Chapter 1341

Liang Dongyi blew his hair when he heard this: "smelly Changyi, don't be complacent. My father is here today. I won't let you succeed. I have to clean up until you obey."

Nalan Changyi couldn't help laughing when he heard this, "a man who can't even recite a book says he wants to defeat me. I don't know what you want to make me obey?"

He can't read, nor can he fight.

On fist, Nalan Changyi shuoliangdong street. In terms of knowledge, let alone Changyi. Liang Donggen didn't know a few words, so he didn't believe he could make any appearance.

When Liang quanbo heard this, he immediately felt embarrassed: "smelly boy, it's not like words. You don't know what occasion this is. Don't talk nonsense. Open your mouth and shut your mouth to defeat others. What's the matter?"

Liang quanbo secretly scolded his son and apologized to Luo qingluan, "I'm really sorry to let you see a joke."

Wei Tianlin doesn't think there's anything wrong with it: "it's normal for children to fight and fight. It's common for you to fight and rob. However, childe Changyi is a genius in martial arts and has great attainments in literature. It's not too much to say that he is a child prodigy. It's common for such an excellent child to attract envy, hehe."

Wei Tianlin joked, but Liang quanbo was even more embarrassed. He made it clear that Liang quanbo's son was a fool.

I really don't know what IQ Wei Tianlin is. Even if he wants to flatter Luo qingluan, he won't degrade his Liang family so low?

It was strange that Wei Tianlin could tolerate a child like this, but he didn't give other people's children face at all. He was so angry that he didn't want to argue with him, so he took his son's hand and went inside.

Liang Dongchao Nalan Changyi compared his fist, "we'll see."

"Wait and see, just wait and see." Nalan Changyi was not afraid of him at all. Instead, he took Luo qingluan and found a place in the middle to sit down.

Just at this time, Mo Xuerou also came. Seeing that there was still a vacant seat beside Nalan Chang Changyi, he sat down directly beside him.

"Changyi, Changyi, you're here too." Mo Xuerou happily took Nalan Changyi's hand.

"Yes, we have just arrived, and you?" Nalan Changyi asked.

"We just arrived. I was a little hungry just now, so I ate something over there." Mo Xuerou whispered in his ear, "the food in Wei Liangcai's house is really delicious." As they spoke, they laughed.

"You are a glutton." Nalan Changyi joked.

"People are hungry." Mo Xuerou thought of those lovely cakes, "tell you, I just ate some snacks in the shape of small animals. They are very cute and taste great. I knew if you were here, I would bring you some to taste."

She said and couldn't help drooling again.

"It doesn't matter. My mother's snacks are also delicious. Sometimes one is not enough, I have to eat two. Next time you go to my house, I'll let you taste my mother's craft."

"OK, OK."

The two children chatted lively here. Seeing that his daughter got along well with Nalan Changyi, Mo Jianchen couldn't help looking at Luo qingluan.

When he was at the door just now, he saw what had happened.

Although it is not Luo qingluan's fault, but

Yes, he always feels that such a woman is a thorn in the head. Such a family would make trouble everywhere. Suddenly, she felt that her daughter should not be too close to such a person. She took Rachel's hand and took her to her position.

"Sit down, the party will begin soon. Girls, talk less."

Mo Xuerou did not recognize the meaning of her father's words, and was happy to introduce Nalan Changyi to him.

"Dad, Dad, this is what I told you about Nalan Changyi. The painting book was written by his mother. How about it? Isn't it powerful?" Mo Xuerou happily introduced.

I thought her introduction would attract Mo Jianchen's admiration, but I didn't expect Mo Jianchen's expressionless face and gave her a cold eye.

Mo Xuerou doesn't know what this look means.

"Dad, what's the matter with you?" She asked curiously.

"If you're told to sit down, you can sit down. How can you talk so much?" Mo Jianchen didn't want to be so obvious, but it was not easy to challenge his daughter, so he had to say coldly.

Mo Xuerou suddenly felt Mo Jianchen's abnormal attitude, which was very disappointing. She also sat beside him unhappily, stuffy and silent.

At this time, Wei Tianlin stood up and looked towards the center of the lobby. He stood in the center of the hall.

"First of all, thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to attend my son's ninth birthday party. Here I would like to extend a warm welcome and heartfelt thanks! I wish you all a good meal, drink and have fun tonight. Please forgive me if there is anything wrong with the reception!"

Wei Tianlin's speech aroused cheers in the hall. Everyone applauded him and complimented him.

"It's very kind of you, sheriff. It's our honor to invite us to the banquet."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Wei is smart and studious. He has both talent and morality. He is a rare talent. His performance in the school is also very excellent. His character is recognized by everyone. I believe that he will win the first place in the exam next year."

"Such a talented childe is admired by others. Unlike some people who rely on themselves, they have a few cents at home and show their prestige in the school. It's a pity that they can't show their skills?"

"You'll have to pay it back sooner or later. Those who don't know how will suffer before long."

Everyone said a word to me. While blessing Wei Liangcai and praising him for his intelligence and studiousness, they said evil words to each other. They were satirizing Nalan Changyi both openly and secretly.

Although they didn't name the Taoist family, their attitude made Wei Tianlin feel that they were targeting Luo qingluan.

"Well, that's a bad thing. In fact, there are many better students than him in my son's classmates. For example, our Changyi classmate has been full of poetry and books at the age of five. He is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He is not only highly accomplished in literature, but also a genius in martial arts. If compared with him, my son is not excellent at all."

"Ah, the sheriff is too modest." People do not believe that a five-year-old child can have much luck?

"Yes, we believe that you say that Mr. Wei is proficient in the four books and five classics, but comparing a five-year-old child is too ambitious to destroy his prestige."

They didn't believe Wei Tianlin's words at all, or they just didn't believe Nalan Changyi and Luo qingluan. In my opinion, Nalan Changyi doesn't look like a talent. They fight from the bottom of their hearts

Unwilling to admit that other people's children are good.

Of course, Wei Liangcai is another matter, because he is the son of the city Lord. Because of this identity, even if it is bad, they will say that his son is good.

Who is Keluo qingluan? A person without identity, they don't need to flatter, let alone praise.

Liang Dong instantly smelled a strange smell in this discussion, and he couldn't help but want to challenge Nalan Changyi: "Nalan Changyi, look, I'm not unhappy with you alone, but everyone is unhappy with you. Dare you say you're not wrong?"

Nalan Changyi doesn't want to argue with Liang Dong.

"What's the matter? Mute?" Liang Dong stimulated him, "I'm not very articulate on weekdays. Why are people so shy today?"

"Liang Dong, I don't want to argue with you. Don't ask for trouble, or you'll lose face. Don't call your mother."

Liang Dong disdained: "I'm reading at home these two days. I don't believe I'll be worse than you. Today I'll compare with you to see who's better."

"Huh?" Nalan Changhang doctor really suspected that his ears had heard wrong, "what did you say? You want to compare with me?"

"Yes, I want to compare with you. How about it? Dare you?" Didn't he boast to Mo Xuerou that he had studied the four books and five classics? He's coming today. How many kilograms does this Nalan Changyi have?

"This?" Nalan Changyi hesitated for a moment. He didn't know if he wanted to cheat again. "How do you want to compare?"

Liang Dong also came straight to the point, "how about we compare poetry?"

He didn't go to school at home these two days. He just recited a poem. It was originally intended to deal with his father. Now it's just used to let his father know that his son is also very powerful. He's not so ignorant.

Nalan Changyi hesitated for a moment. If he wanted to write poetry, he really wouldn't, but he had seen several poems made by his mother before, and now he still remembers them. But what Liang Dong said was writing poetry on the spot?

He couldn't help looking at his mother, with a meaning of inquiry in his eyes.

Luo qingluan was not worried about his son and nodded to him.

Nalan Changyi thought for a moment, stood up and nodded to Liang Dong, "you can't compare to poetry, but... I haven't learned much about poetry. Maybe I didn't do well."

Liang Dong was proud on the spot and finally caught Nalan Changyi's shortcomings. Seeing that he couldn't write poetry, he stood up happily: "it doesn't matter if he can't do it well. I'm so much older than you, and I naturally read more books than you. It's strange if you can win me."

Liang Dong proudly hooked his lips. Nalan Changyi looked proud of him and sneered. He was not afraid.

Who said no? In terms of age, Liang Dong is three years older than him. If he loses today and loses to someone older than him, no one will laugh.

On the contrary, if you have a chance to win him, you will gain face for yourself. Whether you win or lose, you will not lose. In that case, why should he be afraid?

"Well, the elderly first, please write poetry first." Nalan Changyi polite tunnel.

Seeing this, all the guests are interested. The son of marquis Fengyuan wants to show his poems in public. This is a good opportunity to curry favor with him! The crowd immediately applauded and looked forward to it.