"Then Jia Shao, do you really mean that our work is rubbish?"

"Yes, according to the servant, Jia Shao opened the door and said without even looking at it: Burn all the garbage!"

"Arrogant and arrogant, it makes me angry!"

"I think he is obviously incompetent and doesn't dare to fight."

At this time, there are still three days before the Luoyang Flower Viewing and Literary Festival officially begins.

A large number of scholars had nothing better to do than stroll around the peony gardens, fantasizing that they would be able to amaze everyone at a literary gathering and become famous overnight.

But no one cared about them.

On the contrary, it was Jia Shao who first moved into the best room and then "burned the garbage", easily becoming the "protagonist" of this event and stealing the "limelight".

How can this not be hated?

In just one morning.

Jia Shao's "bad reputation" spread from the Peony Pavilion, causing an uproar among the many scholars in the Peony Garden.

Afterwards, it quickly spread among the entire literary community in Los Angeles.

It is said that Jia Shao has a powerful background, is arrogant and domineering, is illiterate, and has great ambitions but little talent.

In short, in short -

This person is the biggest bad apple in this Luoyang Peony Literary Festival!

Countless talented people have already gnashed their teeth and made cruel statements: When the Peony Literary Festival begins, they will teach Jia Shao a lesson in public!

Cui Xian doesn't bother to pay attention to the criticism from the outside world.

However, even before he showed up this time, the hatred value had already been maxed out.

Therefore, the fierce "condemnation" was heard in his room.

At that time.

Cui Xian had just finished breakfast and was sitting in a rocking chair on the attic terrace, enjoying the breeze.

downstairs.

Compared to Room No. 1, where Choi Hyeon lived, luxury occupied an entire floor.

The floor below is divided into three rooms, all named "Yi".

These three B-shaped rooms are smaller versions of the A-shaped rooms, and their rooms and terraces are relatively cramped.

In Room No. 1, there was a group of scholars who sounded relatively young, playing the game of "Splitting Words and Unraveling Flowers" on the terrace.

While playing the game, they all denounced Jia Shao.

"How can Jia Shao live in Room 1? I feel so sorry for Senior Brother He!"

"That's right, Senior Brother He, you are too honest and easy to bully! The other senior brothers refused to move in, but you stayed in Room B, inferior to Jia Shao!"

"Even if Senior Brother Su Qi came, he wouldn't dare to say that he is better than Senior Brother He and lives in Room A."

"If I were Jia Shao, I would have lost my face and would have gotten out of Room A!"

They denounced wantonly and were indignant on behalf of 'Senior Brother He'.

But Senior Brother He himself looked very uneasy.

The people upstairs and downstairs are too close to each other. If they talk, the people upstairs will definitely be able to hear it!

Therefore, Senior Brother He said with a little trepidation: "Everyone, be careful with your words. I don't care much about the room. Talking about people behind their backs is not what a gentleman does."

While speaking, Senior Brother He subconsciously raised his head and glanced nervously towards the terrace diagonally above.

The result was that this one look made his face suddenly turn red.

I was caught speaking ill of someone!

Then I saw a handsome young man in red clothes standing on the railing of the terrace of Room A.

The young man looked down at them with a subtle expression.

From Cui Xian's perspective, there were about a dozen young scholars sitting on the small terrace below.

'Senior Brother He', who was surrounded by stars, was actually young, even a little immature, and looked to be no more than twelve or thirteen years old.

Being stared at by Cui Xian at this moment, the child was so ashamed that he didn't know what to do.

However, his companions around him hadn't noticed yet and loudly retorted: "Brother He, what you said is wrong! Jia Shao is not a gentleman, why should we treat him as a gentleman? His evil deeds are too numerous to list!"

"Whether in terms of knowledge or character, he is not worthy of being compared with you, Senior Brother He..."

Before the man could finish his words.

Senior Brother He stood up in panic with a red face, bowed his hands in shame and apologized, "We were the first to be rude, please don't blame me, brother."

All sounds on the terrace disappeared instantly.

Everyone looked up following Senior Brother He's gaze and saw the nobleman in red standing by the railing above with a look of astonishment.

They were talking loudly on the terrace, somewhat intentionally so that Jia Shao could hear them.

But obviously, no one expected that Jia Shao, who was "notorious" outside, would be so handsome.

But what’s the use of having good looks?

A blue-shirted scholar who was obviously a fan of Senior Brother He stood up, looked at Jia Shao fiercely, and said, "Senior Brother He, you don't have to apologize to this person! He stole your room, he doesn't deserve it!"

Senior Brother He frowned and raised his voice: "This is Peony Pavilion, there is not a single room that belongs to me. How can I talk about being robbed? Shut up!"

The 'fan' looked at Brother He in disbelief, with an expression of hurt as if to say 'you actually scolded me because of an outsider'.

then.

The blue shirt fan looked at Jia Shao angrily: "It's all because of you. If it weren't for you, why would Senior Brother He scold me? If you know what's good for you, give up Room A No. 1 immediately!"

Cui Xian:?

No, may I ask?

Did I say a word throughout?

As expected, one fan is worth ten haters.

My gang of black fans are more reliable than you.

Cui Xian was a person who never wanted to feel embarrassed. Since he was being attacked right in front of him, there was no need to be polite.

He looked at the group of people below and said calmly, "I can live in Room A-1, but you can't."

"Obviously, the problem isn't with me, it's with you."

Wow!

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