Shen Youchu watched Ning Gongzi begin to contemplate these talents, and immediately understood that he didn't leave to mean that he planned to let this group of people see the true power of Shixian.

In this way, she was relieved, and when she wanted to retract her hand, she found that her little hand was held behind her waist and placed behind her waist, so that others could not see it.

Ning Gongzi also deliberately turned his head to show a bright smile at her, lowered his voice and whispered: "Don't worry, if I can't scold them for a while, I will run away with you directly, and then let Yunfei and the third brother break all the legs of this group of people." ”

Hahaha, good!

Shen Youchu's eyes also showed fighting spirit.

And began to search around for something to take advantage of, and for a while it was a good trip.

And this level of ridicule, the talents can understand it when they turn their heads, and they were stunned for a moment, realizing that Ning Wuxian didn't seem to be weak in his heart, and he was smarter, for fear that he would be involved in trouble, so he shut up and stopped talking, and took a few steps back from the crowd.

But some people who look down on Jinling Shixian, especially Zhang Zhida, still come with a mission, and they are like cats who have been stepped on by their tails.

"Ning Wuxian, you don't want to toast and don't eat and drink, you admit your mistake now, we can spare you once, you just need to write an apology statement to apologize to all the students in the world."

"Yes, if you insist on not admitting your mistake, don't blame us for being polite!"

It's not polite to say it, but in fact it's just a poor beep.

Ning Wuxian didn't pay attention to these villains who would only join in the fun and didn't dare to really do it, and his eyes fell on Zhang Zhida's body.

Since he had already reached the second level of his cultivation of Cloud Breath Gong, his breath was much calmer.

Just staring at each other like this, Zhang Zhida not only did not have any intention of retreating, but took another step forward.

At first, Zhang Zhida was a little hesitant, after all, the rumored Ning Wuxiao was a young and arrogant character.

But when they really met, Zhang Zhida found that the so-called Jinling poet in front of him, in addition to his outstanding appearance, could not see any talent leaking out at all, he was so suspicious, and his eyes were still gentle like his uncle, it was difficult not to suspect that those rumors were false.

And Ning Wuxian's gentle attitude is also due to a weak heart, worried about revenge and resentment.

Thinking about it like this, Zhang Zhida shouted loudly: "Ning Wuxian, did you admit that the poems you circulated were written by yourself, or did I personally expose the facts?!" ”

"Zhang Dacaizi, this suspicion was provoked by you, of course, you will verify it personally, but I can understand your suspicions."

This sentence is somewhat familiar.

Zhang Zhida thought that Ning Wuxian had agreed with his suspicions just now, but it turned out to be the connotation of them, and he already had a premonition in his heart that the next thing would not be a good thing.

But he will not be provoked by such low-level means and forget what he has to do.

was thinking like this, but Ning Wuxian smiled confidently: "After all, a talented poet like me is rare to find in the world, and at the level of Zhang Dacaizi, he can't understand the artistic conception of the article." ”

Bragging about not paying taxes anyway.

Ning Wuxian's main focus is a deliberate step on to make Zhang Zhida work harder.

Sure enough.

Hearing his boasting, Zhang Zhida felt that the rumors were wrong, and his attitude became more and more rampant.

"The article is natural, this matter is indeed true, but what is fake is that these articles are not made by Ning Wuxian, but by others!"

Zhang Zhida stood with his hands in his hands, and opened his mouth to be a "quatrain".

"Two orioles are singing green willows, and a line of egrets is in the sky. The window contains a thousand autumn snow in Xiling, and the door is berthed in the Dongwu Wanli ship. This is what Ning Wuxian said in public when you divorced your marriage in front of Liufu that day, and when you competed with others, yes or no? ”

"Yes."

Ning Wuxian replied without thinking.

At that time, the other party of the competition asked him to compose a poem, and he still remembered the details, but as soon as the poem came out, he knew that he read it.

But Zhang Zhida deliberately used "reading" instead of "doing", which was clearly misleading him.

"Everyone heard clearly, this poem was read by Ning Wuxian, but it was not necessarily written by Ning Wuxian!"

Zhang Zhida really made a decision based on the difference of one word.

Those talented people with prejudice seem to have seized the evidence of his ghostwriting, and accusations are pouring in.

"Jinling Shixian is actually fake, what else is true in this world?"

"The poems are real, those ghostwriters are the poets, he is just an impostor who steals the reputation of others, we want to get back everything that belongs to them for the real poets!"

"I'm afraid that the real poet immortal was killed in the place where Ning Wuxian became famous, but it's a pity, it's a pity!"

This is really a bunch of acid patients who make up stories and don't have to write a belly.

Ning Wuxian let them talk nonsense to promote the development of the situation, waiting for the evidence that Zhang Zhida had prepared at the beginning.

To bite the text and chew the words to set up, very passive.

If there are any doubts in "Quatrain", he also wants to hear it.

"Zhang Dacaizi, don't provoke everyone to oppose me, you are the mastermind behind the scenes, I want to see us pinch you to make a profit, let's say, what conclusive evidence do you have to prove that I am ghostwriting, you don't want to tell me, you have found the real poet who ghostwrote for me, right?"

If there is such a person, he also wants to see the repetition of history.

Zhang Zhida snorted coldly and stood with his hands in his hands.

As soon as he saw his posture, Ning Wuxian knew that he couldn't open his eyes.

"Ning Wuxian, you really don't know how to repent when you die."

"Oh? You tell me carefully. ”

Ning Wuxian's reply was like a compliment, and his attitude of indifference made those who were still laughing just now restrained.

But Zhang Zhida didn't care about this, he just thought that Ning Wuxian was pretending, and followed the stubble and said: "As far as I know, this poem is not written about the scenery of Jinling, but the scene of the snow-capped mountains in Xiling, Shudi, Ning Wuxian, am I right?" ”

Ning Wuxian looked at Zhang Zhida in shock, but he didn't expect that the evidence collected by this person was quite powerful.

It's a pity that this evidence is just evidence, but it doesn't prove anything.

"Yes."

Ning Wuxian smiled calmly and asked him rhetorically.

"Can't I write poems about Xiling Snow Mountain?"

"It's not that you can't write, but you are in Jinling but you write the scenery of Shu, and according to me, Ning Wuxian, you have never been to Shu since you were a child, and there is no bookstore to collect or sell the picture scrolls or books written by Jinling Snow Mountain."

At this time, Shu was remote and not a cultural center.

However, there may be literati and artists who went to Shu to shoot the scene, but they will not be famous in the world and will be used for profit.

I have to say that the entry point that Zhang Zhida is looking for is really ruthless.

"Zhang Dacaizi, I understand what you mean, you want to say that I haven't been to Xiling Snow Mountain, and I shouldn't have seen any scrolls or books related to this, but I wrote the poem "Quatrain", which is beyond your imagination, right?"

Zhang Zhida snorted coldly and nodded in acquiescence to his statement.

Seeing this, the smile on Ning Wuxian's face deepened.

"According to what the great genius said, in addition to the "Quatrain" written about Xiling Snow Mountain, there is also the poem "Wangyue" written by me, which I did not see with my own eyes, and I personally went there, and I also asked someone to write it?"

"Isn't it?"

Zhang Zhida opened his arms, looked around, and asked loudly.

"Who among the students present can write poems out of thin air like Ning Wuxian, who has never been, has never seen, or even heard of it, and writes so wonderfully, if anyone can have this ability, they can try it with my Zhang Zhida."