Carefree Scholar

“Ah, Brother Qian is very talented, I admire and admire it!”
Qian Duoduo said this, and after a few young people beside him were startled, they immediately said with a smile. Fast update without ads.
They are almost all in business at home. Although they have been forced to read books since they were young, it is still difficult to endorse books, and they don’t know anything about poetry and articles.
Because of this, those literary talents despise them, and naturally they don’t have any good perceptions of those people. Qian Duoduo can write good poems and slap those people’s faces with a slap that they are happy to see.
Of course, because the Qian family is rich, many of their families can only survive if they depend on the Qian family, and they must flatter the Qian family.
“My father always teaches me to be a low-key person. I am talented. I will tell you, will I preach like that like those poor people… I won’t!” Qian Duoduo reached out and pressed down. Said: “You only need to know these things, don’t tell them everywhere, I don’t like publicity…”
“I don’t know where I bought a poem, and the tail is up.” There was a cold snort from the side, and a green shirt official glanced at this side and said: “I really think I am a gifted man, it doesn’t make sense. It’s nothing more than the waste of Wenmo, it’s shameless to take other people’s poems as your own!”
“Who are you talking about, who are you talking about!”
Qian Duoduo hadn’t spoken yet, someone stood up beside him, turned his head, looked at him dissatisfied and said.
The scholar in Qingshan smiled mockingly, turned his head and said: “Who is ashamed, who knows in his heart, don’t you think?”
“If you are open in your heart, why are you afraid of what others say?”
“I’m afraid that some people have ghosts in their hearts.”
“Only he knows whether there are ghosts or not.”
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There are several men who are dressed in the same clothes beside the scholar in Qingshan. At this moment, they all speak, and the mockery in their tone is fully revealed.
“If you are open-minded, don’t you be afraid of what others say?” Qian Duoduo stood up, walked over, looked at the person just now and asked.
The scholar nodded, and said, “That’s it.”
Qian Duoduo asked again: “Are you open in your heart?”
The man sneered and said: “People of my generation who are studying, have righteousness in their hearts, act upright, upright, and open.”
“Are you not afraid of what others say?”
“Don’t be afraid!”
“Really not lifted?”
“No…” As soon as the scholar spoke, he realized that something was wrong, he took the next word back, looked at him coldly, and said, “How can I be fooled by such a clumsy trick?” “
“Since you don’t care what others say…” Qian Duoduo looked at him and said, “If I said you were raised by a bitch, would you not be angry?”
The scholar was startled, his face quickly turned from red to blue, pointed at him, and said: “Zhuzi, you zhuzi, An dare…”
Qian Duoduo looked at him and said: “Look, you don’t even know how to scold people, who is the waste?”
“Do you dare to say that you are not spending money to buy poetry waste?” The scholar’s eyes were almost breathing fire, and said: “If you can make another poem of that degree on the spot, I Wanjun will kneel for you immediately Kob your head and apologize for what you said before!”
“Brother Wan…”
The complexions of several scholars behind him changed, and they immediately stepped forward and said worriedly: “Brother Wan, be careful…”
If that money buys two songs instead of one, Wan Jun will lose face after today, and he will never be able to look up in Fengzhou City!
“A few of you needn’t say much.” Wan Jun waved his hand and said, “If he can buy two poems like that, Wan Mou will admit it this time. If he can’t make it, I will definitely want to deceive the world. ‘S shameless waste is made public!”
“Are you sure?” Qian Duoduo looked at him and said, “If I make another poem, you will kneel and kowtow to me?”
A scholar added: “It’s another great poem that everyone will recognize. If you make up a few sentences by yourself, Brother Wan will kowtow?”
The movement here has long attracted the attention of everyone in the hall.
Even the woman on the stage stopped performing temporarily and looked at this side with surprise and doubt.
“If this is the case, then bet!”
Qian Duoduo nodded, looked at the stage, and said: “I remember the neon dress dance when I first saw Feifei, which is still fresh in my memory. This word, give it to Feifei! “
“Ah, give it to me?” The woman on the stage was taken aback, unable to return to her senses for a while.
In the audience, there was already a voice.
“After the dream, the stairs are high and the curtains are hanging down. When the spring hate came last year, the flowers were independent, and the swifts flew together.
Remember that Feifei first saw her, with the words Luo Yi with two hearts. Acacia is said on the strings of the pipa. At that time, the bright moon was there, Zeng Zhao Caiyun returned. “
The woman named Feifei on the stage is still wondering when she wears the Luo Yi that has been scented with two-fold heart characters. As for the pipa, she seems to be seldom playing the pipa. She is good at Guzheng…
Under the audience, the young man named Wan Jun has been stunned.
The faces of the people behind him changed almost at the same time. They didn’t expect that the money was so easy to throw out such a phrase again.
Those people around are already chanting words and sentences in a low voice, and they secretly compare with the previous song in their hearts. They all describe singers, with similar styles and similar styles of words…
A person’s style of poetry is generally fixed, and it is difficult to change it at the same time. It is easy for outsiders to see whether the two poems were written by the same person.
Initially, they almost believed that the previous song should have been bought with a lot of money, but at this moment, their hearts are slightly shaken.
After all, there are no talents with this level of talent who are willing to sell their hard work. In fact, they will not be short of money if they have reached that level of literary talent.
One song is a bit weird, let alone two?
Qian Duoduo turned his head to look at that Wanjun, and said: “How about it, this song is okay, what did Brother Wan just say?”
Wan Jun’s face changed. He actually couldn’t tell which of these two questions was better, because no one could tell because of personal preferences and other factors.
Because of this, it means that Qian Duoduo has made another poem that is similar to the previous one, and he needs to confess his mistake to him…
At this moment, a person behind Wan Jun suddenly said: “Buy one, or maybe two, unless you take out another one~IndoMTL.com~ Otherwise, you still can’t prove that these two poems are yours. !”
“I knew that you would shame…” Qian Duoduo shook his head and said: “Then, how about you listen to this song again.”
After he said this sentence, he said again: “Red leaves and yellow flowers are late in autumn, and I am thinking of traveling for thousands of miles. When the clouds are gone, Gui Hong has no faith, where can I send the book.
The tears never come to the window. Just use the inkstone to research ink. Gradually write to don’t come, deep in this love, the red paper is colorless. “
“——“
Wan Jun opened his mouth, his face was pale, and this time there was nothing to say.
The same faces of the scholars behind him can’t believe it. How long did he really treat writing poems and lyrics like eating and drinking water?
The eyes of everyone around him looking at Qian Duoduo have already changed.
He may have bought one and two, but it is impossible for him to tie up a talented talented person to write poems specifically for him, right?
Anyone involved in the same poems can easily see that these three poems are obviously written by the same person. Such a talented person should have been famous in Fengzhou long ago. How could he be a disciple for others? Do wedding dresses?
Could it be said that this son of money, who has always been sloppy, has always been hiding?
A surprised expression appeared on the faces of more and more people.
Li Yi was also very surprised. In addition to his surprise, he was also gratified. After he came back, he found that Miss Liu Er actually cleaned all the dishes. In the past two years, this was the first time he saw her do it. This kind of thing.
Place the vegetables you bought and collect the cash receipts, and talk to Miss Liu Er. It’s almost time to go to bed.
Of the thirteen poems just now, eight or more were written by Yan Jidao. Before going to bed, Li Yi put his hands together, meditating in his heart.
“Life is forced, don’t blame Brother Yan, don’t blame…”