Is it possible to throw away your dignity? I feel ashamed, ashamed of myself.
Not only the talented scholars were surprised, but Master Yuan almost dropped his jaw.
Where is the supposed scholarly character? He sneered at Luo Zheng, thinking that he was just a cunning kid and there was no need to pay any attention to him.
However, when Luo Zheng squatted down, he had already hidden the banknotes into his sleeves with the speed of his hands that had made him single for twenty years.
He was very satisfied and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Master Yuan had no intention of really sitting on it.
Stand up and give up your seat respectfully.
Master Yuan then stopped despising him and started reading "Ding Feng Bo" written by Jiang Hai.
After reading the entire poem, Master Yuan was also shocked.
"Who is Mr. Gao?"
He immediately asked about the person who wrote the lyrics, but Mr. Gao was nowhere to be found at the moment.
"Master, Master Gao and his wife just ran over from the promenade along the lake."
A student came out to answer Master Yuan.
Master Yuan thought about it and realized that he had just met a man and a woman. It turned out to be those two people.
However, Master Yuan felt a chill in his heart. He almost lost the happiness of his lower body because of these two guys.
Coming back to his senses, Master Yuan looked at Chen Simei's work again and shook his head.
He still had some impression of Chen Simei. Although she was not his student, her reputation as a playboy was known throughout the city.
Seeing his arrogant poem, I lost interest. He just said,
"Put this 'Ding Feng Bo' away and take it over there. I'll review it along with the other works."
"Yes, Master."
One of Master Yuan's students answered and went to collect the paper with the poem written on it.
"Wait, why didn't Mr. Gao sign his name?"
When Master Yuan saw that there was no name left on it, he said something.
"Perhaps I have forgotten, Master, Mr. Gao's name is Gao Fu Shuai." The student replied.
Master Yuan nodded and came to the table.
"Then I'll sign it for him."
After saying that, he asked the students to spread out the paper, dipped some ink, and wrote the three words "tall, rich and handsome" on the paper.
Since there was no seal, he would just make do with it. Master Yuan thought that he could just ask Master Gao for it later.
Being able to leave his own words on such a good poem made the trip worthwhile.
Very satisfied.
After finishing all this, Master Yuan looked back at Chen Simei, said nothing, and left with his students.
Chen Simei saw Mr. Yuan's expression and knew that this gentleman didn't have a very good impression of him.
And after what happened today, if he stayed any longer he would just become a laughing stock.
So he left the literary gathering in shame.
At this point, the turmoil in the small square was over.
Yuchi Shuang and others had a great time throughout the whole process. Yuchi Shuang was very happy to see her brother-in-law win the literary competition.
But she didn't quite understand why her brother-in-law used the name [tall, rich and handsome] to compare himself.
Could it be some nickname?
She couldn't figure it out, but it didn't stop her from being happy, and she earned enough face in front of her sisters.
The little girl secretly thought that she should listen to her brother-in-law and work hard to become a talented woman in the future.
The incident in the square was over, but on the other side, the incident involving Jiang Hai and his wife was not over yet.
The two ran for a long distance, probably about two kilometers each.
Jiang Hai complained, who said that women only need to run 800 meters? She still looks energetic after running 2,000 meters.
Jiang Hai was a little out of breath, but Yuchi Ziling was still very relaxed.
And the more the young lady ran, the more excited she became. It felt so thrilling.
Jiang Hai was speechless when he saw her excitement.
I looked back and fortunately, I had put some distance between them.
He didn't want to run anymore, so he looked around and saw a path leading to the edge of the wall.
"Madam, let's climb over the wall."
"Oh, okay, this way?"
Yuchi Ziling pointed in the direction Jiang Hai was looking.
Jiang Hai nodded, and the two of them turned into the small road.
When he reached the wall, Jiang Hai realized that it was quite high and he probably couldn't climb over it by himself.
Yuchi Ziling jumped up and then jumped over.
Jiang Hai was confused.
"Madam, please save me. I can't get over it."
He was getting anxious, he was getting anxious, the woman behind him was getting closer and closer.
Only then did Yuchi Ziling realize that her man had not yet mastered the art of lightness training.
I had no choice but to jump onto the wall again, ready to help him.
Jiang Hai took a quick run and jumped to the wall.
Yuchi Ziling reached out, grabbed his hand, and struggled to lift him up.
With a "ripping" sound.
Jiang Hai's pants were caught in the cracks between the bricks on the wall. When they were pulled, a long hole was opened like a cheongsam.
"Ugh, can't this wall be built smoother? There are so many gaps between the bricks that it's going to ruin my pants."
After complaining, Jiang Hai climbed up the wall angrily.
The new fans who came after them were a little disappointed to see that both of them were on the wall.
However, the one who reached the wall first got the Young Master brand original fabric stuck in the cracks of the bricks.
With excitement, he put it in his arms.
"Mr. Gao, please don't leave. Could you please write a poem for me?"
"Master Gao, if you don't have a handkerchief, I have one here."
…
Those who came later also came over and threw handkerchiefs at the wall.
Jiang Hai saw this scene on the wall and the corners of his mouth twitched. Damn, are girls in the capital so crazy about chasing stars?
I can’t afford it.
"My lady, please leave. It's not appropriate to stay here for long."
Jiang Hai whispered to his wife that the best thing to do was to run away quickly.
Yuchi Ziling nodded, grabbed Jiang Hai by the back of his collar, and jumped out with him.
Helping him reduce the force and cushion his landing was like carrying a stupid husky.
Only a group of excited fans were left inside the wall, shouting in loss.
The two ran for a distance and stopped when they could no longer hear the sounds from the garden.
Yuchi Ziling looked at him, then looked at his cheongsam pants, and laughed non-stop.
"I didn't expect that Mr. Gao is so popular. It makes me laugh to death."
Jiang Hai curled his lips.
"It's a good thing I used that name. It really scared me to death."
"What should we do next? Shuang'er and the others haven't come out yet." Yuchi Ziling asked after calming down.
Now we can’t go in, we can only wait outside, Jiang Hai scratched his head and said,
"We can only wait, or do you have any suggestions?"
"Why don't we just go back to the carriage and wait."
Jiang Hai nodded. That was good. At least he had his wife with him.
In fact, it would be okay to let Yuchi Ziling go in and call them out, but since she suggested it, Jiang Hai naturally had no objection.
Now that I have left the garden, I can only see the lights in Qingmeng Garden from afar.
The two of them walked slowly towards the entrance hand in hand.
As night fell, the light along the way became dim. Yuchi Ziling moved closer and held Jiang Hai's arm.
Jiang Hai smiled and said,
"Look, my lady, there's a cool breeze blowing in my face, insects chirping along the way, the beautiful lady is in high spirits, and I'm the only one left, looking miserable with my pants torn."
Yuchi Ziling chuckled at his amusement, "Puchi, how about I go back and give you some supplements?"
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