I deliver food to Wanjie

What the old man with the white beard told you, can you make it a little more outrageous!

Qi Zhenxuan was also completely confused by Wu Feng's words!

He was stunned for a while before he burst out laughing.

"Wu Feng, you just... oh! Since you don't want to share with everyone, I won't force you, but you don't have to use such words to prevaricate, right?"

He was really speechless to Wu Feng!

And Wu Rui, who was sitting next to Wu Feng, was clenching her fists hard at this moment, her little face was flushed red!

She could hardly stop laughing!

"You can't laugh...I have to cooperate with my brother, and I can't show my secrets..."

Looking at Yuan Hua again, at this moment, he finally regained his composure.

"Wu Feng!"

"Are you kidding me!? Originally, I thought that in your capacity, you would definitely not be able to write such a poem. Maybe you copied it from somewhere."

"It's good now, you actually said it was a dream! You are so awesome!"

Wu Feng just smiled lightly at this.

This Yuan Hua has been hostile to him from the very beginning, and Wu Feng also mentioned to his younger sister that he is the president of the Poetry Club of Los Angeles University!

Therefore, Wu Feng understood that the other party was probably jealous of him!

Coincidentally, Wu Feng especially likes to see the appearance of his enemies not being used to him, but also unable to kill him.

"Don't dare to take it! I think it's better to give it to you, Brother Yuan Hua!"

"you……"

Yuan Hua's nose was crooked for a while!

With trembling hands, he pointed at Wu Feng!

"Don't you dare to fool me! What? Seeing so many big names in the literary world at the scene, you feel flustered and dare not admit it? Why didn't you expect this day when you copied the poems? You must be really awesome. Just do another song on the spot!

"If you can do it, I, Yuan Hua, will worship you as my teacher, and I will bow when I see you! How dare you!"

"This..." Wu Feng touched his nose and said with a smile, "Forget it, I don't want to accept an apprentice like you."

"I'm going! I'm really shameless for you!" Yuan Hua's anger was completely ignited, and he couldn't help but look at Wu Rui, and said angrily: "I really feel worthless for Wu Rui, to have you Such a shameless brother, I'm afraid it won't take long, you've even taught Wu Rui badly!"

"What did you say?"

When Wu Rui was mentioned, Wu Feng became unhappy!

"I said! With a brother like you, Wu Rui will be spoiled by you sooner or later! Hmph!"

"Hehe." Wu Feng's face turned cold and he laughed out loud.

Seeing Wu Feng like this, Wu Rui knew that he was completely angry, so she hurriedly tried to dissuade him.

But Wu Feng stood up slowly, walked to the table with the Four Treasures of the Study in the middle, and picked up the writing brush on the table.

"You all want to see me write another song, right? That's fine, that white-bearded grandfather taught me another song in my dream that night!"

After finishing speaking, Wu Feng dipped himself in thick ink and wrote the first line on the spread rice paper!

"Don't listen to Chuanlin's rain..."

"Hmph! What a pretense! I'd like to see what else he can write!"

Immediately, everyone around gathered around!

Qi Zhenxuan, who was the closest, naturally came over immediately.

When Wu Feng wrote the first two sentences, he was completely stunned!

"Don't listen to the sound of the rain in Chuanlin, why not scream and walk slowly..."

Just the first two sentences describe a super strong inner world that completely abandons all worldly things and follows the heart!

The contempt and sarcasm of so many people at the banquet is not "the sound of rain through the forest"?

And Wu Feng endured again and again, so why not "Why not move forward slowly while singing and screaming"?

This is... This is using poetry to slap so many people in the face!

Qi Zhenxuan couldn't hide the shock in his heart, and it showed on his face.

He hurriedly read on.

"Bamboo sticks and awning shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? Ren Pingsheng in a misty rain."

"It's expected that the spring breeze blows and wakes up, it's slightly cold, but the mountain top is slanting to welcome you."

"Looking back at the bleak place, when I return, there is no wind, rain or sunshine."

So far, a word is over!

Wu Feng threw the brush in his hand, faced everyone present, smiled faintly, turned around and took Wu Rui away!

"Hey, hey! Let's go now, what the hell are you writing! The words are so ugly, what are you pretending for!"

Seeing this, Yuan Hua hurried over and was about to pull Wu Feng!

At this moment, Qi Zhenxuan, who had been unable to speak for a long time, suddenly lost his temper!

"Yuan Hua! Get the hell out of here!"

"what?"

Yuan Hua was taken aback, and didn't understand why Qi Zhenxuan lost his temper at him!

But Qi Zhenxuan looked towards the door, his lips trembling slightly.

"This son... this son must be good to each other! Whether my Luocheng literary circle can reach the pinnacle of the literary world in the future depends on him!"

As soon as he said a word, the audience was terrified!

(To be continued)

Both sides invited!

Walking out of the restaurant, Wu Rui took Wu Feng's arm and kept asking.

"Brother, brother! What's the name of the poem you wrote?"

Wu Feng smiled slightly.

Not long ago, he couldn't bear it anymore, launched the "Cai Gao Ba Dou" and directly wrote another famous poem by Dongpo layman!

""Fixed Storm"!"

At this moment, he could guess with his toes, the faces of those guys at the banquet must be swollen, right?

Wu Feng secretly smiled. This method of "Wen Chao Gong" was only seen in novels. I tried it today, and it was really just a word!

Cool!

On the other side, at the banquet.

Qi Zhenxuan angrily reprimanded Yuan Hua holding the article "Settling the Storm" written by Wu Feng pitifully.

"I really don't know what Lao Fang thinks of people! He even recommended me to join our Los Angeles Literature Club!"

"Looking at it now! I'm afraid he is old and dizzy!"

Qi Zhenxuan roared angrily, all the people present were so angry that they didn't dare to say anything!

Really, what Wu Feng showed was too amazing!

A "Fixed Storm", but the content perfectly fits the previous scene!

My group of people have completely become the chief culprits who have driven away the peerless great writer without knowing Mount Tai!

Qi Zhenxuan got angry and gradually calmed down.

He immediately ordered: "Come here! Quickly frame this poem written by Master Wu and send it to my study!"

Immediately, someone took the rice paper from Yuan Hua's hand, and up to this moment, Yuan Hua still looked dazed!

"Old Qi! Why, this poem is clearly written in a very ordinary way, and the writing is also very ugly..."

"Shut up!" Qi Zhenxuan immediately wanted to kick Yuan Hua out!

"What do you know!?"

"From today onwards, you, Yuan Hua, are not allowed to use the name of the Poetry Club to publish articles in any journal! We in the Los Angeles literary world cannot afford to lose this person!"

"When do you want to understand the meaning of that poem, and then come to the door to ask Mr. Wu for forgiveness, and after you get his forgiveness, come talk to me about it again!"

"Humph!"

After finishing speaking, Qi Zhenxuan waved his sleeves and left with a cold face!

……

Wu Feng sent Wu Rui back to school. Looking at the time, it was already past nine o'clock.

He rode an eDonkey, ran a few more takeaway orders, and finally returned home.

As a result, not long after he arrived home, a black car stopped downstairs of his house.

It was Qi Zhenxuan and Professor Fang who got out of the car!

"right here?"

Professor Fang nodded: "According to the school's statistics, Wu Rui's home is here, so naturally Wu Feng is also here."

"Very good, let's go up! Let me talk about everything later, you must pay attention to your attitude!" Qi Zhenxuan said with a serious face.

At this moment, another car stopped here.

"Oh, Mr. Qi, why are you here?"

The one who got on and off the car was a slightly bald middle-aged man. When he saw Qi Zhenxuan who was about to go upstairs, he immediately shouted.

Qi Zhenxuan froze for a moment, turned his head, and didn't turn around for a long time.

"You...Fang Tong!? Why are you here?"

"Hey." The man called Fang Tong smiled and pointed upstairs: "Old Qi, I'm here to find Master Wu Feng!"

"what!?"

Qi Zhenxuan was stunned for a moment, and then his expression turned serious: "What are you looking for Master Wu for!?"

"Of course I want to invite Master Wu to join our Calligraphy Association!"

"Hmph!" Qi Zhenxuan blew his beard angrily. This Fang Tong was naturally invited to the banquet at night because he belonged to the literati circle.

Naturally, he saw all the scenes at the banquet, but Qi Zhenxuan didn't expect that the other party would come to find him.

"Fang Tong, you're not interesting enough, kid. Isn't it enough to watch the jokes of our literature club at the banquet? Now you want to snatch someone?"

Fang Tong quickly said seriously: "Old Qi, look at what you said, we all saw what happened to Master Wu at the banquet! Your literature club doesn't know gold, and our Calligraphy Association didn't do anything to offend Master Wu ..."

Speaking of this, Fang Tong chuckled, the implication was already very clear, your literature club just offended Wu Feng before, and now you want to invite him, how can such a cheap thing happen!

Qi Zhenxuan almost stopped swearing, but he also knew that things at the banquet were indeed a bit unkind, so he snorted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense! If that's the case, then we'll let Master Wu choose for himself!"

After finishing speaking, Qi Zhenxuan hurriedly took steps, not like an old man in his eighties at all, and went straight upstairs!

Seeing this, Fang Tong naturally quickly followed!

Here, Wu Feng had just boiled hot water and was about to soak his feet when suddenly the door rang.

"Who is this..."

As soon as he opened the door, Wu Feng froze.

"Hehe, your hands and feet are very fast, so you're here?"

Qi Zhenxuan chuckled: "Master Wu, you won't be disturbed if you come to visit so late?"

"Yes." Wu Feng replied cheerfully.

"Forehead……"