"Everyone, Xiaosheng is now ugly!"

Suddenly, a man in blue pushed through the crowd with one hand and squeezed out.

This man has an ordinary appearance, and he is also wearing an ordinary robe, which is very inconspicuous, slightly eye-catching, it is an ordinary delicate girl he pulls in his right hand, her face is crimson, like a ripe peach, tempting, I want people to take a bite.

Aren't these two people Zhang Bairen and his "personal" maid - Xiaochan girl?

"What is the origin of this person, there are many talented people in Jiangdu Mansion, it seems that there has never been such a person?"

"That's it, I thought it was a high talent, and it scared people!"

"Specially with a yellow-haired girl, I really want to 'sacrifice ugliness'!"

"I don't think so, if this person is not a fool, at most he is 'prepared', why don't you brothers see his high talent?"

There was only a buzz in the audience, and all the scholars suddenly became difficult, and their words were nothing more than scolding Zhang Bai for not knowing what to do, wanting to sensationalize, violating the teachings of the saints, and so on.

However, it was said that the word card of Yujiangyue that everyone in Xianglan said was not a small niche, and it was widely circulated, and everyone had to fill in this word card on weekdays.

It is only said that the Yinghua Building of the Yinghua Building will be held every year, month after month, and all the scholars are interested in fighting for fame, but the Yinghua Building of the people has gradually become ordinary, so there is the topic of Yujiang Yue.

You don't see, the Yinghua Club has been held so many times, and I haven't seen half of the peerless talents pop up, it is unprofitable, and the attitude is naturally contemptuous.

Yujiang Yue is widely spread, and all the scholars can't say that they have left a "unique job" and want to be a blockbuster.

It's just that the three levels are all the same topic, which inevitably makes them worry in their hearts, so they secretly brew, strive to make new ideas, make differences, and become famous in one fell swoop.

What's more, Shilin has always believed that "the article is made by nature, and the clever hand can get it", if you don't think about it, and then carefully scrutinize it a few times, it will be easy to say, wouldn't it seem that your own talent is very cheap?

Only when they come out after a long time can they show their talent and show their style.

Therefore, Zhang Bairen's behavior has broken the "rules", and many "pretending" scholars are annoyed......

This, this, this, it is really unreasonable, and it directly lifted their fig leaf!

In the crowd, a man in a fancy costume immediately walked out, dressed in brocade clothes, embroidered in two columns, hanging a Pisces jade pendant, looking like a look, hugged his fists around, frowned, and said slowly: "This 'little student' is invited, do you know how rare Yinghua will be, so easy to come out, it is very likely to ruin his future, it is better to go back!"

This person is soft-spoken, has an excellent temperament, and seems to be thinking about Zhang Bairen in and out of his words, but he calls Zhang Bairen in the name of Xiaosheng, which is already extremely rude, and threatens Zhang Bairen's future, which is even more rampant.

If the future is bad, how can Zhang Bai endure the future?

It is none other than the prince of Huafu uniting with Jiangdu Mansion Shilin, suppressing Zhang Bairen and eliminating him from Shilin!

If he really changed to an ordinary scholar, he might really be scared by the son of a Chinese costume, but is Zhang Bai ordinary, is he an ordinary person?

Although, at this time, Zhang Bairen did have an ordinary face......

"Don't spare Childe to worry, is it difficult, Childe is afraid that the word card he makes is not as good as Zhang?"

Zhang Bairen's mind was transparent, he could see the purpose of this person at a glance, he hugged his fists at will, his head was slightly raised, pretending to be contemptuous, the man in fancy clothes looked slightly annoyed, but when he wanted to scold, he saw Zhang Bairen take a step, and he fell down one step, and he had read out the first word card:

"The west wind solves things, washes away the heat for the world. ”

After a sentence, Zhang Bai endured the melancholy, describing the sorrow, like the frustrated person with the west wind alone, Xiaochan's eyes were slightly red, showing pity, upstairs and downstairs quiet.

"Pretentious!"

Although there is dissatisfaction, but Zhang Bairen has begun to break through, according to the rules, everyone has to be patient, listen to his word card, there are also like a son in a Chinese costume, secretly sneering, preparing how to "pick out" Zhang Bai Ren word card in the "vanity".

In fact, the young man in Huafu did not guess wrong, Zhang Bairen's frustration was indeed "made".

Gain, in his vision, suddenly jumped out of a song called "Yujiang Moon • Cool Night", attached to the word card, is a frustrated and lonely image of the system demonstration.

“...... The thief's system, you have all the postures ready, what can I do?"

Zhang Bai endured the pain and was happy, resisted the urge to twitch the corners of his mouth, took three more steps, and read three sentences at the same time: "A new cool and pleasant dream, fly into the depths of the lotus flower." Ice and snow in the arms, the glass world, the night air is as clear as promised. Suddenly there was a long howl, and the autumn was full of households. ”

After reading it for a while, Zhang Bairen made a lonely and cold posture, his head was high, facing the northwest, and the hall was quiet again, everyone looked at each other, and he didn't want Zhang Bairen to really make the word card.

But what they didn't know was that outside everyone's sight, Zhang Bairen forcibly held back his hazy tears and looked at the sky speechlessly: "System, your naughtiness has broken through the sky." ”

Well, this action, presumably, is a systematic ...... Special requirements.

"This kid is really 'prepared'!"

The look of the young man in the costume flickered, he was still unconvinced, and sneered: "It's just half a que." ”

"What Childe said is extremely true!"

Zhang Bairen turned around to thank him, saw the other party's brows jumping, stepped out again, and read the second half: "You should laugh at Chu Ke's talent, Lan Cheng is sad, and the hatred will be passed down through the ages." The poem is empty, not a cup of autumn dew. The light moon is dry, the clouds are in the river, and Geng Gengtian is urging the dawn. Who will do this, the sycamore leaves are sparse with rain. ”

"Good words, good!"

After reading the second half, everyone finally cheered, secretly savoring, and there was a little more agreement in their eyes.

Their talents may not be brilliant, but at least they still have the ability to taste, and in the Yinghua Building, they don't dare to open their eyes and talk nonsense.

Xianglan's expressions moved slightly, and her red lips opened slightly, revealing anticipation.

The prince of Washington had an ugly face, suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled, stroked his palms and praised: "The prince is only eight buckets high, Jiang Lang admires it, why not mention the remaining two songs together, so that we can see and understand!"

In front of him, he called Zhang Bairen Xiaosheng, and at this time, he changed to a son, who can bend and stretch, but he is also a character.

What's even better is that Jiang Lang takes retreat as the way to advance.

How was he sure that Zhang Bairen had prepared three poems when he stood up, and it couldn't be one?

Three levels and three levels, shouldn't it be one level and one song?

Jiang Lang is roasting Zhang Bairen on the fire rack now!

What's more, Zhang Bairen really recited three word cards, as long as the quality of one poem slipped, Jiang Lang was ready to spray him into a liar who deceived the world and stole his name.

Since ancient times, literati have been despised and are the best at reversing black and white, but don't underestimate their mouths that can say that the dead are alive!

"Yes, yes, please come along!" said the prince in Chinese clothes, and a few more people started to coax, and the hall was suddenly lively.

Although they agreed with Zhang Bairen's talent, they were also jealous that Zhang Bairen had stolen the limelight.

If we don't suppress and suppress, we really can't help it?

"You haven't done a single song, so you can't let me wait for you?"

Zhang Bai couldn't help scolding in his heart, his face stiffened with anger, Jiang Lang was overjoyed, and was about to mock a few more words, when he saw Zhang Bairen's face was happy, he slapped a punch, strode out, made an awe-inspiring appearance, and said loudly: "Son, listen, this is the second song." Raise a glass to the moon and ask where Shenjing is, Huaishan is faint. Fu Jian frequently looks at the affairs of the Xun, but only Lone Zhong stands upright. The palace is fishy, the clothes are gone, and the world is organized by whom. If a chess game is bad, the number of saves should be tight......"

Because, his system is very intimate to swipe his vision on the screen: "Yujiangyue • Huaicheng Feelings", "Yujiangyue • Mid-Autumn Festival", "Yujiangyue • Huzhongtian Slow", "Yujiangyue • Xiangyue" and so on, etc., a first, the best wordcard, can surprise Zhang Bairen.

As for the various attitudes required by the system, what is it?

At this time, the system is to let him put on a complete set of eighteen forbidden actions, Zhang Bai is not a hero if he frowns.

By the way, is he a good man?

"Well, it's the best work again!"

"Amazing, it's a character, why haven't you heard of his name?"

After reading the word, everyone praised each other, showing a look of admiration, the face of the prince in the costume became more and more ugly, and everyone in Xianglan blinked and stared at Zhang Bairen.

"Fluttershy, go find out about this person!"

The little maid got the orders of everyone in Xianglan and quietly went downstairs.

"Childe, don't forget that there is one more level. The tone of the young man in Huafu is sneering, he does not lose his anger when he loses, and he holds on to it.

Zhang Bairen shook his head, and then read the word: "Send a message to the sky, Shi Qilin, turn into a hero in the world." Drunk and embraced the poetry soldiers to drive the pen array, and retreated from the wall while playing words. The world is empty, the mud is pleasing to the heart, and a little red furnace snow ......"

"How's this one?"

Zhang Bairen asked again, the face of the young man in Huafu was like green iron, and he couldn't answer, Zhang Bairen seemed ashamed, shook his head again, and sighed: "I think the son is still not satisfied, then Zhang will make another song!"

"With a high view, you can see the sky for thousands of miles, and the clouds will not leave a trace. Guilu flew to the place where the light shined, and soaked in the cold for a day. Yuyu Qionglou, come and go by Luan, people are in the cool country. The rivers and mountains are picturesque, and the smoke trees are in the middle of the history. ......”

"How's this one?"

Zhang Bairen asked, Jiang Lang was speechless, Zhang Bairen sighed: "I think the son is not satisfied, so let's make another song by Zhang!"

"In the depths of the cave, you can enjoy the delicate red, and the light jade is high and the cloud curtain is high. Guoyan Tianxiang competes with each other, and the scenery of Qiongyuan is like yesterday. The dew washes the demons, the wind spreads the fragrance, and the clouds and rain are about the mountain. Spring is as strong as wine, and the pavilions of Wuyuntai Pavilion ......"

"How's this one?"

Zhang Bairen asked again, Jiang Lang's eyes were desperate, Zhang Bairen was extremely "ashamed", and said: "It's okay, Zhang remembered another song!"

"Stop walking, put the Qiankun in, and go deep in the window. The stars are scattered at three or four o'clock, and a few strokes of autumn in Hengtang. The shore is rushing to the waves, the roots of the fence are covered by leaves, and the wild path leads to the village and city. The wind is blowing, and the wet clothes are empty. It is a sigh to knock on the snow gate and be short, the chess villa is cold, and the bitter bamboo is a mountain ghost. Even though there is still Jin now, there is no return to Qingyou. The sunset is yellow, the sky is faint, and the shadow of the reed flowers is ......"

"What about this one? Why don't you do another one?"

He asked, Jiang Lang, "Can you not ask me? I want to die!"

Everyone: "How did the three levels become your special show?"