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The little poet, who had always been respected, was obviously not good at cultivating his qi. After being provoked by Gao Yu with a few words, his true colors were immediately revealed.

Gao Yu still wasn't satisfied.

Still mocking Li Haoran unscrupulously.

Everyone looked at this scene with a dark face.

One girl couldn't help but say, "You are too shameless, aren't you? Listen to what you said, it's so vulgar."

Gao Yu didn't even look at her.

He sneered, "Marriage is the right way of heaven and earth. One is still married and the other is still single. How can it be considered vulgar for me to ask for marriage from his mother? Do you look down on his mother and think that she is too old to be worthy of me?"

The girl was confused and hesitated for a long time before she said angrily, "Of course... not."

"If you don't want to, just shut up, you gossip."

"Why are you swearing?"

"What's your business? You have to come up here to get scolded. You're just as cheap as that Li. What else can you be but a gossip?"

"You scolded me again?" The girl widened her eyes and looked at Gao Yu in disbelief.

In the circle, no matter which boy met her, he would speak nicely to her. Gao Yu was the first one who dared to scold her.

Gao Yu was not used to her bad habits at all. He sneered and said, "Scold you? You should be glad that I don't hit women, otherwise I would beat you up."

The girl was angry and wanted to go up to Gao Yu to argue, but she was frightened by his sharp eyes and immediately shrank back.

Although she was scared, her bodyguard was not going to let it go.

Another young man walked out of the crowd and shouted at Gao Yu, "How dare you, a scoundrel, scold Lan'er? No, you must apologize to Lan'er today."

Gao Yu looked at him with disdain, then waved at him.

"Come on, come on, I didn't hear you clearly just now, stand closer and talk."

The young man walked out of the crowd without saying a word, breathing heavily.

He was determined to teach Gao Yu a lesson today, and he didn't care even if the association blamed him.

Because Gao Yu was too arrogant and even dared to scold his goddess, his uncle could tolerate it but his aunt could not.

But the opposite is true.

When he actually got in front of Gao Yu, he started to get scared.

Because he felt an unprecedented fierce aura from Gao Yu.

It felt like a domestic pet encountering a wild tiger.

It seems like he was born with blood suppression.

But this is normal. Once Gao Yu gets serious, even Wang Shouyi can't withstand the pressure, let alone the weak little guys in the Poetry Association.

The young man standing in front of Gao Yu was so arrogant just now, but now his mind is blank and he even breaks out in a cold sweat. He has no intention of confronting Gao Yu at all.

"I didn't hear clearly what you said just now. Come on, say it again." Gao Yu saw him standing there shaking like a sieve without saying a word, and couldn't help asking again.

The young man was extremely frightened at this time.

There is no longer any of the arrogance from before.

But when Gao Yu asked him a question, he dared not not answer.

I can only use a voice smaller than a mosquito: "Aba Aba Aba..."

Gao Yu leaned over and listened for a long time, but still couldn't understand what was being said.

He slapped her in the face: "Did you bring your vocal cords home?"

Snapped!

The loud slapping sound was unusually clear in the quiet environment.

The young man was slapped, but instead of getting angry, he covered his cheek and fled the scene as if he had been pardoned, amid everyone's surprised gazes.

what's the situation?

Everyone was dumbfounded.

I really don't understand that person's behavior.

Didn't he want to teach someone a lesson just now? Why did he run away after getting slapped?

Someone couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Let's be reasonable. How can you hit someone?"

Gao Yu shrugged and said indifferently: "You all say that I am a scoundrel, so of course I will use the usual methods of a scoundrel."

"Why? You want to try it too?"

The man wanted to say something, but after looking at Gao Yu's eyes again, he still didn't dare to take that step.

But this made him look a bit cowardly, and he couldn't face it, so he just swung his sleeves and said, "This is insulting."

"Bah." Gao Yu said disdainfully, "When I talk to you about reason, you say I'm a scoundrel for being unreasonable. When I really play the scoundrel game with you, you say it's disrespectful."

"Haha, so the Poetry Association is just a bunch of bastards who can only talk big?"

"I was blocked at my doorstep, and not a single man dared to stand up."

"Why don't you just stop calling yourself the Poetry Association and change your name to the Women's Association."

Wow.

As Gao Yu finished speaking, everyone around him was excited.

There was no way around it. Once his map cannon was fired, the destructive power was terrifying.

Everyone glared at Gao Yu.

Gao Yu met their gazes without any fear.

What a joke, what’s the point of having more people?

They are just a bunch of rabble. Even the world's number one is no match for him. How could he be afraid of these weaklings who can only talk big?

There was constant whispering among the crowd.

"With so many of us, are we still afraid of just one of him?"

"That's right, let's all do it together. Don't worry about the association blaming you. After all, the law doesn't hold everyone responsible."

"Yes, yes, we have tolerated him for a long time. Let's go together."

Everyone looked eager to try, constantly encouraging others, hoping that they would go first, but they themselves never took a step forward.

They all know themselves well, and when it comes to foreign language, they are confident that they can debate with many scholars.

But if they come forward with a tough attitude, won't these intellectuals with thin arms and legs just get beaten up?

If there is no benefit, who would want to be the first to stand out?

No one is stupid.

In this somewhat awkward atmosphere.

Someone looked left and right, and finally found someone who might be the leader.

"Brother Luo Han, we are all familiar with your name as the Little Sage of Poetry. Now that the association is in trouble, only your appeal can lead us. I hope you can set an example."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's eyes immediately turned to a handsome young man.

The poet named Rohan was so confused at this moment.

In my heart, I had already cursed all the ancestors of the person who made the suggestion.

Horse riding.

He was enjoying his meal, and suddenly a big hat was put on his head. Who could bear it?

His face changed, and he could only force a smile and said, "We are all scholars and elegant people. Wouldn't it be a waste of our status to fight with others? This matter needs to be carefully considered."

As soon as this was said, someone immediately agreed.

"Yes, yes, yes, the words of the sage make sense."

"We don't need to pay attention to this clown."

"Maybe he's just waiting for us to take action, and then he can blackmail us with justification."

"We can't let such a scoundrel do what he wants."

Watching this group of people's performance, Gao Yu shook his head in disappointment.

He does nothing but talk big.

He even spoke of cowardice and incompetence as if it was a matter of course, which really fits his stereotype of those corrupt scholars.

I couldn't help but sneer, "Is this the Poetry Association? There's not even one with a penis."

"What did you say?"

"I said, you are all garbage!"

"Humph, how disgraceful."

Not far away, Liu Xinyi was watching in amazement, and the live broadcast equipment in her hand recorded the entire process.

She was a little worried about Gao Yu.

But who knew that Gao Yu was so powerful. Although he was a bit of a gangster, he seemed to have an aura of dominance that could suppress all members of the association by himself.

One man should be guarded by ten thousand men.

Just like the feared generals in ancient times.

With a loud shout, thousands of soldiers were frightened and dared not move forward.

She thought of the martial arts novels written by famous masters.

That was probably what happened when Qiao Feng caused chaos in Juxian Manor.

The heroism is at its peak.