Yuan Bao walked up to Jie Jie Sanjia and waved his greeting: "Is this Jie Jie Yuan? Yuan Bao wishes you well."
Xie Sanjia said: "You're welcome, Miss Yuanbao, do you recognize me?"
Yuan Bao said crisply: "Xie Jieyuan is the greatest talent in the world. He won three yuans in a row, which shocked the government and the public. Yuan Bao was astonished as a heavenly being. How could he not recognize him?"
Jie Sanjia's face was radiant: "Those are all false reputations. I am satisfied to be so appreciated by Miss Yuanbao. Moreover, I came here to seek talents, not to hunt for beauty. I heard that Miss Wu Meizhi's talent is famous far and wide, especially Come and ask for advice..."
Yuan Bao smiled slightly and accepted Xie Sanjia's poem before he finished speaking: "Yuan Bao retreated first."
"Hey, okay, step back. We'll see you later."
Jie Sanjia was boasting and wanted to say a few more words, but unexpectedly Yuanbao twisted his butt and turned around to leave.
It felt like she was doing it on purpose or unintentionally.
Anyway, it felt weird.
Jie Sanjia wanted to say something nice, so he used the topic to praise Yuan Bao and Wu Meizhi, but he hit a snag just halfway through his words.
Xie Sanjia had a smile on his face, but he was a little unhappy in his heart.
Jie Siwen came over, staring at Yuanbao's upturned buttocks with evil eyes, lowering his voice and whispering to Jie Sanjia: "This Yuanbao is quite attractive, Jie Jieyuan, don't worry, when the time comes, you will win the jackpot, Wu Meizhi can't run away. Just leave this ingot to me. I've already taken the medicine. I'll be on the bed later and kill her until she can't live or die. I'll let her scream all night long."
Jie Sanjia smiled gloomily: "Cousin, leave some of your medicine for me. I am determined to get it, Wu Meizhi."
Yuan Bao finally walked up to Yan Qi: "Master, is your masterpiece finished? Yuan Bao is leaving."
Jie Siwen came over again: "Miss Yuanbao, why are you doing this? This guy is just a book boy. He has never even read the Four Books and Five Classics. What kind of poetry can he do? Ligerel? Haha, I don't think he can even write a limerick. .”
Yuan Bao ignored Xie Siwen and looked at Yan Qi, who was writing quickly: "Master, if you haven't finished writing, Yuan Bao can wait for a while, but you can't delay it for too long."
Yan Qi looked back and blinked at Yuan Bao: I thought this little girl was really nice to me. Could it be that she was trying to strike up a conversation with me.
Yuan Bao was shocked by Yan Qi's eyes, his cheeks were flushed, he was as shy as an inexperienced little girl, his face was as red as drunk, and he leaned over to take a closer look.
"Don't look."
Yan Qi laughed, randomly balled up the small pieces of paper, and threw them into Yuan Bao's hands: "Take it, this is my 'masterpiece'."
In fact, he has already finished writing it and is just showing it off here.
Yuan Bao looked at the ball of rice paper in his hand, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
People's poems are all very strict, for fear of making wrinkles that will affect the young lady's perception, and they strive to leave a good impression.
This young man is lucky, a good piece of rice paper actually turned into a ball. Alas, all my hard work was really in vain.
Jie Siwen became more enthusiastic again: "Oh, oh, you are a broken person. I can understand it. It would be good if you, an unlearned loser like you, can read and write. As for writing poetry, haha, unless The sun rises from the west."
After ridiculing Yan Qi, he showed off to Yuan Bao: "Miss Yuan Bao, my name is Jie Siwen, I have won the imperial examination, and I am a famous water transport tycoon in the capital. Come, this is a string of top-quality pearl necklaces. This is a small gift, but it is not respectful."
Yuan Bao just glanced at the pearl necklace and smiled faintly: "I like elegance and don't like to wear accessories. Yuan Bao can't bear such an expensive necklace."
After saying that, he bowed gently to Yan Qi and said, "Master, I won't say goodbye to you. I wish you a good wife, a good baby, and happiness in the world."
She didn't say goodbye or anything like that.
Because, she felt that although this book boy was handsome and heroic, which made her heart move, but his knowledge could not be false at all. There were many talented people here, and there were many talented people here. Not to mention that this book boy was not proficient in literature and ink. Even if he was proficient in literature and ink, he would not be able to pass the test. Achieve good results in order.
Since there are no good results, there is no way to talk about goodbye.
Because there is no chance to meet at all.
Yan Qi waved to Yuan Bao: "Thank you, I will find a good wife, preferably as beautiful as you."
"whee!"
Yuan Bao waved his little hands, waisted his body, got off the boat, and gradually went away.
"Hey, this... this little girl, why is she so caring about that shabby book boy, but she doesn't show any kindness to me? Is it just because that book boy is so handsome that she makes me so angry?"
Jie Siwen was very angry, put away the necklace, and cursed secretly: "Smelly Yuanbao, why are you pretending to be noble?" You're obviously a prostitute, but you still dare to treat me so politely? Who do you think you are?
Wait and see how I torture you until you cry and beg for mercy when I sleep with you.
Kong Chen looked at Yuan Bao's back with admiration, and said to Yan Qi: "Although this little girl is born in the mud, she is not stained. She has a treasure in front of her, but she abandons it like a pair of worn shoes. What ordinary woman can do that?"
Yan Qi nodded: "Master Kong Chen is absolutely right. The little maids are clean and not demonic. Miss Wu Meizhi must be even more noble and reclusive."
Kong Chen winked at Yan Qi: "Why do I feel that Yuan Bao is very interesting to you?"
"What's the meaning?"
"What else could it mean? The way Yuan Bao looks at you is like water, full of twists and turns, and full of affection."
"Lord Kong Chen, you also know that I am a girl killer. When a young girl sees me, she will not be able to move, and will not be able to throw herself into my arms. I can't even push her away."
"Ahem, let me tell you, can we brag more reliably?"
"No, Jie Siwen and Jie Yuan can boast more than me. I have to learn from them, learn that shameless spirit of begging for nothing."
When everyone heard this, they burst into laughter.
Jie Sanjia and Xie Siwen listened, their faces turned red and white, and they were so angry that they couldn't refute.
They can only wait.
Waiting for the poems to be selected by Wu Meizhi, it would be a good idea to show off one's power.
After a long time, the fireworks bloomed.
Everyone stared.
"Let's put on the fireworks. The results are about to come out. Look quickly."
Yuan Bao stood on the third floor platform and said to everyone: "The first-class poems have been selected. Please take a look."
A ten-meter-long colorful wave fluttered in the wind, shining brightly under the illumination of the bright lanterns.
Yuan Bao said loudly: "The end of the first class: Mr. Jie Siwen's masterpiece, please appreciate it."
Everyone looked at Caipiao and couldn't help but chant.
"The clouds are calm and the rain is misty, and the wind is rustling in the sky. The cruise ship stops at the ancient temple and everyone gathers to chat."
"Hey, it's really a good poem. Jie Siwen deserves to be from Juren's background. The poems he created have an ancient charm and are really talented and interesting."
"That's right, the third son of Jiemen is well-deserved."
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Jie Siwen was particularly proud. He raised his tail to the sky and looked at Kong Chen with a smile: "Master Kong Chen, did you see it? My poem has been selected for the first class. How about it? Is it very strong? Do you accept it? Is it okay if you don't accept it?" "
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Thanks to the two brothers, the best young man and the night long chicken man, for their monthly votes, I will give you a 666.
