Learn a magical skill every year, and start with Xiao Li Fei Dao

Chapter 163

"I... I'm fine."

Xiao Rong took out a yellow silk handkerchief and wiped the wine off her face.

"Xiao Ping'an, what do you mean by this?" Zhang Xue said dissatisfiedly.

You took five thousand taels, but not only did you not write a poem, you also made trouble at the poetry meeting of this palace. You are so disobedient, believe it or not, I will spank you.

Xiao Ping'an hasn't spoken yet!

Zhang Jian spoke directly: "Chen Zhou, you actually vomited, do you think that the poem written by Brother Nai Zhao is too bad?"

This guy, obviously, is trying to sow discord between Xiao Ping'an and Sima Zhuifeng.

For Zhang Jian, the enemy of his enemy is his friend.

If Xiao Ping'an has one more enemy, then he will be very happy.

Sure enough, he said so.

Sima Zhuifeng looked at Xiao Ping'an, and a look of dissatisfaction appeared on his face.

"No, I don't mean that, Brother Nai Zhao, his poems are very, very good... hahahaha."

Xiao Ping'an couldn't stand it and laughed out loud.

Sima Zhuifeng's face was full of black lines.

Laugh at your sister.

I am writing a poem, not telling a joke.

He really couldn't think of what was so funny about his good poem.

...

"Okay, Xiao Ping'an, stop laughing." Zhang Xue said helplessly.

She really couldn't think of Sima Zhuifeng's poem, which was obviously very good!

What was so funny about it.

As an ancient person, even if Zhang Xue racked her brains, she couldn't think that the reason why Xiao Ping'an laughed was not because of Sima Zhuifeng's poem, but because of his courtesy name.

Which serious person would come up with a courtesy name like Naizhao.

Seeing Xiao Ping'an stopped laughing.

Zhang Xue said with some expectation: "Xiao Ping'an, have you thought of it?"

Xiao Ping'an glanced at her.

Under her charming eyes, he nodded: "Well, no."

Zhang Xue: "..."

No, why are you nodding?

She shook her head and smiled self-deprecatingly.

I shouldn't have expected anything from this guy.

More than a year has passed, and Xiao Ping'an still hasn't published any new works. It should be as he said, he has run out of ideas.

...

This person, like many people, is just a flash in the pan. He is useless.

Hao Tong looked at Xiao Ping'an with a mocking look.

Zhang Jian said: "Sister Xue, can you announce the first place of this poetry meeting?"

"Okay." Zhang Xue nodded, "Who do you think should be the first place of this poetry meeting?"

"Needless to say! It must be Master Hao Tong."

"It must be Master Hao Tong."

"Master Hao Tong, Master Hao Tong."

"..."

Seeing that everyone was praising him, Hao Tong smiled modestly, said nothing, and looked at Zhang Xue with a smile.

Come on, my princess, announce that I am the best...

"Yes." Zhang Xue nodded: "Then, I announce that the champion of this poetry meeting is..."

"Wait a minute." Xiao Ping'an suddenly said loudly.

Zhang Xue hasn't spoken yet!

One of Hao Tong's younger brothers shouted loudly: "Xiao Ping'an, why did you interrupt the seventh princess? You are so brave?"

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, Xiao Ping'an blinked innocently: "I haven't written a poem yet."

The younger brother said speechlessly: "Didn't you say you didn't write a poem?"

"I didn't have it just now, but now I have it."

Damn, this kid.

Hao Tong put one hand behind his back and clenched his fist directly.

To be honest, at this moment, Hao Tong wanted to punch Xiao Ping'an to death.

You didn't say it earlier or later, but you had to wait until the seventh princess announced that I was the first.

You just don't get along with me, right? You just can't stand seeing me do well, right?

Okay, okay, Xiao Ping'an, I'll remember you. If you go against me, I hope you won't regret it later...

Although he hated Xiao Ping'an to death, his good education and the personality he maintained on weekdays did not allow Hao Tong to show abnormality.

So, he looked at Xiao Ping'an and smiled slightly: "Brother Chen Zhou, have you thought of it? Is it a poem or a lyric?"

"Since yours is a poem, then I will also write a poem."

Xiao Ping'an said lightly.

Damn, Hao Tong cursed in his heart.

What is this?

You mean, you not only thought of a poem, but also a lyric.

You are bragging.

To be honest, this time I really performed beyond my level.

I have been recognized by the world, although the time for literary infusion is relatively short, only three minutes...

But, a real man for three minutes is also amazing, okay.

So, Hao Tong is very confident in himself.

I don't believe that Xiao Ping'an can write a better poem than myself.

Hao Tong's eyes flickered slightly, with a look on his faceWith a warm smile, he made a gesture of invitation to Xiao Pingan: "Okay, Brother Chen Zhou, come, it's your turn to perform."

"Come on."

Xiao Pingan smiled and walked to the window like Hao Tong.

Looking at the deep night outside, he coughed, "Ahem, Aba Aba, Aba Aba..."

"What are you talking about?"

"This is also a poem."

"Get out!"

"Princess, I report Xiao Pingan for disturbing the scene, and please ask the guards to throw him out."

"..."

Everyone glared at Xiao Pingan who was speaking an alien language.

Fuck, I don't understand what Xiao Pingan is saying.

Zhang Xue looked at Xiao Pingan and frowned: "Is this the language of a foreign country?"

"No."