Laughing is infectious.

There was constant laughter in Qunyu's courtyard, and Fang Zhengyi felt particularly happy while drinking.

When he turned his head, he suddenly saw Xie Xian and the others holding wine glasses at him with a stern face, and couldn't help but smile.

These grandsons! Haven’t they drunk enough yet?

"Come here! Bring me wine and ask for wine!"

"Hurry! Come and serve the young master!"

Yu Niang is already full of fun! Today, these customers have served them in place! The business of the Qun Yuyuan has to be full every day in the past few days!

Maybe I should hire a few crosstalk to perform in brothels... Hiss, it seems to be good!

The only thing that is not beautiful is that he provoked Mr. Lu. The Lu family is quite famous in Yuding City and is not easy to provoke. He has to comfort him afterwards.

Lu Xiuwen was still struggling, and his friends and the melon-eating crowd were pulling each other and exhorting him repeatedly.

After struggling for a long time without success, Lu Xiuwen shook his sleeves hatefully and stared at Fang Zhengyi with red eyes.

A friend advised: "Forget it, Mr. Lu, we can't prove that he is a fake! Today I will think that he suffered a small loss and find it back another day!"

The person next to him leaned over and laughed and said, "Hey! Don't you say he is a book boy? It's said that the wine demon is a romantic talent. Since he is a book boy, wouldn't it be revealed if he asked him to write a poem?"

Lu Xiuwen's eyes lit up, right! Since the book boy is definitely not as good as that, a poem will reveal his ape shape!

"Fang Tangjing! You dare..."

"Who are you calling Fang Tangjing? I don't know the person you are talking about... Mr. Lu, you are afraid that you will admit the wrong person after drinking too much. You are making things difficult for me again and again. What does it mean?" After interrupting Lu Xiuwen's speech, Fang Zhengyi took the jar and drank a sip of wine, looking at Lu Xiuwen with drunken eyes, his eyes full of disdain.

The eyes of the melon-eating crowd quickly shifted to Lu Xiuwen.

The beating was suppressed since he spoke, and Lu Xiuwen said furiously: "Stop talking here! Okay, you have to say that you are a wine demon. It is said that the wine demon is a romantic talent. Everyone is here today. If you write a good poem, then I have nothing to say!"

Fang Zhengyi looked at Lu Xiuwen with a smile.

Is it right? I can recite a few more poems! You've hit the gun this time, and I'm not here to show today...

"Since you are writing poetry, people like you who dare to go to the stage to cheat openly might have been prepared! Since you are in Qunyuyuan today, you can write a poem with the title of Qunyu!" Lu Xiuwen added

“……”

Three black lines slowly hang down from Fang Zhengyi's forehead.

Grass? Why did you make this happen again?! I have to spend some fun of copying some poems?

This is not how it is performed in online dramas!

"What are you? I will do whatever you ask me to do. Could it be that you let me jump..." Fang Zhengyi hurriedly argued, trying to get away with it.

"Make one song! Make one song! Make one song!!" The melon-eating crowd started a hurry.

"Young Master of Wine Demon, I think Mr. Lu is right! If you write the poem today, if he dares to make things difficult for you, we will be the first to refuse!"

"Yes! I won't agree!!"

"Hurry up! Hurry up and serve the great master's pen and ink!"

Fang Zheng stood on the stage in a daze and couldn't help looking off the field for help.

Xie Xian shook his head.

Fang Zhengyi was afraid that he would forget his memory before, so he copied many poems, each of which was a peerless masterpiece, but most of them were incomplete, and it was not very suitable for this occasion.

This time...it's really powerless.

"Carry a chair up for me!" Fang Zhengyi said to the waiter in the audience.

When the chair was put on, Fang Zheng sat on it and closed his eyes to rest, and thought about it with a scraping stomach.

Qunyu... Qunyu... sounds a little familiar. If I were in high school, I would definitely have figured it out!

Why can’t he go to college if he can’t think of it? Not only does he have any help but his knowledge level has completely deteriorated!

Chu Youyi held the corner of her clothes tightly with both hands, looked at Fang Zhengyi nervously, and was very worried.

Can he do it? It should do it... Isn't it a great sentence before?

Qunyuyuan fell into silence, and everyone looked at Fang Zhengyi with anticipation in their eyes.

Maybe a peerless poem will be released in a while, exciting!

Seeing Fang Zhengyi closing his eyes and sitting on the stage with a frown, Lu Xiuwen couldn't help but sarcastically said, "If you can't do it, please recognize it quickly! What is fake is always fake..."

"Don't talk! He is thinking about it!" Someone who couldn't see the guest immediately interrupted Lu Xiuwen.

Fang Zhengyi's forehead veins appeared.

Think about it? I just think about it! I think about it now... think about it?

...

A flash of inspiration passed by!

Fang Zhengyi's expression suddenly freezes, and the corners of his mouth slowly rise after a while.

"Come here! Brush and ink serve!" Fang Zheng opened his eyes and said loudly.

The audience in the audience secretly smacked their tongues, and they thought about it so quickly? The wine demon god really has something to do!

Yu Niang was ecstatic!!

The wine demon wrote a poem, but it was still based on the title of group of jade! Isn’t this the golden sign?

Bi Mo came on stage, Fang Zhengyi pointed at Xie Xian and said, "I said, you wrote. If you drink too much wine, you can't hold the pen firmly."

Is that a pen that cannot be held firmly?

Xie Xian muttered a few words and quickly stepped onto the stage and approached Fang Zhengyi: "Master, are you sure? You're not disabled?"

"Ha, it must be all! Master, I don't say it easily. Exporting it is a peerless poem! But remember it for me, and I may forget it one day."

After saying that, Fang Zhengyi untied his turban, stroked his hair, and staggered around the stage again with a wine jar, looking unruly.

Tonight, what is Li Bai like and what is me like!

Under the expectant gaze, Fang Zhengyi spoke slowly.

"The clouds think of clothes and flowers think of appearance,

The spring breeze blows the dew thickly.

If it weren't for the Qunyu Mountain,

I will meet under the moon on the Yao platform."

While walking, Fang Zheng was disheveled and his hair was spreading. After drinking, he had a little more ambiguous words, but he showed a little bit of ease.

Finally, after reading it step by step, Fang Zheng smiled in a daze.

I just remembered not the Chinese textbook, but the Demon Cat.

In that movie, he was very impressed and learned how to be like the temperament!

Today, this lie has come true again...

After reading the poem, the audience was silent. Some people lowered their heads to ponder, some were shocked, and some were even more excited.

Lu Xiuwen was already pale and stood there at a loss. He didn't expect Fang Tangjing to do it. He was not an ordinary person...

Chu Youyi beside him looked at Fang Zhengyi in a daze, and she also felt an inexplicable emotion in her heart.

How could he act so relaxed and chic in such a scene?

That's great... He did a great job. With this kind of literary talent, why should he be condescending to come to the Chu family to be a servant?

After a long period of silence, a huge applause and cheers suddenly burst out from Qunyuyuan!

For a moment, the roof of the entire Qunyuyuan was almost overturned!

The wine demon god not only has a wonderful job, but also has such amazing talent in writing poetry!

Even if I didn’t see a woman today, it would be worth it!!

Although the poem was copied, the applause was his own! Fang Zhengyi couldn't help but feel a little fluttered, and picked up the jar of wine and drank it proudly.

"Great God, with great literary talent and unparalleled poetry!! Let's another song! Let's another song!!"

I don’t know who started it again, and I shouted another song in the room.

With the stimulation of alcohol and the screams of wolves in the room, Fang Zhengyi was also excited, laughed twice, and said drunk: "Okay!"

"Thank you for your appreciation! Then I will write another song today!!"

It's over! The master is drunk too much! Xie Xian looked shocked and hurried forward to stop him.

However, Fang Zheng didn't think about it and read it loudly with the wine jar.
Chapter completed!