.

"Whether it's a third-rate script or not, it's a bit too much. ”

Wang Zheng frowned, and commented in his heart.

But he didn't plan to meddle, because he didn't know what the story was between the two brothers.

Sometimes, what the eye sees may not be true. Just like when Li Xiaoyao first met Lin Yueru, when he saw Lin Yueru whipping others, he subconsciously thought that Lin Yueru was a villain.

But in fact? There's something else going on in there.

Therefore, even if he is a little unaccustomed to Gao Wen's lofty posture, Wang Zheng is still a cold bystander in front of an audience.

"Don't think that you are the only one who can write poems and lyrics! Don't tout because of these people, you are a genius of literature and Taoism!

At least, I know someone who is many times more talented than you! And that person is not like you at all!"

In the eyes of everyone, Gao Yun, who had an angry face, staggered to his feet, stretched out an arm, and pointed at Gawain, and also at those who were shrouded in Gawain's side.

Obviously, Gao Yun broke out under the targeting of such a common enemy, under the influence of alcohol, and under the accumulation of resentment!

Looking at Gao Yun's sworn look, Gao Wen was certainly displeased in his heart, but he also frowned slightly.

He didn't know whether Gao Yun really knew the master or falsely knew the master, if it was true, he couldn't offend a master for the sake of a waste......

"Hahaha, the cowhide is going to be blown up! If you know it, just by virtue of your waste qualifications? Who can you know?"

"That is, if I hadn't been born in the city lord's family, with this talent, it is estimated that I would not be as good as Liu Laosan!"

Before Gao Wen could think deeply, the people who were shrouded in Gao Wen's side began to talk nonsense.

And after they reminded him like this, Gao Wen's frowning brows immediately relaxed.

Yes, just with his high luck, not to mention Wen Dao, how many geniuses of other cultivation systems can he know?

As a genius of literature and Taoism who is famous in Xiling City, even if he doesn't know a few geniuses, he has more or less heard of them, and his teacher naturally knows a lot.

Presumably, this Gao Yun was just scared by himself and jumped off the wall in a hurry, so he pulled out such a virtual master.

Thinking of this, Gawain's face once again pulled an inexplicable smile:

"Oh, there are still such characters in Xiling City, so I don't know what works he has?"

After saying this, Gao Wen, who had already decided that Gao Yun was pulling the tiger skin to make a big banner, showed a successful smile in his eyes.

Pretend, I'll let you pretend, and then I'll see how you get off the stage!

In the face of Gao Wen's step-by-step approach, Gao Yun's face obviously showed a hesitant look. Because, although I have read that person's poems, to be honest, I don't know that person.

Seeing the hesitation on Gao Yun's face, many people even coaxed and urged.

"Second son, you said. ”

"That's it, I want to see what kind of master the sophomore son knows!"

"Haha, make it up, you continue to make it up!"

Glancing around, looking at the doubts and ridicules without exception, in the end, the hesitation on Gao Yun's face turned into determination.

His gaze swept over Gao Wen, and then Gao Yun looked directly at the Ze'er girl who was covering her face with a light veil, and then began to chant in a clear voice:

"Leaning on the dangerous building, the wind is fine. Looking forward to the extreme spring sorrow, gloomy sky. In the afterglow of grass-colored smoke. Speechless, who will rely on will.

I plan to get drunk with a crazy picture. When it comes to wine, strong music is still tasteless. The belt gradually widened, and I never regretted it. For the sake of Iraq, the people are haggard. ”

After a song of butterflies and flowers, the entire Ruyi Fang instantly became silent.

Of course, ordinary people don't understand the ways of the monks, but they can't stand their normal aesthetics.

This butterfly love flower is very beautiful in their ears.

Even, when listening to Gao Yun's chanting, many people's minds invariably appeared a melancholy young man, who was smiling bitterly at the wine under the sunset.

The melancholy young man was emaciated, and the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, but there was a hint of perseverance.

Looking at the sunset in the west, the young man finally smiled.

The belt gradually widened and did not regret it......

As long as you have a clear conscience, as long as you die without regret, what is all the suffering?

It's not just those who were not optimistic about Gao Yun a moment ago, and even mocked Gao Yun mercilessly.

The same goes for others.

Miss Ze'er's beautiful eyes widened instantly, as if she saw a young man who had no regrets about himself making a serious confession.

The singers and maids of Ruyifang also mostly covered their mouths, and their beautiful eyes were full of shock and intoxication.

They didn't expect that time would have a man as persistent as the man written in the butterfly love flower.

Vaguely, the one in front of him smelled of wine, but his eyes were determined and lucky, and they seemed to have gradually coincided with the figure in the poem.

Gao Wen, as one of the parties involved, was even more shocked, with his knowledge, he could naturally see that this poem could be passed down to the world!

Not to mention the lofty intentions, the literary talent is also extraordinary!

Could it be that Gao Yun really knows such a master? But how could he never have heard of such a master? Could it be that he is a senior in the royal forest on the other side of the imperial city.

If that's the case......

Thinking of this, Gao Wen's pupils suddenly shrank slightly.

Not far away, Wang Zheng, who was sipping a little wine, almost threw the wine glass in his hand in fright after hearing the butterfly love flower:

"What's the situation?!Is there a talented man in this world?! That talented man Liu Yongliu who doesn't give money when he enters and leaves the Qinglou, and even gets money after sleeping?!, then I'm not guilty of plagiarism?