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Chapter Seventy-Six: Poetry Immortal Possession

The beauty has gone, and everyone is staring at the painted boat with firm eyes, determined to board the boat that only the outstanding can board.

Zhang Yang walked away with Lu Rui. Now he had nothing to do. He was tasting cakes and wine while admiring the night view. He also took the time to look at the talented people who were scratching their heads and scratching their heads and sweating profusely. This feeling was great!

"Sir, why don't you participate?"

Lu Rui looked at Zhang Yang who was enjoying the meal and was very curious. She almost scratched her head when she saw others thinking hard about the situation. Why did she see Zhang Yang so leisurely and completely out of state?

"With my literary talents, if I go to participate, I won't let others die of shame. I am a monk and have a compassionate heart, so it is better not to kill more!"

Zhang Yang looked at Lu Rui in surprise, as if he was surprised that she couldn't think of this reason. Lu Rui was dumbfounded, how could a person be so shameless!

"This young master has such a loud tone, I would like to see how you make us die of shame!"

Zhang Yang was joking with Lu Rui on the side, and a sneer came from behind Leng Buding, startling both of them.

"The Master said, 'Do not look at what is inappropriate, and do not hear what is inappropriate.' It is not a gentleman's behavior to eavesdrop on other people's speeches like this. I'm afraid there is something wrong!"

Zhang Yang was depressed. Why was it bothering him that he was talking to his little maid? This person had to get to the bottom of it and was so messy? I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!

Zhang Yang turned around and left, completely ignoring the 'playboy' who was glaring at him looking like a cockfighter. Look at the clothes, all colorful, and then look at that face. Damn, I don't dare to look directly. If I saw it right,

If so, that face that looked horribly pale under the moonlight must have been coated with a layer of powder!

Zhang Yang really couldn't accept a grown man dressing up like such a rooster. The key is that this rooster, no, this young man still feels good about himself and thinks that he has the style of a hermit from the Wei and Jin Dynasties. Zhang Yang feels that his skin is covered with goosebumps.

He got up and thanked this young man for letting him know that his body's reflex arc was so sensitive.

"You, how could you be so rude? Or are you afraid and embarrassed to be exposed? This is a place of learning at the Poetry Society. How can a person like you stay here and ruin this elegant place?

land!"

Seeing Zhang Yang leaving without even looking at him, 'Flower Rooster' expressed that he was very angry.

Among the students in Chang'an, he is also famous for his talents, so he will be angry when he hears such arrogant words from Zhang Yang. Where does his statement put himself?

However, nowadays people think that they do not exist. Angry people often lose their sense and their words become more and more harsh. If there is someone around him who is not easy to deal with at a poetry gathering, he can temporarily put aside his gentlemanly behavior and be public.

Give this rude guy a good beating so he can learn what it means to be a gangster!

"Brother Du, what are you doing here? Have you created another masterpiece?"

"Haha, Brother Wang is really joking. How dare I show my embarrassment with this dear friend in front of me!"

"Flower Rooster", that is, Mr. Du pointed at Zhang Yang who was about to leave, and smiled maliciously.

"Oh? May I ask this young master his name and what great works we can admire?"

Since ancient times, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. Hearing the compliments and publicity of Mr. Du, Mr. Wang immediately lost his composure.

If I am not as good as Du Pengfei, am I still not as good as this little guy like you?

In the opinion of Prince Wang, Zhang Yang is only half a grown-up boy. What can he do even if his hair is not fully grown yet? The famous and talented people in the capital all know that they have never seen anyone like Zhang Yang, so after hearing this,

When Du Pengfei said this, he didn't believe it.

Zhang Yang felt very annoyed. Instead of thinking about how to write a good poem, these people focused on him. At this time, because the voices here had attracted the attention of many people, they all focused on Zhang Yang and others.

On people!

"It seems that this young master can only talk big words, so let's just have fun, haha!"

Du Pengfei seemed to be trying to save Zhang Yang, but in fact, he was saying inside and outside that Zhang Yang was just a clown who did not know his own abilities and was only doing it for the entertainment of others.

Zhang Yang is a little angry, and there is no end to it. Does he really have such a sense of superiority when he is embarrassed?

Then, let you die in peace!

At this moment, Zhang Yang is like a poetic fairy possessed, and his mind is slowly filled with famous sayings from the past, which are to make you collapse, defeat you where you are most proud, and see if you people will continue to be so arrogant and unforgiving.
Chapter completed!
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