Fragrance Garden, lakeside path.

Liu Pu was dressed in a long robe and slowly walked towards the small hall.

He frowned slightly, walked very slowly, and obviously had a lot of concern.

As the leader and host of the poetry club, he should not be so kind at this time.

However, Liu Pu was quite distressed.

Because yesterday his teacher, Li Siye of Guozijian, gave him a very difficult task.

That is to let him take the opportunity of this poetry meeting to promote the new tea ceremony......

Liu Pu has been completely impressed by the new tea ceremony and turned into a loyal dog, but how difficult is it to launch it logically?

A completely new thing that will have a considerable impact on the old cognition and system is not destined to be easily accepted by people at first, and it must be difficult.

However, the teacher's fate is difficult to disobey, and Liu Pu has been anxious for a long time.

Seeing that the small hall was in front of him, he still didn't come up with a good solution, so he shook his head and sighed:

"It seems that you can only act cheaply, and take one step at a time."

With that, Liu Pu stretched his brows, lifted his spirits and strode into the small hall.

Before anyone arrives, the sound comes first.

"Hahaha......"

Hearty laughter came into their ears from far and near, and the people who were talking turned their heads to look at the source of the laughter.

When he saw that it was Liu Pu, he couldn't help but show great joy on his face, and he gave his hands one by one, calling him Liu Gong.

Liu Pu didn't have any arrogance, and talked cordially one by one.

Then, he glanced around the crowd and said with a smile: "It's not too early, I might as well start now." ”

"What Liu Gong said is very true."

"Listen to Liu Gong's orders."

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Everyone smiled and nodded in agreement, and then sat back down behind the table.

Liu Puduan sat in the first place, and Lu Xuede and the little prodigy of the Qi family sat in the position closest to him on the left and right.

The rest of the people are so analogous that their identities seem to be invisible, and they have been distinguished.

After sitting, the noisy and lively small hall gradually quieted down until it was lonely.

Apart from...... Somewhere in the corner of the small hall.

"Anyway, after Lin Daiyu saw Jia Baoyu in the house, her eyes were full of tsk, tsk......tt"

Wang Chuan's originally small voice seemed so abrupt, so harsh, and so discordant in the suddenly quiet small hall.

Everyone turned their heads to look, only to see Ning Xiang peeling the grape skin for him, while listening to him attentively.

Wang Chuan was leisurely, his big hand unceremoniously wrapped around her thin waist, and sometimes showed a sly smile, which caused Ning Xiang's face to turn crimson.

Everyone couldn't help but look at each other and exchanged glances, but everyone's faces were not happy.

Zhao Ming'an, who was sitting next to Lu Xuede, was the same, he was a person who could observe words and feelings, although his poems and articles were average, but his mind was exquisite, so he could make friends with Lu Xuede, and he sat in this position with his light.

And he's the best at capturing details, such as the present......

From everyone's eyes and reactions, Zhao Mingan deduced in an instant that no one knew the unknown junior below.

So, he frowned before the others, let out a cold snort, and said lightly:

"Such an uneducated person, I don't know what tricks he used to sneak into the poetry club."

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately received many echoes, and the small hall became lively again.

Although Wang Chuan sat in the corner, he listened really well.

When he raised his head, he saw the disdainful and sarcastic eyes of the crowd, as if the poetry would be some holy and elegant place, tainted by him.

Wang Chuan couldn't help grinning, and his heart was happy.

He was originally sent to make trouble, how could he be angry with this bird?

Glancing at the distance between Zhao Ming'an and Lu Xuede, Wang Chuan already had a plan in his heart.

Syllable!

He slapped the invitation of the poetry meeting on the table, first identified himself, and then said leisurely:

"This kind of blatant accusation and slander of others without distinguishing between right and wrong, I am afraid that it is really uneducated.

I don't know how people like this got in. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Mingan couldn't help but widen his eyes.

He didn't expect that Wang Chuan would dare to fight back......

After reacting, Zhao Ming'an's brows furrowed and tightened for three points, and he opened his mouth to speak.

I didn't think about it, and I didn't spit out half a word, but I saw Wang Chuan suddenly make a look of sudden realization, and preemptively spoke:

"Oh, I see, if it's a family dog coming in with its owner, it makes sense.

But how can this dog not be tethered? If you want to bark twice when you see someone, showing your sense of existence, it seems that his master is not educated. ”

As soon as these words came out, the small hall fell silent.

Everyone subconsciously looked at Zhao Ming'an, and immediately figured out who was the dog and who was the owner.

After all, how many pounds and taels does he have, who here doesn't know?

Looking at everyone's playful smiles, Zhao Ming'an's face was pale, and Lu Xuede, who was sitting beside him, also frowned slightly.

"Vertical arrogance!"

Zhao Ming'an scolded, and said angrily: "What a sharp-toothed erector, the right person Liu Gongyan said that he would start the poetry meeting, and I was so happy that I sat behind the desk with peace of mind, just waiting to listen with my head down."

On the other hand, you are a vertical man, looking disrespectful and broken, only caring about eating and having fun, which is really a shame for my generation, and I don't take poetry to heart at all.

Could it be that the erector is uneducated, and he is not allowed to be criticized by others? I just can't get used to your ugly face, and the province has ruined the atmosphere of the poetry club! ”

The words landed, but Wang Chuan was not provoked by him, and his face was still smiling.

Ning Xiang was already too frightened to speak, she kept her head down, and her body trembled slightly.

Wang Chuan had to pour himself a cup of tea, raise his head and drink it all.

Seeing his whale swallowing appearance, everyone present couldn't help but turn dark.

However, now is not the time to dwell on this, I saw Wang Chuan moisten his throat, looked at Zhao Mingan and asked with a smile:

"What? Do you think you can accuse me if you want to? How old are you?

A watchdog dares to bark wantonly, are you worthy? Didn't your master teach you to wag your tail?

Besides, is there any upbringing that you prescribe? Could it be that you think you are a Confucian sage? ”

A series of questions were asked, and every sentence did not contain dirty words, but every sentence made Zhao Mingan feel greatly humiliated!

He is indeed a thoughtful person, but in this regard, how can he compare with Wang Chuan?

Let's not mention that Wang Chuan was a canyon key saint in his last life, just because of the experience of more than ten years of market gangs in this life, he can be scolded for the birth of one Buddha and the ascension of two Buddhas, and he has not to say a word.

What about Confucian disciples? I heard that you scholars are the best at reasoning?

I'm sorry, I'm not being reasonable at all, I'm just scolding you in a different way.

Wang Chuan has a deep grasp of the bar.

He has not forgotten his purpose, he is here to make trouble, as long as Lu Xuede is not happy, then he will complete the task.

Obviously, the task was completed very smoothly.

I saw that Zhao Ming'an's face was constantly changing, as if he was angry, he stretched out his fingers and pointed at Qi Huai tremblingly, gritted his teeth and said:

"You, you, you are so vulgar......"

His eyes widened with rage, his chest heaved violently, and the smell of rust in his throat seemed to be a sign that he was about to spurt blood.

Seeing this, Lu Xuede, who was sitting on the side, could no longer continue to sit quietly.

No matter how unbearable Zhao Mingan is, he is also a person who is attached to him, if he doesn't come out now, it will be difficult to win people's hearts in the future.

So, he frowned slightly, pressed Zhao Ming'an's arm, looked up at Wang Chuan, and said lightly:

"What kind of ability is it to only take advantage of the tongue? Of the brothers sitting here tonight, which one is not a genius full of ink articles?

If you really want to talk about the level, you can see the real chapter under your hands, and it's just a trick to play tricks. ”

He first belittled Wang Chuan, and then turned his head and put on a look of admonition.

"Ming'an, you are a person who has been reading poetry and books for more than ten years, why should you be more serious with a yellow-mouthed child? If it is a scripture and a righteous policy, there is still some need to argue. ”

Zhao Ming'an looked a little kind, bowed his head and said, "What Brother Lu said is very true. ”

As soon as these beautiful words came out, a judgment was made.

Sure enough, Zhao Ming'an and Lu Xuede are not at the same level at all.

His words can be said to have given Zhao Mingan enough face, and at the same time, he was crazy to squeeze Wang Chuan.

In and out of the words, there is only one meaning, Wang Chuan has no real skills, and it is not enough to compare with you, what are you beeping with him?

He thought that as soon as these words came out, Wang Chuan would leave on the spot without saying anything, he was afraid that his mouth was full of bitterness, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

However, Lu Xuede didn't know that all this was in Wang Chuan's plan.

I saw Wang Chuan take a sip of tea again, and said leisurely:

"Look, I'm not wrong, after my old dog was beaten and scolded, this owner immediately jumped out.

In my opinion, what kind of person has what kind of dog, all of them are virtuous. ”

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