The three people of Zhongli's family agreed, and all of a sudden, more than a dozen brocade-clothed men outside the door poured into the private room. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The originally spacious private rooms were suddenly crowded.

What's more, there is no shortage of apprentices in these brocade clothes, and their eyes keep rolling on the two peerless beauties Zhong Limei and Xia Chuchen......

made the two beauties feel very uncomfortable, Zhong Limei's face was even more ugly, and she wanted to leave the table several times, but because her brothers were here, it was difficult to refute the face of the family.

On the other hand, Zhong Limei is already a sixteen-year-old girl after all, and it would be a lie to say that there is no spring in her heart.

But for this man whose father is bent on asking her to have more contact......

She also wanted to try to see if Qin Feng's qualities in all aspects were qualified to be her final destination.

Therefore, even if she knew that her three cousins, who were not literate and ink, suddenly wanted to fight with Qin Feng, they must have done something and came prepared......

But she acquiesced to such behavior......

Although she also knew that Qin Feng was most likely going to suffer losses and be humiliated......

Nowadays, a martial artist is a person with outstanding martial arts, and his usual training will inevitably take a lot of time and energy......

If you can still improvise and write poems on the spot, it will be a demon.

Qin Feng most of them couldn't reach this level......

"But maybe there's a whatever!"

The girl thought to herself.

"I don't want a good poem, as long as he is fluent in words, I will choose him to be the best, so what?"

"I just don't know if this summer dust will embarrass Qin Feng!"

How did he know that Xia Chuchen also sighed in his heart at this time, knowing that all this was a "trap" arranged by the three of Zhongli's family.

Originally, she still thought that even if Qin Feng couldn't write good poems......

As long as she doesn't speak out, she won't have much reputation loss to Qin Feng.

Who knew that the three people who left the family had already thought of countermeasures!

These sons and brothers who came in to "watch the ceremony" don't seem to be fuel-efficient lamps......

It is indispensable to blow the "grand occasion" of today's poetry meeting with oil and vinegar......

Besides, a group of more than a dozen sons and daughters actually "happened" to pass by?

Did you pass by the door of the private room?

"Are these guys stupid for others?"

Xia Chuchen muttered in his heart.

Soon, under the witness of everyone, Zhongli Bohai wrote a poem with the theme of "snow" after some thought.

Although the writing was like a ghost drawing, the "enthusiastic classmates" of Guozijian immediately snatched the poem and recited it aloud.

"Where is the unforgettable wine, Qionghua shines on the jade pot. ”

"Returning to the bidding to get drunk, the snow doesn't know how to worry!"

As soon as I finished reading it, someone shouted hello.

"Drinking wine and admiring the snow are like forgetting your sorrows...... Bohai is a well-written poem!"

"Today's poetry meeting is to drink, enjoy the snow, what an elegant ......"

"yes, it's very appropriate!"

Since someone circulated the manuscript of the poem, everyone praised it.

Zhongli Bohai was also elated, and a pimple on the tip of his nose was as red as wine lees, and he said in a loud voice: "Awards, awards!"

After a while, Zhongli was a poet.

It is also a snow poem.

When he finished writing, before the ink dried, he was snatched away and groaned loudly.

"The frost plum first dismantles the head branch of the ridge, and the thousands of flowers are frozen. ”

"Stay with the taste of soup, let him be bullied by the wind and snow. ”

Everyone is full of praise again.

Zhongli Bohai and Zhongli Renjie both had arrogant looks on their faces at this time, and looking at Zhongli Batian, they had obviously memorized the poem manuscript and were ready to write!

But Qin Feng over here......

I guess this thing is already scared silly!

Xia Chuchen pulled Qin Feng's sleeve with his hand across the table, and his lips curled slightly.

"Why don't you keep your pen moving?"

"If you don't write poetry, how can I help you?"

Qin Feng turned a deaf ear, just watching the excitement and looking at the noisy crowd.

From time to time, I also sandwich a few mouthfuls of food and drink a few sips of wine.

It's like he's out of the way.

In a few years, Zhongli Batian's last poem was completed.

Compared with the first two brothers, Zhongli Batian's words are not bad, and he will not lose the people of Zhongli's family when he finally takes it out.

It's just that the words were taken out, but it made Qin Feng almost laugh.

"Red ant old wine kiln, yellow mud small stove. ”

"The sky is sunny and the snow is shining, and I drink a glass of wine. ”

This is clearly the poem that Qin Feng wrote in front of the Zhibei Hot Pot Village, and he changed it!

No, no, no, this is no longer called change, but plagiarism!

Obviously, it was the person who helped them catch the knife and ghostwriter, who was annoyed by Zhongli Bohai, and simply changed the poem to perfunctory him.

How did you know that this product was actually beyond his own strength, and came to compare poems with Qin Feng, the original author!

"If you don't die, you won't die!"

Qin Feng laughed so hard in his heart that he was about to pound the floor.

Sure enough, the poem was taken out and circulated, and it was only after reading it that I was about to open my mouth to pour all kinds of beautiful words......

only to find that the faces of many people present were not quite right!

There are many people who have been to Zhibei Hot Pot Village, as long as they have been, who has not seen the poem on the pillar of the door?

"Green ants make new wine, red clay small hot pot. ”

"If you want snow in the evening, you can drink a glass of nothing. ”

There are also many people who think this poem is good, and they copy it back and post it at home......

It's not obvious that it's plagiarism!

After Zhongli Batian finished writing this poem, he was waiting for everyone's praise, when he suddenly saw that everyone stopped talking......

I couldn't help frowning and asked.

"Guys, what's wrong with this poem?"

This time it's a big deal!

Zhongli Batian has never been to Zhibei Hot Pot Village?

But this poem is clearly a plagiarized work!

The atmosphere at the scene was suddenly extremely embarrassing, but Zhong Limei spoke.

"Cousin, this poem of yours seems to be similar to a famous poem!"

As she spoke, she read the poem of Zhibei Hot Pot Village.

This time, no matter whether you have been to Zhibei Hot Pot Village or not, you know it......

Zhongli Batian's poem is definitely plagiarism......

And this product is still looking for someone to write a poem, and I came to the scene by memorization!

Xia Chuchen was worried that there was no way to help Qin Feng, and there was such a scandal......

may reduce some of the attention of public opinion for Qin Feng.

She hurriedly seized the opportunity and said.

"If that's the case, then the three poems of this poetry meeting can only put the poems of the overlord at the end......"

Although Zhongli Batian was unwilling, he looked at Qin Feng, who had not moved a word, and said, "Okay, but I have also written a poem to ......."

"If someone can't write a single poem, then at least it should be under me!"

The princes who came to watch the ceremony said one after another.

"Inevitably, poetry will be poetry, if you can't even write poems, it must be the end of the end!"

Someone else said to Zhongli: "After all, there are thousands of thoughts and thoughts, and there are similarities, which is inevitable......"

"The poem of Brother Batian, compared to the original work, also has a different charm, isn't it ......"

Hearing this, Xia Chuchen anxiously took his eyes to look at Qin Feng.

"How do you ...... Why don't you keep writing yet?"