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Chapter 119 New Definition of Garbage

"For Miss Jiang to appreciate me, Brother Li must have something special." A man holding a paper fan and with two locks of hair on his sideburns said with a smile, "I, Tan Wenbo, rely on friends to give me face, so they all call me Tan Caizi.

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"It turns out to be Tan Caizi. He's so awesome. I admire him." Li Qi said with a smile and cupped his hands.

"Everyone gets together today just to chat and recite poems. Since Miss Jiang has brought Brother Li here, it proves that Brother Li must have attainments in poetry and songs that are beyond my generation."

Tan Wenbo smiled and said: "I wonder if Brother Li can let me see it for a while?"

Damn it, let me recite poems and write poems? You are really brave.

Without waiting for Li Qi to reply, Jiang Yuzhu said: "He said that he is just a businessman, and naturally he is not as good at poetry and poetry as you are."

This girl is obviously speaking for herself, but why does she feel like she is being looked down upon?

"As far as I know, there are quite a few businessmen who are proficient in poetry and poetry." Tan Wenbai seemed to insist on Li Qilu's skills.

To be honest, Li Qi has no interest in this kind of pretense and has no technical content at all.

"Okay, since Mr. Tan has said so, if I don't give him face, it may not be justified." Li Qi said with a smile, "I wonder how Mr. Tan wants me to show you?"

Tan Wenbo was a little surprised. He obviously didn't expect that this guy would agree, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Could it be that this seemingly ordinary guy really has two skills?

But he had already said his words, and it was obvious that he could not take them back.

Taking a deep breath, Tan Wenbai glanced at Sucheng Lake. There were several wooden boats on it, so he pointed with a paper fan and said: "Why don't we use the lake boats as an introduction, and Brother Li will compose a poem for us?"

Jiang Yuzhu glanced at Li Qi, feeling a little worried, and gently pulled him under the table, as if asking: Are you okay?

Li Qi gave her a reassuring look and nodded slightly.

"Okay! Then I'm not talented, so I'll show my shame!"

Li Qi stood up, walked to the edge of the corridor, looked at the wooden boat in the lake not far away, pursed his lips, and said slowly: "I often remember that the sun is setting in the creek pavilion, and I am so drunk that I don't know the way back. I returned to the boat late after having fun, and accidentally entered

Deep in the lotus flower..."

As soon as these two lines of poetry came out, everyone else couldn't help but be stunned.

Although Jiang Yuzhu was careless, he also knew some rhythms of poetry. For a moment, he felt that Li Qi in front of him had become strange.

Li Qi glanced at the crowd with his peripheral vision and said proudly: In the nine years of compulsory education, I was often forced by the Chinese teacher to recite poems. I didn't dare to say the right words, but I can't beat you easily?

"No more?"

Seeing that Li Qi didn't continue to speak, someone couldn't help but ask.

Li Qi turned around and said: "It's a pity, it's a pity that everyone here is rubbish..."

"I always remember that the sun is setting in the creek pavilion, and I am so drunk that I don't know the way back. I return to the boat late after my excitement, and I stray into the depths of the lotus root. What a pity, what a pity, that everyone here is rubbish?"

Someone repeated Li Qi's words, obviously a little confused.

The last sentence of the original word is: Fighting for the crossing, fighting for the crossing, startling a pool of gulls and herons.

Li Qi obviously forgot, so he made up a sentence on the spot.

It’s true that I didn’t read for three days and the content was completely messed up.

"Brother Li, don't you know what garbage is?" Tan Wenbai asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Li Qi smiled and said: "This rubbish is my hometown dialect, which means something more precious than gems."

"More precious than gems?" Someone said, "In that case, Brother Li said that everyone here is rubbish, so why is it a pity?"

"It's a pity because I'm not talented and don't deserve to be called trash. I'm really ashamed." Li Qi said.

Tan Wenbo waved his hand and said: "If Brother Li is not garbage, how can we call him garbage?"

Li Qi was startled. What he said made sense, but I couldn't refute it!

"I can't tell that Brother Li has such a high attainment in poetry. It was Tan who made a mistake just now. I hope Brother Li can forgive me." Tan Wenbai clasped his hands and said.

"Brother Tan is too polite. You are the rubbish. I cannot be called rubbish." Li Qi smiled.

"Brother Li is not only very talented, but he is also so humble, which really puts me to shame." Tan Wenbai said, picking up a glass of wine on the table and said, "I will punish myself with a glass of wine."

Although Li Qi didn't think he was very powerful, he didn't like those arty people either.

As a human being, the more vulgar it is, the more vulgar it is. Being happy is the most important thing. You have to pretend every day. How tiring is it?

"In addition to poetry, can Brother Li know how to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?" Tan Wenbai asked.

Is it over yet?

This guy is not letting himself get frustrated today. Is he feeling uncomfortable?

Since you came to the door yourself, don't blame me for being rude.

"I'm really not talented at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but there is one thing I am particularly good at." Li Qi said.

"Oh? I wonder what it is?"

"It's a guessing game played by children in my hometown."

"Children's guessing game?"

"Yes, this is what I'm best at."

Tan Wenbo said disapprovingly: "What's so difficult about children's guessing? Brother Li really has a unique taste."

"Yes, I prefer things that are childish. How about I come up with a puzzle and let Brother Tan guess it? If I guess it right, I will punish myself with a drink. If I don't guess it correctly, Brother Tan will have a drink.

,how?"

"What's so difficult about this? Brother Li, just ask the question."

"What beans can fly?" Li Qi asked.

Tan Wenbo hesitated for a moment and said, "No beans can fly?"

Li Qidao: "The magical beans can fly."

Tan Wenbo said: "Is this also considered the answer?"

"Why doesn't it count?" Li Qi said, "Then let me ask you again, why can rabbits fly?"

Tan Wenbai looked embarrassed, and after a moment he said: "Rabbits can't fly!"

"Wrong! The rabbit ate the magic beans, so it can fly."

"Ah?" Tan Wenbai looked depressed.

Li Qi smiled and said: "Last question, why can eagles fly?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tan Wenbo's eyes lit up and he replied: "Because it ate the magic beans!"

"wrong."

"Is this wrong? That means it ate the rabbit that accidentally ate the magic beans!"

"Not bad."

Li Qi shook his head helplessly.

"Then what's the correct answer?" Tan Wenbo felt like he was about to collapse.

"The eagle can fly because it has wings." Li Qi said.

Tan Wenbo was stupid, and so were the people around him.

On the contrary, Jiang Yuzhu looked at Li Qi with interest.

"Brother Tan is wrong on all three questions. It seems that he will have to drink three drinks as a penalty." Li Qi smiled and poured three glasses of wine for Tan Wenbai. "Brother Tan, please."

Tan Wenbo looked at Li Qi and then at Jiang Yuzhu, feeling depressed in his heart.

However, for the sake of face, he still gritted his teeth and drank the three glasses of wine in one go.


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