Su Bingnan stood in place, his eyes did not make waves, facing the oppression of everyone's eyes on the boat. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Looking at the "little guy" who seemed to be scared stupidly, and the "Su Bingnan" who didn't know what to do in front of him, a wave finally broke out in the boat.

It was bursts of laughter.

The anger in Zhang Ziyuan's heart flashed, and he immediately felt a burst of amusement.

If Su Bingnan can still make words, then the "horseman" in front of him is probably completely illiterate.

After his laughter subsided a little, he said to Peng Cheng, "Master Su, are you crazy?"

As soon as this sentence came out, two more people couldn't help laughing, and the rest of the people couldn't help but laugh on their faces.

When this Master Su made a big statement that they were not qualified to let him compose poetry, these gentlemen may indeed have been provoked to anger in their hearts.

But when the arrogant man said that one of his grooms could overpower their poetry, they had nothing but a sense of comical in their hearts.

Even if you get an axe, you must have an axe in your hand. The groom can make a good work, which is equivalent to the sun rising in the western sky.

Su Bingnan felt everyone's contempt for his identity as a representative at this time, and took this rare cold in his eyes one by one.

Xue Xuan and Zhou Zizhi just smiled, looking plain, Zhang Ziyuan and Qian Yuanbo were a little exaggerated, as if they thought that today's jokes were rare.

Liang Quanneng, as the master, frowned a little, probably because the poetry would become a little chaotic because of the two of them.

And Xiao Haitang, who had been fanning the flames on the side before, observed himself with doubts, and his expression was a little uncertain.

"Everyone. Su Bingnan took a few steps forward and made a voice to attract everyone's attention.

"I want to say sorry to you, my family is wrong. Looking at the people who looked at him again, Su Bingnan said loudly, his tone sincere.

Before these people could speak, Su Bingnan's originally sincere face suddenly showed a sneer, squinted at these dignitaries and celebrities, and said sarcastically: "If you want to be stronger than your trash poems, why do you need to use me?"

is like an explosive ignited by a spark, Su Bingnan's words that encompassed everyone set off an uproar as soon as they came out.

Anger, scolding, anger, reprimand.

Countless words were added to Su Bingnan like a sword.

These people who kept turning their mouths opened Su Bingnan's eyes, and also let him know that what he said just now really made these people angry.

When a military attache utters those words, they can still be used as a joke, as an after-dinner conversation. But when a groom has the same view, or even goes further, they can't bear it.

Zhang Ziyuan was angry, and said to Su Bingnan: "I don't know whether I am alive or dead, can you say another word?"

Peng Cheng immediately spoke: "You want to kill the people of the Six Gates?"

Zhang Ziyuan's momentum froze, and he sneered: "In the final analysis, he is just a person in the rivers and lakes." ”

Su Bingnan opened his mouth and said: "You look down on the rivers and lakes? Come on, come on, let's have a fight?"

"I despise you. Zhang Ziyuan avoided Su Bingnan's question.

Qian Yuanbo also stepped forward at this time and said to Su Bingnan: "Mafu, what we wrote just now is a poem and a word, not your arrogance, you better go out." ”

Zhang Ziyuan said: "We don't welcome the two of you. ”

Everyone nodded and echoed Zhang Ziyuan.

When it came to this situation, Liang Quanneng also had to come out, hold up his huge belly, and said to Peng Cheng: "Master Su, I will ask someone to dock the painting boat, and you can take your groom away." ”

Liang Quanneng immediately ordered the painting boat to sail towards the shore, wanting to let the two go down so as to end today's farce.

Su Bingnan picked up the red sandalwood wolf hair, dipped it in ink casually, and said with a smile: "Ha! If I really write good poems or good words, won't your face be hit by me, a groom?"

Xiao Haitang looked at Su Bingnan's movements, raised his eyebrows, and had a strange feeling.

Liang Quanneng couldn't help but say: "Just you, Su Bingnan, take care of your groom, don't be too presumptuous." ”

Peng Cheng smiled but did not speak.

Su Bingnan said to everyone: "It seems that you people don't believe that I can write excellent poetry?"

Liang Quanneng rolled his eyes in his heart, can a horseman write poetry? Isn't this nonsense.

Su Bingnan continued: "Otherwise, let's make a bet and ask me to write it, and you will open a warehouse and release grain?"

Liang Quanneng was silent, not wanting to talk much to a groom.

Su Bingnan asked the people around him again, but unfortunately, he didn't seem willing to bet with a groom.

Dai Xiaoyu watched Su Bingnan's performance throughout the whole process, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

Su Bingnan scratched his head, picked up the pen and scribbled on the paper, skimmed east and west, and quickly finished writing, then picked up a piece of paper, walked quickly to the four beauties, and handed it over.

To tell the truth, among these people on the boat, when they saw Su Bingnan lifting the pen, there were many people who jumped in their hearts and had a bad premonition.

But after they saw Su Bingnan's ghost-like brushwork, the feeling in their hearts faded a lot. For those who can't write well, poetry can be imagined.

After a while, someone noticed that the atmosphere was wrong, and Yu Yufei and the four girls looked at the paper, holding their breath and concentrating, without blinking their eyes.

Qiao Xiaoqiao on the side approached curiously, and as soon as his eyes touched the piece of paper, he couldn't move it anymore.

There was a bad feeling in everyone's hearts.

In the end, it was Qiao Xiaoqiao who broke the silence.

"Tonight's poetry may be this ...... This adult is the best. Qiao Xiaoqiao picked up the piece of paper and pointed to Su Bingnan, who was dressed as a little girl.

There was silence at the scene, and it seemed that even a pin could be heard if it had fallen to the ground.

Su Bingnan stood with Peng Cheng on the side, as if the whole thing had nothing to do with them.

Finally, Liang Quanneng made a move, came to Qiao Xiaoqiao's side, and looked over.

At that moment, Peng Cheng seemed to be able to see the amazement and ugliness in Liang Quanneng's eyes.

After a few breaths, Liang Quanneng came back to his senses, his face changed from ugly to indifferent, and said to everyone: "Don't let the dispute disturb the interest of tonight, come on, take away these annoying pen and ink, bring good wine, we will not get drunk tonight." ”

The other people's faces changed, and they had guessed what all this was, and reluctantly returned to their places, as if the matter had passed.

"It seems that the bet just now doesn't count?" Su Bingnan seemed to be muttering to himself, but he could make everyone hear.

Zhang Ziyuan froze for a moment, and then drank a glass of wine casually.

Xiao Haitang looked at Su Bingnan with thoughtfulness in his eyes.

Looks like plans are going to change tonight.

"But I didn't write this poem, it was written by a traveler called Sadura. Su Bingnan seemed to sigh and said, "Actually, this is far from my level. ”

Xue Xuan, Zhou Zizhi, and Zhang Ziyuan had ugly faces.

Su Bingnan sighed while walking towards Dai Xiaoyu, and waited until the four beauties were beside him, then he smiled and showed his white teeth, and said, "It seems that I can get together alone with you?"

Yu Yufei nodded yes and said, "The private room on the boat has already been prepared. ”

Su Bingnan touched his chin and said, "Oh, lead the way." ”

The four girls followed their words, took their respective maids, and led Su Bingnan out of here.

When he was about to get out of this place, Su Bingnan's body suddenly froze, and he turned to look at those people who had actually been paying attention to him, including Liang Quanneng and Xiao Haitang.

"Ancient Xuzhou is a ......" Su Bingnan suddenly let out a loud voice and chanted.

“...... Exhausted, a few heroes. I want to have iron armor and heavy pupils, black sweat and blood, and the jade tent is empty. ”

With Su Bingnan's impassioned voice, there seemed to be a desolate and tragic picture showing in front of everyone.

"Chu Ge's 8,000 soldiers are scattered, and the dream soul should not be able to Jiangdong. ”

"There is the Yellow River in the sky, and the clouds and dragons in the mountains are rounded. ”

"The autumn wind rises in the Han family mausoleum, and the grass is full of passes. ”

The weight and vicissitudes of history are all in Su Bingnan's voice, and it seems that even the stunning four performances of Jiuxiao Huanpei not long ago are much inferior to them.

"It's even more dramatic, the thrush is far away, and the swallow building is empty. ”

"Life is like a hundred years, and I am happy and drink a thousand bells. Looking back at the slanting sun in the deserted city, relying on the column to send Feihong. ”

After speaking, Su Bingnan walked away, leaving only a back for everyone.

Everyone withdrew their gaze, and the atmosphere in the boat became extremely awkward.

(This paragraph is too laborious.) From the beginning of nine o'clock until now, I don't know if I feel like writing it. ）