There is no doubt that Song Ziyu's words have created an image of licking blood from a knife edge.

No matter how useful this image is, at least everyone present believes it.

This causes the rhythm of the chat on both sides to seem very out of place.

Fortunately, Yuan Ling'er is indeed a woman who has experienced a lot of battles on various occasions, and she can match the relationship between the two parties, which makes the small salon can continue.

In order to win the right to have a "Spring Supper and One Night" with Miss Yuan Ling'er, Boss Qian and Zhang Gongzi did their best to show their wealth and ability, and wanted to have a "package night" with Yuan Ling'er.

In the whole process, only Song Ziyu seemed tepid.

Song Ziyu was not interested in Yuan Ling'er's appearance at all.

This kind of girl who rides thousands of people and sleeps with thousands of people, Song Ziyu can't like it.

But Song Ziyu also knows that tonight's girl's time must belong to herself, which is also the reason for her own miasma.

Therefore, despite the huge benefits given by Boss Qian and Zhang Gongzi, Song Ziyu still called unhurriedly.

This kind of slow and logical flaunting of wealth is a very boring thing, especially when the status of both parties has reached a certain level, and the shouting price can not scare either side.

At this time, Miss Yuan's purpose of waiting for the price to sell was achieved.

Seeing that today's situation was almost over, Yuan Ling'er looked at the three of them whimsically and said, "I already understand the sincerity of the three sons tonight, but the three of them are so good, it will be difficult for me to choose who to choose as my companion for a while, why don't you do this?" Each of you writes a poem, and if I think whoever has the best literary talent, I will be who tonight."

Hearing this, Zhang Gongzi was embarrassed on the spot: "I will prostitute myself, how can I write any poems, Miss Ling'er, you are embarrassing me."

Yuan Ling'er pursed her lips and smiled, "Although Zhang Gongzi does something, he will not be in the way."

Like an embroidered pillow, Zhang Gongzi's face was full of fine sweat, and he couldn't think of anything useful in his brain.

On the contrary, Chairman Qian, who was pot-bellied on the side, said with a smile: "Since Miss Yuan has Yaxing, then I will be ugly."

Saying that, President Qian muttered, "The girl of the Yuan family is beautiful, and she has good talent and appearance. The voice is as graceful as heaven, and the face is more beautiful than the flowers."

After listening to President Qian's limerick, Yuan Linger smiled and said, "President Qian is a talented person, I didn't expect to be able to export chapters."

Hearing Yuan Ling'er's praise, President Qian smiled extremely happily.

At this time, Yuan Ling'er looked at Song Ziyu, and then said, "This benefactor, what are you doing?"

Zhang Gongzi on the side sneered: "He is a guy with his head on the waistband of his pants, what ink can he have in his stomach? Aren't you kidding?"

Hearing Zhang Gongzi's words, Chairman Qian also smiled heartily.

Song Ziyu ignored this Zhang Gongzi's ridicule, and began to think about it instead.

Since I traveled to this wasteland era, this is the first time I've met someone who has made a poem against him, which is really unusual.

Poetry is the most romantic masterpiece of mankind, and Song Ziyu has no attainments in this matter.

But I've never eaten pork and I've seen pigs run.

As a liberal arts student, Song Ziyu has read not a hundred poems but eighty.

After a little muttering, Song Ziyu blurted out: "The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon." If it weren't for the jade mountains, they would meet under the moon in Yaotai."

Song Ziyu said it casually, it was one of the three Qingping tunes written by the drunken poet fairy for licking the dog back then, and it belonged to the poems of the bad street.

But that was the prevalence of the age of civilization.

In this wasteland era, people walking on the street didn't know the big characters, so Song Ziyu felt that he borrowed it.

I didn't expect the effect to be surprisingly good.

Hearing these four lines of poetry, several people present had their own reactions.

"The clouds want clothes, the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon. If it weren't for the jade mountain, I would meet the moon in Yaotai......

Yuan Ling'er pondered for a moment, and a moving expression appeared on her face.

Obviously, she was calmed by the "fairy energy" in the poem.

Chairman Qian on the side looked heavy and blushing, which was extremely embarrassing.

President Qian is a person who has ink in his stomach, but not much.

This bit of ink can't make President Qian show much literary attainment, but it is enough for him to evaluate the quality of a poem.

Just now, Chairman Qian was still complacent because of his poems, but now he was beaten by Song Ziyu casually in four sentences.

This kind of slap in the face came too quickly and ruthlessly, and President Qian couldn't adapt to it.

As for Zhang Gongzi, he didn't seem to understand what Song Ziyu was saying at all.

"What are you reading this crepe about? What clouds and flowers? Are you fed up?"

Zhang Gongzi snorted coldly and said mockingly.

But at this time, no one caters to it, so it seems that Zhang Gongzi himself is very ***, and he is barking alone.

Finally!

Chairman Qian, who was breathing well, got up, arched his hand towards Song Ziyu and said, "Mr. Dacai, Qian just humiliated himself."

After saying this, Chairman Qian looked at Zhang Gongzi's two hundred and five, and then turned around and left the study.

Yuan Ling'er also stood up at this time, bowed to Zhang Gongzi Yingying, and said, "Zhang Gongzi, there is a lot of inconvenience today, Ling'er can only accompany you next time."

The implication is that Yuan Ling'er is going to send off guests.

No matter how stupid Zhang Dabing was, he reacted at this time, Yuan Ling'er chose someone else tonight.

Zhang Dabing blew up on the spot.

I spent so much money, but in the end, because I couldn't recite poetry, I was taken first, which made Zhang Dabing angry.

There is no such thing as this book in the world.

"Yuan Ling'er, are you fooling me? Believe it or not, I can't open the door and sit on the stage?" Zhang Dabing's appearance as a gentleman was quickly exposed, and he couldn't afford to lose.

"Zhang Gongzi, it's not interesting for you to talk like this." Yuan Ling'er's face couldn't hold back, although she was just a dusty woman, she had always been loved by her benefactors, and shameless guys like Zhang Dabing were still rare.

"Stinky ***, don't be embarrassed! You blackmailed me for so much money, and if you don't accompany me tonight, I will make you unable to stay in Needlestone City." Zhang Dabing broke out directly, and as he spoke, he stretched out his hand to grab Yuan Ling'er.

As a standard gentleman, Zhang Dabing's behavior is completely in line with his identity.

If it is a different occasion and a different time, Zhang Dabing's overlord may be hard to bow down.

But today it is not destined to be.

A slap suddenly appeared and slapped Zhang Dabing's face fiercely, directly breaking Zhang Dabing's teeth and loosening them.

After a slap, Song Ziyu sneered and said, "I said, why are you such a brute? Such a beautiful girl, you actually slandered you, are you still a man? You're a brute!"

As he spoke, Song Ziyu picked up Zhang Dabing and threw it out of the study.

After doing this, Song Ziyu closed the door of the study again, and then looked at Yuan Ling'er.

At this time, the girl's eyes when she looked at Song Ziyu had changed from admiration to admiration.

Such a chic man not only has literary brilliance, but also force, and even responsibility...... The man is like this, what more can the woman ask for?

"Official......" Yuan Ling'er looked at Song Ziyu with affection.

But Song Ziyu coughed very inappropriately.

"Official, you're coughing up blood." Yuan Ling'er was taken aback.

Song Ziyu looked at Yuan Ling'er and smiled bitterly, "Miss Yuan, I'm sorry, I made you laugh."

"What's wrong with you, sir?"

Although Yuan Ling'er showed concern on her face, she was obviously frightened, and instinctively shrank back.

Song Ziyu smiled bitterly and said, "Miss Yuan, you have also seen my situation, I am injured now, I have no choice but to ask to see you, I would like to ask you to introduce Dr. Wang Tiansheng......

At the moment, Song Ziyu told Yuan Ling'er everything about his situation, hoping that Yuan Ling'er would help.

After listening to Song Ziyu's words, Yuan Ling'er thought for a while, and then said to Song Ziyu: "Childe, you really think highly of me, I am just a little prostitute, even if I have been favored by Wang Shengshou, but I don't have more friendships, and it is unrealistic to want me to invite him."

Hearing Yuan Ling'er's words, Song Ziyu showed an uncomfortable expression on her face.

However, Yuan Ling'er then said, "But since Gongzi has a request for me, I am willing to give it a try for you and see if I can ask for the king's holy hand."

Song Ziyu instantly became excited when she heard this: "The girl is really anxious and righteous! Song thank you first."

Yuan Ling'er changed her words and said, "Don't panic and thank me first, this thing is not easy to do, you have to spend money, you have to make a lot of money!"

Song Ziyu smiled: "Even if you open your mouth, money is not a problem."

Yuan Ling'er smiled: "Leave me an address, and then wait for my news."

After leaving Yuan Ling'er's study, it was already midnight.

Song Ziyu walked on the dim street, looking preoccupied.

Although the purpose of the trip was achieved, the situation was not optimistic.

For a prostitute, it is difficult to guess how credible her words are.

But Song Ziyu has no choice but to put the life-saving straw on Yuan Ling'er.

Thinking of these things that gave him a headache, Song Ziyu couldn't help but sigh.

The feeling of being powerless is really uncomfortable.

Just when Song Ziyu was thinking melancholy, several figures blocked his way.

"Boy, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

A gloomy voice came from in front of him, Song Ziyu looked up, but saw Zhang Dabing with a few people stopping him.

"Waited for me for a long time?"

Song Ziyu smiled playfully, "Then what do you mean?"

"What do you mean? Of course I unloaded you!" Zhang Dabing said viciously: "You dare to do it to me today, you are really tired of it! I won't let you see the sun tomorrow today!"

After saying this, Zhang Dabing directly asked the few people behind him to prepare to make a move.

At this moment, Song Ziyu muttered to the sky, "Be a little sharper."