Although the people around were just spectators, there to support Ni Wenchun, when they saw beauties like Chu Qinghan and Chu Youyi, they couldn't help but come over and chat with them.
This birthday poem echoed in Fang Zheng's ears line by line.
He picked his ears and felt a little uncomfortable.
As expected, it is still not suitable for such occasions. If this were a celebrity quotes contest, I would have to go up and say a few sentences myself.
If there is no topic for the poetry reading, I can still make an appearance.
After the five or six people around him finished reciting poems, Chu Qinghan thanked them one by one with a smile on his face, then looked at Fang Zhengyi and whispered, "Master Fang, aren't you going to write a poem?"
Facing Chu Qinghan's gaze, Fang Zheng hesitated.
I didn't bring a present for my birthday, so it's not too much to ask for a poem... But I can't think of a birthday poem...
Chu Qinghan looked at Fang Zheng, who was frowning and thinking. It was obvious that he was already thinking about something, and he couldn't help but become nervous.
Other people present don’t understand Fang Zhengyi’s poetic talent, but doesn’t she know it?
The export will definitely be extraordinary, I wonder what kind of masterpiece he will produce...
The people around were also curious. What kind of ability did this man in plain clothes have that made a beauty like Chu Qinghan take a fancy to him? All their curious eyes were focused on Fang Zhengyi.
Seeing so many people watching, Fang Zheng sighed inwardly.
I have to force it!
The next second, Fang Zheng said with a wooden face, "The grass on the plain withers and grows again every year. Wildfires cannot burn it all. It will grow again with the spring breeze."
After the poem was finished, a dozen people around him fell silent and repeated it in their hearts.
After a while, someone raised his head and said, "That's good, but what does it have to do with today's topic?"
"Every year it withers and blooms... it won't stick even if you try!"
"Yes, brother, you are not here to recite poetry, are you?"
Fang Zheng had a blank expression on his face, and he wanted to cry but had no tears.
I'm just here to recite poems, right? I should have kept a low profile and stayed away from Chu Qinghan.
"It doesn't count! This one doesn't count. Brother, you can't blame me. This poetry gathering has limited topics. If everyone expresses themselves freely, wouldn't that be breaking the rules?"
Faced with a series of doubts, Fang Zhengyi was thinking about how to start talking when Zhou Tieyi flashed and stood in front of him.
She turned and grinned at him.
Others may not know, but doesn't he know what kind of person the master is? A bandit leader, he can curse and chop people, but forget about writing poetry.
We have to go up and muddy the water to save the master's face. There will be no need for Zhang Biao in the future, haha!
"Don't worry, I also have a poem!" Zhou Tie shouted.
This shout immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Zhou Tie added: "I am not talented, but I was inspired to write a wonderful poem today. However, it is not for Miss Chu, but for..."
"Master, what's the name of that woman on the stage?" Zhou Tie turned around and asked in a low voice.
"Zhiyin."
"This poem is dedicated to Miss Zhiyin. I fell in love with Miss Zhiyin at first sight, so I wrote a poem specifically for her."
As soon as Zhou Tie finished speaking, there was a burst of applause.
All the scholars present looked happy.
Although today is Chu Qinghan’s birthday, it would be more interesting to confess his feelings on the spot!
Fang Zhengyi nodded secretly.
Zhou Tie is indeed a capable man. Although he is a warrior, he thinks quickly and I didn’t expect that he can also write poetry!
It turned out to be a wise decision not to bring Zhang Biao today, as he could help me out.
Chen Zhiyin on the stage stood up holding the zither, her cheeks slightly flushed, showing a hint of surprise.
She was originally a hired singer and just a supporting role, but she didn't expect someone to confess her love to him in public.
This person is tall and handsome, but I don't know how talented he is in writing.
"Zhiyin would like to thank you, sir. Please do it."
"Okay, I'll read it then!" Zhou Tie spread his arms, took out all he had learned in the brothel, shook his head and chanted:
"The girl is so pretty, with two perky nipples. I want to touch her, and my heart is beating fast!"
Fang Zhengyi: "..."
When the poem was finished, the whole audience was shocked and fell into silence.
Chu Qinghan was completely stunned, while Chu Youyi covered her face and turned her back to Zhou Tie, not daring to look at him again.
Chen Zhiyin on the stage was struck by lightning.
It was such a wonderful thing to court in public, but the next moment it turned into blatant hooliganism!
Even though she was just a singer of lowly status, she felt extremely humiliated at this moment.
Chen Zhiyin's face turned pale. She picked up the pipa with both hands, smashed it to the ground, and walked away without looking back.
The pipa fell to the ground, its strings broke, and it made a buzzing sound.
The scholars came to their senses and glared at Zhou Tie.
Suddenly someone started to curse: "This is an obscene poem! How dare this man flirt with a woman in public! Get him out!"
"Where did you get in here, you bastard? Get out!"
"Get out! Get out!" Angry voices began to gather.
Zhou Tie was not afraid at all. He took a step back and whispered to Fang Zhengyi, "How is the master?"
"Good, your poetry talent is not inferior to mine." Fang Zhengyi gave a high evaluation with a gloomy face, "Go to Miss Zhiyin and apologize to her later."
When Zhou Tie nodded, the voices of condemnation around him were getting louder and louder.
Chu Qinghan held his forehead with his hand, suffering from a terrible headache.
How could a good poem become like this in the blink of an eye?
How could this bastard write such an obscene poem and speak it out in public without any shame? But he is Fang Zhengyi's man and he cannot be chased away.
"Everyone! Everyone! Today is Qinghan's birthday. Please give me some face. Mr. Zhou must have drunk too much just now and said something rude. I hope you can forgive me." Chu Qinghan kept trying to ease the atmosphere.
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