They were like mad dogs that smelled a special smell. Without saying a word, they pointed at Zhu Xiuyuan, opened their mouths full of canine teeth, and sprayed feces from their mouths.

"Shameless, how can anyone copy the old works of predecessors at a poetry conference!"

"In my opinion, he doesn't know how to compose poetry at all. He can only come up with this method, haha..."

"Miss Wanwan, don't agree, don't agree to the shameless request of such a shameless person!"

"As a scholar, it is really embarrassing for me to say such things. We are ashamed to be associated with you..."

…

Zhu Xiuyuan is very young and full of plans. He is only fifteen years old this year. He should be at the age to start scolding him if he disagrees with him.

However, with the example of his father-in-law, Dong Cheng, Dong Cheng’s Qi-nurturing skills and Chengfu are extremely profound.

Zhu Xiuyuan has long taken him as an example and as a learning goal.

After a period of study, Zhu Xiuyuan has achieved some success in Qi-nurturing Kungfu, and the city has also improved a bit.

The state of "moving as still as a mountain" is too high, and Zhu Xiuyuan cannot reach it yet.

However... in the face of these "barking mad dogs", Zhu Xiuyuan can still remain calm.

It would be nice if they didn't exist.

Zhu Xiuyuan ignored the group of mad dogs spitting feces from their mouths, and only smiled at Kou Wanwan's little maid: "Girl, I'm sorry to bother you!"

The little maid kept looking at Zhu Xiuyuan with strange eyes.

To be honest, as Kou Wanwan's personal maid, she had organized countless poetry gatherings, banquets, etc.

But no one has ever been so weird as to make such a request.

If you can't compose a poem, just copy an old one from your predecessors...This, this kind of request is really...it makes people speechless.

This is too thick-skinned!

The little maid had a strange look in her eyes, but she didn't make any decisions for her young lady without permission.

This was the first time she had encountered this kind of problem, and she had no idea what to do. In the end, she had to make the decision herself.

So, the little maid said: "Sir, please wait a moment!" She turned around and entered the screen, disappearing.

Seeing the little maid entering the screen, it was obvious that she was going to ask Miss Kou Wanwan what she wanted, so everyone present remained silent.

Quietly waiting for Miss Kou Wanwan’s final decision.

The group of mad dogs with their teeth exposed and spitting feces gradually stopped mocking Zhu Xiuyuan.

If Kou Wanwan was "confused" and agreed to Zhu Xiuyuan's shameless request, then wouldn't she slap them in the face?

So these bastards wisely closed their mouths and just lay aside, waiting for the opportunity.

If Miss Kou Wanwan disagrees, they will immediately jump out and continue "working".

Whether Kou Wanwan would agree or not... Zhu Xiuyuan was not sure.

He is gambling!

After all, he was facing a strong opponent like Zhang Ke.

The other party is smart, bold and careful, and even a young prince like Liu Wencai dares to trick him...

Facing such an opponent, Zhu Xiuyuan was not sure of victory.

As for Kou Wanwan... Zhu Xiuyuan didn't know this person before.

Her character, temperament, characteristics, etc. are also unknown.

He just praised her a little based on the fact that women all over the world like to hear compliments.

Just now Zhu Xiuyuan mentioned words such as "unparalleled appearance" and "alluring posture" in his words, which was actually a compliment to Kou Wanwan.

I wonder if Kou Wanwan will take these words of praise into account...

In short, the direction of the whole thing is full of uncertainty!

But this is generally the case in the world, everything happens too suddenly.

No one has the ability to ensure that he is fully prepared to face these sudden events.

The words "hastily mounted" and "hurriedly started" are not accidental.

But it’s the norm!

…

During the waiting period, everyone thought a lot, but in fact the waiting time was very short.

It took only about a sip of tea before the little maid turned out of the screen.

She faced Zhu Xiuyuan with a smile on her face: "Young Master, my lady agrees!"

Zhu Xiuyuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this!

As long as this step goes smoothly, he will be invincible in the future!

"Thank you so much, Miss Kou Wanwan, for making it happen!"

"Okay, all talented people, we don't have much time, so please move here..."

The little maid waved her hand and pointed to the area filled with small square tables.

"Please note that time is half a stick of incense..."

The little maid couldn't help but glance at Zhu Xiuyuan and joked: "If you really can't make half a stick of incense, it's okay, just copy an old work by someone before you."

After saying this, the little maid covered her mouth and laughed.

"Hahaha..." After hearing this, everyone laughed in agreement.

The laughter was not only directed at Zhu Xiuyuan, but more because they thought the little maid's joke itself was funny.

So it doesn’t matter to Zhu Xiuyuan, just laugh as you like.

He barely managed to overcome this hurdle.

If the poem Zhu Xiuyuan copied had ever appeared in this world, then Zhu Xiuyuan would only have to be charged with "plagiarism" at most.

The charge of "plagiarism" is just the charge of "plagiarism". It is better than the charge of "cowardice and resignation".

Moreover, Zhu Xiuyuan has no intention of being involved in the literary and poetry circles. Even if he is accused of "plagiarism", it doesn't matter!

However, if the poem Zhu Xiuyuan copied had never appeared in this world...

That would be a different story.

"snort!"

Zhang Ke, Luo Ding and others snorted coldly and walked towards the small square table first.

Xue Yuan glanced at Zhu Xiuyuan vaguely and walked over.

The losers behind them were dressed as scholars. They glared at Zhu Xiuyuan and followed them.

Zhu Xiuyuan had no expression on his face and walked towards the small square table.

"Brother Zhu, this way, this way!" Liu Wencai lowered his voice and greeted wildly.

Zhu Xiuyuan walked over, and Liu Wencai pointed to the small square table next to him, "Brother Zhu, here."

Zhu Xiuyuan smiled, nodded, and then walked to the small square table, laying out paper and grinding ink.

Liu Wencai had a lot to say. He knew that Brother Zhu couldn't write poetry, but he was forced to come over by Zhang Ke and others...

What should Brother Zhu do?

Liu Wencai scratched his head and had no intention of writing a poem. Instead, he shouted: "Brother Zhu, you..."

Zhu Xiuyuan gave him a reassuring look, and lowered his voice and said, "Little Prince, I'm fine. Please hurry up and compose a poem."

Liu Wencai could only shake his head, and then focused on composing poems...

Let's say that Zhu Xiuyuan laid out the paper, grinded the ink, took a brush, dipped it in the ink, and suspended the brush on the snow-white paper.

After reaching this point, Zhu Xiuyuan paused.

He thought to himself: "What kind of poem should I copy?"

The look of Zhu Xiuyuan hanging his pen and thinking fell into the eyes of Zhang Ke and others, as well as the eyes of all the guests in the entire outer hall...
Chapter completed!