Zhang Xiang looked at the water and mountains in front of him, and was excited. He wanted to pick a poem, but he couldn't remember it all at once.

But I remembered a few words randomly. As soon as this came out without any end, it scared Tong Jianguo very much.

What kind of slurry water~

This guy is really brave!

While taking the boat, Tong Jianguo secretly looked at Zhang Xiang carefully to see if he had the ability.

The few people on the boat laughed even more, but Zhang Xiang himself had not reacted yet.

"What's wrong? Why are you laughing at?"

Song Xiaoyun smiled and scolded: "Shut up, ~ If you don't know how to recite poetry, don't recite it blindly!"

"I think he did it on purpose! It's not embarrassing!" Xia Meng also echoed.

Zhang Xiang looked innocent: "What the hell have I done?"

Park Jie was not in a good mood for a while. After meeting Zhou Lang, he said hello, he remained silent and looked a little depressed.

At this time, when he heard Zhang Xiang chanting blindly, his face finally turned red, and he could not bear it.

"It's a fool! How can you recite poems like this? It's a shame for you!"

When Zhang Xiang saw Park Jie's words, he realized that there was still a great scholar here~

He quickly asked humbly: "Yes! Park Jie, you know a lot, why did that poem come about? Sing it to everyone!"

Park Jie cleared his throat and brewed it. He was about to start chanting, but was interrupted by Zhao Huan.

"Is it necessary to have Park Jie? I don't think so. People say: "Flowers coming out of the river are better than fire, and waters coming in the river are as green as blue! I don't even know this, but I'm still a college student~"

This time, it was Zhang Xiang's turn to blush and argue loudly: "Why can't I?! I... I was just excited for a moment and forgot for a while!"

Everyone was too lazy to argue with him, but they just burst into laughter and the atmosphere became even happier.

Park Jie was about to blurt out his breath, but Zhao Huan forced him to block it. He was so blocked that he felt stuffy. He took a few deep breaths before he could barely calm down.

Zhou Lang found that Park Jie was not in good spirits all the way. He just talked to him a few times. Now he finally came back to life and wanted to make him feel better.

He knew that Park Jie had always liked poetry, so he wanted to let him play it out.

"Park Jie, don't you like writing poetry? If you have any gains at the moment, why not recite it to everyone."

"Yes! Such a beautiful scenery is a waste of writing poetry."

"Hurry up and say a few words to meet the situation!"

The people in the apartment knew Park Jie better than Zhou Lang. After hearing this, they all followed suit and asked him to write a poem on the spot.

Although everyone knows that Park Jie's poem is just that, it's not to make him happy~

Park Jie's recent son is a bit difficult. He was originally immersed in his own sorrow, but now he is being pulled out by Zhang Xiang's nonsense.

Seeing that everyone was looking at themselves with anticipation, they finally felt happy and said reservedly:

"Such beautiful scenery and infinite scenery, I happen to have a poem here called Tannan, which can meet the scenery."

"Sing quickly!"

"We're all listening attentively~"

Park Jie looked around and found that several people were looking at him. Even the boss of the boat Tong Jianguo also cast a curious look. Then he cleared his throat and recited a poem:

"Sigh Nan

South America, the scenery has never been known

....”

"Wait a minute!" Before he could recite a few words, Zhang Xiang interrupted him, "Park Jie, isn't your poem the one we just said?"

"Yes~" Song Xiaoyun also reacted, "I remember that poem is called "Remembering Jiangnan!"

Park Jie stopped chanting and explained seriously: "Don't ask for Hu. Mr. Zuiyin's poem is called Impression of Jiangnan. My poem is called Tannan. It seems similar, but in fact it is two completely different poems. Listen to me chant carefully!"

Everyone saw Park Jie's seriousness and no longer made noise at the moment. They were ready to listen to him chanting the complete poem patiently.

Park Jie was convinced by everyone and started chanting again:

"Sigh Nan

In South America, the scenery has never been known.

The flowers coming out of the mountain are better than fire, and the water coming from the river is as green as blue.

How can you not sigh?”

After reciting a poem, Park Jie couldn't help but feel a little proud.

He looked up at everyone and found that everyone was stunned. He was shocked by the good poems he had obtained with his wonderful hands. His heart became more refreshed and the depression he had suffered was wiped out.

"Showing ugly! Showing ugly! Everyone doesn't have to do this! There is no need to do this..." Park Jie bowed his hands and said to the few people.

"What~~~" Zhang Xiang reacted, slapped his legs and shouted, "Aren't you Bai Juyi's memories of Jiangnan? What's the difference?"

"Hahahaha~" Xia Meng laughed uncontrollably, "Park Jie! People copy plagiarism at least change their appearance. You are so stupid! I'm so laughing to death~hahaha~"

Song Xiaoyun even said angrily: "I thought you could write any poems, what do you think you can do? What do you mean? That is, Bai Juyi has long been gone, otherwise he would come to the door with a palette and point at your nose and scold you!"

"Don't take it seriously, Park Jie is deliberately making us happy! Are you a little humorous? "

Seeing that Park Jie's face turned red, Zhou Lang quickly came out to smooth things over.

Zhao Huan also echoed: "Yes! Let's liven up the atmosphere~ hahaha! Park Jie, you are so funny!"

Unexpectedly, when several people did this, Park Jie still argued seriously although he was blushing.

"No...don't be fooled!

You don't understand anymore.

There is no sentence in my poem like Mr. Zuiyin. When you look roughly, it seems to have similarities, but when you look closely, it shows two completely different poems.

The time, place, characters, and things here are completely different.

So how could I copy it?

Don’t slander people’s innocence out of thin air!”

"Stop coming! Even fools can tell that it is plagiarism!"

"The similarity is 99%, are you embarrassed to be plagiarized?"

"Stop quibbling, you are not called plagiarism, there is nothing called plagiarism below!"

Everyone would not accept Park Jie's quibble, and they all agreed that he was plagiarizing.

Park Jie finally became panicked. Unexpectedly, the things that he thought was perfect could be easily seen through by everyone!

Although he was ashamed, he was unwilling to admit defeat after all, and all kinds of strange words kept coming out.

"Writing poetry and writing can be a blessing, what do you know!

Although it is similar, it is seemingly true but not bad~

The so-called sparse bamboo and dark osmanthus are the elegant things that have been passed down through the ages?!

Things that use allusions to quote scriptures and create again..."

Park Jie opened his eyes wide, and made a vocal statement, and then he talked about the wonderful theories such as "studying" and "not copying" and others, and everyone couldn't understand them.

Fortunately, the few people got along for a long time and knew each other well, and knew that he was a good person, so they no longer bothered with him. They just thought he was talking to himself and did not refute him.

Anyway, Bai Juyi has nothing to say, so what can they have to say?

Everyone ignored him and talked there, turned around and began to appreciate the beautiful scenery on both sides of the Taiwan Strait.
Chapter completed!