However, this kind of harmless sarcasm was of no use to Xiao Han at all. Instead, it aroused Xiao Han's arrogance.
I don’t know if it’s to deliberately make Dou Jingtong angry, or if he suddenly gained weight today! In full view of everyone, Xiao Han suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Xue Pan's hand. Before Xue Pan, who was almost startled, could react, he said to her affectionately: "Tell me, there is no place in life where we don't meet! Let's go today. I was a little disappointed not to see you at your home. I didn’t expect that I would see you again here. Isn’t it a wonderful arrangement?”
At this moment, Xue Pan's pretty face turned red to the root of her neck, and she waved her hand in retreat, but did not break away, so Xiao Han held it.
But her skin is by no means as thick as Xiao Han's. No matter how sweet her heart is, she can't say it in front of so many people. She can only nod her head shyly, and then lower her head to act like an ostrich. , dare not look up.
Although some of the people around him had already experienced all kinds of sex between men and women, this was the first time they heard such explicit and poetic words. For a moment, there was a look of envy in their eyes.
Dou Hongyi watched Xue Pan's little hand being grabbed tightly by Xiao Han, almost going mad with jealousy. If the sword hadn't been thrown aside just now, he would have really wanted to chop off Xiao Han's claws with a sword!
"Xue Mei! Who is this countryman?" Dou Hongyi repeatedly warned himself to calm down, but the envy, jealousy and hatred in his heart almost overwhelmed him. He tried hard to restrain himself before squeezing these words out from between his teeth. The face that made it through is now even more distorted!
Xiao Han frowned slightly. No matter how good-tempered he was, it would definitely be unpleasant to be belittled one after another in front of the person he admired!
On the other hand, the stupid man had already disliked this man. He rushed out with a broken sword at first. If he really dared to rush forward, he would still be a man.
But I didn't expect that when this guy saw a lot of people, he immediately became intimidated and didn't even dare to move. No one would look down on this kind of coward on the battlefield! If you didn't have the guts, you could just squat in the back without showing your head. Now that you see that you are no longer in danger, you come out and sneer again. The face of a villain is really disgusting! Just like that, you still dare to steal a woman from the Marquis and play with your eggs at the same time!
Unable to bear it, he stepped heavily to Xiao Han's side. The stout fool glared and shouted at Dou Hongyi: "Noise! How can anyone ask for the name of my Marquis! Why don't you say who you are?" ? It looks like a chopstick, but it makes a lot of noise!"
"You're rude!" Dou Hongyi was so angry that his whole body was trembling. He pointed at the swarthy fool and shouted: "How dare a mere servant be so rude! Does he still have any tutoring?"
"Hahaha, this person is really a scholar. Is there anyone in a big family who educates people like this?" Hearing Dou Hongyi shout like this, Xiao Han was actually happy. Since he was tricked by Cui Renxuan last time, he has treated these aristocratic families so much. The disciples are all a little frightened. They are all obviously bad to the core, but you can't tell from the outside. They will give you a knife at the critical moment. This is a rare encounter with a nerdy person, so you can just take it out on him by saying a few words to him!
So, when Dou Hongyi finished shouting angrily, Xiao Han chuckled, let go of Xue Pan's hand, pushed the unconvinced fool behind him, and stood with his hands behind his back: "I treat polite people with courtesy, but I am not polite to rude people. Man, don’t blame me for being rude! By the way, my name is Xiao Han, you can remember this name!”
"Xiao Han..."
As soon as the name came out, there was obviously a little commotion surrounding it! In particular, the women who were with Xue Pan almost screamed out in surprise. Although they had speculated before, they were still very excited when it was finally confirmed.
How many times have I fantasized about being able to write about the heroic warrior lying drunk on the battlefield, Lord Mo Xiao, how many people have fought in ancient times? and the affectionate young man who sang the tender and melodious song "Long Love". What would it look like together? I don't want to think about today, Finally met the real person!
Although the appearance is a bit different from what was imagined, it is not important. In the face of talent and learning, appearance is not worth mentioning! Of course, it would be better if both talent and beauty are equal...
"You are Xiao Han!" Dou Hongyi glared at Xiao Han, and when he looked at the women who almost made a gesture of holding their hearts, he almost exploded with anger! He pointed at Xiao Han with a trembling hand: "The world is so big that there are countless people who have gained fame in vain! I have also heard of your name. It is true that meeting you is not as good as being famous! You must have asked someone to ghostwrite the poem you wrote before!"
Dou Hongyi's words are just nonsense! Even the fat girl couldn't stand it any longer. She frowned and said to Dou Hongyi: "Hongyi! What are you talking about? How can a master who can write such poems bother to ghostwrite for others! You are drunk today. , go back and rest quickly!"
A discerning person would know at a glance that the girl was trying to give Dou Hongyi a step up, but Dou Hongyi was already blinded by jealousy at this moment and did not even look at the girl. Instead, he pointed at Xiao Han and continued shouting: "Why not Yes! It’s hard to say that he heard the poem written by some master who was not interested in fame and fortune, and then he regarded it as his own! If you have the ability, write another one for me now!"
Not to mention, Dou Hongyi's guess was indeed accurate. This poem was indeed plagiarized by Xiao Han, but Xiao Han did not feel the slightest burden about this.
There is no way, no one here can expose him! Want to know Li Bai? Work harder to learn from the bastard and live for hundreds of years!
Besides, as an excellent time traveler, no matter how much I struggle with intellectual property rights, I might as well just travel to the sea and drown myself! Just smear people who travel through time!
Li Shentong had been listening to these people arguing since just now, and he had been extremely anxious. When he heard Dou Hongyi shouting, he was almost moved to tears, but he finally seized the opportunity and jumped up and shouted: "Brother Xiao ! You see he is dissatisfied! Today happens to be the Lao Shizi poetry meeting, you come up with a poem and it will kill him!"
"What does it mean to write a poem..."
The slightly chubby girl was very dissatisfied. She ravaged Li Shentong's head with her little hands, messing up Li Shentong's hair that he had finally arranged. However, she still looked at Xiao Han expectantly.
"Do it! Do it now! If you can't do it, you are just a fake!" Dou Hongyi wished that Xiao Han would be ruined immediately, so he asked Xiao Han to come up with a poem now!
"Haha, you really think I'm lying?" Xiao Han smiled contemptuously, patted the worried Xue Pan lovingly, and took a step forward under everyone's attention.
"A needle is refined and hammered thousands of times, and the cloth is moved up and down. The eyes are on the buttocks. It only recognizes clothes but not people!"
Xiao Han took four steps and sang four lines at the same time, without any pause! The whole poem is written in one go!
When the poem is completed, Xiao Han faces the sun, leaving only a tall back to everyone, like a lonely master seeking defeat! It’s just that the sun is too bright today and it’s a bit dazzling. It would be nice to wear sunglasses...
Xue Pan and several other women were stunned at first, and then they all blushed after taking a closer look!
They have all heard of people scolding people with poems, but Xiao Han is definitely the first to be so explicit and quick-witted!
After understanding this poem, there was laughter all around, and Li Shentong was so exaggerated that he almost fell to the ground! Even the dumb guy who doesn’t understand shit understands the phrase “eyes are on your butt” and grins so happily that your teeth almost fall out!
Dou Hongyi’s face is beyond recognition! As soon as this crooked poem came out, his heart was like ice cubes for three to nine days, pulling away the coldness! In his ears, the laughter around him seemed to be mocking himself! Laugh at your own ignorance.
With all his strength gone, Dou Hongyi reluctantly shouted to Xiao Han: "Fart! What kind of poetry is this? You! You! That's too much!"
"Too much bullying?" Xiao Han looked at Dou Hongyi innocently, spread his hands, and said: "Why did I bully others too much? You asked me to compose a poem, and I did it! Now you say that I bully others too much, really Strange, can’t I write a poem about needles when I think of the clothes on my body?”
"You, you..." Dou Hongyi was so angry that he couldn't speak. He could only keep talking in vain.
At this time, the fat girl held back her laughter. She first looked at the pale Dou Hongyi, who seemed a little unbearable, then looked at Xiao Han, and finally stood up and said to him: "Well, Mr. Xiao, no one says no! It's just this ...Maybe it’s not very suitable. If you have other elegant poems, it can open our eyes, of course! Being able to write the poem just now in such a short time is enough to prove your talent!"
The fat girl was trying to ease the dispute between him and Dou Hongyi, Xiao Han could still see it!
For those who are good for themselves, Xiao Han always respects me a foot, and I respect you a foot. After she finished speaking, Xiao Han made a slight bow, and then continued: "Okay, since the girl thinks this is not good , I will change it to another one, still with the needle as the theme, okay?"
"That's great!" The fat girl smiled like a flower and made blessings with her hands.
"Well..." Xiao Han started to take pretentious steps again, and after one step, he began to read: "In the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the wanderer's body are closely sewed before leaving, and I am afraid that I will return later. Whoever speaks an inch of grass will be rewarded with three spring rays." !”
Another six steps, another six lines of poetry!
But this time the limerick is different from the last time!
Poetry, poetic bones, and poetic soul are all in it. As long as you take a closer look, there seems to be a picture of a kind mother in front of you, holding needle and thread to make clothes for her son who is about to travel far!
This short six-line poem does not deliberately describe sadness, but when you listen to it, there is a strong sense of sadness embedded in it! The "literary men and women" around him were all a little crazy for a moment.
