"It turned out to be Young Master Zhuo Ze, who was disrespectful. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info, "No matter what, let's talk about politeness first, Zhuo Wen hurriedly pulled the two friends next to him who didn't know the truth to give Zhuo Ze a fist salute.

"Please sit..."Zhuo Ze said, his hands were still swimming on the beauties on the left and right, and his eyes didn't look at Zhuo Wen and the others, as if talking was just a matter of incident, looking very casual.

Zhuo Wen didn't care, but the key thing was that when you said this, can you see if there are any chairs around? The three of you occupy the only three chairs, does this "please sit" tell the three of us to sit on the floor or on the table?

"Thank you, young master, for saving your life. Looking at Zhuo Ze, who was a little drunk and hazy, Zhuo Wen felt that the atmosphere was a little weird, and coughed lightly, already meaning to retreat.

"You're welcome, I just drove them away because I didn't like the noise that ruined the atmosphere, and it wasn't to save you. Glancing at the medals on the chests of Zhuo Wen and the others, Zhuo Ze smiled, and his arc was extremely proud: "I remember that when I first saw the three of you, you were still painting children, but I didn't expect that when I saw you today, you were already painters, not bad..."

Zhuo Wen raised his eyebrows, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and hurriedly clenched his fists and said, "I don't know if the young master called me to wait, what do you command?"

"I didn't have an order, but in recent days, I have a general interest, and I want to make friends with a few elegant fellow Chinese people to drink and talk to kill loneliness, and I just listened to your words, and I knew that your Excellency is rich, so I started to make friends, hehe..."

If he just listened to Zhuo Ze's words, Zhuo Wen would definitely think that this was an elegant and noble scholar, but as soon as he saw his unscrupulous and skillful movements of the woman, he immediately felt that this person was terriblely dirty, and he really deserved to be the most notorious and stubborn child in Zhuo Mansion, even the tricks were such an old driver, uh, no, he should be called an old coachman in this world!

"I don't dare to be, being able to enter the eyes of the young master is also my great luck Zhuo Wen. Zhuo Wen was busy patting his ass, and he didn't dare to slack off at all, who knows if this guy would suddenly get nervous and kill the three of them, so he could only deal with it with a good voice.

"It's boring to chat, how can such a beautiful scenery be wasted, if Brother Wen doesn't dislike it, how about I come to chant poetry later?" Zhuo Ze at this time, he could be regarded as having a little serious look, and under the signal of his eyes, the girl next to him who had been played with crimson stepped back slightly, and the three of them kept a normal person sitting in order.

"This..."Hearing Zhuo Ze's words, Zhuo Wen suddenly frowned, confronting this kind of quirky young master?

Although Zhuo Wen appreciated a lot of poems in his previous life, he didn't know how to be original!

However, intuition told Zhuo Wen that if he refused, something bad would definitely happen, and under the weighing of the benefits and disadvantages, Zhuo Wen could only bite the bullet: "Wonderful, such an atmosphere, be a poet!"

Zhuo Ze smiled and said, "Good!"

Zhuo Wen nodded: "Please." ”

"Let me come up with an elegant topic, brewing a little moment..."Zhuo Ze stood up, opened the landscape thank you painting fan in his hand with a snap, and waved it on his chest, as if he was thinking about something.

Zhuo Wen became more and more nervous, his fists clenched, and his heart had already turned over countless classic poems from his previous life, ready to deal with it in time.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, isn't the classical Chinese in the textbook already all-encompassing? Zhuo Wen couldn't help but suddenly think! Yes, where do I need to be original, I just plagiarize the famous poems and texts of my previous life!?

For the wind and snow, I have Zhang Dai's "Watching the Snow in the Lake Pavilion" at the end of the Ming Dynasty.

For Zhulan Meiju, I have Tao Yanming's "Peach Blossom Spring" of the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

For the moonlight on the lotus pond, I have "Ai Lian Said" by Zhou Dunyi of the Northern Song Dynasty.

For brothers, I have Cao Zhi's "Seven Steps Poem" of the Three Kingdoms.

For chicken soup for the soul, I have Liu Yuxi's "Burrow Ming" in the Tang Dynasty.

For the principle of being a human being, I have implemented the holy book "Analects" of China for 5,000 years!

If you are forced to say sorrow to me, hey, Lao Tzu has the Southern Song Dynasty Xin Qiji's "Ugly Slave Shubo Mountain Road Middle Wall", a sentence "For the new words to say sorrow, but the weather is cool and autumn." "Three hundred and sixty degrees will kill you in seconds.

After nine years of voluntary transformation, I know the essence and egg to deconstruct the ingredients of fritters, which can be said to be full of economic wealth, why am I afraid of it? I am not false at all! No, it is not false at all!

Thank you, great Chinese textbook! It is you who have given me the confidence and courage to live!

Come, Zhuo Ze, and use your tricks, and I will show you what modern wisdom is.

"Brother Zhuo's emotions are so high, I'm afraid he has already made up his mind!" Seeing that Zhuo Wen's eyes next to him had already burst into a hot fire, Wu Shan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he was infected by the atmosphere, and suddenly felt that the pressure was reduced!

"Hmph...... I seem to see the scene of the imminent opening of the gorgeous prologue..."Baili Annihilation smiled, his eyes as sharp as an eagle seemed to reveal the light of a wise man.

At this time, Zhuo Wen's confidence doubled, and just when he was ready to accept Zhuo Ze's challenge, he never expected that Zhuo Ze suddenly walked behind a girl next to him at this time, and couldn't help but say, leaned out with one hand, and became presumptuous in the flower room, so ashamed that the girl's cheeks turned red and bluntly hated. But he smiled very openly, heartless: "I'll take local materials and take milk as the theme." ”

"Poof!" This is a heartfelt voice, yes, when he heard the so-called topic of Zhuo Ze, Zhuo Wen had already spit out a mouthful of old blood in his heart, Nima, this is what you call the topic of elegance!? What about the good wind flowers, snow moon, bamboo orchids, plum chrysanthemums, lotus ponds, moonlight, good artistic conception, what about good festivals, can it be a little more vulgar?

"You are a guest, I am the Lord, then I will start. Zhuo Ze still had a smile on his face, and said shamelessly while rubbing it: "A pair of bright moons are attached to the chest, the forbidden grapes are jasper round, and the golden stems are hanging with a few dewdrops under the crispy window. ”

Not to mention, although this kid's poem is extremely vulgar, but it is extremely rhyming, this poem uses the bright moon to metaphorize the abundance and roundness of women's breasts, which is very expressive and appropriate. And in terms of battles, especially the bright moon against grapes, and the golden stem with no hands, it looks very smart and has a strong sense of picture!

As soon as Zhuo Ze's poem came out, the light around his body suddenly soared, and it turned out to be the light of painting!

"Painting is only four feet, the light of copying!" "Hundred miles of extinguishing the sky was suddenly dumbfounded: "Legend poetry and painting have the same origin, if you can make a good poem with a strong sense of picture and artistic conception, you can also attract the infusion of painting, I didn't expect it to be true!"

"Damn! Is this okay?" Zhuo Wen was immediately thundered with goosebumps, and he really deserved to be a frequent visitor to the Qinglou, and even made Huang poems so professionally!

"Come on, Brother Zhuo!" Seeing that Zhuo Wen was silent for a while, Wu Shan couldn't help but cheer up. And hearing his words, Zhuo Wen suddenly sweated profusely, come on a hammer, Lao Tzu is a serious person, okay, how can I write this kind of poem!

The careful Baili Annihilation saw Zhuo Wen's predicament, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Speaking of grapes... I'm also inspired by this, can I write a poem instead?"

When Zhuo Wen heard this, he was taken aback, I'm Cao, Brother Baili, you are really good, you can do this?

"Good! I never thought that Your Excellency was also an elegant person, please!" Zhuo Ze smiled, not minding.

But seeing that Baili Annihilation glanced at the turbulent waves of Xiao Yu'er next to him, he paused, and then said loudly: "The powder is fragrant and sweaty, and the spring teases and melts the white phoenix paste;

As soon as the poem came out, the girl next to her blushed and shy, and the painting around the body rose sharply, and there was even a three-foot light! Even he himself was slightly surprised! If he could keep this level, it is estimated that he would be able to directly advance from the first level of copying to the second level of copying after chanting more than a dozen songs. Suddenly, he seemed to know why Zhuo Ze was called the first day of the Zhuo family, nonsense, he went to a brothel every day to make yellow poems, and over time, his level must have soared!

"Wow, Brother Baili, you are so powerful!" Wu Shan suddenly looked envious, as if he wanted to make a poem himself.

Looking at the achievements of destroying the sky for a hundred miles, Zhuo Ze's eyes suddenly lit up, and he praised: "Not bad, I actually described a woman's breasts as a snowy and crispy white phoenix cream, which is very appropriate, fresh and realistic, and it really makes people's hearts shake!"

These two are prostitutes... Zhuo Wen was speechless for a moment, even the explanation was so vulgar!

"Haha, good! Go on!" Zhuo Ze laughed, walked to the side of another beautiful girl, stretched out his hand to show his true colors as a hero, attracting a fan fist to serve, and he looked happy.

Seeing this, Zhuo Wen suddenly felt like a thunderbolt, I damn it, continue, you are so vulgar, don't you think it's shameful enough!? If you blind the reader's eyes, can you afford to pay for it!?

"There is!" Zhuo Ze suddenly smiled, looked at Zhuo Wen and said: "Rong Su is a good age, Shao Hua, Chun'an Shuangfeng Jade has buds." The painting sill is horizontally flattened and halved, and the sandalwood groove is hugged on one side. The fragrance floats and softens the early cold dew, the powder droplets are round and unbroken melons, and the heart should be heated inside, and Mo teaches a clear single yarn. ”

The poem fell, the painting talent soared, and the light this time was even higher than just now!

It's no wonder, because this poem describes a cultivation process! Especially the sentence "Shao Hua is a good age to melt the crisp, and the spring and double peaks have jade buds", which vividly describes the girl's breasts just beginning to grow, and her breasts are still a little flat, just like the jade buds that grow, which is very vivid!

A huge thunder struck down in his heart, scorching Zhuo Wenlei's inside and out, this Nima really brought the little yellow poem into full play!

Zhuo Ze said, licked his tongue, and looked at Zhuo Wen with a deep meaning: "Brother Wen, come on, let me see how your writing is?"

Look at your sister! I'm a serious person, okay! In other words, are you also a noble painter? As a painter, you don't fight pictures but chant yellow poems? Zhuo Wen suddenly looked at Wu Shan, but saw that he was fascinated, Zhuo Wen thought to himself, it's over, this guy has also been brainwashed......