After hearing Mama Sang's words, everyone looked eager to give it a try.

When it comes to wine, there is so much inspiration.

Even Qiao Dashan himself felt that Zhang Han no longer needed help.

So while everyone was thinking about it, Qiao Dashan was the first to speak.

"I'll go first!"

Zhang Han on the side was also startled.

He only had a few words brewing in his mind, but before he was ready, Qiao Dashan was so anxious to take the lead.

But since Qiao Dashan had already spoken, Zhang Han had no choice but to bite the bullet.

But what Zhang Han never expected was that when he was about to tell Qiao Dashan the poem secretly, Qiao Dashan pushed him away.

In Zhang Han's puzzled eyes, Qiao Dashan said confidently: "You go to one side first."

Zhang Han couldn't believe his ears.

Only now did I realize that Qiao Dashan was planning to take action himself.

For a while, Zhang Han also lost his ability.

I originally wanted to dissuade him, but looking at Qiao Dashan's appearance, he didn't look like someone who would listen to his advice, so I had no choice but to give up.

Others did not expect Qiao Dashan to have an idea so quickly, but they were not too surprised.

Come to think of it, I have written poems about "wine" before, so this is not strange.

Just like that, under the curious gaze of everyone, Qiao Dashan softly whispered, and then said very confidently: "It is easy to skip the wine table and drink a lot of wine. Tonight, the full moon makes me more interesting. The oiran and I

You won’t come home until you’re drunk.”

After Qiao Dashan said the last sentence triumphantly, everyone looked at Qiao Dashan as if he were stupid.

At this time, Qiao Dashan thought that his poems were too good and his skills were astounding.

Then he laughed "haha" and said, "How about it? You are no match for me in front of me."

However, before Qiao Dashan finished speaking, the entire private room on the second floor burst into laughter.

Everyone laughed until their stomachs hurt and they burst into tears.

Although Qiao Dashan was arrogant, he was not stupid. Seeing these people laughing so brazenly, he realized that he might have been embarrassed again.

He turned around and looked at the dumbfounded Zhang Han.

"What are they laughing at? Do you think my poem is not perfect enough?" Qiao Dashan asked.

When Zhang Han heard Qiao Dashan's words, he only had one thought in his mind, which was to escape from this place quickly and stop being associated with Qiao Dashan.

He had never been so embarrassed in his life.

"Master Qiao, I don't think I need to say more. Judging from everyone's reaction, it should be clear that the poem you just wrote is indeed difficult to be elegant."

It can be said that Zhang Han has said it tactfully.

But it still aroused Qiao Dashan's dissatisfaction, "I said, do you people understand poetry? Isn't this poem about wine?"

Zhang Han was helpless. If he hadn't seen Qiao Dashan angrily attacking him again, he wouldn't have wanted to continue explaining.

But for his own sake, Zhang Han still said with a smile: "Mr. Qiao, your poem does talk about wine, but it doesn't look like a poem, more like a limerick."

"What do you mean, limericks aren't poetry?" Qiao Dashan was obviously still not convinced.

"I..." Zhang Han really didn't know what to say.

In desperation, he had no choice but to say: "Mr. Qiao, I quite approve of your poem, but you have also seen that they don't approve of it. No matter how much you tell me, it won't do anything."

Zhang Han finally learned to be smart this time and stopped denying Qiao Dashan.

Simply point Qiao Dashan's spear head to others.

And the effect is very good, Qiao Dashan immediately looked back at those who were still laughing.

"Enough, you, you who have no taste, I just throw bricks and attract you, just make a joke with you, are you still serious?"

Qiao Dashan is not stupid, knowing that he can't say so many people.

I just found myself a grand excuse.

This made Zhang Han next to him, listening to his heart vomiting, what about his ability to follow him?

Mom Sang hurriedly cleaned up her expression, and then helped Qiao Dashan to find a step.

"The sons, Lord Qiao has always been humorous. As for the talent of Lord Qiao, there is no doubt.

Qiao Dashan was happy as soon as he heard it, "Yes, the talent of this officer can you compare? A group of ignorant people."

"Let you make a few rounds first, and see that I will give you a poem for you later, so that you can't reach it."

When I heard Qiao Dashan say this, I also said that the people present were confused.

It's a bit unclear. Qiao Dashan is really false. Judging from the poem just now, this level is really a joke.

Fortunately, they came here for Hua Kui, not to see a joke.

Thinking of this, everyone finally entered the state.

Soon a poem was chanted.

"In the palm cup of wine, the moonlight, the evening wind is fragrant ..."

"... I have a good name, a cup of mind."

"How much love hates flowers and is speechless, and there is power to be worried about wine."

Not to mention, some people are still quite level.

It seems that the people present, except for Qiao Dashan, really did not have the charging.

Just like this, everyone's level is almost the same.

It is also caused, no one can accept anyone.

But this Phoenix Restaurant Mom Sang just said very clearly. The poems they made are recognized by everyone, so they can pass the test. You can enter inside to meet Hua Kui Haitang.

This time, these people feel that their poems are the best.

It is noisy for a while.

Mom Sang is not surprised to see this scene.

How can Hua Kui have such a good visibility and not let these people fight blood, how can it reflect the value of Hua Kui.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Dashan shot again.

I saw Qiao Dashan smashed the jug, and the broken sound also made the noisy atmosphere quiet.

Then I listened to Qiao Dashan's scolding: "It's not me, the poems you make are a bunch of garbage."

Who knows that after Qiao Dashan finished speaking and fell into a short quiet, someone scolded immediately: "Everyone here can say that my poem is garbage.

What garbage and gadgets. "

As soon as this remark came out, he immediately resonated with everyone.

A group of people who were still noisy just now, at the same time, aimed at Qiao Dashan at the same time.

Qiao Dashan did not expect that it would cause people's anger.

It was almost drowned on the spot by these literati vomiting.

To tell the truth, when these scholars scolded people, their mouths were really poisonous.

It was Wu Yuan's tongue after hearing it.

Poor that mother Sang, she also stood up to wipe Qiao Dashan.

"Dear, Shao An is not impatient, presumably Master Qiao should have something to say, let him finish speaking."

After soothe the fun of these people, her mother Sang quickly gave Qiao Dashan.
Chapter completed!