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Chapter 1125 : Completely settled

Although Wang Shidao was not good at chanting poems in response to the situation, this analysis was much more powerful than the poems that Ye Fan sang casually, especially the long-term view and the artistic conception. Xiao Yun almost ran away after hearing it. However, after this analysis, Xiao Yun also saw that this person was not useless. There was some information in his stomach, and the disgust he had just passed away.

Ye Fan looked at each other and saw that Xiao Yun had no idea that the poem was written by his predecessors. He immediately felt shameless and pretended to be modest and said, "I've been too rewarded, too rewarded..." with a calm look.

Xiao Yun didn't care. Seeing that they were staring at him, they knew it was him. He coughed twice and said loudly: "A journey of the mountain, a journey of water, and he walked towards the shore of Yuguan. There was a thousand tents of lights late at night. The wind and snow, the dream of breaking the hometown heart could not be achieved, and there was no such sound in the hometown." His voice was not loud, but his unique vicissitudes of life, and he recited this poem sadly.

"This...this..." As soon as Xiao Yun finished speaking, the faces of the four of them changed drastically. This poem is resentful, bitter, and gentle and lingering. There is no sentence in the whole poem about homesickness, but every sentence is permeated with longing for the hometown, the artistic conception is so far away and the accurate use of the poem is. I am afraid that Liu Yong, Su Shi, and Li Yian will sigh at the same time when they see this poem.

Seeing the four people looking surprised, Xiao Yun knew that Nalan Rongruo's song "Sweethearts Chang" shocked the five people, and he clasped his fists shamelessly and said, "You are sorry, I sang this song casually, but it didn't make a tune. Please forgive me?"

The five people were extremely shocked. The artistic conception of this word was obviously not a little higher than Ye Fan's. What was even more powerful was that they came out casually, purely original. This talent was too terrible, too terrible. The five people looked at each other and wanted to chant a poem to cover up this poem. But they were worried for a long time, but they couldn't help but scream: "Shame! Young Master, I'm sorry!" Put away the paper fan, and the gray-headed and ready to leave.

"I can't kill the snake, but I'll be bitten by the snake!"

Xiao Yun showed a sneer after victory at the corner of his mouth. He looked at the four of them put away the paper fan and was about to leave. He sneered twice and said, "Are the five-person young masters just leaving like this?"

The five people were shocked and quickly turned around. Ye Fan said angrily: "What advice do you have for me?"

Xiao Yun touched his nose and smiled, "I dare not, I dare not, I just have some questions about the two poems that Mr. Ye just chanted?"

Ye Fan just sang two poems about Zhang Dayou's "Song of Snow" with a thick face. He was secretly ashamed, afraid that Xiao Yun would hear it. He heard what he said, his face turned red and he smiled twice with a cough and said, "Young master, I admire you. If you have the opportunity to have a chance to discuss it another day, and then you will leave." After that, he clasped his fists at Xiao Yun and was about to leave.

"No more day?" Xiao Yun cursed in his heart and said, "Don't leave, Mr. Ye, there is still something unknown. Please ask Mr. Ye?"

Ye Fan looked embarrassed and was stopped like this. He was not right to leave, nor did he not leave. He glared at Xiao Yun fiercely and said, "Young Master, what else do you have to ask for advice?" Although his tone was cold, he did not look down on him at all.

Xiao Yun praised inwardly: "You know what you know?" He touched his nose and said: "I'm dissatisfied with Brother Ye, I haven't read any books. However, the beggar man in my hometown will often recite a few limericks every time he gets drunk. I happened to hear Mr. Ye's poem from the beggar man's mouth. I wonder if he dares to ask Mr. Ye... what is the reason?"

Ye Fan's face turned red after plagiarizing the poems of his predecessors and was exposed to his face. He immediately became so angry that his face turned red. He wanted to say something, but opened his mouth and didn't know what to say for a moment.

The other four people naturally heard Zhang Daoyou's poem, and now they felt a little hot on their faces. But if they admit this and the matter was spread, can the reputation of the talented man be guaranteed? A talented man was defeated by a servant who had no school and used the poems of his predecessors to fool others. This is probably the biggest joke in Suzhou City.

When the four of them thought about it, they felt that the person in front of them was really hateful. If he hadn't come to find fault on purpose, we wouldn't have been so embarrassing, and there wouldn't have been such a joke. As they thought about it, the four of them gradually became ferocious.

Xiao Yun looked at him and sneered in his heart: "Damn, this is such a bullshit man. If he can't compare to others, he will kill someone to silence him?"

A "puff" chuckle came, but the sound was not loud, but it hit the ground. Ye Fan and Wang Shidao were shocked. Xiao Yun turned his head and saw a beautiful little girl leaning on a railing, chuckling with her lips from a high place. She obviously laughed out loud when she saw the shameless scene of the five people.

"I said, if you can't compare to others, you'll kill someone to silence me?" Through the railing, the woman chuckled again and left a sentence.

"Who is it?" Ye Fan said angrily, looking in the sound, the railing was behind the five people, and with the shiny branches here, he could not see clearly for a moment.

"Haha, why? I lost to someone else. Do I even want to kill me?" The woman's voice was filled with joy. Although she scolded her, it made people feel extremely comfortable in her ears.

Xiao Yun and the five of them turned around and looked over at the same time.

"So it's Miss Yuluo?" After seeing the girl's appearance, Xiao Yun smiled and said, "This girl is no one else, but Zhang Yuluo. At this moment, she leaned on the railing with her hands, and a smile on her face. She was very beautiful, and with such an elegant posture, it looked brighter and more charming.

Ye Fan wanted to get angry at the first moment. After all, the less people know about his own scandal, the better. If it spreads it, it would be not an ordinary embarrassing. So Chuchu was extremely angry when he heard the voice of a little girl. But as soon as he saw Zhang Yuluo's figure, his eyes immediately became straight. He hurriedly shook the paper fan to hide his anger just now, walked over, bent over and bowed politely to Zhang Yuluo, bowed down in a manner, and said, "It turns out it is Miss Yuluo. Ye Fan didn't know that the girl was here, so he saluted the girl here?"

Seeing this, the other four people did not dare to fall behind and ran over, especially Wang Shidao, who was slightly fat, ran the most fiercely. He walked up to squeeze past Ye Fan and said gasping: "When Wang Shidao saw Miss Yuluo, have you saluted here?"

The four people behind him saw Wang Shidao stealing the lead, and everyone looked angry. They looked like Wang Shidao killed their parents. They were all very bitter and revenge. They only opened their mouths in surprise. Unexpectedly, these guys were actually the ones who were desperate to pick up girls?"

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