After the applause ended, Xu Ang raised his head and looked into the air at a 45-degree angle, pretending to be cool for a while before he managed to utter a few words.
"My poem is called "Houju"!"
"The frost moistens the chrysanthemum fertilizer, and the fragrant buds bloom on the jade scarf. The chrysanthemums just opened last night, and in the morning the ground is covered with residual chrysanthemums!"
As soon as this poem came out, Fang Jun, who was drinking, couldn't help it!
Poof!
The wine in his mouth spurted out, almost making Xu Ang's anus wet.
My dear sister, I really can’t bear it anymore!
What kind of ghost poem is this?
One moment the chrysanthemum blooms, and the other moment the chrysanthemum dies!
Fang Jun couldn't help but think too much!
Could it be that people in ancient times were so good at playing?
But seeing Xu Ang glaring at him, Fang Jun could only hold back his smile and said: "Ahem, what a poem, what a poem..."
"However, I think this poem should not be called "The Back Chrysanthemum". It would be better to call it "The Back Garden Flower"."
Ding, the emotional value from Xu Ang is +699...
"Pfft!"
Yuchi Baolin and Cheng Chuliang didn't hold back and spurted out.
Xu Ang was not so lucky this time, and his buttocks were covered with the drinks sprayed by the two of them.
Then, one person, two people...
At first, everyone didn't understand it, but as some good people explained the dirty side, the whole place started laughing.
In the end, Xu Ang blushed.
He also suddenly realized it!
Indeed, the poem he just recited is indeed very easy to imagine.
But I can't deal with Fang Jun now. If I jump out now, wouldn't I be admitting that the poem I wrote contains those thoughts.
Once he is misunderstood by Miss Mingyue, the chance of today's meeting will be completely lost.
Fang Jun, who only knew how to wield a knife and a gun, obviously wanted to deliberately provoke himself.
Tolerate!
You must work hard to endure it!
Xu Ang could bear it, but Fang Jun couldn't bear it anymore and burst into laughter.
Ding, melon-eater A is in a happy mood, with a mood value of +99
Ding, melon-eating member B is in a happy mood, and his mood value is +69
Ding, the melon-eater C is in a happy mood and has an emotional value of +89.
…
After a while, almost everyone in the audience was impressed by Fang Jun.
It’s so cool! It’s so cool!
The emotional value suddenly increased by tens of thousands, and it was simply too cute.
He was about to stop teasing Xu Ang, but this guy didn't even care about his soaked clothes and just sat back down in a depressed manner.
Obviously, this guy doesn't want to care about himself!
Seeing this, Fang Jun smiled slightly, turned to look at Changsun Jun, and asked: "Hey, what do you think of this backyard flower compared to the pear flower you just played?"
"This poem is neatly aligned and has a profound charm. Although it is not a great poem, I like it very much!"
Changsun Jun obviously didn't want to offend Xu Ang, but he also didn't want to admit that he was inferior to others, so he just made a hasty comment.
Ouch, this guy is quite smooth!
Fang Jun laughed!
But he didn't want to let go of Changsun Jun.
"I didn't expect Brother Zhangsun to like the song "Back Garden Flowers" so much. It seems that you know a lot about chrysanthemums, so you think it has a profound charm. I admire it! I admire it!"
Ding, the emotional value from Changsun Jun is +999
Do you know much about chrysanthemums?
Deep in your sister?
Why did this sentence sound weird? He couldn't tell where to blame it.
Anyway, Changsun Jun felt very unhappy.
Just when Changsun Jun wanted to refute, Fang Jun ignored him at all. Instead, he turned to Xu Ang and asked, "Hey, Changsun Jun said he likes your anus. It seems you both have the same hobby!"
Ding, the emotional value from Xu Ang is +999...
There was another puff and another roar of laughter.
How can everyone not understand!
This Fang Jun is simply a stick, and his words are too irritating.
How can ordinary people endure it?
Even if some people didn't understand it just now, they understand it completely now.
Obviously, Fang Jun said that these two people are rabbit babies!
Combined with Xu Ang's poem just now, I can't help but laugh.
In this way, Changsun Jun and Xu Ang became pitiful children with the same illness.
Changsun Jun regrets it!
If I had known earlier, I would have said that this poem sucks!
The way he is now, no matter how much he defends himself, others will regard him as a bunny in the future!
"Everyone, please be quiet. Today I am using poetry to connect with friends, not to laugh at people. Please respect the poets!"
"The poem Young Master Xu just sang in the Back Courtyard..."Hout Ju", Mingyue thinks it's very good. It's indeed on par with the poem written by Young Master Changsun just now!"
Miss Mingyue came forward, and the whole scene quickly became quiet again.
Especially Xu Ang, his heart almost melted when he heard this gentle voice.
The unhappiness of being laughed at just now has been forgotten by now.
If I could exchange poems and songs with Miss Mingyue today, what would it be if I were laughed at?
"Thank you Miss Mingyue for the compliment, Xu Ang is so ashamed!" Xu Ang stood up and said politely.
As soon as he finished speaking, the maid came up and said, "Please Mr. Xu write the poem "Hou Ju" on the paper, and we will wait for a while to determine the final winner."
"Please wait!" Xu Ang was ecstatic and wrote the poem on the rice paper with a few strokes.
That proud look seemed like he had become the final winner.
The maid took back the rice paper, looked at the verses on it, and said, "Young master's handwriting is really good. If you dare to ask for your name, please sign it!"
"My surname is Xu Mingang, and my father is Xu Jingzong from Zhongshushe... Just write it down for me."
Xu Ang was a little angry. This maid actually didn't recognize him, Mr. Xu.
I had no choice but to announce my identity quickly and drag my father out to calm things down.
You know, eldest son Jun also announced his family status just now.
If he didn't retaliate, wouldn't he look inferior to others?
However, the effect of self-reporting is obviously very good.
Some people who were laughing just now stopped.
This is Young Master Xu!
My father was a great scholar among scholars and the emperor's secretary.
If there is no absolute background, who dares to mess with it?
They don't have a prime minister father like Fang Jun.
Especially those who laughed the most just now, quickly shrank their necks, for fear that Xu Ang would take notice of them.
Fortunately, Miss Mingyue on the stage came to their rescue.
"It turns out that you are the young master from Zhongshu Sheren. Mingyue is being polite. I didn't know you were Mr. Xu's young master just now. Please don't be offended!"
“Don’t blame those who don’t know!”
Hearing this, Xu Ang was immediately elated and waved his hand pretending to be generous.
"Brother Xu is really grand, admirable, really admirable!"
Suddenly, the sound of applause sounded again.
It turned out that Fang Jun was cheering loudly with Yuchi Baolin and Cheng Chuliang.
It's just that the three of them had mouths full of food, obviously they didn't mean what they said.
Ding, the emotional value from Xu Ang is +599
I am getting close to Miss Mingyue, what are you guys doing with your sticks?
Just as they were about to tell Fang Jun and others to shut up, the Mingyue girl took over: "May I ask if the person who took the lead in applauding is the consort who has just been married to Princess Gaoyang?"
"Uh, talk to me?" Fang Jun swallowed the meat in his mouth, picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine, then burped and asked.
