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"Please leave!"

Because Gao Yu could not produce the invitation letter, two members of the Poetry Association stopped him and did not allow him to board the ship.

Their expressions were serious and there was no possibility of compromise.

The abnormality here quickly attracted the attention of many people.

Those who had boarded the boat earlier all cast curious glances.

"He's dressed mysteriously, and you can tell at first glance that he's not a serious person."

"That's right, you're wearing something so handsome, you're risking your life."

"Tsk tsk, I thought there was another handsome guy in the association, and I was going to ask for his contact information, but I didn't expect he sneaked in."

"This behavior is not difficult to understand. If you are discovered, you will be kicked off at most. If you are lucky enough to get on board, you will have something to brag about in the future."

Many association members stood on the deck and talked secretly, their words full of arrogance.

Seeing others trying every possible means to get into the exchange meeting but failing, those of them who had invitation letters naturally developed a strong sense of superiority.

Listening to the discussion of the people around him, the young poet Li Haoran, who had not walked far yet, also stopped.

Looking back.

After seeing Gao Yu, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, "It's him!"

"Brother Haoran, this guy seems to be the brother who played chess with the old man in the pavilion just now, right?"

Many of the people who traveled with Li Haoran came out of the pavilion with him, so they had naturally seen Gao Yu.

When Li Haoran heard this, he immediately recalled some bad memories from before, and his face instantly turned ugly.

"Ah."

A muffled sound came out of his throat, barely serving as a response to his companion.

He didn't want to discuss anything that had happened in the pavilion before. That was the first time in his life that he had experienced such a complete failure. It was completely his black history.

Unfortunately, his companions didn't seem to notice and were still very interested in it.

Pointing at Gao Yu, he sighed, "Speaking of which, this kid is quite capable. He actually won two games against that old man."

Li Haoran pursed his lips and nodded reluctantly.

"There was something, but not much, and I still lost in the end."

When they saw that Gao Yu was at a disadvantage and were afraid of being ridiculed by the old man, they fled in a hurry and did not stay until the end, so they naturally thought that Gao Yu lost to Gu Santong in the end.

Unexpectedly, his companions were unhappy and even stood up for Gao Yu.

"Brother Li, this is wrong."

“Although he lost the last game, it was still very impressive.”

"I know very well how perverted that old man is. You know, none of us can last more than a few rounds in his hands."

"Winning two games is already a great honor for our poetry association. Otherwise, we would have been shaved bald."

Li Haoran's face looked even worse.

Speaking of shaving his head, he recalled his previous game with the old man in Tang suit.

In that chess game, he was the one whose head was shaved bald by Gu Santong.

Losing the game in such a humiliating way, every time he thought about it, his face was filled with burning pain.

Li Haoran felt so angry when he thought of the old man who had humiliated him.

Similarly, he had no good feelings towards Gao Yu.

The reason is very simple, because he lost to Gu Santong, while Gao Yu won.

If everyone loses and no one wins, then his face will look better.

It’s because the old guy is too strong, and their poetry association is not good at chess.

This is taking advantage of someone's misfortune and bullying them!

It's normal to lose.

It's justifiable to go out.

But Gao Yu won.

This is quite a slap in the face.

Why do you win when everyone else loses?

Look at what you are capable of, it really shows off you!

So Li Haoran naturally had hostility towards Gao Yu.

Seeing Gao Yu being stopped, his mood immediately improved a lot.

"Humph, so what if he can play chess? He is not a member of our association."

"As for the idea of ​​getting embarrassed, there is no way to even talk about it."

"As the saying goes, everyone has their own specialty. We are members of the Poetry Association. It is normal to lose to others in chess. I don't think it is shameful."

No matter how low his EQ was, Li Haoran's companion came to his senses at this time and immediately stopped talking.

I was just wondering why the words of this little poet sounded so sour.