I went viral when I attended my ex-girlfriend's wedding

Chapter 494

"Next, it's your turn"

The atmosphere in the venue was warm and shocking.

First came the applause.

The applause is all praise.

After you have finished praising, you still need to analyze.

Layer upon layer.

a time.

Everyone's eyes couldn't be moved away from Dad Yu.

And what about Lin Hao after finishing.

Then he walked up to Zhang Qi specifically to remind him.

Three poems.

Make sense.

He wasn't done yet.

Think of Li Bai's heroic and passionate poems about drinking wine.

This is what he took out.

It is still far from the highest state of pretentiousness.

Not to mention 100% replica.

Now that it's done.

You have to imitate [-]% to be decent.

So at this moment, Lin Hao still hoped that brother Zhang Qi would continue to stand up and support himself for a while.

It would be best to create an evenly matched situation.

He might as well come up with excellent works himself.

Or just ask Master Yuan to continue to be partial.

Give him another chance.

Play play.

Try to get it right in one step.

He directly gave his father-in-law the throne of poetry.

why not.

at the moment.

Lin Hao wanted to cover everything.

But how could Zhang Qi be willing to do it?

to him!
Listen.

These three words are so sweet and familiar.

once Upon a time.

He was also eager to appear on stage only after being invited by others.

What a face.

And he has received more praises.

But today.
This sentence seems to have changed.

More like a passport to the abyss.

It was prohibitive.

A series of shocking works.

Zhang Qi has been completely scared out of his wits.

Now he doesn't even come forward to recite poems.

Both legs were weak and swayed.

Can't move at all.

These three poems were written by the other party's father.

Like a big mountain.

Pressed on his chest and unable to breathe.

on?
how to get on
Do you want to humiliate yourself?
He is confident.

But not an idiot.

This is the case.

Stop talking about him.

It was teacher Yuan Dajun who took action.

None of it has any effect.

Who will die!

No kidding at all.

What is the use of this famous poet or that famous lyricist?

In the face of absolute strength.

Qualifications are all for show.

Anyone who can write a work of the same quality as this in his life is considered to be the best.

Zhang Qi knows that he cannot do it now.

Rather than go up and embarrass yourself.

It's better to let go quickly.

Leave yourself the last bit of dignity.

This is the best policy!

"I give up on this one!"

Say this in front of people who can't stand it.

Zhang Qi also exhausted all his strength.

Since joining the literary circle.

He has never been truly afraid of anyone.

Even peers.

Or an elder.

I can follow along and break it off.

And in terms of poetry.

It has always been an advantage.

But who would have thought that today he would not only be defeated in the field he was best at.

There is no chance of reversal.

The gap is huge.

The pride in his heart was directly smashed to pieces.

"Uh, admit defeat? Stop doing it?"

Lin Hao was stunned for a while.

It was indeed his original intention to win by crushing.

But I didn't expect that the opponent would give up the game directly.

There is no comparison.

A one-man show is not interesting.

Hey.

I knew earlier.

You should let the other party go first.

He said this carelessly.

But Zhang Qi heard something intentional.

I just felt like I was being ridiculed.

His whole face turned red instantly.

"If you have the ability, don't fight dad. How about a match with me in person?"

Zhang Qi gritted his teeth and said: "If you win, I will give you this "Small Wind River Bank Picture". If you lose, give me the inkstone your father won. How about it?"

"Compared to me?"

Lin Hao's eyes lit up.

"Yes, I will compare with you."

Zhang Qi nodded heavily.

It has fallen to the point where it is now.

speak up.

It's all this bastard's fault.

Isn't it just because he has a talented father?

Without the support of the other party.

This guy is pretty much a piece of shit.

Even if you use half your brain.

It's enough to kill the opponent instantly.

"never mind."

Lin Hao thought about it.

But he shook his head.

"how?"

Zhang Qi sneered and sneered directly: "If you don't fight your father, you dare not? How old are you, you haven't been weaned yet, have you?"

"That's not true. Mainly because I haven't dabbled in this area. I really don't know how. Do you think this will work? Let my wife compete with you. She often reads books."

Lin Hao nodded and said, "I think it's more than enough for her to deal with someone like you."

"Your wife? She often reads? Is she more than enough to deal with me?"

heard.

Veins appeared on Zhang Qi's forehead.

Almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"Yes, my daughter-in-law, how about it? Are you afraid? Or you can only bully Xiaobai, who doesn't understand anything."

Lin Hao's expression was serious.

Talking.

He even waved to Yu Lanxin and called her over.

"What's wrong?" Yu Lanxin asked curiously.

"fine."

Lin Hao smiled and said, "I'll let you compare your poems with this fellow passerby."

"Shall I compete with him?"

Yu Lanxin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What are you going to do again?"

"Do nothing."

Lin Hao winked at her: "Let's buy some goods for our dad."

Yu Lanxin was confused when she heard this.

Although I don't know what he thinks.

But I didn’t refuse it.

Here.

The corners of Zhang Qi's mouth twitched again.

Passers-by?You are the passerby.

Your whole family is a passerby.

His famous name is Zhang Qi!
Do you know that people give you the nickname 'Mr. Zhang Xiao'?
"it is good!"

Oh shit.

To be insulted like this.

Tolerable or unbearable.

Even if the opponent is a female.

Zhang Qi can't control so much anymore.

He slammed the table and said loudly: "It's a competition, it's your choice, a gentleman!"

"It's hard to chase a horse!"

Lin Hao quickly cooperated.

The sudden movement they made here.

In an instant, everyone else's attention was diverted from Dad Yu.

Everyone's eyes were filled with confusion.

I don’t understand why Zhang Qi slapped the table when he was so good.

what's the situation?
"I surrender this game."

I saw Zhang Qi took a deep breath and raised his hands to Yuan Dajun and the judges: "But please help the teachers to bear witness to the students. I want to talk to this friend..."

Halfway through.

Suddenly stuck.

The judges and everyone looked at him curiously.

Lin Hao was speechless.

It's really macho to give back guys.

Even such a sentence is incomplete.

"Let's have a poetry competition with this friend's lover, and the bet is the jackpot prize we both won!" Zhang Qi finally gritted his teeth and said it.

Whoa!
The whole audience went into a frenzy!
what?
Zhang Qi wants to compete in poetry with this little brother’s lover?
There's nothing wrong with their ears, right?

Or is the other party talking nonsense?
Two people who can't be beaten with eight poles.

Why did he deal with it directly?

It’s just a real comparison.

Some of the old players in the field should be your target, Zhang Qi, right?
the other side.

Dad Yu and others were also confused.

good end.

Why is Lan Xin compared with Zhang Qi?

"Zhang Qi, what are you messing around with?" Yuan Dajun reprimanded him immediately.

"Students are not messing around."

Zhang Qi felt aggrieved, but he could only hold on and said: "I also hope that a few teachers can help judge the merits of the poems written by both of us."

"Zhang Qi!"

There was anger in Yuan Dajun's tone.

He seemed very dissatisfied with his behavior.

Let's talk about competition.

No problem in his mind.

But you compare with that kid.

What's the deal with his lover?
Isn't it a shame to win or lose?

Has your brain been kicked by a donkey?

What are you thinking?

However, Zhang Qi couldn't listen to Yuan Dajun's words now.

He was severely damaged by a few poems edited by Yu.

Now I'm being insulted by this bastard again.

This place.

Whatever you say, you have to get it back.

Even if the opponent is the other person's lover.

Even if you are not understood.

Even if it's a loss of face.

It doesn't matter.

These taunts.

He will return everything to the other party immediately.

"Private competition is not within the scope of the main competition. I still have to ask everyone what they mean."

At this time Liang Wei spoke: "If everyone agrees, it doesn't matter."

"agree."

"Since Mr. Xiao Zhang wants to compare, then let's do it. It's not too late."

"Yes, come on."

"But Teacher Xiao Zhang, you didn't pick the right opponent."

"Yes, among female writers, you should choose Miss Zhou. If not, Mr. Liu and Mr. Fang will do."

"You're not bullying, are you?"

"Yeah, we won't accept bullying."

Lost to Editor Yu.

That's a reasonable thing.

The frustration is understandable.

But you can't just find an opponent and go back to find a place.

Not to mention an unknown female figure.

This wave of operations.

It's somewhat unclear.

And listen to everyone's discussion.

Zhang Qi's face turned blue and white.

He doesn't know what level this guy's lover is now.

But judging from the fact that the other party said that he "loves reading".

There doesn't seem to be any threat.

I hope that the opponent will not lose too badly.

Otherwise, this group of people really thought that they deliberately picked soft persimmons.

"Since everyone agrees, there is no problem."

Liang Wei looked over and nodded: "You guys start."

"Thank you teacher."

Zhang Qi nodded, then looked at Lin Hao and said, "In order to maintain fairness, justice and openness, we will give each other questions. Is there no problem?"

"No."

Lin Hao shook his head.

"Then you come." Zhang Qi said proudly.

Lin Hao looked at Yu Lanxin.

The latter thought for a while.

He said the word 'reunion'.

It is also to coincide with the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Zhang Qi nodded.

Thinking pretty quickly.

It took about 10 minutes.

Then he began to read loudly.

The bright autumn sky is full in August

Chang'e straightens the fresh cinnamon branches

Nothing in a year is like this night
I can't sleep in front of the Twelve Peaks.

Seven character quatrains.

It's called "Mid-Autumn Moon".

Well written.

The judges and everyone in the audience nodded in high approval.

"It's your turn, let's use 'love' as the theme."

In pride.

Zhang Qi is also unwilling to bully others.

The questions given to them were normal.

Lin Hao smiled.

Immediately, he lowered his head and started discussing with Yu Lanxin in a pretentious manner.

This scene fell into the eyes of Zhang Xinlin and Wang Xuehai.

Immediately, he felt pity for Zhang Qi.

good end.

Why did he mess with this kid?

Isn't this making yourself uncomfortable?

There is no comparison at all!

"I have also finished it. This poem is called "Green Mountain"."

Soon.

Take the poem written by your own man.

Yu Lanxin read it out in front of everyone.

I asked Qingshan when he got old, Qingshan asked me when I was free

I see all the mountains are grass and trees, but I see you as the green mountain

The green mountains have gone with the evening wind, and the sea and I have turned into mulberry fields

The morning sun sets, the evening glow shines brightly, the cloud platform is shallow and the autumn rain lingers

When the voice fell.

Yu Lanxin looked at Zhang Qi.

in a short period of time.

The other party's face has become bloodless.

Change is rapid.

Unexpected.

It looks very scary.

But that was nothing.

Followed by.

Just heard a 'plop'.

Zhang Qi actually sat down on the ground slumped.

On the look.

A dull moment.
(End of this chapter)