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At this moment, he is 1 lucky, just now Wang Xiaojian has offended everyone.

He is a noble prince who was once an anonymous number one scholar. If he loses to a little-known young man from Xia Guo, he will be ashamed.

Hearing these voices, Wang Xiaojian felt like thunder was rolling from the sky.

Balance, justice?

Still never open your eyes and talk nonsense?

This shit is nonsense!

Chapter 177 You are a couple

On Madam Ya's graceful and noble face, there was also an expression of incomparable astonishment.

Obviously this song "Encountering Xiya on the Drinking Lake" is better, but these people actually judged a tie.

Even she felt a sense of speechlessness.

At this moment, seeing how all these people were talking, she was a little anxious, and said to Wang Xiaojian, "Young Master Li, don't you want to say something?"

Holding the folding fan in his hand, Wang Xiaojian said with a smile, "Madam Ya, I do have something to say. I have benefited a lot from Mr. Bao Nanbao's words just now. I want to write a poem for him."

Bao Nan was taken aback, but didn't respond.

He clearly said that he was not, but Li Bai said that he had benefited a lot, and that he wanted to write poems for himself.He suspected he had misheard.

"Li Bai, do you want to compose poems for me?"

"good."

Wang Xiaojian chuckled, "Mr. Bao is a leader in the field of poetry criticism in Beijing, and it is my honor to have you comment on poetry in person. Therefore, I would like to present a poem as a token of my affection."

Mrs. Ya was surprised, she didn't know what kind of medicine Wang Xiaojian was selling, obviously he suppressed him, but he still said such words.

Bao Nan was happy, and his body was buoyant.

He felt that his attainments in poetry criticism had risen to another level.

Otherwise, how could the other party give him a poem when he clearly told a lie?

It was so interesting.

"No way, Mr. Bao commented on his poems like this, but he still wants to write a poem for Mr. Bao?"

"Yeah, isn't this guy crazy?"

"Hehe, that wouldn't be crazy, I think he's just a submissive doormat!"

"Yes, he is a doormat, hehe."

"..."

The surrounding voices sounded.

Bao Nan felt better about himself.

He faced Wang Xiaojian, straightened out his fat belly, raised his head, and said with a smile: "Okay, Li Bai, I will listen carefully and listen to what poems you write for me. You can write poems, but of course there are shortcomings. , I still want to point it out.”

"listen."

Wang Xiaojian chuckled, with an inscrutable smile on his face.

Holding the folding fan in his hand, he took two steps in place, then faced Bao Nan, and read the first line of the poem.

"There is a ditch three feet above the ground, and the water flows all year round."

Everyone was stunned when they heard the words. This is a poem for Bao Nan, but it sounds very ordinary. It seems that it has nothing to do with Bao Nan, a poet critic.

Bao Nan didn't hear any tricks either, but because the poem was written for him, he seemed to enjoy it very much, and shook his head, feeling extremely good about himself.

"Li Bai, these two sentences are not bad, let's continue."

Wang Xiaojian smiled slightly, opened the folding fan with a "swipe", and then read the following two sentences.

"I don't see cattle and sheep grazing, I only see Bao Nan washing his hair."

There is a ditch three feet above the ground, and the water flows all year round.

No cattle or sheep came to graze, only Bao Nan was washing his hair.

"Ok?"

Everyone was taken aback when they heard the words, with blank and stunned expressions on their faces.Not sure what that means.

"This is an ordinary poem about scenery."

"In the poem, there is Brother Tianping's name. But why are you washing your hair?"

"Yeah, that's weird."

Some people talk to themselves and can't figure it out.

"Besides, aren't the ditches all on the ground? How come they are three feet off the ground. I really don't understand. Is there any other meaning in it?"

Someone was silently reading Wang Xiaojian's poem, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Wang Xiaojian laughed in his heart.

This poem is not written by any poet, but a doggerel from his original world.

A ditch three feet from the ground refers to a harmonious part of a woman.

And "I saw Bao Nan washing his hair", of course, described Bao Nan as a few.

Since, this guy is commenting on poems indiscriminately and nonsense.

Wang Xiaojian was very happy and gave him this barbarian poem.It is worthy of the name.

"A ditch three feet above the ground...what the hell is it?"

"Could it be...puchi..."

Some people are talking to themselves, but still can't figure it out.

But in the crowd, someone suddenly burst out laughing.

"Pfft, haha... so talented. I can even think of such poems. Hahaha..."