Hearing this, Su Dongchu immediately shrank his head in fright, and his lofty ideals disappeared in an instant.
He is not afraid of anyone but his own sister.
Inexplicably scared!
"Brother-in-law, I will listen to you."
Su Dongchu sat down honestly, thought for a moment and asked, "Brother-in-law, when you say you are number one in the world, does that mean the same as my status in the academy?"
Jiang Yifeng asked curiously: "What is your status in the school?"
"Boss!"
Su Dongchu's tail was raised to the sky, and he said proudly: "It doesn't matter who they are, they are all rubbish in my eyes. I don't mean one person, I mean all the classmates."
Damn it!
This sentence sounds so familiar, but you don’t know...
Jiang Yifeng was slightly surprised, then continued: "Yes, you must have this kind of self-confidence. No matter who they are, they are trash in your eyes, and all of them are trash."
"this……"
Su Dongchu laughed sarcastically and said, "Brother-in-law, if you ask me to fight, I'm not afraid of them, but if you ask me to write poetry, I'll show my cowardice."
"You are a poet, why do you show your timidity?"
"The problem is that I am not a poet!"
"I said you are what you are."
"I feel it would be more reliable to tell my sister and husband that I have contracted the cold."
"Believe it or not, even if you are too sick to get out of bed, your sister can carry you there."
"..."
Su Dongchu thought about his elder sister's style of doing things and couldn't help but shudder.
My brother-in-law was right. Even if he was too sick to get out of bed, my elder sister would carry him to the Zhongyuan Poetry Festival.
"Brother-in-law, what should I do?"
"I told you, as long as you do as I say, you will pass smoothly."
"All right!"
Su Dongchu also saw that he couldn't hide anymore, so he could only nod helplessly.
Next, it’s training time.
"You have to remember what the image of Shixian is: arrogant, bold, arrogant, and proud... In short, deep down in your heart, you don't look down on other people."
"Never look directly at other people, because they don't deserve it. You have to squint...not just squint, but also squint with disdain..."
"You must drink when the time comes, but not completely drunk, otherwise you will forget everything. It is best to be 70% drunk... A man who is 70% drunk will act until you cry..."
"Don't be too deliberate when throwing the wine glass, be more free and easy..."
"You must stand up and recite the poem in a loud voice..."
"You can't memorize it in one breath. You have to pretend to think about it, and you have to let others lick it... No, give other people time to praise you."
…
…
Jiang Yifeng is a director, so even if Su Dongchu is acting for the first time, after nearly a day of training, he still looks good.
evening.
Su Yingxue came over and knocked on the door gently, "Dong Chu, are you ready?"
Waited for a few seconds and didn't hear any response.
When Su Yingxue saw this, she planned to knock on the door again.
But at this moment, the door opened by itself, and Su Dongchu walked out.
At some point, Su Dongchu had changed into a white robe. He still looked handsome, but his face was still a little childish.
"Dongchu, what's wrong with your eyes?" Su Yingxue asked worriedly when she saw Su Dongchu squinting at her the whole time.
"shallow!"
Su Dongchu glanced at Su Yingxue out of the corner of his eye, then ignored her and strode out.
"???"
Su Yingxue was full of questions at first, and then she had the idea of teaching Su Dongchu a lesson to let him know how powerful she was as a sister.
However, she thought about it and felt that the Zhongyuan poems at night were more important, so she held back her anger.
He is still a child.
Not familiar with him.
Even if they want to fight, they have to wait until the end of the Zhongyuan Poetry Fair.
After thinking about this, Su Yingxue finally relaxed her emotions and looked at Jiang Yifeng who was following behind.
"Why are you wearing the clothes of a book boy?"
Su Yingxue frowned again when she saw Jiang Yifeng's clothes.
Although Jiang Yifeng is the son-in-law, he is also the master of the family, but the book boy is the servant's clothes. Wearing the book boy's clothes means lowering one's status.
"You do not understand!"
Jiang Yifeng imitated Su Dongchu's example, glanced sideways at Su Yingxue, and then shouted flatteringly: "Master, wait for me."
After saying that, Jiang Yifeng chased after him, and he looked somewhat similar to a real book boy.
In fact, he was right, Su Yingxue really didn't understand.
As a director, he naturally has to witness his work with his own eyes, and video recording is not possible in this world, so he can only participate in person.
So he, the director, made a friendly appearance and played the role of a passerby.
"..."
Su Yingxue froze on the spot, her anger on the verge of erupting, but she held it back in the end.
The Zhongyuan Poetry Club is more important.
I don't know much about either of them.
Even if you want to kill them, you have to wait until the end of the Zhongyuan Poetry Conference.
Taking a deep breath, Su Yingxue followed.
Those who participate in the Zhongyuan Poetry Festival can bring their family members. Su Yingxue is the only one in the Su family, so she is naturally qualified to participate.
…
Today's Zhuangyuan Building is very lively. Not only is it full of people inside, but there are also a large number of scholars outside.
Although these scholars are not qualified to participate in the Zhongyuan Poetry Festival, they feel lucky to be able to go and see it.
If you can hear a poem by a famous person for the first time, you will be so excited that you can't sleep for days and nights.
Somewhat similar to fans going to a concert.
Call...
At this moment, a carriage pulled by five horses stopped at the entrance of the Zhuangyuan Building.
"This... this is the carriage of the Sheriff. I didn't expect that the Sheriff would also come to participate in the Zhongyuan Poetry Festival this year, but... can he compose poetry?"
"He is the county guard. Even if he can't compose poetry, he is still qualified to participate in this poetry meeting."
"Another carriage is here, and it's the Zhao family's carriage... Although the Zhao family can only use one horse to pull it according to regulations, their horse is a Dawan horse. Only the Zhao family has such financial resources."
"If nothing else, the person participating in the Zhongyuan Poetry Society is Zhao Bingfang. He is one of the four great talents in Su City. There is no reason why he should not come to participate."
"Look, another carriage is coming. This...whose carriage is this?"
"I know most of the families in Su City who are eligible to participate in the Zhongyuan Poetry Society. I have never seen this carriage before."
"The curtain opened, my God, she is so beautiful. She is Su Yingxue, the most beautiful woman in Su City... But, aren't women not allowed to participate in the Zhongyuan Poetry Club?"
"Look at the back of Su Yingxue. If nothing unexpected happens, the person participating in this poetry meeting is her brother Su Dongchu. She only participated as a family member."
"His younger brother is just that little brat. I doubt whether he can compose poetry, so what qualifications does he have to participate in the Zhongyuan Poetry Society?"
"You don't know, right now, Su Dongchu was recommended by the Master of Yuelu Academy, and he is very valuable."
Hearing this, everyone looked at Su Dongchu again.
Perhaps it was because of Master's recommendation that when everyone looked at Su Dongchu this time, their feelings were completely different from before.
"This kid is extraordinary."
"How can you tell that he is unusual?"
"Didn't you notice that he didn't even look at us during the whole process? This is called arrogance. Only those who are truly capable can have this kind of confidence."
"That makes sense."
Hearing this explanation, the other scholars nodded in agreement.
