Of course, this sentence was not what Tian Zhenhua said.

But Zhang Yuan standing in the corner.

To be honest, Zhang Yuan didn't want to make a comeback.

He originally thought that today's task was completed and he just needed to go back to take over the job and make money, no matter what the hell was going to make?

I had just traveled around for a while, but I didn’t understand what I was doing when I made money in literature?! No one gave me any benefits!

However, his eyes were always on the Miss Tian in the pavilion. Seeing that Miss Tian couldn't help but stand up, Zhang Yuan felt a trembling heart.

Then a sense of speechlessness appeared. Seeing that no one present dared to stand up, he actually wanted a woman to come for them?

Is it embarrassing or not?!

When he saw Tian Zhenhua smiling bitterly in the pavilion, he knew that if he didn't come out again, the farmer today would really not be able to stand up.

Zhang Yuan sighed inwardly and said helplessly.

In fact, Tian Zhenhua didn't need to come forward, but Tian Jieqiong couldn't help it.

Tian Zhenhua couldn't bear to see his daughter losing face when she met Pan Panda, so he was about to stand up.

But who knew that he was about to speak when a rather young voice took him a step forward.

"Just this?? You dare to take it out and show it out on the earth of our heavenly dynasty?? You just this??"

The sound is a bit sarcastic.

As soon as this sentence sounded, everyone's eyes were all directed towards the source of the sound.

Zhang Yuan smiled and wore a white student uniform in Liu Dai. He had a delicate peony embroidered on his back. He wore a pair of black and white boots on his feet. A folding fan in his hand swayed slightly, and the folding fan was open. Because the folding fan swayed, the words on it could not be seen clearly.

He has clear facial features, sword-like eyebrows, starry eyes, a body proportion, six feet tall, smiling at the corners of his mouth, and extremely handsome and elegant.

After Zhang Yuan stood up, the atmosphere present was a bit weird.

The three people in the pavilion looked at Zhang Yuan blankly. Tian Zhenhua and Wu Wei had never paid attention to Zhang Yuan, and they didn't know what this kid was.

Only Tian Jieqiong's beautiful eyes were flowing ripples, and his heartbeat was a little faster.

This guy is a bit handsome...

Especially this time when no one dared to stand up, only Zhang Yuan stood up, Zhang Yuan's figure became taller.

"Who are you?" Pan Panda's face was shocked. He didn't expect that someone would dare to stand up.

Pan Panda naturally understood the quality of the poem he just wrote. With the ability of the people present, he could not even reach the artistic conception without thinking for half an hour.

And now there is no half an hour? Half an hour later, it is impossible to say that the poetry meeting is over. This is what Pan Panda had in his mind.

but...

Is anyone really up to the forefront?

"A mere nameless person is not worth mentioning." Zhang Yuan continued to smile on his face, and he stood up from his seat and walked to the overseas master.

"To be honest, I didn't want to stand up, but who told you that you were too arrogant and domineering? I won't come out to govern you. You barbarians really think that there is no one in China?!"

Zhang Yuan said and turned around, and without looking at Pan Panda, he just compiled the audience.

"Since everyone doesn't want to bully the overseas barbarians while the landlords are taking advantage of the situation, then I will do this villain!" Zhang Yuan looked around and compiled them one by one.

"Brother Yuan?"

Qiao Linglong on the other side saw Zhang Yuan standing up, and her beautiful eyes were full of shock.

Why are you a martial artist jumping out?

Are you going to compete with others?

But Qiao Linglong also knew the severity of the matter, so she didn't call Zhang Yuan.

"This young man was joking."

"Oh, I didn't expect that the young master would tell me what I was thinking in my heart in one sentence."

"Shame."

“……”

Who is not a human being present? Most of the people climb up the pole.

"Hmph, who can't be smart? If you don't have real skills, I'll tell you, if you can't make poetry, you won't be able to raise your head in the literary world in this life!" Pan Panda couldn't help but say angrily when he saw Zhang Yuan ignore him so much.

Zhang Yuan did not ignore him, but he really couldn't show any pleasure in viewing his black face. He tried not to watch it if he could.

"Haha." Zhang Yuan smiled slightly, and he turned around and looked at Pan Panda. A thought suddenly arose in his heart. He saw the corner of his mouth move and smiled: "Mr. Panda, for the sake of fairness, if I can take your poem, then you will also take my question, how about it?"

Panda stood up and stared at Zhang Yuan tightly. He said word by word: "I'm afraid you can't take it."

"Hahahaha!" Zhang Yuan smiled to the sky, "Just! It was obviously what you said that you were humbly asking for advice and asking for advice. Now I will teach you, so you should be happy, why are you unhappy?"

Panpanda narrowed his eyes, "You are talking a little bit nonsense."

After hearing this, Zhang Yuan's eyes turned cold, and there was a hint of chill in Panda's eyes, "Since Mr. Panda is so thirsty to study, then Zishan will satisfy you."

"Listen!"

Zhang Yuan folded the fan and slowly stepped on the stone road.

Take the first step.

"The title of this poem "Jiang Xue" was something I occasionally gained when I was watching it in the Summer Palace last year."

Zhang Yuan slowly approached Pan Panda.

"You listen, remember, listen carefully, and learn well."

After saying that, Zhang Yuan closed his eyes slightly and walked forward step by step in the direction of the pavilion.

Every step was steady and chic, and the wind blew his long hair slightly, and an indescribable aura emanated.

Tian Jieqiong, who was standing in the pavilion, blushed a little. She understood it in her mind at this moment, and watched the strong and chic figure getting closer and closer to her...

In my ears, Zhang Yuan's emotional and magnetic voice rang leisurely.

"Birds fly across thousands of mountains,"

"There are thousands of paths and people are destroyed."

The first line of poetry directly depicts the winter scene to the fullest. A scene appears in front of everyone. The figures of birds on all the mountains have disappeared, and there are no traces of people on all roads.

What's more, he shuddered unconsciously.

Zhang Yuan closed his eyes slightly, but there was still a slit.

In his eyes, he was getting closer and closer to the beautiful figure of the beautiful woman.

"The old man in a straw hat and straw hat,"

"Fishing alone in the snow in the cold river."

After reading a poem by Zhang Yuan, he was only separated by a few steps from the beautiful shadow.

The close distance made him automatically ignore everyone in the field.

Tian Jieqiong stared at Zhang Yuan under the steps in a daze. The shyness in her eyes spread to her face, and her earlobes were slightly red.

Due to the artistic conception of the poem, no one present noticed the actions of the two people, but was just silently savoring the poem.

Everyone only sees a picture. The world is so pure and quiet, spotless, and silent; the fisherman's life is so noble, and the fisherman's personality is so arrogant.

The whole audience is quiet

Deadly silence.

Pan Panda was stunned. He was stunned and his lips were trembling.

It was as if two big sausages were competing.

Zhang Yuan also pinched himself a little, so he should not be too unrestrained. After a few glances, he turned around and left Tian Jieqiong with long flowing back.
Chapter completed!