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"Brother Yu, listen to me, the Tianluo Conference will do this in the future, and it will definitely be more lively every year!"

Seeing the dancers dancing in the center of the Tianluo chessboard, Yan Chu showed a social smile of a man's logo.

Qianji Yuge rolled her eyes at Yan Chu: "If you really follow what you said, and invite these dancers every year, I'm afraid our Tianluo Conference in Tianshui Prefecture will soon be banned."

"No way, are you all so conservative?"

"The Tianluo Conference is a formal occasion. If it wasn't for your wholly-owned investment this time, how could I be so messed up?" Qianji Yuge said helplessly.

Just when the dancers were dancing to a climax, someone suddenly flew into the Tianluo chessboard and interrupted the dancers' dance.

Everyone was very disappointed. They wanted to drive the guy who interrupted the dance away, but after seeing the person's appearance, everyone closed their mouths again without a word.

"Everyone, it's rare for everyone to be so elegant, why don't you let Kou come to sing a poem?" Kou Nanguo said cheekily.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the so-called literati are nothing more than a group of people who have made a name for themselves. If the real sages are like Kou Nanguo, the kingdom of Dongze will be finished." Yan Chu complained mercilessly.

Qianji Yuge's complexion changed, and she quickly covered Yan Chu's mouth: "Stop talking about this kind of thing in the future. If others hear it, I will pull your braid."

"What are you afraid of?"

Yan Chu said with a smile in his heart, Qi Wenhan is in his school, he didn't say anything, what's so scary?

Qianji Yuge said angrily, "Anyway, this is for your own good!"

Everyone who was disturbed by Yaxing, although they were dissatisfied and didn't want to listen to Kou Nanguo's poems at all, they were still worried about Kou Nanguo's identity and could only cater for a few times.

Kou Nanguo burst into laughter, and recited a few nonsense poems on the spot.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Kou Nanguo stayed on the field and insisted on a "seven steps into a poem".

Even after listening to Qianji Yuge, he couldn't help but say, "The poems he wrote are not very good."

"You still know poetry?"

"Why don't I understand?" Qianji Yuge said, "I also have a favorite poet."

Yan Chu suddenly became interested: "What poet? What poetry did you write? Let me hear it if you say it?"

Qianji Yu sang:

"There is a lot of rain during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. If you ask where the restaurant is, the nursery rhyme on the road refers to Xinghua Village."

"The chaotic flowers gradually become attractive, and only Asakusa can have no horses' hooves. My favorite lake is not enough east, and there are white sand embankments in the shade of green poplars."

"The light rain in Tianjie is as moist as crispy, and the grass looks far away, but there is nothing close. It is the best thing to do in spring, and it is absolutely better than the imperial capital of Yanliu."

"How about it, this is a poet named Li Gongzi who has exploded recently. How talented he is! It's a pity that this Li Gongzi is very mysterious. So far, no one knows who he is, and recently he There are no new works either, which is really worrying!”

Yan Chu: "..."

This is so special!

Isn't that the poem you sang to Li Zeyang last time? ?

This kid actually plagiarized his own verses and went outside to pretend to be cool!

Yan Chu turned his head immediately, but Li Zeyang had already smelled the danger and didn't know where to take refuge.

"Xiaoqiang, Shen Wen, Zhou Qi, Wen Han," Yan Chu said to them, "do me a favor, and when Zeyang comes back, arrest him once in Aruba, if he dares to resist, you will call it the palm of your hand. What the door asks to do, let him weigh it in his own heart."

The four of them smiled at each other and agreed without hesitation.

On the Tianluo chessboard, Kou Nanguo chanted more and more vigorously, and he didn't even want to come down.

Everyone heard that they were collectively sleepy, and many people scattered.

Even Gongsun Yi couldn't help but said to Gongsun Tonghai, "Am I so annoying before?"

In the past, Gongsun Yi always liked to drag others to see his paintings. Now that he saw Kou Nanguo, Gongsun Yi realized how much he was despised before.

But how dare Gongsun Tonghai nod his head.

When everyone was irritable, another figure appeared on the Tianluo chessboard.

Is it Yan Chu? ?

I saw Yan Chu came to Kou Nanguo with a cup of chrysanthemum tea, and said with a smile, "Old Kou, are you tired of chanting, would you like a sip of chrysanthemum tea to moisten your throat?"

Kou Nanfang glanced at Yan Chu defensively: "What do you want to do?"

"Old Kou is very talented, and the younger generation admires it very much. He came here to offer a cup of tea!" Yan Chu took out his super microphone and said, "Old Kou, this magic weapon can protect your voice. After all, you are old, so be careful. Just be careful!"

Kou Nanguo has a characteristic, that is, he can say that he is old, but if others say that he is old, he can't!

So Kou Nanguo immediately said with a sullen face: "I don't need your magic weapon to make the audience hear the old man's voice!"

"Yes, yes, then you have to drink a cup of tea at all times to moisten your throat, otherwise the poems you recite will not sound good!"

Kou Nanguo heard the words and felt that Yan Chu also made sense.

So he took the cup and drank it.

Not to mention, although Yan Chu is abominable, Thunderbolt chrysanthemum tea is still very good...

Seeing Kou Nanguo drinking chrysanthemum tea, Yan Chu's smile grew wider.

Taking back the cup, he quickly retreated, and stared at Kou Nanguo with a look of good drama.

"Master, what did you give that cup of chrysanthemum tea?"

Li Zeyang covered his crotch and walked back with the four of Johnson.

Yan Chu smiled and said, "wait for a good show."

"Mother, what kind of medicine did you help the sect master make?" Ye Lishang asked curiously.

Xu Ruoyun couldn't help covering his forehead, shook his head and said, "It's better if you don't know..."

Kou Nanguo, who was still chattering on the Tianluo chessboard, was singing happily.

Suddenly, he felt a cramp in his stomach.

what happened?

Did I eat a bad stomach?

Kou Nanguo endured the severe pain and insisted on reciting poetry.

Immediately following, he vaguely felt a detachment of air in his abdomen, which was about to come out.

"The Tianluo chessboard is so big, I quietly fart, no one should find out, right?"

Kou Nanguo's face turned pale, and he couldn't bear it any longer, so he quietly released it while taking advantage of the gap.

puff--

Oops!

Kou Nanguo's face instantly turned from white to red.

A stench wafted from him.

At this moment, everyone seems to see what is called "the water of the Yellow River is coming from the sky".

"Master Xu, I need you to help me refine a deceptive laxative, that is, when the user thinks he wants to fart, it's actually..."

In Xu Ruoyun's mind, Yan Chu's voice could not help but emerge.

"I'm going, what's so stinky!"

"The smell seems to have come from Mr. Kou!"

"Huh? Aren't the trousers Kou wore white before, why did they turn yellow, am I blinded?"