The two couldn't help but stop and looked towards the wooden building. They saw a huge plaque on the lintel, with three beautiful characters like "Yueyue Pavilion" written on it.

The two of them entered Yiyue Pavilion accompanied by their entourage.

A lively scene immediately hit us, and the huge lobby was already filled with 70% to 80% of guests.

Zhang Lang glanced at the scene and saw that the entire lobby was circular in shape, with a circular singing platform in the middle. At this moment, there was a music girl sitting on the singing platform playing the piano and singing a cappella. The singing and the music complemented each other beautifully.

Around the singing stage, there were many seats distributed in sequence like a Nine Palaces and Bagua chart. The guests were sitting on those seats, eating and drinking while enjoying the performance of Lucky Girl.

At this time, a beautiful maid came to Zhang Lang and the others, bowed Yingying, and said with a smile: "Do you two young masters have reserved seats?"

Xu Cheng looked at Zhang Lang, as if he was following Zhang Lang's lead. Zhang Lang smiled and said, "Let's just sit in the hall."

The maid responded and immediately asked: "You two gentlemen, please come with me!" Then she led Zhang Lang and his group to the north of the singing platform, came to an empty seat, and asked with a smile: "

What do you two gentlemen think of this place?"

Seeing that there were many empty seats here, Zhang Lang nodded and said, "This is it." Then he sat down on an empty seat nearby. Xu Cheng sat next to Zhang Lang, while the entourage of the two men scattered around.

Sit down on the empty seats around.

"Two gentlemen, what do you want?" the maid asked with a smile.

Zhang Lang said: "Just a pot of wine on each table and a few side dishes to go with the wine."

The maid responded and said: "Please wait a moment." Then she walked slowly down the stairs.

Xu Cheng stared at the swaying waist of the maid, couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, and sighed: "It is indeed a famous gold-selling cave! Even the little maid is so touching!"

Zhang Lang smiled and said: "Brother Xu is still as philanthropic as before!"

Xu Cheng couldn't help but sigh, and then glanced at Zhang Lang with infinite jealousy, and said: "If I were like Brother Yuan, with so many beautiful women hidden in my home, I would definitely be able to look at him without looking away like Brother Yuan.

of!"

Zhang Lang rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Don't tell me, I'm just like you. To tell you the truth, I didn't even touch their little hands!"

Zhang Lang felt depressed in his heart. He felt that he had never really touched a woman since he came to this world, but he was said to be having a lot of love at home every night. This was too unfair!

Xu Cheng's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief. It felt like Zhang Lang was joking with him, and he couldn't help but look at Zhang Lang's lower body, showing a suspicious look.

Zhang Lang saw Xu Cheng's thoughts and cursed angrily: "Don't fucking think so much! I'm very normal!"

Yan Lan, who was sitting at the next table, looked at the two people talking nonsense and couldn't help but frowning slightly, with a look of disgust in her eyes.

"Eh? Isn't this the Fourth Young Master?" A very beautiful female voice suddenly came.

Zhang Lang followed the sound and saw a tall girl dressed as a man in a scholar's robe. His heart moved, and he felt as if he had seen her at the Cai Mansion's poetry meeting not long ago. However, the two parties did not meet at that time, so they did not know.

what is her name.

"My little girl, Sima Qingyi, has met the Fourth Young Master." The girl introduced herself generously. Then she pointed to the handsome man beside her who looked unhappy and said, "His name is Zhang Hairen, and he is my cousin."

Zhang Hairen cupped his hands towards Zhang Lang and Xu Cheng and said, "Nice to meet you." He said it was a pleasure to meet him, but his face fell down, as if someone owed him five million.

"So it's Miss Sima and Brother Zhang!" Xu Cheng said with clasped fists, eyes shining. No wonder he was like this, after all, this Sima Qingyi can be compared with Yueying in terms of appearance, figure and temperament.

Sima Qingyi smiled at Xu Cheng, and Xu Cheng was immediately fascinated. His eyes swept towards Zhang Lang, and he cupped his fists and said, "I wonder if the two of us are lucky enough to sit at the same table with the Fourth Young Master?"

Zhang Lang smiled and said, "We are destined to meet each other. Please sit down, both of you."

Sima Qingyi's eyes lit up, and he chewed the words 'we are destined to meet each other' in his mouth for a while, then said thank you and sat down between Zhang Lang and Xu Cheng.

Zhang Hairen originally wanted to sit next to Sima Qingyi, but there were no seats on either side of Sima Qingyi, so he had to sit opposite Sima Qingyi. The four people filled up a small wine table.

At this time, the maid who had come to greet her just now led several younger maids over, carrying many drinks and side dishes, and placed them on each table. After saying goodbye, she left.

Sima Qingyi looked at Zhang Lang with great interest, and then said with emotion: "I have long heard that the Prime Minister, the Fourth Young Master, is a rare and outstanding figure in the world. At first, my little sister did not believe it, but not long ago, I really saw the four young masters.

What a great talent you have!"

Zhang Lang picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said with a smile: "It's just a poem, it doesn't count as much skill."

Zhang Hairen suddenly said: "The Fourth Young Master is very talented in literature. I wonder if the Fourth Young Master can improvise a song so that we can admire his great talent."

Zhang Lang put down his wine glass and glanced at Zhang Hairen, feeling that although this guy was smiling, there was a sinister look in his eyes.

Then I understood and felt that this boy still didn't believe in his talent in poetry. He was just looking for an opportunity to make a fool of himself!

When I think about this, I can't help but feel funny. I just wonder why there are such people everywhere! It's none of your business whether others are talented or not. Why do you have to see others make a fool of themselves to feel happy?

"I don't have any talent for poetry, so it's better not to show off my shame." Zhang Lang told the truth.

Seeing Zhang Lang say this, Zhang Hairen thought he had guessed correctly. The other party was actually incompetent, and the previous poems were just based on other people's works. Thinking of this, a look of contempt appeared in his eyes.

But Sima Qingyi, who was sitting opposite him, smiled and said: "The Fourth Young Master is too self-effacing! Who was not amazed by the Fourth Young Master's talent at the poetry conference? How can you say that he has no talent in poetry?

If the Fourth Young Master is not talented in poetry and prose, I am afraid that all scholars in the world can only be called illiterate! If I can see the fourth Young Master's masterpieces again, my little girl's trip tonight will be worthwhile!"

Zhang Hairen was very unhappy when he saw Sima Qingyi talking to Zhang Lang like this, and said hurriedly: "Qingyi, please don't force yourself to make things difficult for others! The Fourth Young Master himself said that he doesn't want to show his shame anymore!"

Sima Qingyi looked at Zhang Lang with an aggrieved look, and said softly: "Is it possible that the little girl is so worthless to the Fourth Young Master? So the Fourth Young Master doesn't bother to talk to the little girl?"

Zhang Hairen became jealous when he saw Sima Qingyi speaking to Zhang Lang like this. He looked at Zhang Lang and said angrily: "Fourth Young Master, this is your fault. If you really can't do it, just admit it. It's hard to hide it like this.

If it doesn’t work, do you still want to cheat and gain fame?”
Chapter completed!