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Hearing Zuo Qianqian's smile, it was as if salt had been sprinkled on the wound, which hurt Zhang He's self-esteem...

He turned his head to look at Zuo Qianqian in surprise, and said angrily, "You deliberately brought such a person to humiliate me, right? Even if you don't like me, why bother to hurt others like this... Zuo Qianqian !"

Zuo Qianqian restrained her smile, and sighed to Zhang He, somewhat dumbfounded, "Zhang He, did your uncle Wang Xiangguo spoil you? In this case, don't use your brain. He also said just now, come on. His wife is among the group of people...and if you look at them yourself, which one will have a worse background than you? You said that you are so arrogant, all you rely on is your inadequacy Dao talent?"

In fact, Zuo Qianqian had long disliked Zhang He, so she deliberately wanted to show off Song Yicai and hit the arrogance of this group of people.

Zuo Qianqian's father is the Minister of Rites who has retired. At this time, the people in the pavilion, the worst ones, have some connections in the capital, and Zhang He wants to call the current Prime Minister Wang Weishi as his uncle...just Zhang He was a bit talented, and he was liked by Wang Weishi in the family, so he dared to confess his feelings to Zuo Qianqian several times.

It's a pity that Zuo Qianqian has been used to getting along with the Seventh Prince and others for a long time, so how can he value such a young master who can't even be exaggerated?

Zuo Qianqian's words caused an uproar again.

At this time, Huang Ying and the others finally arrived outside the pavilion, Zhang He wanted to say something, but suddenly opened his mouth wide and saw that the most beautiful of the group of women walking from a distance actually walked into the pavilion, Walking to Song Yi's side, he smiled and said, "Why are you here?"

For a while, the atmosphere became strangely quiet.

Some people look shocked, some people are laughing!

Song Yi turned his head and pointed at Zuo Qianqian with a wry smile, "It's not all about her, she must have dragged me to such a boring place..."

Zuo Qianqian stuck out her tongue innocently, and took Huang Ying's hand in the past. The relationship between the two was already considered close, so Huang Ying naturally couldn't blame Zuo Qianqian.

At this time, the woman who came with Huang Ying said excitedly, "Sister Huang Ying, this...is this your husband, King Yanyun?"

Huang Ying smiled apologetically, and then introduced Song Yi to a group of acquainted sisters in front of everyone...

The surroundings suddenly boiled up, and the people in the pavilion who originally wanted to stand on Zhang He's side were also dumbfounded... Looking at Song Yi who was shaking Zhang He's fan, he suddenly felt that his image seemed to emit some kind of divine light.

These people were scrambling to be the first, and someone came over with a pen and wanted Song Yi to write the first word on his clothes, even if it was a single word...

Song Yi couldn't laugh or cry, this scene looked like a celebrity meeting a groupie!

He was tightly surrounded by a group of people, Huang Ying and Zuo Qianqian laughed unknowingly happily, at this moment the saddest one was only Zhang He who fell into the ice cave.

Even the woman who had refuted Song Yi before, let go of her self-esteem at this time, and followed a few close sisters to ask Song Yi to draw a handwriting on her clothes!

This was much more painful than a slap on Zhang He's face. He clenched his fists with a pale face, and suddenly shouted out of composure, "Even if you are King Yanyun, you are not No. 1 in the literary world!"

The one who loses in a child's fight will always say a harsh word, or run home to call the parents... This behavior will gradually disappear as people mature, but at this moment... Zhang He made this fatal mistake.

He wanted to say that the No. 1 in the literary world was his uncle Wang Weishi, and Song Yi shouldn't flaunt it in front of him, but this logic seemed so naive to everyone!

The moment the words came out, even Zhang He felt that he was naive, because the inscription on the fan in his hand was not Wang Wei's poems, but the legendary Song Yi.

Looking at the eyes of everyone looking at idiots, Zhang He was ashamed to death, but bit the bullet and said to Song Yi, "Even if it was my fault before, if you reveal your identity at the beginning, I will not dare to make mistakes. As the king of Yanyun, you are embarrassing me, a commoner, isn't that a bit of an identity?"

Song Yi smiled lightly, "Your idea is really ridiculous. When you wanted to bully others, you didn't ask me about my identity first, but now you want to suppress me with No. 1 in the literary world? But I Just ask, who is number one? I'll call myself number two! Who... wants to claim number one? Who? Is it Wang Xiangguo?"

Song Yi's aggressive words set off his aura without anger and prestige, and the aura that should have belonged to King Yanyun immediately made the atmosphere tense.

Everyone felt a kind of oppression, a kind of heartbreak.

Wen Wu is the first, but Song Yi claims to be the second, how crazy is this?

But, who will refute him at this time?Zhang He?

Naturally, his face was pale and he didn't dare to look up, while the others could only admire and admire him!

For the first time, the literati style they yearn for is presented concretely in the most direct and domineering way.

Everyone knows that there is a saying circulating in the literary world that Wang Weishi, the Prime Minister of the current dynasty, is the leader of the literary world, that is, the number one!But after all, that was the flattery of others, and at this time Song Yi blatantly claimed to be second. Although it sounded really crazy, this feeling also made onlookers like Zuo Qianqian and Huang Ying very enjoyable!

This is much more enjoyable than Song Yi saying that he is the number one in the literary world, because he was ranked second, so if someone wants to be called the number one, he must compare with Song Yi!

In today's world, Song Yi is rumored to be crowned king with talent, and is regarded as a heavenly man in the minds of literati. Even if it is Wang Wei's light, in fact, after the news of Song Yi's crowning king, he has already fallen from the altar .

In the arena, no one dared to say a word, and some pure-hearted women stared at Song Yi as if they were obsessed with dazzling little stars.

No one went to see Zhang He again.

Just when Zhang He couldn't raise his head, Song Yi's tone changed a little and he sighed, "Actually, you and I are both literati, why bother each other? Talented people should think about contributing to the country, instead of just reciting poems and eulogies in the countryside. ...If you are not convinced, you can go to Yanyun to test how much weight you have, and I can even give you a step to play, which will definitely give you a sense of accomplishment compared to just writing lyrics in the countryside."

The crowd was in an uproar!

Does Song Yi slap Zhang He in public and invite him?

Even Zhang He looked up at Song Yi in surprise, a little confused!Does Song Yi want to mock him again?But from the looks of it, Song Yi's face looked calm and calm, without embarrassment or sarcasm at all.

Zhang He became a little dazed. It was the first time he saw King Yanyun, but in such an extremely embarrassing way, what he saw today would definitely become an indelible experience in his life.

Seeing that Zhang He's eyes were full of bewilderment, Song Yi couldn't help changing his smile to a softer one, and then said the invitation to Zhang He to everyone in the audience...

Everyone was also a little surprised, but it was inevitable that some people would be moved.After all, the King Yanyun in front of him looks so charming and domineering!

Wen Wu is the first, this may make the whole world's literary world more interesting from now on!