Who of you is here? Didn't you just click your thumbs in front of a few big guys, look familiar and then leave?
However, as a member of the younger generation, Wang Zi'an was able to sit there in a dignified manner, chatting and laughing with several big guys, and flirting with Miss Ling'er.
Cui Zihao felt that all his limelight had been stolen by that piece of shit.
Even the compliments and flattery from the younger brothers around me no longer taste good.
Zheng Guan and Lu Bowen also felt a little uncomfortable, especially when they saw that bitch sitting next to Miss Ling'er, they became even more unhappy.
I have already married two princesses at once, but I still don't know how to cherish my blessings and try to seduce Miss Ling'er. It is really abominable.
But they couldn't do anything.
However, they later discovered that, even more frustratingly, they had to write poetry.
Writing poems in front of Wang Zi'an...
When they thought of this, they unconsciously remembered the scene of the last poetry meeting. It was also a poetry gathering organized by the Kong family. When everyone was excitedly preparing to show off their talents, Wang Zi'an stole the spotlight with several poems in a row. Of course Wang Tong was humiliating himself, and his face was slapped so hard that everyone else was also disgraced. All their glory was robbed by the dog sitting in the pavilion.
If it were possible, everyone really didn’t want to write, or even come.
Can--
It's too late now!
The poetry meeting has progressed to this point, and everyone is already ready to take action.
Suddenly, the women over there had begun to finish their poems one after another and handed them over to the maids and servants waiting on the side. At this time, seeing that there was no movement here, I started to look this way frequently.
This is very embarrassing!
It doesn't matter if he can't compare with Wang Zi'an. If he is compared with these women again, he will be really shameless.
So, a group of people, I looked at you, you looked at me, in the end, although they were reluctant, they had to bite the bullet and hand over their poems to the maids and servants not far away.
Ten million alpacas roared past in my heart.
In the pavilion.
Looking at the young man below who was frowning, holding his hand and thinking repeatedly, unwilling to hand over the work to the maid and servant beside him, Li Gang couldn't help but narrowed his dim eyes, and a relieved smile appeared on his face. Looking around at the old friends, they stroked their beards and smiled.
"This group of young people is good, very good. They are not impatient, not hurried, and they are much calmer and more steady than the young people in previous poetry conferences -"
Kong Yingda, Yu Zhining and others couldn't help but nod.
Yes, this young generation is really good.
Look, how careful and careful -
This is the calming skill that the younger generation of scholars should have!
Several big bosses felt extremely satisfied.
At this time, people had begun to send poems over one after another. Kong Yingda glanced at several old friends with a smile.
"Since everyone is here, how about being a referee and seeing what refreshing works come out this year..."
"I knew I wouldn't get much leisure from coming here. Sure enough, you, a scoundrel, captured another strong man——"
Zhang Ruosu pointed at Kong Yingda, holding his beard and laughing.
Li Gang, Yu Zhining and others couldn't help laughing, complaining, but couldn't wait to reach out and grab the poem manuscript that had just been released. This is what I came here for today.
"Zian, don't you take a look?"
Kong Yingda looked at Wang Zi'an with a smile, and Wang Zi'an quickly shook his head.
"Forget it, forget it, the juniors are not very talented and have little knowledge, so they won't participate -"
"You——" Gu Han
Kong Yingda smiled and shook his head, ignoring him and looking down at the manuscript in his hand, while Wang Zi'an turned his head to admire the scenery outside the pavilion.
Little did he know that the scenery outside was also admiring him.
The Marquis of Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty was an unparalleled son.
Who among the young women of Chang'an wouldn't want to see the unique and independent style of the Marquis of Chang'an?
So, intentionally or unintentionally, everyone took two steps closer to this side, their eyes were like hooks, and they secretly glanced at Wang Zi'an from time to time.
It certainly lives up to its reputation!
No wonder His Majesty was willing to marry two princesses to him at the same time.
hansome!
So handsome!
At this time, when they saw Wang Zi'an looking towards him with a smile on his lips, they all looked back. Some simply lowered their heads and sniffed the peonies in front of them, but their eyes secretly moved to see if Wang Zi'an was paying attention to him.
Of course, there were also those who were hot-tempered and bold. When they saw Wang Zi'an looking towards them, they subconsciously puffed up their chests and looked back bravely.
Even if I couldn't marry such a handsome little scholar, I would still be willing to take another look at him and get along with him for a while.
When Wang Zian saw that there was a girl looking at him so fiercely, he immediately looked at her with interest. If he hadn't considered that Kong Ling'er was sitting next to her, he would have even wanted to go up and strike up a conversation.
Several people in the pavilion, including Kong Linger, after receiving the manuscript, were actually carefully reviewing the manuscript in the hands of the author, frowning slightly, trying to select outstanding works, but they did not pay much attention to Wang Zian. small movements.
But Cui Zihao, Zheng Guan and others are different.
They all watched eagerly, and naturally discovered Wang Zi'an's "sneaky" and despicable deeds at a glance.
Pooh--
Shameless, eating from the bowl, looking at the food from the pot, and flirting around!
This situation must not be allowed to develop.
Many people couldn't help but think to themselves.
Especially when he sees the girl he likes and looks at Wang Zi's bastard, his eyes almost sparkle with peach blossoms, this idea becomes more intense.
"Seniors, Miss Ling'er, reviewing manuscripts is boring, and Lu is not talented. I am willing to cleanse my hands and burn incense, and play a song for you to help you enjoy yourself. I don't know what you think..."
Just when everyone was struggling in their hearts and didn't know how to suppress the aura of Wang Zi'an, a thief, suddenly there was a burst of clear and relaxed laughter from the crowd.
Everyone's eyes suddenly lit up and they couldn't help but give high-fives.
Because the one who stood up at this time was the third son of the Lu family, Lu Qu and Lu Youping, known as the pipa master of Chang'an!
Although he doesn't want to admit it, Wang Zi'an, this thief, is indeed very powerful.
His poetry and articles are the best in Chang'an, his calligraphy and painting are unparalleled in ancient and modern times, and even his personal bravery is directly compared to that of King Zhao, which is frightening.
But who has ever heard that this thief is proficient in music?
No, never!
With this thief's love of showing off, if he was really proficient in music, how could he keep such a low profile?
so……
Thinking of this, Cui Zihao, Zheng Guan and others couldn't help but look at each other, with a hint of smile in their eyes.
Opportunity, isn't it coming now——
In the pavilion, several big bosses couldn't help but turn their heads when they heard this. When they saw it was Lu Youping, a smile suddenly appeared on their faces. Kong Yingda was stroking his beard happily and shaking his head.
"I have my wish, but I dare not ask for my ears——"
