Wang Zi'an straightened his back, put his hands behind his back, and his handsome face was calm and calm. However, his eyes secretly glanced at the crowd in front of him, and his eyes swept over the faces of Wang Tong and the other guys who were chasing him one by one.
Fortunately, he didn't know that everyone was jealous of him, otherwise he would have dared to directly take Miss Kong Ling'er's little hand and let them explode on the spot, turning them all into lemon juice.
Now, when he saw Wang Tong and others, all of whom had pale faces and wanted to vomit blood, but had no choice but to do anything, his mood suddenly became much more beautiful.
I just like the way you can't stand me but are helpless!
"Please pay tribute to Kong, please give me some advice, Mr. Yu, Miss Ling'er——"
As the representative of the young students at today's gathering, Cui Zihao, who has a round figure and an agile mind, respectfully presented everyone's poems. After speaking, he smiled particularly friendly at Kong Ling'er and acted calmly, showing that he was a gentleman from an aristocratic family.
style.
It was delivered quite quickly!
If you have the ability, you can try writing 800 words!
The chubby man in front of him had such a stinking look on his face that Wang Zian couldn't help but complain in his heart.
Kong Yingda took the manuscript and nodded slightly, but his immediate actions almost shocked everyone's eyes!
With everyone looking around, Kong Yingda turned to Yu Ningzhi beside him and smiled.
"Zhong Mi, since this question was asked by little friend Zian, how about we just ignore the two masters and just be lazy to the end, and leave the review to little friend Wang?"
As soon as Kong Yingda said this, the crowd was in an uproar.
The poem I wrote was the title of the pretty boy in front of me?
He is just a dropout from a county school. How can he be so virtuous and capable? Why is he qualified to give you questions?
Everyone felt as if they had eaten a dead fly, and felt unspeakably awkward in their hearts. It would be fine if it was the girl Kong Ling'er who looked like a fairy. Everyone laughed happily. What kind of thing is this Wang Zian?
Son!
He is a little-known person, a loser who didn't even finish a county school degree, and yet he is asked to comment on his own poems. How is he qualified?
For face?
Especially Wang Tong and others, they were almost so aggrieved that they vomited blood.
This country bumpkin, this scumbag, when he saw the guy in the past, his eyes were full of flattery, why should he do that!
Even Cui Zihao, who has a round figure and easy-going temperament, looks a little uneasy this time. Hasn't the limelight of himself and others been suppressed by this pretty boy in front of him?
Kong Jijiu's poetry meeting today is just to support this pretty boy and pave the way for him?
It is not uncommon for these wealthy families and dignitaries to pave the way for future generations. In the past, everyone was happy to see their success. Today you praise me, and tomorrow I will praise you. Everyone understands this tacitly, but you can pave the way for your own children.
It’s a bit too much for everyone to take the top position.
At a certain moment, Cui Zihao even had the urge to throw away his sleeves.
But when he saw Yu Zhining nodding in approval, the impulse in his heart slowly suppressed.
Who in the entire Tang Dynasty does not know the temper of Mr. Zhining?
His temper was so stubborn and stubborn that even the current prince was taught by him that he could not hold his head up. Now even he readily agreed. Is there really something surprising about this prince An?
However, as long as this Wang Zi'an has a little bit of self-awareness, he should know what to do. Is this poetry review something he can do with his status?
Cui Zihao's mind wandered for a moment, and he glanced at Wang Tong, who had just had a conflict with Wang Zi'an. Seeing that Wang Tong's face was ashen at this moment, as if he had eaten a fly, a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth, and he lowered his voice, seemingly real and fake.
vocal tract.
"Brother Wang, I didn't expect that you actually have such an amazing and talented classmate. You can be admired by Kong Jijiu and Yu Zhanshi at the same time. It's really enviable. After today, I think you will definitely become famous and surpass everyone.
Peers—"
"I bother!"
Wang Tong could no longer hold back the frustration in his heart and spat viciously.
"He's so talented and so handsome! When he was in the county school, he was just mediocre. If the old master from the county school hadn't taken a fancy to his pretty face and wanted to find a son-in-law for his daughter, just because he's a country boy
You are a country bumpkin, and you may not even be able to pass the county school exam!"
"Brother Wang, is this true? Then why did Wang Zi'an get the favor of Kong Jijiu and Yu Zhanshi? Could it be that this Wangzi An used some shady means to defraud Kong Jijiu and Yu Zhanshi?
trust?”
Cui Zihao looked stunned and showed an incredible expression.
When Wang Tong heard this, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and there was a look of unwillingness and struggle on his face. Cui Zihao nodded, then looked at Wang Zi'an standing next to Kong Yingda with flashing eyes, and a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The introduction has been buried, it just depends on whether the prince knows how to promote it.
You idiot, do you really think that you can win the hearts of beauties with a pretty face and cling to Kong Jijiu, and that you can step on top of these people's heads and rise to the top?
It’s so whimsical and idiotic!
If he really knew how to advance and return, and the reputation of Youkong Jijiu and Yu Zhanshi was maintained here, he might as well support one or two in the future and carry them with him as a decoration. If he didn't know how to promote, today would be the beginning of his reputation being ruined and reduced to a joke.
!
…
Let me taste it?
I’m afraid you don’t know that I didn’t get any marks in poetry appreciation in my previous life!
Wang Zi'an complained in his heart.
But the tiger will not fall until it dies.
Looking at Kong Yingda and Yu Zhining with expectant expressions on their faces, then at the pretty beauty with expectant eyes, and at Wang Tong and others who looked like they had eaten shit, Wang Zi'an nodded calmly.
"In that case, that's fine——"
Seeing that Wang Zi'an actually dared to take the manuscript, Cui Zihao couldn't help but shrink his eyes slightly, and a trace of shame and anger flashed in his eyes.
How did Wang Zi'an know that these passers-by had so many inner dramas? He casually looked at the poem manuscript in his hand, secretly curling his lips while flipping through it.
Sure enough, the scores given by the Chinese teacher in my previous life were reliable. Even if I traveled to the Tang Dynasty, I still wouldn’t be able to understand this damn thing!
However, before he could finish flipping through the pages, he heard a sneer from the crowd.
"It's so ridiculous to pretend - Wang Zi'an, others don't know your details, but I, Wang Tong, know everything."
At this time, do you still dare to come out?
very nice!
Wang Zi'an glanced at him in surprise, a smile couldn't help but appear on his lips, and he shook his head slightly in a certain direction in the crowd.
Although everyone was a little unhappy with Kong Yingda's move and disliked Wang Zi'an, everyone really didn't expect that someone would slap him in the face on the spot.