Chapter 926

It was a young man in a white robe who spoke. With thick eyebrows, big eyes, thin lips, jade face, jade crown and folding fan in hand, at first glance, it really has the taste of a good childe in the turbid world. There were six or seven people at the same table, three men and four women. They were all elegant and talented.

Facing the sight of Mo Li, the young man was unafraid, and even sneered at him with provocation in his eyes. If it's irrelevant, Mo Li is too lazy to deal with it. But he saw an acquaintance among several people, Lu Wanyu, Miss Lu of the Lu family.

After confirming that Jin Zongji returned to Nanyuan, Mo Li took off his disguise. Although he had only seen his handsome face once before, it had already been deeply engraved in Lu Wanyu's mind. Looking at the man approaching step by step, the girl's eyes were glowing, and then a bit of self mockery and loss appeared. She didn't know why, so she lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him.

"Miss Lu, long time no see!"

At first, I didn't expect to meet Lu Wanyu here. Seeing the jade plate Mo Li pinned on the girl's white robe, I suddenly realized. By the way, she is a student of Donghua college.

"Well... Good... Long time no see." Lu Wanyu let out a slight hum. She seemed a little nervous and still didn't dare to look up.

The provocative young man didn't expect that the local steamed stuffed bun would know his favorite Wanyu Xuemei for a long time. The cold in his eyes was even colder. His eyes turned and he said with a meaningful smile: "Wanyu, do you know this young man?"

Young people deliberately bite the word "childe" very seriously, and the irony is obvious.

Lu Wanyu frowned and looked up a little colder. As she was thinking of opening her mouth, she saw that Mo Li was the first to greet her: "what's the name of this man?"

Seeing the playfulness in the man's eyes, Lu Wanyu knew that the young man was going to have bad luck. She couldn't help but scold this guy for not knowing the superiority of heaven and earth. Think about it carefully, don't you think it was the same at the beginning?

"Donghua college, Kuang Hongzhong!" The man raised his head slightly, and the name suddenly let the few guests in the hall scream out.

"Kuang Hongzhong? Kuang Hongzhong, who just won the first prize of the poetry contest

"Yes, that's him! This guy has passed seven levels in a row, and even several faculty members of the college are defeated by him! "

"More than that, it's said that Kuang Hongzhong is not only a scholar, but also a gifted man in martial arts. He's one of the top figures in the college list!"

One after another, Mo Li was surprised. The young man in front of him raised his head and sneered: "I don't know what you should call brother?"

"It's OK not to mention the name of the villager!" Mo Li waved his hand and said with a smile: "listen to them say you are the leader of the poetry contest? I want to ask for some advice! "

This is a more attracted public discussion, a few young people at the same table can not help laughing.

"Where are you from? You are so ignorant that you dare to ask elder martial brother Kuang for advice on poetry!"

"No insight is no insight, it's humiliating!"

"I'm afraid he didn't know the title of elder martial brother Kuang Shixian!"

Poetry fairy? Don't leave your heart alone. Such a thing is also called poetic immortal? Where is master Li Bai?

Kuang Hongzhong's face was full of disdain. He gently flapped his folding fan and shook his head. "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in playing the lute to a cow. If you want to ask for advice, you can find a bookstore and choose some of my poetry anthologies. After reading them several times, you can also recite some good sentences!"

This guy has poetry? Mo Li is to listen to rise more, squint to excite a way: "how, you dare not?"? Or are you afraid of losing? "

Afraid to lose? Kuang Hongzhong's face was cold, and he sneered: "well... It's OK to compare, but the loser has to drill all the tables in this hall. How about that?"

Lu Wanyu's face changed slightly when she heard the speech. She kept winking at Mo Li. However, the other side seemed not to see him. She stressed the key point and said, "yes!"

This cocky guy! If Kuang Hongzhong is not his opponent in martial arts competition, but if Kuang Hongzhong is in poetry competition, I'm afraid many celebrities in East Lake are not as good as the little Shixian in this college. How can he agree! Lu Wanyu didn't expect Mo Li to win. She knew Kuang Hongzhong's talent very well.

Hearing Mo Li's promise, Kuang Hongzhong's smile grew stronger and stronger. His eyes brightened and he said, "you can tell me, how can you compare it?"

Mo Li had already thought of a good way to deal with it. He said flatly, "let's write poetry on the topic of anything in the attic. If we can't do it well, we'll win!"

If you really want Mo Li to write poems by himself, he will not be able to produce a decent one in a year. But he remembers many famous sayings of the past. Is the 5000 year old Chinese culture comparable to those platitudes in the world?

It's a simple way. Kuang Hong nodded, then frowned and asked: "what is good? There has to be a personal judge, or what if you don't admit it? "

"Ha ha ha... It's rare for you to be so elegant. How about I judge you?" Hearty laughter came from the stairway. As soon as they turned around, they all got up in a hurry. Even Kuang Hongzhong stood up immediately, with an expression of unspeakable respect on his face.

"I've seen the Dean!"

"Hello, Dean!"

Dean?

Mo Li looked at the old man with white hair who came to ask Kyushu side by side. Listening to the people's address, he suddenly realized. Feng Zhiyuan, Dean of Donghua University.

The old man waved his hand casually and motioned the people to take their seats. He looked at Mo Li with his eyes that looked turbid, but in fact he was wise. He looked at Mo Li carefully, nodded and said: "yes, I haven't seen such an interesting young man for a long time! How about I judge you two

"Thank you, Dean!" Kuang Hongzhong quickly arched his hand and made a salute, and his heart was even more overjoyed. Although he is quite famous in the college, there are not many opportunities to see the Dean on weekdays. If he performs well today, he will be able to make a quick progress!

"Thank you, master!"

Don't leave not humble not overbearing arch hand return way. The old man and asked Kyushu to appear here together. He must have known his identity.

"Yes Feng Zhiyuan looked down at the square table and said with a smile, "let's take wine as the topic."

"Come on, give me some incense!" Asked Kyushu also seems to have been aroused interest, generally follow the fun, just want to call the maid point incense, two people than the fight at the same time to stop.

"No need!"

The two were equally confident and looked at each other in surprise. It's no surprise that Kuang Hongzhong's talent and good sentences come at hand, but don't leave the mouth to stop, which makes people puzzled.

Feeling that the big guy's eyes were all focused on him, Mo Li shamelessly grinned and said: "I have a good sentence in my heart..."

Even if asked Kyushu self-cultivation is excellent, looking at this guy a shy big boy's look or can't help but show disdain. You weren't so polite when you were at Marlborough a few days ago!

"Yes? Please read it out Kuang Hongzhong didn't believe that this guy really had such talent and learning. He was full of sarcasm.

"You'd better read it first. I'm afraid that when I finish it, you will miss it badly."

"You --" Kuang Hongzhong wanted to curse his mother, but considering that the Dean was on the side, he still brushed his sleeve with great grace. After a salute, he solemnly whispered: "a pot of wine at his waist, accompanied by dusk. As a gift to a beautiful woman, wine is also my heart. "

"Good!"

"Good poem! What a poem

"Poof"

Everyone clapped and cheered, but Mo Li couldn't help laughing. It's also called poetry? What's more, this guy has been staring at Miss Lu all the time when he read the poem, but it's still a love poem of confession. I don't know how many times I have practiced in my heart! Mo Li despised his opponent in his heart. He didn't think about plagiarism. The ancients were more shameful.

All of a sudden, Lu Wanyu's face was worried when she heard the elder read the love poem. If she had not been interested in this guy before, she would have been complacent. But after the family upheaval, the woman's mind also changed. In a hurry, she looked at Mo Li pitifully and innocently, as if for fear that he might misunderstand him.

"What are you laughing at?" Kuang Hongzhong is enjoying the praise of the public. Looking at Lu Wanyu's strange look and Mo Li's disdainful smile, his face cools down again.

"No, nothing!" Mo Li coughed and cleared his throat.

"It's your turn! I'd like to hear what you say Kuang Hongzhong's mouth has a faint radian, and people's eyes in the hall are also focused on Mo Li. Except for a few people who are looking forward to it, most people are waiting to see a joke.

"Yes! Then you'd better listen up! " Mo Li also pretended to hold up his chin and walked slowly in the hall. His eyes were deep and he whispered: "Donghua wine tulip, jade bowl filled with amber light. But to make the host drunk, I don't know where it is

A poem "Ke Zhong Xing" written by an immortal poet is simply to frustrate the opponent's spirit with a little modification. However, I feel something when I read it. I don't know where he is from... Isn't that the most true portrayal of him wandering in this world?

The hall suddenly fell into a dead silence. People are surprised at the elegant literary grace of the youth, want to praise and capture the decline of the man's eyes, but can't bear to break his dignified mood.

Lu Wanyu was stunned, as if she had lost her soul. This man shocked her again and again. He was not only gifted in martial arts, but also had such literary talent?

It was Kuang Hongzhong who broke the silence.

"No way! How can this be a poem that a man like you can make? You must have copied it from somewhere else He didn't believe that such a good sentence was made by Mo Li, and he didn't want to believe that he would lose!

Mo Li walked slowly to Lu Wanyu's side as if he hadn't heard his opponent's angry roar. He straight picked up the jade cup on the table and drank it cleanly: "grape wine luminous cup. If you want to drink pipa, please hurry up immediately. Don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in the past? "

Another song! This time, even Feng Zhiyuan couldn't help showing his face. Two poems with profound artistic conception are called master's works. This boy has such knowledge.

"You --"

"Hongzhong, you lost!" The wind sighed. I thought Kuang Hongzhong was a rare talent in the college. Compared with other people, Kuang Hongzhong is far away!

"No way! Dean, he must have copied it from somewhere else Kuang Hongzhong's face turned white and he could not accept the fact.

Feng Zhiyuan shook his head and sighed: "who can do such a good sentence in the whole continent? If it had existed long ago, it would have spread all over the world! "

A sentence awakens the dreamer!

Kuang Hongzhong's face was white and purple. He clenched his teeth with his fists. It took a long time for him to bow his head.

"I lost... I lost!"

"It doesn't matter, brother. Winning or losing is a matter of military affairs." Mo Li stepped forward and comforted them with sincere words. Just when people were sighing at the young man's generosity, the next words that came out were to make them almost lose their breath.

"But you don't want to break our bets. You have to drill through all the tables here!"

Kuang Hongzhong's face turned even more pale. His eyes burst into flames. He gritted his teeth and said, "boy, I'll stay in a line and meet you in the future!"

"Yes? Did you ever think of this sentence when you put forward this idea? " Mo Li is not polite to this guy. The condition is proposed by him. The loser is himself. Will the goods give up?

Kuang Hongzhong knows he can't stand the truth, but Kuang's family is also a respectable family in East Lake City. If he gets into it, won't he make the family a laughing stock?

"If I don't drill!"

"No drilling?" Mo Li narrowed his eyes and grinned: "I'll throw you out if I don't drill!"

"Yes? Can you give it a try? "

Shua——

There was a gust of wind in the hall, and the shadow roared past. After a dull hum, there was no Kuang Hongzhong in front of us. There was a big hole in the window near the street. A moment later, there was a roar full of anger and humiliation on on the street.

The people's eyes were full of shock. They looked at the proud and independent man in the hall like a monster. He... He really lost the young master of Kuang family? Kuang Hongzhong has the strength of half emperor. Is this guy... Emperor?

"Ha ha ha... It's worthy of Mr. Mo Li. He should have the courage! Come on, let's talk upstairs! " Asked Kyushu stroked his beard, a long smile, the name of the mouth to let the spectators thoroughly petrified.