I, who was the cannon fodder in the fantasy world, was entangled by the heroine

Jiang Qian looked at the three girls at the entrance of the alley, and twitched his mouth: "No, I can explain..."

"Explain what?" Hu Murui looked at Jiang Qian with a strange face, and came to him: "Brother Jiang, what are you doing in the alley alone?"

A person?

Jiang Qian turned his head and found that the woman had disappeared.

However, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, touched the back of his head with his right hand, and said with a dry smile: "Just now, I saw a woman from a good family was dragged into this alley by two strong men."

"I just let the North Wind Ice Wolf eat those two strong men. The woman seemed to be frightened and ran away!"

"So it looks like this!" Hu Murui and Bai Piaoxue actually believed Jiang Qian's words, nodded, and then left the alley with their arms around Jiang Qian.

Only, Jiang Zixuan looked at Jiang Qian suspiciously, but didn't say anything, just quietly followed behind them.

Hu Murui and Bai Piaoxue suddenly stopped, and looked at the stage covered with poems and songs.

"Brother Jiang, what are you doing here?" Hu Murui looked back at Jiang Qian curiously and asked.

"This is spring..." Jiang Zixuan interrupted before Jiang Qian finished speaking.

"This is one of the most lively activities of the Lantern Festival. All educated people in Tianze City will hold a poetry competition in this place!"

When Hu Murui heard Jiang Zixuan's words, she also believed it, but she was still a little strange: "Why, there are only men and a woman with a veil?"

"This woman is the most talented person in our Tianze City. She is like a challenger, and those men are like challengers!" Jiang Zixuan replied very naturally.

This is obviously a poetry event organized by Chunxiang Building. As long as you defeat the poems written by the oiran, you can share the same room with the oiran!
However, it seems that this event has been held since the previous year.

No one has ever defeated the oiran of Chunxiang Tower.

Wait a moment.

Jiang Zixuan said this on purpose, there must be no purpose!

Hearing Jiang Zixuan's words, Jiang Qian suddenly had a very bad premonition.

Upon hearing this, Bai Piaoxue looked at Jiang Qian and said, "Jiang Qian, go up and try!"

"That's right, Brother Jiang, you have participated in the Zhulin Poetry Association, and you have killed this woman in every way!" Hu Murui also encouraged.

Jiang Qian shook his head quickly: "No, I still don't..."

"Jiang Shao Patriarch of the Jiang family wants to challenge!" Jiang Zixuan shouted deliberately, and then showed a dark smile.

All eyes immediately focused on Jiang Qian.

"Patriarch Jiang Shao? He already has such a beautiful wife, and he still thinks about the oiran?"

"What do you know, who is Young Master Jiang? Master Qingshanzong, the man favored by King Qin, how can such a person only satisfy two women?"

"It makes sense!"

"..."

Jiang Qian whispered in Jiang Zixuan's ear: "You deliberately tricked me, you clearly know that this is held by Chunxiang Building!"

"Hey hey~" Jiang Zixuan smiled, then took a step back.

Wait, I will definitely avenge this revenge.

Now, Jiang Qian had no choice but to come to the stage.

Looking at the veiled woman in front of him, Jiang Qian helplessly touched the back of his head, and smiled wryly: "My servant, Jiang Qian, please enlighten me!"

"I recognize you, Young Master Jiang. You wrote the three top poems "Phoenix Hairpin", "Broken Time" and "Thoughts at a Quiet Night". Now in Longyan Kingdom, which literati doesn't know you?" Veil The woman said with a slight smile.

"Hahaha, girl, you are too proud!" Jiang Qian smiled modestly.

"Master Jiang, let's get straight to the point, how about writing a poem with the other party?" the veiled woman suggested.

Jiang Qian didn't have any objections, and nodded: "Yes!"

Subsequently.

The veiled woman began to compose poems by Jiang Qian.

In the poem, she perfectly expressed Jiang Qian's strength and appearance.

The words are very straightforward, without a trace of beating around the bush, making people understand instantly.

And it doesn't make people feel vulgar and simple, this is the most powerful thing.

There was very warm applause from all around.

"Okay, as expected of Miss Zi, she has nothing to say about her strength."

"If this poem is for me, I will spend a lot of money, and I am willing!"

"Don't think too much, Miss Zi is facing the patriarch Jiang Shao, who is the dragon among men, so she will naturally write well. If it were you, I guess tsk tsk tsk..."

"..."

When Bai Piaoxue heard these poems, she couldn't help sighing: "It's really amazing. It's not impossible to participate in the Bamboo Forest Poetry Festival at this level."

"Yes!" Hu Murui nodded in agreement. She has been to Tianxiang Academy, so she has naturally seen the poems written by some people in the Zhulin Poetry Association.

Much of it is written without this veiled woman.

The veiled woman smiled slightly: "Young Master Jiang has made a fool of himself!"

"It's your turn, Mr. Jiang."

Hearing this, Jiang Qian filtered many poems in his mind, and finally locked on Li Bai's famous poem "Qingping Diao".

After coughing a few times, Jiang Qian murmured leisurely: "Yun Xiang's clothes are beautiful, and the spring breeze is blowing on the threshold of Revlon!"

"If it weren't for the meeting at the top of Qunyu Mountain, I would meet Yaotai under the moon!"

Although, there are some more in the back.

However, these two sentences are enough.

As soon as this poem came out, the audience calmed down.

Under the veil, the woman's pretty face blushed slightly, she looked at Jiang Qian, and murmured: "This...is it really writing about me?"

Bai Piaoxue, Hu Murui, and Jiang Zixuan looked at Jiang Qian in disbelief after listening to this poem.

An idea appeared in their hearts at the same time: it would be great if this poem was written for them.

After a long time.

There was extremely intense applause all around.

"Okay, it's really great. Even if I had a hundred years, I wouldn't be able to look down on this song!"

"Hundred years? You think too highly of yourself. This poem, I dare say, no one in Longyan Kingdom can look down on you."

"Patriarch Jiang Shao is not only extremely monstrous in terms of cultivation, but also terrifyingly strong in literature."

"..."

The veiled woman came to Jiang Qian, and her mood at this moment was completely different from before.

At this moment, she seemed a little cautious in front of Jiang Qian: "Young Master Jiang, what is the name of this poem?"

"Qing Ping Tune!"

"Qingping tune, Qingping tune, Qingping tune..." the veiled woman said happily.

Jiang Qian didn't seem to notice her abnormality at all, and just said: "Jiang still has some things to do, so I will leave first."

"Mr. Jiang, don't you want to go to the little girl's boudoir? After all, you have completely won." The veiled woman said.

"The boudoir?!" Hu Murui and Bai Piaoxue grasped this key word very keenly!
He looked at Jiang Qian coldly.

Gulu~, it's over!

The corner of Jiang Qian's mouth twitched, and a drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead.