Daning Dynasty god-level sign-in system

Xiao Yan's eyes were like gods, and he said word by word: "Yes, I am Xiao Yan! Zhou Xueer's fiancé!"

The voice of the last sentence was especially strong, it was clear that it was intended for Liu Zongming to hear.

Aren't you Liu Zongming arrogant?Don't you have unreasonable thoughts about my fiancée?

Young Master, I remind you, that is my fiancée, you Liu Zongming will never think about it in this life!
Liu Zongming's face was livid, and he said, "With a scholarly scum like you, how dare you marry Miss Zhou?"

Xiao Yan: "I really don't know how you got the reputation as the number one talented person in Daning. You don't have any brains at all. Zhou Xueer and I have been engaged since we were young. We are childhood sweethearts. Why can't we marry her?"

Hearing what he said, Liu Zongming hated him even more: "You obviously plagiarized other people's poems, you are not worthy of Miss Zhou."

Xiao Yan shrugged his shoulders and said with a free and easy smile, "Okay, I admit that I plagiarized, so what about you?"

"Ah? He...he...he really plagiarized!"

"This person is really thick-skinned. He dared to speak out about plagiarism. I think back then when I plagiarized other people's articles, even my wife didn't know about it."

"What? You plagiarized too?"

"Fuck, I slipped my tongue..."

Lin Juren shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity, it's a pity, I was still amazed just now, I never thought that this son is a habit of plagiarism, hey!"

Qian Dalin: "It's really disgusting. Qian hates these people with dirty hands and feet the most in his life. They have grown this body for nothing!"

He Yizhou still didn't believe it: "He has never heard of this poem, where did he plagiarize it?"

Lin Juren had no words to retort: ​​"Maybe... maybe it was written by his master or someone else, and we just don't know it, so we might as well know it!"

He Yizhou: "This..."

Seeing Xiao Yan admit it, Liu Zongming felt ecstasy in his heart, and said with a flushed face, "I didn't expect you to dare to admit that you really plagiarized. Although the literary quality is a bit poor, you are still a man."

Xiao Yan sneered in his heart: Hehe, if it were not me, but anyone else, his reputation would definitely be ruined in the future. Uh, there is a saying, social death.

Damn, the more I look at you, a willow scum, the more I feel that you are the same kind of person as that Huaqing senior. Do you want me to die socially?

Haha, you are wrong, you are very wrong, let me let you be proud for a moment, let you jump higher, otherwise it will not hurt when you fall.

Xiao Yan looked as usual, and even said with a hint of a smile: "What? Are you pitying me?"

Liu Zongming opened the folding fan smartly, and fanned the wind pretending to be smart, "That's right! My son advises you, from now on...no, it should be said that in the next life, remember not to provoke people you shouldn't. Because there are some people you can't afford to offend, such as this young master, you will never be able to look up to this young master in your life."

Xiao Yan said nonsense in a serious manner: "Yes, I really can't compare with you, Mr. Liu is a great talent, and I can't beat you."

Liu Zongming looked up to the sky and burst out laughing, most of the bad breath in his heart was finally gone, now that Xiao Yan's reputation is ruined, wait for an opportunity to make him disappear in the capital, in this way, Zhou Xueer will be his own, thinking of this he He became more and more proud.

"Even if you still have a little self-knowledge, do you know that my son's talent is unparalleled?"

Xiao Yan shook his head: "I'm a country person, ignorant and ignorant, I really haven't heard of it, Mr. Liu, why don't you tell me?"

Liu Zongming stood up, walked around, and said as he walked: "It's okay to tell you, I compose poems at the age of three, write lyrics at the age of seven, and arrange music at the age of nine. No one can compare with you in any of these three things. Do you think you can compare?"

Xiao Yan said seriously: "I really can't compare this, I can only plagiarize."

The crowd erupted again.

"Shameless, simply too shameless!"

"It's fine if you can't compare to Mr. Liu, but you can plagiarize if you say it confidently, what a disgrace to me!"

The people around Xiao Yan are also avoiding them like snakes and scorpions at this time, for fear that they will be poisoned to death if they get closer.

Even Xu Neng, who is the closest to Xiao Yan, is several feet away from Xiao Yan at this moment.

This world is so realistic, once your reputation is ruined, then your life will have no future, and you can only spend the rest of your life in pain and suffering.

The only thing that comforted Xiao Yan was that Su Yu, Zhang Xiaojia, Jian Bai, Dai Feng and others in the distance had firm eyes, believing that he was not such a person, even if they were, they would not abandon him.

During the period, if Xiao Yan hadn't stopped him with winks, Su Yu and the others would have beaten Liu Zongming violently.

There is another thing that Xiao Yan didn't think of, that is Liu Youcai beside him, this person who is getting strong for the first time, but sitting there calmly, motionless like a mountain.

Liu Youcai seemed to sense the doubt in Xiao Yan's eyes, "Uncle Xiao, the person my great-uncle likes will never be an ordinary person. No matter what, I, Liu Youcai, will support you!"

Xiao Yan was a little moved in his heart, he patted Liu Youcai's shoulder calmly, and said, "Thank you!"

Liu Zongming enjoyed Xiao Yan being despised by everyone very much, and he felt very relieved: How does it feel to be ruined?You must have experienced it!Xiao Yan!

Looking at Liu Zongming's undisguised sarcasm, Xiao Yan continued: "I don't know what is the most proud poem in Mr. Liu's life? Can you tell me to open my eyes?"

Liu Zongming didn't understand what kind of medicine Xiao Yan was selling in the gourd, but he said without hesitation: "You have nothing to do, since you are uncomfortable looking for it yourself, then don't blame me for being unkind! Just listen Let's go! Go back and learn how to write poetry."

Xiao Yan: "Come on anyway, I want to see what the poems of the first genius are like."

Liu Zongming shook his fan and chanted: "The title of the poem is "Small Spring". The spring water silently forms a trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water to love the harmony of the sky. As soon as the lotus shows its tip, a dragonfly lands on it. How about it? Learn from it!" "

Nima, Xiao Yan almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, isn't this a variant of Yang Wanli's famous poem "Little Pond"?
"Hey, do you know about satellites?"

Liu Zongming: "Who is Wei Xing? I don't know this person."

Xiao Yan was not reconciled: "Do you know the Internet?"

Liu Zongming: "What is the Internet? Could it be that you have been stimulated and are planning to use this net to catch fish?"

Xiao Yan reconfirmed that Liu Zongming's expression was not lying, so he was completely relieved.

"I don't think your poem is very good either!"

This poem is Liu Zongming's proudest work in his life. Every time he recites it, all his friends around him are full of admiration, but the bumpkin in front of him is not very good!