Shenhao: At the beginning, the school beauty wore Balenciaga to express her love

Lin Fei then hung up the phone without giving Long Feng a chance to speak again.

"Hey...hey!"

Long Feng on the other end roared angrily at the phone, but to no avail.

"Lin Fei...I will let you know the consequences of provoking the Long family!"

You must know that the influence of a top family like the Long Family is self-evident. Even if the dignitaries meet them, they will lower their expensive heads.

No one has ever dared to be so rude in front of Long Feng, so Long Feng vowed to repay the debt twice as much.

Originally, Long Feng planned to lower his profile. After all, Lin Fei was a junior, but he was the leader and future head of the Long family.

He was so humiliated by a junior who was less than twenty years old. How could he survive if the news spread?

So Long Feng directly called the person in charge abroad and said:

"Immediately spend a lot of money to recruit mercenaries for me. No matter how much money you spend, we must drive out the Lin family's mercenaries!"

The person in charge of the Long family abroad is named Long Er. After hearing what Long Feng said, he couldn't help but look embarrassed:

"Master, if you don't stay abroad all year round, you may not know that the mercenaries who deal with our Long family are blood wolves, not ordinary mercenaries."

Long Er said this very euphemistically, but the implication was that he couldn't deal with it, because to deal with a mercenary army of tens of thousands like the Blood Wolf, unless a powerful military country came forward, the strength of one family alone would be of no use.

Long Er felt that Young Master Long Feng and his family were used to being pampered in China. He felt that China was easy to talk to everywhere, but Africa was not their territory.

If the relationship is not handled properly, it will disappear every minute without returning.

Although there are ancient martial arts masters in China, there are also masters from other cultivation systems abroad, and even many masters are unimaginably powerful.

Long Er personally saw a beautiful woman with blond hair and blue eyes, who pressed the top master of the Chinese mainland to the ground and rubbed it. In the end, the master of the Chinese mainland could only kneel down and beg for mercy, and barely managed to save his life.

So what Long Er wants to say is: The water abroad is very deep, Master Long, you can't control it.

But Long Feng, who is the only one in the world, doesn’t listen to this:

"You can do it if you are told. There is so much nonsense! No matter how much it costs, our Long family can afford it!"

After hearing Long Feng's words, Long Er chose to shut up. Anyway, it was not spending his money. He was working for the Long family. Although his surname was Long, the Long family had never regarded him as one of their own.

"Okay, Master Feng, I'll get started immediately!"

After hanging up the phone, Long Feng held a glass of whiskey and crushed the glass with force.

He vowed to make Lin Fei pay the price...

After the conversation was divided, Lin Fei's mood was not affected in any way, and he had already driven Ye Shisheng to a restaurant in Jiangcheng City.

This Chinese restaurant is called Chaoran Building. It is the largest Chinese restaurant in Jiangcheng, even more luxurious than Beixiang Pavilion.

The twelve-story ancient building stands in the most prosperous area of ​​Jiangcheng City, where land is at a premium. Its value can be imagined.

Chaoran Building also often receives foreign tourists and guests, and the tourists are full of praise for the Chinese cuisine.

Today, Chaoran Building is also very lively, and there seems to be some kind of activity going on.

Lin Fei and Ye Shisheng walked into the hall and took a closer look. There was a line of large characters written on the banner:

The 3rd China Cup Poetry Competition

There are also detailed competition rules below. It seems that every diner who comes to dine is qualified to participate in the competition. He can compose a poem or a lyric on the inscription board, and then the judges will score.

Recognized works will not only be eligible for free meals, but also receive trophies and bonuses, with the first place bonus up to one million.

"Poetry competition?"

Lin Fei knew that many things in this normal time and space were different from his previous ones, just like there were no singers like Jay Chou here, so his song "Qili Xiang" became popular all over the Internet.

Similarly, there are no Li Bai or Du Fu in this world, let alone great writers like Su Shi and Li Qingzhao.

Although there are some eye-catching works in China in this time and space, overall they are very lacking.

I guess everyone is focusing all their energy on practicing ancient martial arts.

Ye Shisheng is a loyal supporter of ancient Chinese culture. Ancient Han clothing, ancient songs, ancient poetry, etc. are all her favorites.

So as soon as he saw this activity, Ye Shisheng stepped forward to see the excitement.

At this time, there was a burst of applause from the crowd. It turned out that a poet wrote a good poem, which was well received by the judges and the audience.

"What poem is so well written?"

Lin Fei couldn't help but stepped forward to take a look, and his jaw almost dropped.

I saw a mahogany teleprompter board with four lines of ancient poetry written on it:

"One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces,"

"Five pieces, six pieces, seven or eight pieces."

"Nine pieces, ten pieces, eleven pieces,"

"It flies into the flowers and disappears."

It was such a simple limerick, but it attracted bursts of applause from the audience, and the judges unanimously gave high scores.

"This song is so artistically written. I seem to see snow floating into my eyes."

"Indeed, this poem is simple and yet retains its artistic conception. It is truly a masterpiece in today's poetry world."

"Which great poet wrote this poem? The literary talent is really high, I love it."

Hearing everyone's praise, the author of this poem, Aixinjueluo Zhao Si, couldn't help but feel very grateful.

You must know that he has been studying poetry and poetry since he was a child, and has won many awards in this area, especially this one, but he has been writing it for a long time, and it is a masterpiece that ranks among the bottom of the box.

Sure enough, this high-standard China Cup Poetry Competition received an enthusiastic response.

Seeing everyone praising this poem crazily, Lin Fei showed his black question mark face:

[?ヘ??]

"Is this poem good? Are you kidding me?"

"I can write three hundred limericks like this in a day. To write such poems is to insult our Chinese culture."

Lin Fei, who grew up under the influence of poetry sages, naturally looked down upon such spicy limericks.

After hearing Lin Fei's complaints, Zhao Si's loyal fans became angry and began to angrily complain about Lin Fei:

"Where did this little brat come from and dare to say that our Poet Zhao's poems are not good?"

"That's right, such a masterpiece is not as good as your Dharma Eye? Then how powerful are you?"

"Don't just talk, go ahead and do it, don't just leave it alone."

Everyone started to complain like crazy.

When Zhao Si heard someone saying that his poems were not good, he stood up and ridiculed:

"Brother, you said my writing is not good. If you have the ability, just write one."

"If you write better poetry than me, I, Zhao, will be willing to close my pen and withdraw from the literary world."

After hearing these words, Lin Fei felt that it was necessary to show them what real Chinese poetry was.

"Bring me a pen!"

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