Datang broom star

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puff!

Yang Yuan beside him spat out a mouthful of wine.

As expected, the scumbag's mouth was like a sharp knife, poking holes all over Sun Chi's body.

——What sense of superiority are you looking for, sir?The students arranged by His Majesty are all scumbags, so are you a scumbag too?

Sun Chi's face turned red, and he quickly retreated.

Well done!

Yu Chi Xunyu felt very happy, but he was a little dissatisfied, "Then we are scum?"

Li Yuanying sighed: "When I change from a scumbag to a talented person, only then can I show the strength of the master and the strength of the new student!"

awesome!

Yang Yuan raised his glass, "What Your Highness said is true."

Seeing that Jia Ping'an was just looking at the scenery outside with a calm expression, Li Yuanying asked, "Sir, do you think it's so bad?"

"Very good." Jia Ping'an was very satisfied with Li Yuanying's reaction.

"Then why don't you like it?"

"It's just because the victory is not enough to be happy." Jia Pingan raised his glass and drank.

wipe!

Mr. is so confident?

The students toasted and drank.

Hearing this, someone stood up and glared.

Zhang Wei smiled and said, "Sit down."

It was normal for Jia Pingan to fight back after many provocations here before.

"Uncle Wuyang!"

A group of girls passed by outside, and one of them was wearing a green skirt.

Jia Ping stood up, the girl covered her mouth, "Uncle Wuyang, you are a slave!"

who are you?

Of course you can't ask that, otherwise it would be a slap in the face.

But who is this girl?

Could it be the girl I hooked up with before?

Jia Pingan said with a smile: "Little lady is well."

Seeing him 'remembering himself', the girl blushed with excitement.

"Second lady, how do you know Uncle Wuyang?"

The girl proudly said: "The last time it was also in Qujiang Pond, Uncle Wuyang used me to compose a poem!"

"Which one?"

Jia Pingan has already remembered.

When he was in Qujiang Pond last time, Shangguanyi took famous prostitutes out on a trip with great momentum.

At that time, Shangguanyi taught him kindly with the attitude of the leader of the literary world, and then wrote a poem to show "crushing".

But Jia Pingan's poem crushed him in turn, making Shangguanyi very depressed.

The young girl said in a manly voice, "Jasper is made up to the height of a tree, and ten thousand green silk ribbons are hanging down..."

She fiddled with her green skirt and smiled triumphantly.

The girl Huaichun looks poetic and picturesque.

"What's down there? What did he do down there?"

"I don't know who will cut out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors."

"Nice poem!"

"Second lady, you actually let Uncle Wuyang write such a famous piece, why don't you thank him?"

The girls were envious and encouraged her to go in and toast.

The girl hesitated for a moment, then was pushed into the water pavilion.

Her face was flushed, she glanced at Jia Pingan, and quickly lowered her eyes.

A bunch of blind people!Li Yuanying coughed dryly, "Hurry up and give me the wine!"

A student gave a wine glass, and the girl poured the wine, then raised her glass, "Thank you Uncle Wuyang."

Jia Pingan smiled and said, "Young lady is innocent and cute, and I'd like to thank you for eliciting this poem."

The girl drank it all down, and then blessed herself, "Poetry is better."

She hurried out, there was a murmur outside, and then there was a scream.

"Uncle Wu Yang said that you are better than poetry, Er Niangzi, you are going to be famous, and those who come back home to ask for marriage will step on the threshold of your house."

Jia Ping'an's students were honored, but the group opposite was a little embarrassed.

"A good rebuttal turned out to be a place for him to show off. I'm so angry."

"Why does Mr. Huiyun do this?" Someone persuaded: "Jia Ping'an is unparalleled in poetry. Even Shangguanyi was defeated by him. I'll wait... I'll wait..."

What am I waiting for?

I can't wait!

Shame!

Morale plummeted there.

Later, people invited.