Chapter 402
Although the crowd of onlookers probably guessed that the young man in the middle was Zhou Buan, but in order not to interfere with the competition, everyone still obeyed the order, but quietly surrounded the circle a little tighter, and he couldn't be allowed to run away for a while.

But after hearing the news, more and more people came here, including fans of Zhou Buan, and some who happened to be nearby to join in the fun, and the media arrived one after another, and the crowd began to commotion.

"Quiet! Quiet! If this happens again, we will evacuate!"

Sure enough, everyone immediately quieted down when they heard it. Although the police uncle really wanted to watch Zhou or pretend to be a slap in the face, he still had to do his job well. It was the Spring Festival, and no one wanted to see accidents happen.

After several questions in a row, the stick was completely defeated, and seeing more and more people, and those long guns and short cannons aimed at him and others, Li Zhiyu was sweating profusely!
I can't lose!I shoulder the face of all the literati in our big stick Republic of China!Behind me are the expectations of my teachers and seniors!

"Little brother, if you lose another question, you will be stripped!"

Fat brother, who had already won six rounds in a row, was talking, his eyes still sizing up Li Zhiyu's next three lanes from time to time, making Li Zhiyu's hair stand on end. Could this "monster" opposite him be a pervert? !

"The next question is fine wine!"

"Golden cups of fine wine, thousands of people's blood, jade plates of delicacies, thousands of people's ointment, people's tears when the candles fall, and the singing is loud, and the complaints are loud."

Li Zhiyu is very sure to win this question. This poem is his teacher, the professor of the Department of Literature of Hanbang University, and the famous poet Pu Xiangli of Bangzi Country, which has not been released to the public!

"Return thousands of people's blood? After all, it is a small country with few people, and the situation is a little bit worse!"

Fat brother's mouth is not hurting people is not happy.

You dare to imitate others and write about fine wine, you probably don't know that there is a very powerful alcoholic among our poets in China!

"Don't you see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning.

See you, Gaotangmingjing has white hair in sorrow, and the morning is like blue silk and snow in the evening.

Life is full of joy, so that the gold is empty for the moon.

I am born to be useful, and come back when my wealth is gone.

……

In ancient times, the saints and sages were lonely, and only the drinkers kept their names.

In the old days, Wang Chen feasted and fought for peace and joy.

What is the master's word for less money, you have to sell to the king.

Five-flowered horses, thousands of gold, Hu'er will exchange fine wines, and sell eternal sorrows with you! "

"Okay! A knot of pride makes people unable to appreciate every single word!"

Fat Brother had just finished reciting "Will Enter the Wine", when he saw a gray-haired, bookish old man in the crowd of onlookers take the lead and shouted.

And the group of young people who were arguing with Bangziguo just now are all around him, they look like the old man's students.

The fat brother cupped his fists to thank the old man, imitating the way in the film and television drama, but the old man also folded his hands and bowed back in a slightly saluted shape.

"Have you seen it, friends! The anchor said that this must be Fat Brother! Hearing that sentence, I am born to be useful! This sentence was posted by Fat Brother on Weibo before, so I said I am I met Fat Brother! My luck..."

A guy in the crowd holding a selfie stick bluffed loudly into his phone.

It may be that the anchor's voice was too loud, and the girl who was acting as a translator in the crowd heard it. She was surprised and hurriedly took out her mobile phone to search, and sure enough, this sentence was "published" on Weibo!

So she hurriedly reported her "significant discovery" to Li Zhiyu, who was pale-faced, in a low voice. When Dabinglian heard it, his face, which was still so pale just now, immediately turned red as if someone had slapped his ear, and his complexion was so good !

"You lost this round, because you plagiarized lines from other people's published poems in this poem!"

Li Zhiyu seemed to be on a roller coaster, just now he wanted to pretend to be dizzy, but the road turned around, his face was full of complacency.

"Who did I copy?"

Fat Brother looked at the crowd next to him in a daze and asked.

"Brother Fat, you have posted on Weibo before that I am born to be useful!"

Qiu Zhou immediately yelled to help the idol.

"Huh? You all recognize me? Clever! Then I'll take it off, it's so boring to wear it all the time."

As soon as Fat Brother took off his mask, the crowd all around immediately "coaxed" and exploded!
Hearing others say that person is Zhou Borai, and confirming with his own eyes that he is Zhou Borai, there is still a big difference between the two. The screams of Fat Brother’s fans in the crowd immediately made the police uncle vigilant. Judging from their experience Well, the most likely time for a stampede to happen is when these groupies who have lost their minds meet their idols.

Just as the police uncle was about to isolate the crowd, he heard Zhou Buan shouted loudly in the field, and the candied haws in the hands of a melon-eating crowd fell to the ground in fright...

"Quiet! Everyone be quiet! Don't blame me for beating up whoever is bluffing!"

The eyeballs of those media almost fell to the ground, is this what a star should say!

But the strange thing is that those fans still prefer to follow him, and they survived after hearing him swearing.

"Didn't you see so many old people and children! What if you hurt someone! Last time I told you that those things were all in vain, right? , why is this! ah?"

Fat brother even uttered swear words, which shows that he is really a little angry.

But don't say it, this effect is much stronger than the police uncle's yelling. Those die-hard fans in the crowd who wanted to pounce on heard the words and quieted down a little embarrassedly, and even lowered their heads and dared not look at Fat Brother.

"Comrade police, can we continue this competition?"

The fat brother smiled and asked a policeman beside him who had just rushed up to protect him to retreat.

"OK, continue!"

An older policeman next to him answered firmly.

"Thank you!"

Otherwise, this week is really interesting.

Several policemen looked at Zhou Buran's figure and thought in unison.

And the old man who was protected by the students on the sidelines kept nodding his head, and even wanted to ask Zhou Oran to give a lesson to the students in the department. I don't know if he would agree.

"Let's continue, let's say you won this round, it doesn't look good if you lose too often, doesn't it?"

The fat brother walked to the center of the venue carelessly and said to Li Zhiyu.

"What do you mean? I won by my ability!"

Li Zhiyu was not happy when he heard Fat Brother's words. The female translator who was with him just now told him that this "rival" is actually a star in China, no wonder there are so many media.

But this is even better, if I beat him, then I will be treated like a hero after returning to China!

At this time, Li Zhiyu is still dreaming.

"as long as you are happy."

Fat Brother's indifferent tone made Li Zhiyu feel like his mind was blown...

Li Zhiyu took a deep breath, told himself not to be affected, forced a smile and said: "The next question is difficult, do you know Yuefu Poetry, this question is Yuefu Poetry! The content is not limited!"

"Hey, you know Yuefu poems! Hurry up, I'm so curious about what your pirated Yuefu poems say."

Li Zhiyu: Don't listen to bastard chanting scriptures...

"Why don't you come first?"

Li Zhiyu was eaten to death from the beginning to the end, his poems were better than others, and he couldn't even argue with him. He especially wanted to see this guy named Zhou Buan make a fool of himself.

Although Li Zhiyu felt that the possibility of composing a Yuefu poem on the spot was very small, he was really scared by Zhou Oron. Just in case, he didn't give Zhou Oron any time to prepare, so Li Zhiyu asked Zhou Oron to come first.

"Ah!"

The corner of Fat Brother's mouth rose slightly, and he didn't look at Li Zhiyu again.

The bastard!What does his smile mean, is he laughing at me!

Li Zhiyu is really a glass heart, a smile that seems normal to the crowd becomes a mockery of him in his eyes.

Seeing that the fat guy didn’t come here with his mouth open like before, there was gradually a "buzzing" discussion in the crowd, and the white-haired old man outside the venue also frowned. The background and solid foundation, Zhou is not, alas...

(End of this chapter)

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