However, this kind of harmless sarcasm was of no use to Xiao Han at all. Instead, it aroused Xiao Han's arrogance.
I don’t know whether it was because he was deliberately angry with Dou Jingtong, or because he suddenly gained weight today! In full view of everyone, Xiao Han suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Xue Pan’s hand, before Xue Pan, who was almost startled, could react.
, and said to her affectionately: "You know, there is no place in life where we don't meet each other! I went to your house today and I was a little disappointed not to see you. I didn't expect that I saw you here again. Isn't it a great arrangement?
wonderful?"
At this moment, Xue Pan's pretty face turned red to the root of her neck, and she waved her hand in retreat, but did not break away, so Xiao Han held it.
But her skin is by no means as thick as Xiao Han's. No matter how sweet her heart is, she can't say it in front of so many people. She can only nod her head shyly, and then lower her head to act like an ostrich.
, dare not look up.
Although some of the people around me had already experienced sexual intercourse between men and women, this was the first time they heard such explicit and poetic words. For a moment, there was a look of envy in their eyes.
Dou Hongyi watched helplessly as Xue Pan's little hand was grabbed tightly by Xiao Han, almost going mad with jealousy. If the sword hadn't been thrown aside just now, he would have really wanted to cut off Xiao Han's claws with a sword!
"Xue Mei! Who is this countryman?" Dou Hongyi repeatedly warned himself to calm down, but the envy, jealousy and hatred in his heart almost overwhelmed him, and he tried hard to restrain himself before squeezing out these words from between his teeth.
The face that made it through is now even more distorted!
Xiao Han frowned slightly. No matter how good-tempered he was, it would definitely be unpleasant to be belittled one after another in front of the person he admired!
On the other hand, the fool was standing aside. He had already disliked this man and rushed out with a broken sword. If he really dared to rush forward, he would be a man.
But I didn't expect that when this guy saw a lot of people, he immediately became intimidated and didn't even dare to move. No one would look down on this kind of coward on the battlefield! If you don't have the guts, just squat down in the back and don't show your head.
Now that I see that I am no longer in danger, I come out to quarrel again. The face of a villain is really disgusting! Just like this, I still dare to steal a woman from the Marquis and play with me at the same time!
He couldn't help but stepped heavily to Xiao Han's side. The stout fool glared and shouted at Dou Hongyi: "Noise! How can anyone ask the name of my Marquis! Why don't you say who you are?"
?It looks like a chopstick, but it makes a lot of noise!"
"You're rude!" Dou Hongyi was so angry that his whole body was trembling. He pointed at the swarthy fool and shouted, "How dare a mere servant be so rude! Does he still have any tutoring?"
"Hahaha, this man is really a scholar. Is there anyone in a big family who educates people like this?" Hearing Dou Hongyi shout like this, Xiao Han was actually happy. Since he was tricked by Cui Renxuan last time, he has not treated these aristocratic families like him.
The disciples are all a little frightened. They are all obviously bad to the core, but you can't tell from the outside. They will give you a knife at the critical moment. It is rare that you meet a nerdy person this time, so you can just take it out on him by saying a few words to him!
So, when Dou Hongyi finished shouting angrily, Xiao Han chuckled, let go of Xue Pan's hand, pushed the unconvinced fool behind him, and stood with his hands behind his back: "I am polite to the polite people, and I am not polite to the rude ones.
Man, don’t blame me for being rude! By the way, my name is Xiao Han, you can remember this name!”
"Xiao Han..."
As soon as this name came out, there was obviously a little commotion around! Especially the women who were with Xue Pan almost screamed out in surprise. Although they had speculated before, they were still very excited when it was actually confirmed now.
How many times have I fantasized about being able to write about a heroic hero lying drunk on the battlefield, Lord Mo Xiao, how many people have fought in ancient times? and the affectionate young man who sang a tender and melodious song "Song of Love". What would it look like together? I don't want to think about today,
Finally met the true self!
Although the appearance is a bit different from what was imagined, it doesn’t matter. In the face of talent and learning, appearance is not worth mentioning! Of course, it would be better if talent and beauty are equally valued...
"You are Xiao Han!" Dou Hongyi glared at Xiao Han, and when he looked at the women who were almost holding their hearts together, his heart almost exploded! He pointed at Xiao Han with a trembling hand: "The world is so big, there are people who live in vain.
Countless! I’ve heard your name before, and it’s true that you’re not as well-known as meeting you! You must have asked someone to ghostwrite the poem you wrote before!”
Dou Hongyi's words were pure nonsense! Even the fat girl couldn't stand it anymore. She frowned and said to Dou Hongyi: "Hongyi! What are you talking about? A master who can write such poetry.
Why do you bother to ghostwrite for others! You are drunk today, go back and rest quickly!"
A discerning person would know at a glance that the girl was trying to give Dou Hongyi a step up, but Dou Hongyi had already been overwhelmed by jealousy and did not even look at the girl. Instead, he pointed at Xiao Han and continued shouting: "Why not
Yes! It’s hard to say that he heard the poem written by some master who was not interested in fame and fortune, and then he regarded it as his own! If you have the ability, write another one for me now!"
Not to mention, Dou Hongyi's guess was indeed accurate. This poem was indeed plagiarized by Xiao Han, but Xiao Han did not feel the slightest burden about this.
There is no way, no one here can expose him! Want to know Li Bai? Study harder with the bastard, and live for hundreds of years!
Besides, as an excellent time-traveler, no matter how much I struggle with intellectual property rights, I might as well just travel to the sea and drown myself! It will only discredit the time-travelers!
Li Shentong had been listening to these people arguing since just now, and he had been extremely anxious. When he heard Dou Hongyi shouting, he was almost moved to tears, but he finally seized the opportunity and jumped up and shouted: "Brother Xiao
! Look, he’s not convinced! Today happens to be the Lao Shizi poetry meeting, you write a poem and it will kill him!"
"What does it mean to write a poem..."
The slightly chubby girl was very dissatisfied. She ravaged Li Shentong's head with her little hands, messing up Li Shentong's hair that he had finally arranged. However, her eyes still looked at Xiao Han expectantly.
"Do it! Do it now! If you can't do it, you are just a fake!" Dou Hongyi wished that Xiao Han would be ruined immediately, so he asked Xiao Han to come up with a poem now!
"Haha, you really think I am lying?" Xiao Han smiled contemptuously, patted the worried Xue Pan lovingly, and took a step forward under everyone's attention.
"A needle is refined and hammered thousands of times, and the cloth is moved up and down. The eyes are on the buttocks. It only recognizes clothes and not people!"
Xiao Han took four steps and sang four lines at the same time, without any pause! The whole poem was completed in one go!
When the poem is complete, Xiao Han faces the sun, leaving only a tall back to everyone, like a lonely master seeking defeat! The sun is too good today, a bit dazzling, it would be better if he wears sunglasses...
Xue Pan and several other women were stunned at first, and then they all blushed after taking a closer look!
They have all heard of scolding people with poems, but Xiao Han is definitely the first one to do so with such explicitness and quick wit!
After understanding this poem, there was a burst of laughter all around, and Li Shentong was so exaggerated that he almost fell to the ground! Even the dumb guy who didn't know shit understood the phrase "eyes are on butts" and grinned with joy.
My teeth are almost falling out!
Dou Hongyi's face couldn't be seen! As soon as this crooked poem came out, his heart was like ice cubes, cold and cold! The laughter around him seemed to be mocking himself in his ears!
Laugh at your own ignorance.
With all his strength gone, Dou Hongyi reluctantly shouted to Xiao Han: "Fart! What kind of poetry is this? You! You! That's too much!"
"Is it too much to bully others?" Xiao Han looked at Dou Hongyi innocently, spread his hands, and said: "Is it too much to bully others? You asked me to compose a poem, and I did it! Now you say that I am too much to bully others, really
Strange, can’t I think of the clothes on my body and write a poem about needles?”
"You, you..." Dou Hongyi was so angry that he couldn't speak. He could only keep talking in vain.
At this time, the chubby girl held back her laughter. She first looked at the pale Dou Hongyi, who seemed a little unable to bear it, then looked at Xiao Han, and finally stood up and said to him: "Well, Mr. Xiao, no one said no! It's just this
...Maybe it’s not very suitable. If you have other elegant poems, it can open our eyes, of course! Being able to write the poem just now in such a short time is enough to prove your talent!"
The fat girl was trying to ease the dispute between him and Dou Hongyi, Xiao Han could still see it!
For those who are good to him, Xiao Han always respects me a foot, and I respect you a foot. After she finished speaking, Xiao Han made a slight bow, and then continued: "Okay, since the girl thinks this is not good
, I will change it to another one, still with the needle as the theme, okay?"
"That's great!" The fat girl smiled like a flower and made blessings with her hands.
"Well..." Xiao Han started to take pretentious steps again, and after one step, he began to read: "In the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the wanderer's body are closely sewed before leaving, and I am afraid that I will return later. Whoever speaks an inch of grass will be rewarded with three spring rays."
!”
Another six steps, another six lines of poetry!
But this time the limerick is different from the last one!
The poetry, the bones, and the soul of poetry are all in it. As long as you take a closer look, there seems to be a picture of a kind mother in front of you, holding needle and thread to make clothes for her son who is about to travel far away!
This short six-line poem did not deliberately describe sadness, but when I listened to it, there was a strong sense of sadness embedded in it! The "literary men and women" around me were all a little crazy for a moment.
