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Chapter 56 The Poetry Meeting Begins

Wang Ba has already scolded the eighteen generations of Li Xiangbai's ancestors in his mind, but it only exists in his imagination.

But he doesn't dare to mean that others don't dare.

For example, Zhang Twelve.

Just now Zhang Twelve mentioned three "old mothers" in succession. If Li Xiangbai's identity hadn't been taken into consideration, Wang Ba couldn't help jumping up and applauding!
This kid's tongue is slippery and bad, and he has never disappointed Wang Ba. No matter whether he scolds him or this Li Xiangbai, he treats them equally.

Even a person like Li Xiangbai from Jingzhou can be scolded by Zhang Twelve. Well, thinking about it this way, it seems that Zhang Twelve's annoying behaviors are not unacceptable...

In this way, after Li Xiangbai became the number one enemy, Wang Ba's vigilance and confrontational mentality towards Zhang Twelve weakened a lot.

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Seeing Wang Ba's still unconvinced expression, Wang Yunshi said calmly, "You know Mr. Li is interested in Miss Qin's family, right?"

"Even a fool can see it!"

Well, you are really stupid, Zhang Twelve turned his head to the side and added this sentence in his head.

"Then do you think Miss Qin's family is interested in Mr. Li?"

"Of course not—you see, when Sister Yutong was talking to him, she frowned, obviously very impatient, and even if she smiled, it was forced and perfunctory. How could she be interested in that guy?"

"Since you know why are you still angry?"

"I……"

Wang Ba suddenly became speechless and didn't speak any more.

But Zhang Twelve looked at him with admiration. He couldn't tell that it was rare that this prince was so smart and had such observation skills.

He had seen Qin Yutong talking and laughing with Li Xiangbai before, how could he have observed Qin Yutong laughing so forcefully, probably she was acting on occasion and couldn't help herself.

It seems that I have wronged her a little bit.

But it doesn't matter anymore, anyway, he has already thought about it.

"Then—" Wang Yunshi continued to say to Wang Ba: "You think that even Mr. Li can't impress Miss Qin, so can she like you?"

"I--"

The corner of Wang Ba's mouth grinned, almost crying, these words are too cruel.

It's so frustrating, old man!

Zhang Twelve looked at Wang Ba sympathetically, and at the same time felt a little familiar with Wang Yunshi, an iceberg-like sister, oh—a bit like Lu Fujing.

Look at Lu Yuner and Wang Ba again, they are really two poor teenagers who were bullied by their sister!

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The courtyard was full of people, and the moonlight was strong, only to hear the melodious sound of Guzheng coming from the door of Zuichun Tower, stepping on the beat of the music, Lin Zimo walked out Shi Shiran from the Zuichun Tower.

When I came to the backyard, I stood still, with the corners of my eyes slightly bent, and said to everyone: "Young masters and ladies, today I am honored to come to my Zuichunlou to participate in this Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting, which makes my Zuichunlou full of brilliance. Chunlou bows to everyone!"

Hearing the charming voice of the masked beauty, the gifted scholars in the courtyard couldn't help shouting.

Then a young man came up behind Lin Zimo, who was obviously the man who was guarding the lantern riddles in the building before, and handed Lin Zimo a note, and Lin Zimo began to read.

"Thanks to the Qin Family Restaurant for donating 500 taels of silver, and thanks to the Lu Family..."

Hearing this, Zhang Twelve's mouth grinned, Nima, there is also a link to insert sponsor advertisements here, which is really eye-opening.

Maybe it was because he felt embarrassed, after reading, Lin Zimo smiled lightly and said: "I think everyone is getting a little impatient, Zimo won't say much, just like the original rules, everyone has a Open a table, all talented scholars and beauties write their best works on it, sign their names, and then everyone can circulate them to each other, and the best works that everyone admires can be sent to me, read by Zimo, and comment on it with everyone .”

After Lin Zimo finished speaking, the courtyard burst into cheers, and then everyone began to compose poems.

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Only at this time did Zhang Twelve realize the benefits of bringing Lu Yuner with him. This guy is a shield!

He came as a bookboy, so it was not his turn to write poetry, and he was happy to be at leisure, and he didn't think about writing poems to embarrass his face.

Even though Li Xiangbai hated him, he probably didn't like him—but he didn't come to find fault with him!

And that poor Li Xiangbai only said a few words to him, and he sprayed them back, and he lost face in front of everyone. For such a sad character, Zhang Twelve really didn't want to plagiarize his poems and slap his face.

Therefore, Zhang Twelve had already made plans not to plagiarize poems before the start of such a grand Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting.

The days to come are so long, there are plenty of opportunities.

Although Chen Qiaoxi loves poetry and writes occasionally, she was a little shy when she came here for the first time, and she didn't write anything, Lu Fujing—not to mention this, so the heavy responsibility of writing fell on Lu On Yuner's shoulder.

Lu Yuner stared at the rice paper in front of him, feeling dizzy for a while, but couldn't even think of a word in his head, and his anxious head was covered with sweat.

Seeing the other three leisurely admiring the sweet-scented osmanthus, occasionally teasing a few words, Lu Yuner's heart was extremely unbalanced - I shouldn't have come!

Lu Fujing saw that someone had already written it and was circulating it to each other for discussion, and then looked at Lu Yuner, who hadn't written a single big character, and immediately became angry, as if he was about to kick him, but was stopped by Zhang Twelve, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed: "One piece of poetry, don't be in a hurry, let the young master think about it for a while."

Are you kidding me? Lu Yuner cheated him out by himself. If he suffers another blow, will the discord and trust between the two of them be over?
Wang Ba and Wang Yunshi next to her were also very free, because the burden of composing poems fell on Mr. Chen, Wang Ba couldn't bear the loneliness and slipped to the front, and Wang Yunshi didn't bother to care about it anymore. Xi was chatting, but she always glanced at Zhang Twelve intentionally or unintentionally.

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Seeing that Lu Yun'er was unable to utter a word with all his strength, Zhang Twelve also had a headache.

Nima has taught you for so long, if you lose the chain at this time, are you cheating me?
Originally, he was bragging to Lu Fujing about how well Lu Yuner performed recently, but if he couldn't even write a poem, it would be unreasonable, right?

God knows if Lu Fujing will give him another impressive education class...

Zhang Twelve dangled in front of Lu Yuner, then coughed twice, and muttered in a low voice: "Crows perched in trees outside the Drunken Spring Building, and sweet-scented osmanthus was wet with cold dew silently. Tonight, everyone can see the moon, and I don't know whose house Qiu Si will fall to. "

Look at Lu Yuner again, still bowing his head in thought, how can he hear what he is muttering.

Zhang Twelve was so angry, seeing that other people didn't pay attention to the two of them, he pointed to Lu Yuner and said in a low voice, "I told you to write, hurry up, don't be seen by others!"

It was only then that Lu Yuner suddenly realized that he looked at Zhang Twelve full of gratitude, and without thinking about talking, he grabbed his pen and nodded vigorously.

After a while, a seven-character quatrain appeared on the rice paper.

(Continue to ask for collection recommendations!!!)
　Guess what you wrote?I guarantee that no one will guess!Dare you bet!

　　
　
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