Chapter 1022: 1022
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Everyone turned their heads and saw 20 or 30 people coming at the same time, but they were slightly taken aback.
It's not because of the large number of people, but these two or thirty people. It seems to be a group of boys and girls, and there are more boys, almost all of them are young people in their twenties or thirties.
The person who just spoke should be the man who walked in the forefront, because he continued to say, "There are so many people here, but it's a pity that the poem that I wrote is really not flattering."
These words made the brows of the people at the scene even more frowning, and Li Fan's brows were also frowned, and Su Qing hummed softly: "Who is that?"
The person who just wrote the poem flushed a little, staring at the talking man, but he didn't know how to answer the conversation?
Next to him was a middle-aged man about forty years old, frowning and said: "Young man, we are here to write poems, good or bad? What's the matter with you?"
The man on the other side didn’t seem to know what he had just said, and it has already caused dissatisfaction among the people. He said nonchalantly: “You have nothing to do with me when you write poems, but since I heard it, how I would comment on it is my business. ."
The "you" middle-aged man choked, and for a while he didn't know how to communicate.
"Brother Yan" at this time, a slightly older man next to the opposite man yelled, and then said slightly apologetically to everyone: "Everyone, sorry, sorry, Brother Yan actually didn't have any bad intentions, but he was not very good at talking. If there is any offense, please forgive me. I apologize to everyone here."
These words made everyone's expressions slow, and the man called "Brother Yan" snorted softly, but did not continue to say anything.
This is a small episode. The two sides have had no grievances in the past, and those who have had no grudges in the past, everyone will not continue to entangle themselves because of this matter.
It's just that the person who just chanted the poem still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
When someone saw it, he smiled and said, "Brother, we don't need to be familiar with that kind of person. This top of Mount Tai is refreshing and refreshing. Don't let your good mood be destroyed."
After hearing the poem, the person who chanted the poem finally nodded with a smile, and said, "Yes, enjoying the scenery is the business."
This is the best place to enjoy the scenery on the top of Mount Tai, so most tourists will gather here. The group just stopped here too, just a little far away from everyone.
"Brother Yan, what do you care about the poems they write? They are ordinary tourists, and they don't know how to write poems. Didn't you find yourself boring?"
"That's right, Brother Yan, let them entertain themselves there. We are from Yayun Poetry Club, so we have to be a bit compelling."
"Okay, okay, I just didn't hold back it for a while. It's obviously such a bad poem, but there are a large group of people applauding it, it's true."
"Brother Yan, you say that people's poems are bad like that. It's really the next thing to do. When you find yourself unhappy and offend so many people, why bother?"
"Oh? Listening to Brother Tang, is there any best strategy?"
"Naturally, since that poem is terrible, why didn't Yan brother compose a poem by himself and chant it in public? Who is the better of the two poems? Everyone will tell the difference. In this way, if Brother Yan doesn't say a word, he will It will make the person who just chanted the poem ashamed, and it will also make everyone look at him with admiration."
"Haha! If you pretend to force me to persuade Brother Tang, Brother Yan, what you did just now is indeed the next strategy."
"Then it's not easy? Let the Yayun Poetry Society go to Mount Taishan today, isn't it just to chant poems on the top of Mount Tai, right? Which brother will write a poem first? So that the group of people can take a look, What is real poetry."
"With the things just now, it was naturally Brother Yan who came first."
"Yes, Brother Yan, you should come first, anyway, you are upset now, we will give you the opportunity."
"In that case, then I'm not welcome."
"..."
"Yayun Poetry Club?" Li Fan nodded. Since he is a member of the Poetry Club, he is at least a semi-professional poet, no wonder they are so confident.
The rest of the people couldn't hear the group's conversation, but Li Fan could hear it clearly.
There are many poetry lovers in China, and there are also many poetry clubs in various places. It's just that the poetry club can't enter casually.
At least a semi-professional poet level is required to be eligible to join a poetry club.
Therefore, everyone who enters the poetry club will have a sense of pride in terms of poetry alone.
"Who are they?" Su Qing asked.
Li Fan smiled slightly and said, "They are from Yayun Poetry Club. They seem to be starting to chant poems. Let's listen."
"Yayun Poetry Society? Poems?" Su Qing suddenly became interested and said, "Okay, I want to see what kind of poems they can make?"
The person called "Brother Yan" is called Yan Yunqiu. At this time, he looked at the people on Li Fan's side and whispered, "Everyone, cooperate."
"Brother Yan, don't worry, we naturally understand this." said a man named Don Wangsong.
Later, Don Wangsong deliberately said loudly: "On the top of Mount Tai, it really makes people proud. How can there be no poetry in this situation? Brother Yan, you are known for your quick thinking. I don't know how good this time is. sentence?"
As soon as these words came out, it really succeeded in attracting the attention of many people, including the person who chanted the poem before.
Naturally, everyone has not forgotten that the words of the "Brother Yan" just now made everyone feel very uncomfortable.
Listening to this now, it seems that "Brother Yan" is about to chant a poem. He can't help but **** up his ears, thinking in his heart, "Very well, you guy just looked down on people a little bit, so now we are down. If you want to listen, what kind of poem can you chant?"
Yan Yunqiu looked at the situation of the people with his peripheral light. Seeing that everyone seemed to be attracted, he smiled triumphantly and deliberately said loudly: "Brother Tang is absurd. I did feel a little bit about it just now. Although I dare not say how good the poem is, at least It's much better than what some people call poetry."
Seeing that Yan Yunqiu had said the incident again, Don Wangsong felt a little helpless, and said in his heart: "Why doesn't Yan brother understand that invisible force is the most deadly point?"
However, the words had already been spoken and could not be taken back, so I had to continue: "If this is the case, please let Brother Yan recite them, and let me wait and appreciate them."
Yan Yunqiu said: "Well, then I will chant it out and let everyone make comments."
After that, Yan Yunqiu chanted with a feeling of being very good about himself:
"Staring at Dongyue high, the beauty is soaring to the blue sky.
Suddenly a peak fell, and it was difficult for the birds to return. "
"Good poem! Good poem! Brother Yan's poem is quite wonderful!" As soon as Yan Yun's words fell, the people of Yayun Poetry Club praised him.
Yan Yunqiu triumphantly glanced in the direction of Li Fan and others, and then said: "Where, where, it's just better than some poems."
The people in Li Fan's side hummed softly when they heard it. They naturally knew that some poems in Yan Yunqiu's mouth were, what kind of poem they were.
It's just that although Yan Yunqiu is a little arrogant, he has some real skills. Objectively speaking, this poem is indeed good.
Because everyone wanted to ridicule a few words, but now they can only give up. There is no other way except to express their dissatisfaction with a cold snort.
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Everyone turned their heads and saw 20 or 30 people coming at the same time, but they were slightly taken aback.
It's not because of the large number of people, but these two or thirty people. It seems to be a group of boys and girls, and there are more boys, almost all of them are young people in their twenties or thirties.
The person who just spoke should be the man who walked in the forefront, because he continued to say, "There are so many people here, but it's a pity that the poem that I wrote is really not flattering."
These words made the brows of the people at the scene even more frowning, and Li Fan's brows were also frowned, and Su Qing hummed softly: "Who is that?"
The person who just wrote the poem flushed a little, staring at the talking man, but he didn't know how to answer the conversation?
Next to him was a middle-aged man about forty years old, frowning and said: "Young man, we are here to write poems, good or bad? What's the matter with you?"
The man on the other side didn’t seem to know what he had just said, and it has already caused dissatisfaction among the people. He said nonchalantly: “You have nothing to do with me when you write poems, but since I heard it, how I would comment on it is my business. ."
The "you" middle-aged man choked, and for a while he didn't know how to communicate.
"Brother Yan" at this time, a slightly older man next to the opposite man yelled, and then said slightly apologetically to everyone: "Everyone, sorry, sorry, Brother Yan actually didn't have any bad intentions, but he was not very good at talking. If there is any offense, please forgive me. I apologize to everyone here."
These words made everyone's expressions slow, and the man called "Brother Yan" snorted softly, but did not continue to say anything.
This is a small episode. The two sides have had no grievances in the past, and those who have had no grudges in the past, everyone will not continue to entangle themselves because of this matter.
It's just that the person who just chanted the poem still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
When someone saw it, he smiled and said, "Brother, we don't need to be familiar with that kind of person. This top of Mount Tai is refreshing and refreshing. Don't let your good mood be destroyed."
After hearing the poem, the person who chanted the poem finally nodded with a smile, and said, "Yes, enjoying the scenery is the business."
This is the best place to enjoy the scenery on the top of Mount Tai, so most tourists will gather here. The group just stopped here too, just a little far away from everyone.
"Brother Yan, what do you care about the poems they write? They are ordinary tourists, and they don't know how to write poems. Didn't you find yourself boring?"
"That's right, Brother Yan, let them entertain themselves there. We are from Yayun Poetry Club, so we have to be a bit compelling."
"Okay, okay, I just didn't hold back it for a while. It's obviously such a bad poem, but there are a large group of people applauding it, it's true."
"Brother Yan, you say that people's poems are bad like that. It's really the next thing to do. When you find yourself unhappy and offend so many people, why bother?"
"Oh? Listening to Brother Tang, is there any best strategy?"
"Naturally, since that poem is terrible, why didn't Yan brother compose a poem by himself and chant it in public? Who is the better of the two poems? Everyone will tell the difference. In this way, if Brother Yan doesn't say a word, he will It will make the person who just chanted the poem ashamed, and it will also make everyone look at him with admiration."
"Haha! If you pretend to force me to persuade Brother Tang, Brother Yan, what you did just now is indeed the next strategy."
"Then it's not easy? Let the Yayun Poetry Society go to Mount Taishan today, isn't it just to chant poems on the top of Mount Tai, right? Which brother will write a poem first? So that the group of people can take a look, What is real poetry."
"With the things just now, it was naturally Brother Yan who came first."
"Yes, Brother Yan, you should come first, anyway, you are upset now, we will give you the opportunity."
"In that case, then I'm not welcome."
"..."
"Yayun Poetry Club?" Li Fan nodded. Since he is a member of the Poetry Club, he is at least a semi-professional poet, no wonder they are so confident.
The rest of the people couldn't hear the group's conversation, but Li Fan could hear it clearly.
There are many poetry lovers in China, and there are also many poetry clubs in various places. It's just that the poetry club can't enter casually.
At least a semi-professional poet level is required to be eligible to join a poetry club.
Therefore, everyone who enters the poetry club will have a sense of pride in terms of poetry alone.
"Who are they?" Su Qing asked.
Li Fan smiled slightly and said, "They are from Yayun Poetry Club. They seem to be starting to chant poems. Let's listen."
"Yayun Poetry Society? Poems?" Su Qing suddenly became interested and said, "Okay, I want to see what kind of poems they can make?"
The person called "Brother Yan" is called Yan Yunqiu. At this time, he looked at the people on Li Fan's side and whispered, "Everyone, cooperate."
"Brother Yan, don't worry, we naturally understand this." said a man named Don Wangsong.
Later, Don Wangsong deliberately said loudly: "On the top of Mount Tai, it really makes people proud. How can there be no poetry in this situation? Brother Yan, you are known for your quick thinking. I don't know how good this time is. sentence?"
As soon as these words came out, it really succeeded in attracting the attention of many people, including the person who chanted the poem before.
Naturally, everyone has not forgotten that the words of the "Brother Yan" just now made everyone feel very uncomfortable.
Listening to this now, it seems that "Brother Yan" is about to chant a poem. He can't help but **** up his ears, thinking in his heart, "Very well, you guy just looked down on people a little bit, so now we are down. If you want to listen, what kind of poem can you chant?"
Yan Yunqiu looked at the situation of the people with his peripheral light. Seeing that everyone seemed to be attracted, he smiled triumphantly and deliberately said loudly: "Brother Tang is absurd. I did feel a little bit about it just now. Although I dare not say how good the poem is, at least It's much better than what some people call poetry."
Seeing that Yan Yunqiu had said the incident again, Don Wangsong felt a little helpless, and said in his heart: "Why doesn't Yan brother understand that invisible force is the most deadly point?"
However, the words had already been spoken and could not be taken back, so I had to continue: "If this is the case, please let Brother Yan recite them, and let me wait and appreciate them."
Yan Yunqiu said: "Well, then I will chant it out and let everyone make comments."
After that, Yan Yunqiu chanted with a feeling of being very good about himself:
"Staring at Dongyue high, the beauty is soaring to the blue sky.
Suddenly a peak fell, and it was difficult for the birds to return. "
"Good poem! Good poem! Brother Yan's poem is quite wonderful!" As soon as Yan Yun's words fell, the people of Yayun Poetry Club praised him.
Yan Yunqiu triumphantly glanced in the direction of Li Fan and others, and then said: "Where, where, it's just better than some poems."
The people in Li Fan's side hummed softly when they heard it. They naturally knew that some poems in Yan Yunqiu's mouth were, what kind of poem they were.
It's just that although Yan Yunqiu is a little arrogant, he has some real skills. Objectively speaking, this poem is indeed good.
Because everyone wanted to ridicule a few words, but now they can only give up. There is no other way except to express their dissatisfaction with a cold snort.
...
Everyone turned their heads and saw 20 or 30 people coming at the same time, but they were slightly taken aback.It's not because of the large number of people, but these two or thirty people. It seems to be a group of boys and girls, and there are more boys, almost all of them are young people in their twenties or thirties.The person who just spoke should be the man who walked in the forefront, because he continued to say, "There are so many people here, but it's a pity that the poem that I wrote is really not flattering."These words made the brows of the people at the scene even more frowning, and Li Fan's brows were also frowned, and Su Qing hummed softly: "Who is that?"The person who just wrote the poem flushed a little, staring at the talking man, but he didn't know how to answer the conversation?Next to him was a middle-aged man about forty years old, frowning and said: "Young man, we are here to write poems, good or bad? What's the matter with you?"The man on the other side didn't seem to know what he had just said, and it has already caused dissatisfaction among the people. He said nonchalantly: You have nothing to do with me when you write poems, but since I heard it, how I would comment on it is my business. ."The "you" middle-aged man choked, and for a while he didn't know how to communicate."Brother Yan" at this time, a slightly older man next to the opposite man yelled, and then said slightly apologetically to everyone: "Everyone, sorry, sorry, Brother Yan actually didn't have any bad intentions, but he was not very good at talking. If there is any offense, please forgive me. I apologize to everyone here."These words made everyone's expressions slow, and the man called "Brother Yan" snorted softly, but did not continue to say anything.This is a small episode. The two sides have had no grievances in the past, and those who have had no grudges in the past, everyone will not continue to entangle themselves because of this matter.It's just that the person who just chanted the poem still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.When someone saw it, he smiled and said, "Brother, we don't need to be familiar with that kind of person. This top of Mount Tai is refreshing and refreshing. Don't let your good mood be destroyed."After hearing the poem, the person who chanted the poem finally nodded with a smile, and said, "Yes, enjoying the scenery is the business."This is the best place to enjoy the scenery on the top of Mount Tai, so most tourists will gather here. The group just stopped here too, just a little far away from everyone."Brother Yan, what do you care about the poems they write? They are ordinary tourists, and they don't know how to write poems. Didn't you find yourself boring?""That's right, Brother Yan, let them entertain themselves there. We are from Yayun Poetry Club, so we have to be a bit compelling.""Okay, okay, I just didn't hold back it for a while. It's obviously such a bad poem, but there are a large group of people applauding it, it's true.""Brother Yan, you say that people's poems are bad like that. It's really the next thing to do. When you find yourself unhappy and offend so many people, why bother?""Oh? Listening to Brother Tang, is there any best strategy?""Naturally, since that poem is terrible, why didn't Yan brother compose a poem by himself and chant it in public? Who is the better of the two poems? Everyone will tell the difference. In this way, if Brother Yan doesn't say a word, he will It will make the person who just chanted the poem ashamed, and it will also make everyone look at him with admiration.""Haha! If you pretend to force me to persuade Brother Tang, Brother Yan, what you did just now is indeed the next strategy.""Then it's not easy? Let the Yayun Poetry Society go to Mount Taishan today, isn't it just to chant poems on the top of Mount Tai, right? Which brother will write a poem first? So that the group of people can take a look, What is real poetry.""With the things just now, it was naturally Brother Yan who came first.""Yes, Brother Yan, you should come first, anyway, you are upset now, we will give you the opportunity.""In that case, then I'm not welcome.""...""Yayun Poetry Club?" Li Fan nodded. Since he is a member of the Poetry Club, he is at least a semi-professional poet, no wonder they are so confident.The rest of the people couldn't hear the group's conversation, but Li Fan could hear it clearly.There are many poetry lovers in China, and there are also many poetry clubs in various places. It's just that the poetry club can't enter casually.At least a semi-professional poet level is required to be eligible to join a poetry club.Therefore, everyone who enters the poetry club will have a sense of pride in terms of poetry alone."Who are they?" Su Qing asked.Li Fan smiled slightly and said, "They are from Yayun Poetry Club. They seem to be starting to chant poems. Let's listen.""Yayun Poetry Society? Poems?" Su Qing suddenly became interested and said, "Okay, I want to see what kind of poems they can make?"The person called "Brother Yan" is called Yan Yunqiu. At this time, he looked at the people on Li Fan's side and whispered, "Everyone, cooperate.""Brother Yan, don't worry, we naturally understand this." said a man named Don Wangsong.Later, Don Wangsong deliberately said loudly: "On the top of Mount Tai, it really makes people proud. How can there be no poetry in this situation? Brother Yan, you are known for your quick thinking. I don't know how good this time is. sentence?"As soon as these words came out, it really succeeded in attracting the attention of many people, including the person who chanted the poem before.Naturally, everyone has not forgotten that the words of the "Brother Yan" just now made everyone feel very uncomfortable.Listening to this now, it seems that "Brother Yan" is about to chant a poem. He can't help but **** up his ears, thinking in his heart, "Very well, you guy just looked down on people a little bit, so now we are down. If you want to listen, what kind of poem can you chant?"Yan Yunqiu looked at the situation of the people with his peripheral light. Seeing that everyone seemed to be attracted, he smiled triumphantly and deliberately said loudly: "Brother Tang is absurd. I did feel a little bit about it just now. Although I dare not say how good the poem is, at least It's much better than what some people call poetry."Seeing that Yan Yunqiu had said the incident again, Don Wangsong felt a little helpless, and said in his heart: "Why doesn't Yan brother understand that invisible force is the most deadly point?"However, the words had already been spoken and could not be taken back, so I had to continue: "If this is the case, please let Brother Yan recite them, and let me wait and appreciate them."Yan Yunqiu said: "Well, then I will chant it out and let everyone make comments."After that, Yan Yunqiu chanted with a feeling of being very good about himself:"Staring at Dongyue high, the beauty is soaring to the blue sky.Suddenly a peak fell, and it was difficult for the birds to return. ""Good poem! Good poem! Brother Yan's poem is quite wonderful!" As soon as Yan Yun's words fell, the people of Yayun Poetry Club praised him.Yan Yunqiu triumphantly glanced in the direction of Li Fan and others, and then said: "Where, where, it's just better than some poems."The people in Li Fan's side hummed softly when they heard it. They naturally knew that some poems in Yan Yunqiu's mouth were, what kind of poem they were.It's just that although Yan Yunqiu is a little arrogant, he has some real skills. Objectively speaking, this poem is indeed good.Because everyone wanted to ridicule a few words, but now they can only give up. There is no other way except to express their dissatisfaction with a cold snort....
