I, Hu Hansan, am back!
Wang Zi'an straightened his back and clasped his hands behind his back, with a calm look on his handsome face. However, his eyes secretly glanced at the crowd in front of him, scanning the faces of Wang Tong and the other guys who were crowding him one by one.
Fortunately, he didn't know that everyone was jealous of him, otherwise he would have dared to directly take Miss Kong Ling'er's little hand and make them explode on the spot, turning them all into lemon essence.
Now, when he saw Wang Tong and others with livid faces, frustrated and helpless expressions that wanted to vomit blood, his mood suddenly became much more beautiful.
I just like the way you can't stand me but are helpless!
"I invite Kong to offer wine, and to the waiter, Miss Ling'er, please give me some advice——"
As the representative of the young students gathered today, Cui Zihao, who has a round figure and an agile mind, respectfully presented everyone's poems. After saying that, he smiled particularly friendly at Kong Ling'er and acted calmly, showing the demeanor of a young man from an aristocratic family.
It was handed in pretty quickly!
If you have the ability, you can try writing 800 words!
The chubby man in front of him had such a stinking look on his face that Wang Zian couldn't help but complain in his heart.
Kong Yingda took the manuscript and nodded slightly, but his immediate actions almost shocked everyone's eyes!
With everyone looking around, Kong Yingda turned to Yu Ningzhi beside him and smiled.
"Zhong Mi, since this question was asked by little friend Zian, how about we just stay lazy and leave the comment to little friend Wang?"
As soon as Kong Yingda said this, the crowd was in an uproar.
The poem I wrote was the title of the pretty boy in front of me?
He is just a dropout from a county school. How can he be so virtuous and capable? Why is he qualified to give everyone questions?
Everyone felt like they had eaten a dead fly, feeling unspeakably uncomfortable. It would be fine if it was the girl Kong Ling'er who looked like a fairy. Everyone laughed happily, "What kind of thing is this Wang Zi'an!"
He is an unknown person, a loser who has not even finished a county school, and yet he is asked to comment on his own poems. How is he qualified?
For face?
Especially Wang Tong and others, they were almost so aggrieved that they vomited blood.
This country bumpkin, a scumbag, who used to have a flattering look in his eyes when he saw him, why should he do that!
Even Cui Zihao, who has a round figure and easy-going temperament, looks a little uneasy this time. Hasn't the limelight of himself and others been suppressed by this pretty boy in front of him?
Kong Jijiu's poetry meeting today was just to support and pave the way for this pretty boy?
It is not uncommon among these wealthy families and dignitaries to pave the way for future generations. In the past, everyone was happy to see the results. Today you praise me, tomorrow I will praise you, everyone understands this tacitly, but you can pave the way for your own children, but stepping on everyone else to get to the top is a bit too much.
At a certain moment, Cui Zihao even had the urge to throw away his sleeves.
But when he saw Yu Zhining nodding in approval, he slowly suppressed the impulse in his heart.
Who in the entire Tang Dynasty does not know the temper of Mr. Zhining?
His temper was so stubborn and stubborn that even the current prince could not hold his head up due to his training. Now that even he readily agrees, is there really something surprising about this Prince An?
However, this Wang Zi'an, as long as he has a little bit of self-awareness, he should know what to do. Is this poetry review something he can do in his capacity?
Cui Zihao's mind wandered, and he glanced at Wang Tong, who had just had a conflict with Prince An. Seeing that Wang Tong's face was livid at this time, as if he had eaten a fly, a smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of his mouth, and he whispered in a low voice that seemed true and false.
"Brother Wang, I didn't expect that you actually have such an amazing and talented classmate. You can be admired by Kong Jijiu and Yu Zhanshi at the same time. It's really enviable. After today, I think you will definitely become famous and surpass everyone. Peers—"
"I bother!"
Wang Tong could no longer hold back the frustration in his heart and spat viciously.
"He's so talented and so handsome! When he was in the county school, he was just mediocre. If the old master from the county school hadn't taken a fancy to his pretty face and wanted to recruit a son-in-law for his daughter, just because he's a country boy You are a country bumpkin, and you may not even be able to pass the county school exam!"
"Brother Wang, is this true? Then why did Wang Zi'an get the favor of Kong Jijiu and Yu Zhanshi? Could it be that this Wangzi An used some shady means to defraud Kong Jijiu and Yu Zhanshi? trust?"
Cui Zihao looked stunned and showed an incredible expression.
When Wang Tong heard this, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and a trace of unwillingness and struggle appeared on his face. Cui Zihao clicked to the end, and then his eyes flashed at Wang Zi'an who was standing next to Kong Yingda, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.
The introduction has been buried, it depends on whether the prince knows how to promote it.
You idiot, do you really think that you can win the hearts of beauties with a pretty face and cling to Kong Jijiu, and that you can step on top of these people's heads and rise to the top?
It’s so whimsical and idiotic!
If he really knew how to advance and return, the reputation of Youkong Jijiu and Yu Zhanshi would be maintained here. He might as well support one or two in the future and carry them around as a decoration. If he didn't know how to promote, today would be the beginning of his reputation being ruined and reduced to a joke. !
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Let me taste it?
I'm afraid you don't know that I didn't get any marks in poetry appreciation in my previous life!
Wang Zi'an complained in his heart.
But the tiger will never fall.
Looking at Kong Yingda and Yu Zhining with expectant faces, then at the pretty lady with expectant eyes, and at Wang Tong and others who looked like they had eaten shit, Wang Zi'an nodded calmly.
"In that case, it's okay——"
Seeing that Wang Zi'an actually dared to take the manuscript, Cui Zihao couldn't help but shrink his eyes slightly, and a trace of shame and anger flashed in his eyes.
How did Wang Zi'an know that these passers-by had so many inner dramas. He casually flipped through the poem manuscript in his hand, pouting secretly as he flipped through it.
Sure enough, the scores given by the Chinese teacher in my previous life were reliable. Even if I traveled to the Tang Dynasty, I still wouldn't be able to understand this damn thing!
However, before he could finish flipping through the pages, he heard a sneer from the crowd.
"It's so ridiculous to pretend - Wang Zi'an, others don't know your details, but I, Wang Tong, know everything."
At this time, do you still dare to come out?
very nice!
Wang Zi'an glanced at him in surprise, a smile appeared on his lips, and he shook his head slightly in a certain direction in the crowd.
Although everyone was a little unhappy with Kong Yingda's move and disliked Wang Zi'an, everyone really didn't expect that someone would slap him in the face on the spot.
At this time, he was suddenly filled with joy.
Brother Wang, come on!
Fuck this nasty pretty boy!
