Douluo's opening is chased by Wuhun Temple

Chapter 133 The Oiran Is Mine!
Ye Chen quickly realized that this Brother Chen's status should not be low, and the person who praised him next to him should be a dog's leg...

"This is a fart. I can write it better than him!" Someone said angrily.

"Stop talking, Chen Yi is the second young master of the second family in Suotuo City, if you offend him, you can't live without it!" Someone seemed to be very afraid of Chen Yi.

A servant in a black gown immediately scratched his neck and argued loudly:

"Who dares to say that Brother Yi's poems are not good, but Brother Yi has led the cultural trend of Soto City!"

Chen Yi looked at his loyal little brother and was very satisfied.

"Little brother is not in vain, if something happens, it's really important!"

Now Ye Chen understands in his heart that this Chen Yi should not have a high level, but has some background.

"Miss Xueli, how is my poem doing!" Chen Yi straightened his clothes, and looked at Miss Xueli brazenly, with a hint of asking for credit.

The Sydney girl drank a glass of wine, smiled without saying a word, she was already in the world, so she naturally understood the way of life.

"Although the poems written by Mr. Chen are very fast, they are still a little short of the girl's heart."

What Xue Li said not only praised Chen Gongzi in disguise for his quick work, but also euphemistically expressed that he was still a little short of his own requirements.

Mr. Chen is not a fool, he touched his head in embarrassment after hearing Miss Sydney's words.

"It's okay, it's okay, I will improve next time, I am very happy to be praised by Miss Sydney this time, and I will serve you a pot of fine wine! I will pay for it!"

But to be praised by Miss Xueli, Chen Yi was also very happy. Since seeing Miss Xueli last time, he couldn't sleep at night, and this time it was considered as fulfilling his wish.

And for someone with Chen Yi's status, no matter whether it's power or money, he can't find any girl, but he has relied on a lot of connections and used a lot of means. This Sydney girl seems to have a deep background.

Until the desire in his heart is aroused more, the things that can be obtained casually will not be too satisfying, and the things that cannot be obtained will make people want to stop.

Although this Huajian Building is not particularly big, it is not small either. There are about a hundred people inside and outside the whole place, and it is necessary to explain just counting the drinkers. Moreover, the wine in this kind of place is not cheap.

……

"Young Master Chen is massive!"

"Thank you, Mr. Chen!"

"Thank you Mr. Chen!"

"Young Master Chen is so grand!"

……

Although everyone looked down on Chen Yi, they still didn't take advantage of it.

After hearing this, Chen Yi was also very useful. He quickly waved his hands and said indifferently: "Small money is small money, everyone, don't take it to heart, so open up and drink!"

"Is there anyone else who can write poetry?" The Sydney girl asked softly, biting her teeth.

"I, I... I! I'll do it!" Among these crowds, I suddenly heard a very anxious voice. Everyone followed the voice and saw that it was a young man who seemed to be in his teens. However, this young man looked a bit wretched. He had a round face with a rosy face. The most impressive thing was the two beards at the corners of his mouth.

Another handsome young man next to the boy couldn't help covering his face with his hands, knowing that Ma Hongjun was about to lose face!

When everyone saw that it was a young man, they immediately lost interest. In their opinion, what kind of poems can a child make?It is difficult to write poetry without more than ten years of knowledge.

"Where did the child come from? The fur is all grown, so hurry home!"

"Writing poetry... I see that you are struggling to do everything!"

"Do I need to order a girl for you too? Hahaha"

"Ha ha ha ha………"

The slightly older guests at the scene burst into laughter.

The bursts of laughter pierced Ma Hongjun's eardrums, Ma Hongjun stood there blankly, his ears were red, but his eyes were very determined.

"I——want—to—write—poetry!" Ma Hongjun said word by word.

Ye Chen stood silently at the back without saying a word, he knew that Ma Hongjun might really be prepared this time, so let him give it a try, anyway, he was the one who was ashamed.

"Hurry up and get out, what's the matter with you little brat?" Chen Yi waved impatiently.

Facing Ma Hongjun's appearance, Chen Yi was very unhappy.

Originally, the Sydney girl had just praised herself, and all the focus on the scene was him, but this boy was stunned, with no eyesight at all, trying to steal the limelight from him.

"Are you afraid? Are you afraid that I, a child, will not be able to compose poems?" Ma Hongjun sneered, his gaze was like a cold light, and he scanned all the people present.

"Oh, then I'll let you do it, and see what tricks you can pull off!" Chen Yi suddenly smiled, and seeing what Ma Hongjun said, he didn't think this silly boy in front of him could stir up any troubles!

"Then you do it!" Sydney blinked at each other.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Ma Hongjun cleared his throat and then raised his head, very confident. For this performance, he prepared for almost half a month, wrote 10 brushes, and used up all the toilet paper.

Everyone also looked serious, looking at Ma Hongjun with great anticipation.

"Others think I'm small, but I never fall down with a golden gun~
There is no shame in the martial soul of the grass chicken, fly on the branch and become a phoenix~"

.........

Ye Chen: ".........."

He originally thought that Ma Hongjun would make a good fart after pretending to be coercive for so long.I didn't expect to pull my hips like this. Compared with Chen Yi, it's much better, but it's also a catchphrase...

There was a sudden silence at the scene, followed by thunderous applause.

Good, good, good poems, good poems, I didn't expect this young man to be so talented,

"You really can't judge by appearance...!"

"It seems that she looks mediocre... she must have special skills!"

Why did Ma Hongjun get more and more wrong the more he listened, he felt as if he was scolding himself.

"Learn from others, this kid is really talented!" The person standing next to Ye Chen poked Ye Chen, pointed at Ma Hongjun and said very seriously.

"Are you serious...?" Ye Chen said with a smile.

This time, looking at the person who mocked Chen Yi just now, he obviously sincerely commented on Ma Hongjun this time. Could it be that Ma Hongjun is really a good poem?Ye Chen couldn't believe it...

If Douluo Dalu's poetry writing level is really like this, Ye Chen feels that he can unilaterally crush him in terms of culture alone.

The Sydney girl didn't make a special statement but just smiled.

Ma Hongjun scratched his head and stood there, not knowing what to do.

.........

"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date"

…………

Ye Chen spoke silently without everyone's permission.

This girl named Sydney, after hearing Ye Chen's words, couldn't help but read it silently in a low voice.

　Brothers, the Sydney girl is a foreshadowing. This book is a daily article, so it is normal to add some daily plots, not hydrology.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)