Kong Chen was stunned: "Xie Jieyuan, what do you mean? Can't I leave?"
Xie Sanjia managed to squeeze out a smile: "The flower-picking order is about to begin. Wouldn't it be nice for us to recite poems and compose poems together?"
Kong Chen said: "I am here just for fun and to appreciate the poems of talented people. I have no intention of writing a poem. At my age, do I still have any interest in Wu Meizhi?"
Xie Sanjia smiled and pondered: "Master Kong Chen, why do you say that? With all due respect, I'm afraid you are so incompetent that you don't dare to show your face in front of everyone, right?"
"What?"
Kong Chen was a little anxious: "I have won the imperial examination."
Jie Siwen rushed over and shouted loudly: "So what if you win the prize? Maybe you paid for it. These days, the streets are full of people, and there are only a few who have real qualifications."
Kong Chen was furious: "You guys, how can you insult me like this? I have been studying hard for decades and my family is poor. How can I use money to buy the reputation of a scholar? Jie Siwen, you are really hopeless."
Jie Siwen sneered: "Are you a stubborn duck? Or as you said, it's a mule or a horse, pull it out and run around. Besides, I don't care what kind of person you are, in front of Jie Jieyuan, who dares to show off his literary talent? I guarantee it. He regrets it beyond measure."
Faced with Jie Siwen's insulting words, Kong Chen's face turned pale.
Scholars have a sense of arrogance in their hearts.
Kong Chen prided himself on being a scholar, dancing with writing and ink, and having a deep groove in his chest.
When it comes to reciting poems and composing poems, he is also an outstanding ruthless character.
Now, how can I calm down after being ridiculed by Jie Siwen like this?
It's just that when I'm old, fighting for victory and beauty, I feel like an old gangster.
Yan Qi grabbed Kong Chen's sleeve and said, "Sir, why don't you steam the steamed buns to save your breath? Don't leave. Let's fuck him."
Kong Chen trembled: "Master Yan, I can't do it anymore. How old am I?"
Yan Qi had a wicked smile on his face: "It doesn't matter, I have Huiyang Powder here, which will make you a dragon and a tiger."
Kong Chen grinned, knowing that Yan Qi was deliberately provoking Yan Qi, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Well, just fuck him as much as you like."
Jie Siwen was still sarcastic: "Look, Master Kong Chen, you are really afraid of knowing Jieyuan, so you just left in disgrace? What kind of juren? Haha, you are just a coward."
Kong Chen regained his morale, turned around, and regained his composure: "Kong is not talented, but he is willing to listen to Jie Jieyuan's teachings."
Jie Sanjia was very happy when he saw Kong Chen coming to his door: "Although Mr. Kong Chen is old, he still has the pride of his youth. I admire him, I admire him."
He spoke of admiration, but his eyes concealed disdain and anger.
Just now, he was embarrassed in front of everyone.
Now when reciting poems, we must win the first place in front of Kong Chen.
Jie Siwen looked at Kong Chen and laughed sarcastically: "You really don't know the heights of heaven and earth, but you dare to do anything in front of Jie Jieyuan. You will be embarrassed for a while."
Colorful flags fluttering!
Everyone looked up and saw colorful flags flying in the sky above Luoyuefang.
The talented people shouted: "Look, Miss Wu Meizhi has given a question."
Yan Qi was stunned: "Master Kong Chen, what does this mean?"
Kong Chen said: "Wu Meizhi likes to write topics on colorful flags. If the flags flutter and move with the wind, everyone will come to the topic.
Yan Qi nodded: "Wu Meizhi is quite naughty."
Everyone raised their heads and said with emotion: "Look, the word 'Maple Bridge' is written on it."
"Yes, this year's topic is based on Maple Bridge. Alas, I was not prepared for this topic. I made a mistake. I made a mistake."
"I never expected that all the questions I prepared were about flowers and plants. Now it's too bad. Miss Wu Meizhi, I have no chance with you."
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A group of talented people were talking and dejected.
A truly capable talent has an unchanging face and is silent, but in his heart he is extremely happy.
They have real materials and are not afraid of tricky questions.
The more difficult it is, the more difficult it will be for many people.
Isn’t it a good thing if there are fewer competitors?
Especially on this cruise ship, there are all talented people, and they are all very good, and they all behave very indifferently.
Especially Jie Sanjia, a proud smile appeared on his lips.
"Maple Bridge? Haha, such a question is really a test."
Jie Siwen started to go crazy again: "Master Kong Chen, are you prepared for the topic of Maple Bridge? If you are not prepared, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it for a while? I think you might as well be a spectator. .This question is so difficult, it’s not suitable for you at all.”
Kong Chen sneered: "Jie Siwen, do you want to compete with me?"
"Compete!"
Jie Siwen shook his sleeves: "I am a real person, how can I be afraid of you? Master Kong Chen, please don't cry if you lose."
Everyone started to think.
Kong Chen said: "Master Yan, you only have half an hour. I'm going to think about the topic first. If you have nothing to do, just sit down for a while, but don't disturb me at all. This guy Jie Siwen is too arrogant. I will definitely win." Him. Paralyzed, so crazy."
Yan Qi chuckled: "Whatever, you do whatever you want."
After the talents were briefly excited, they became silent and frowned in deep thought.
This determines whether they can be favored by beauties.
Because, although only one person can be Wu Meizhi's guest, very outstanding poems will definitely be promoted by the jury and will be read out in public at Luohuafang.
Such glory is the goal that scholars strive for.
As long as a poem can be passed down, reputation and status will follow.
With fame and status, won’t beauties come to you?
Although he is not Wu Meizhi, it is a good thing to be favored by a beautiful woman.
Everyone was thinking hard, lowering their heads, looking at the sky, breaking their fingers, or picking their feet.
All in all, they have different expressions and look very funny.
Among these people, there is only one outlier.
who?
Yan Qibei!
Everyone was thinking about it, but this guy had his legs crossed, sipping tea and humming to himself.
He looked at this, looked at that, and really had a good time.
In a flash, most of the time passed.
Jie Siwen slowly opened his eyes, his eyes shining, and a proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Seeing Kong Chen still frowning in deep thought, he showed a sarcastic smile: "You are indeed old. Looking at the melancholy talk, I am afraid that your mind is empty and you can't think of anything, right? Haha."
Kong Chen ignored him and continued to meditate.
Jie Siwen stared at Yan Qi again, who was free to talk: "Little book boy, why don't you meditate?"
Yan Qi smiled broadly: "Me? Do you still have to think about it?"
Jie Siwen's face was full of sarcasm: "That's right. With your knowledge, whether you think or not, it's all the same. You, you are indeed self-aware."
Yan Qixiao looked at Jie Siwen: "I have self-awareness, and my thoughts and desires are the same, so I don't think about it. But, someone doesn't have self-awareness."
Jie Siwen frowned: "Who? Who?"
Yan Qiyi pointed at Jie Siwen: "It's you."
Depend on!
Jie Siwen's face turned green: He was tricked by this guy again.
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