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A white light flew out of Leng Qian's body, it turned out to be a piece of paper, which was good in the wind, turned into a jade-colored boulder, and pressed towards Yang Can. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

On this boulder, there is a mysterious aura flowing, and it is actually a rare treasure.

Leng Qian's face had a cruel smile, thinking that it was difficult for Yang Can to dodge this.

With a wave of his hand, Yang Can stopped the jade-colored boulder, and let it keep struggling, but it couldn't take a step forward.

Leng Qian was stunned, this is Hanlin Wenbao, even if his strength is limited and he can't exert his full power, his combat effectiveness should not be underestimated.

Syllable!

Yang Can slapped his big hand, and saw Wenbao turn into a piece of paper again, with ink written on it.

"Well, nice stuff. Yang Can took this piece of Wenbao paper in his arms, and it was impossible not to send it to the door.

For the sake of this Wenbao paper, Yang Can was not too concerned, and as soon as he raised his hand, Leng Qian flew all the way.

Bang!

Leng Qian fell in front of Ye Bai, looking as embarrassed as he was.

There was silence all around, seeing Yang Can so fierce, these people instead had a kind of sincere fear, and they didn't dare to speak sarcastically.

"You are so lawless and disrespectful and beating your classmates. Ye Bai was only trembling with anger.

Yang Can blinked, stepped forward, kicked Leng Qian fiercely, and then said with a smile: "Thank you for reminding me." ”

Leng Qian just wanted to stand up, but he was kicked by these two kicks, almost vomiting blood, and his face was quite ugly.

"Yang Can, if you do this, you will definitely be punished by the Academy of Literature. The little fat man stammered.

"Hehe, I'm afraid that when the time comes, Elder Shen Qingfeng won't be able to protect you. Someone else whispered in tow.

Yang Can's robe sleeves flicked, led by the little fat man, seven or eight people, flew out together, and suddenly a cry of pain sounded.

"Yang Can, don't force me to do it. Ye Bai snorted coldly, his face was indescribably gloomy.

Yang Can sneered: "I just want to force you to do it, how are you going?"

Ye Bai's face turned blue, gloomy as if dripping water, he didn't dare to make a mistake after all, and walked away.

Liang Yong said with a panicked expression: "Yang Can, you are in trouble." ”

Yang Can said: "Don't be afraid, it's not that serious." ”

Seeing Yang Can turn around and leave, a group of people were dumbfounded, they didn't expect such a thing to happen.

For several days, it was quiet, and this matter, like a pebble, fell into the calm water, and did not stir up too many ripples.

Yang Can expected that Ye Bai would not be afraid that he would lose face, so he did not report this matter to the senior management of the Academy of Literature.

It's just this matter, I'm afraid it won't be so good, Ye Bai and the others must still have conspiracies, but Yang Can is not afraid.

On this day, Yang Can was reading under the ancient pine, which was a wooden chair, except for the pine waves, there was no other noise, which was extremely close to nature.

Liang Yong came, and in his hand, he also held a big red invitation card and handed it to Yang Can with a smile.

Yang Can opened it and saw that it was written: "New Year's Poetry Party, Yang Can is sincerely invited to participate." ”

"Is this true or fake?" Yang Can was very strange.

Liang Yong said: "Ye Bai personally asked me to send it, I'm afraid it's true?"

Thinking of Ye Bai's gloomy face at that time, Liang Yong's heart felt an indescribable joy.

"It's a twist and turn. Yang Can held the red invitation, and there was a feeling of ridicule.

The New Year's poetry party began.

The entire Academy of Literature and Literature walked towards the square, which was extremely wide enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people.

This is an annual event of the Academy of Letters, which is rarely open to the outside world to show the demeanor of scribes.

Yang Can took Yang Hu and Xiaohong and others into the Academy of Literature together, and Xiaohong's arms were still holding the little fox.

Ying Ruyu walked over, she was wearing a white scribe's dress, and her face was like a crown of jade, quite spotless.

Xiaohong and the others were quite happy when they saw Ying Ruyu, and they had been very familiar with each other for a long time.

Ying Ruyu smiled: "Young Master Yang, how is it, are you sure to win the first place?"

Yang Can shook his head: "I came this time, mainly to see the romance of celebrities and scholars, with an attitude of learning. ”

Ying Ruyu pursed her lips, she knew best in her heart how terrifying Yang Can's poetry level was.

When Liang Yong saw Yang Can, he looked at it carefully, let out a sigh of tsk, and showed a look of envy.

"Liang Tianshi, I don't know what you found?" Ye Chen said teasingly, he was introverted and always low-key.

"Amazing, amazing. Yang Can, I see that you have the appearance of the first name. Work hard and don't live up to my expectations. Liang Yong's expression was extremely exaggerated.

A group of scribes passing by, many of them snorted slightly, obviously laughing at Yang Can and a group of people who were arrogant, not knowing how deep the water of the Academy of Letters was.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, don't make people laugh. Yang Can shook his head, he didn't have a single word, so naturally he didn't have the capital to show off.

Ying Ruyu led a group of people to the front row, where Yang Can saw Cong Buyu, who had not met for a long time.

Cong Buyu went to Kyoto since he said goodbye to Qianshan Mansion, and until this moment, he reappeared.

Yang Can watched Cong Buyu carefully, and found that he still couldn't see his strength clearly, and couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

In any case, being able to find a place in the front row, and there are seats, this shows that Cong Buyu's ability is very unusual.

For this poetry meeting, the Academy of Literature has made careful preparations, and it has been busy these days, and sure enough, the scene is quite grand.

Ye Linshi, the dean of the Academy of Literature, was very calm, with a faint smile on his face, which was particularly outstanding among a group of people.

Except for Ye Linshi, the elders of the Academy of Literature, all of whom seem to have extraordinary bearings, are all old men.

Elder Shen Qingfeng was among them, and he glanced at Yang Can with a gentle smile on his face.

The big people in Jiangzhou City almost all participated, and they sat in the VIP seats, all of them were magnificent, exuding a powerful momentum.

Among them, Chen Tianhao, the city lord of Jiangzhou City, and Mu Gang, the dean of the Martial Academy, are the most eye-catching.

In a group of wealthy family heads, Yang Can saw Leng Jing, the head of the Leng family, who was short and had an extremely cold expression.

You know, if it weren't for the significance of this poetry meeting, they wouldn't have been able to participate in their busy schedules.

"The envoy of the Holy Court has arrived. With a loud shout, Ye Linshi and the others stood up together.

Whoosh.

There was one more person in the field, and I saw that he looked a little thin, but he had a different look, and there was faint starlight in his eyes.

On his body, he wore a green shirt with the special logo of the Holy Literature Academy, which was Zheng Zhiwei.

Yang Can had met Zheng Zhiwei once, but he couldn't know what kind of character Zheng Zhiwei was at that time.

Now that they meet again, Yang Can can see his potential temperament, and he really deserves to be a character in the Holy Courtyard.

At that time, Zheng Zhiwei appreciated Yang Can very much, and he didn't know if he had any impressions after such a long time.

"I've seen the envoy. Ye Linshi and the others bowed their heads together and saluted respectfully.

Zheng Zhiwei returned the salute slightly: "Everyone, don't be polite. ”

Ye Linshi invited Zheng Zhiwei to take a seat and briefly introduced him to the distinguished guests sitting on the stage.

"The annual poetry event is about to begin. First of all, let us thank the special envoy of the Holy Academy, which has made this poetry meeting a lot more colorful......" Ye Linshi stepped to the front desk and spread the word of Siye.

The original slight noise disappeared suddenly, and these people all knew that the Academy of Literature was a place where rules were spoken.

The presiding over of this poetry meeting was presided over by Mo Yansheng, an elder of the Academy of Literature, who has a lot of experience, and his participation in some large-scale activities of the Academy of Literature is indispensable.

Beside him, there was another girl, who was his assistant, whose surname was Chang Xiao, and who was eccentric, and who was very pleasing to him.

After Mo Yansheng finished his polite words, he immediately entered the topic: "Next, I invite all poets to play." ”

A group of people walked up the white jade steps and slowly walked up to the stage, about dozens of people, who could be regarded as poets of the Academy of Literature.

Yang Can was mixed in the middle of a group of people and walked up the steps, his expression was quite calm.

The person at the front, full of spirit, shining with confidence from head to toe, with a smile on his face, was constantly waving to the audience.

Obviously, his popularity in the Academy of Literature was very popular, which caused a burst of applause and cheers from the audience.

Yang Can knew that this person was Ye Chen, and he looked similar to Ye Linshi, but he looked arrogant.

There was a row of chairs on it, reserved for these poets, and everyone sat down in turn.

As a result, the problem came out, there were not enough seats, and there were two more people.

"Who didn't get the invitation, please take the initiative to go down. Mo Yansheng's face couldn't help but sink.

I didn't expect that someone would make trouble at the poetry meeting, which is bold enough.

No one moved on the field, only two people remained, standing beside everyone, their faces quite embarrassed.

Mo Yansheng asked for a while, and said angrily: "Yang Can, Lin Shan, what's the matter with the two of you?"

Yang Can was stunned, took out the big red invitation card and said, "I have an invitation here?"

Mo Yansheng took the invitation, glanced at it, and said in a low voice: "But, is this fake?"

The sweat on Yang Can's face came down in an instant, he never expected that there would be such a thing.

This time it's a shame, it's really a big shame, Yang Can's eyes swept towards Ye Bai, and he wanted to kill him.

Ye Bai's expression was full of pride, and he finally succeeded, and he yin Yang Can.

Liang Yong stood under the stage, completely dumbfounded, he didn't expect him to poke the basket again, and the matter was so big.

Leng Qian said with a stunned face: "Yang Can, why are you here? This is not the place you should come, go down quickly, don't make trouble." ”

At this moment, the whole audience heard it, and the faces of the vast majority of people showed extremely contemptuous expressions.

Yang Can stood up, his heart was full of anger, and secretly said that this matter must not be over.

"I made a mistake. Yang Can said lightly, turned around, and walked towards the stage.

"Don't go, Yang Can. Unexpectedly, Lin Shan, who was also named, blocked Yang Can's way.

Looking at Lin Shan's expression, he looked even more arrogant than Ye Chen, and his gaze slowly swept across the audience, and finally fell on Mo Yansheng's body.

"The only thing I don't understand about this poetry meeting is, why don't you let me participate?" Lin Shan's voice was not loud, but the whole audience could hear it clearly.

Everyone on and off the field was stunned. (To be continued.) )