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Tang Zhendong's proud and superior expression made Chen Baiguang angrily slap the table.

But this matter has risen to poetry again, he has no choice but to hold back.

I hope that Vice Chairman Zhang can defeat the dog legs brought by the second uncle.

"Please enlighten me." Tang Zhendong motioned for the other party to come first.

"Little baby, don't be arrogant, it's hard to become a master like this."

Zhang Jiahao walked a few steps casually, and when he reached twenty steps, he began to compose a poem: "The mouth grows on the butthole, if you don't eat rice, you have to eat shit."

"A villain wants to climb the sky, but he is a fool in the eyes of others."

Since it is satire, there is no need for Zhang Jiahao to compose some quality and elegant poems, that would be a kind of humiliation to poems.

"Okay! As expected of Jiahao." Dashuai Chen was shocked by the last idiot.

Poetry can still play like this.

Tang Zhendong's expression fell into anxiety after hearing this passage.

Sure enough, it is the vice-chairman, without any water, and can make such a poem in twenty steps.

"That idiot in the eyes of others, why don't you go down and wait to lose face?" Chen Baiguang shouted at Tang Zhendong.

Chen Xuansi narrowed his eyes, he came here to find trouble, not to stretch his face to be hit by the other party.

If Tang Zhendong can't do it, he, the vice chairman, has to step up.

"This..." After hesitating for a while, Tang Zhendong couldn't pick it up, and finally he could only look helplessly at Vice Chairman Chen.

The style of fighting poetry is ironic, which really greatly limits the poetry level of these people.

Especially Zhang Jiahao's sentence, I can't catch it at all.

You're an idiot if you connect, and you're an idiot if you don't.

In a word, you have to be an idiot no matter what.

"This son is impetuous, and it's hard to become a master." Zhang Jiahao waved his hand, showing the pride of an ancient literati.

He turned his back to Chen Xuansi, so arrogant.

"This is very vice-chairman." Hearing the words of "difficult to become a master", Lin Shishi felt the familiar smell return.

I am familiar with this sentence.

"Let me meet the famous Vice Chairman Zhang of the Hanzhou Luoyang Association."

Chen Xuansi stood up and faced the battle in person.

Originally, he just planned to use a poem to satirize his elder brother.

Unexpectedly, it turned into a fighting poem by accident.

Since they are fighting poetry, they must not lose.

This year's birthday party must arouse big brother's anger.

Chen Xinsi is upset, he, Chen Xuansi, is happy.

"Vice Chairman Chen, you have come from a long distance, and all the visitors are guests, so I will let you make a move first." Zhang Jiahao did not show a very impatient look.

Unlike Tang Zhendong, he has an extremely calm personality, and he is playing on behalf of the general.

If he loses the battle, then in this scene, no one can be proud of the general.

Lin Shishi, on the other hand, incorporated a lot of poems into those ancient songs written before.

But after all, it is in a majestic and elegant style, and you have to come up with shameless words like satirizing people.

In the final analysis, if he loses, the handsome face will be slapped by Vice Chairman Chen.

And it was at his birthday party.

Spread the word, don't let others laugh out loud.

"Then I'll be more respectful than obedient."

Chen Xuansi did not give in, when he walked to the eighteenth step in the middle of the banquet, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, looked at his elder brother, and said:

"Two points of falsehood, three points of pretense, five points of hypocrisy, very evil."

"Snapped!"

Hearing this sentence, Chen Baiguang really couldn't hold back anymore. Generals like them have violent tempers. When did they swallow such anger?

If his father and Eleven hadn't tried their best to stop him, he would have jumped up and beat his second uncle a long time ago.

As for whether this relative still recognizes it, it must be after the banquet.

"Ah Chen, the vice chairman should be able to continue, don't be impulsive." Lin Shishi tried his best to stop Chen Baiguang.

Only Eleven can block it, if it was another one, Chen Baiguang would have already slapped him.

After 30 seconds, Zhang Jiahao concocted a song: "Both are parents, so why bother to be handicapped."

"The elders are in the sky, and there are gods three feet away."

"Do bad things during the day, and ghosts knock at the door at night."

Hearing these few paragraphs, Chen Xuansi frowned.

This Zhang Jiahao is a bit tricky.

"Accepted." Seeing that the other party hesitated for a minute and couldn't speak, Zhang Jiahao's smile gradually appeared.

The guests sitting next to him nodded secretly, as expected of the vice chairman of the Luoyang Association.

In such a short period of time, he wrote satirical poems that made Chen Xuansi feel guilty.

When the stalemate reached here, Chen Boguang's depressed and annoyed mood calmed down a little.

"Hmph, my Hanzhou has produced a large number of literati, and they are not comparable to their ancestors." Liu Lan's hands were shaking when he finished a round of poetry.

I'm afraid that the commander-in-chief will vent his anger on himself afterwards.

Seeing that Vice Chairman Zhang's two words directly made Chen Xuansi unable to step down, the Marshal's anger would no longer be directed at himself.

After thinking for 2 minutes, the corners of Chen Xuansi's mouth turned up, and he walked to the sixteenth step and began to compose a poem: "Since ancient times, accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. Once you succeed, your bones will perish."

"Arguing for the king and worrying about the king's joy, one step of wrongdoing will add to your body."

"Huh?" After hearing this sentence, Zhang Jiahao frowned very tightly, the handsome second brother has something.

Not only satirized the commander-in-chief as a heartless person, but also advised himself in disguise to beware of the commander-in-chief.

This wave kills two birds with one stone and is still sowing discord.

Dashuai Chen's expression at the moment showed no emotions or joys or sorrows.

Only Chen Baiguang, his adjutant and others had their emotions written on their faces.

Seeing that Zhang Jiahao couldn't say a word for a long time, the people at Chen Xuansi's side began to feel complacent.

"It seems that the vice chairman of the Hanzhou Association is still weaker than the vice chairman Chen of my ancestral state." Tang Zhendong seized this opportunity to get back the face he lost just now.

On this occasion, Hu Gao originally wanted to jump out and say a few words, which would also dampen Chen Baiguang's spirit.

Considering that he still needs to develop in Hanzhou, even if he is from Vice Chairman Chen's side.

If the commander-in-chief wanted to mess with himself, it would be easy, unless he gave up his status as the president of Hanzhou Music and went to Zuzhou to develop.

"Vice Chairman Zhang, think slowly, it's all right, there's still plenty of time." Chen Xuansi returned to the dining table and slowly tasted the fine wine.

After defeating his elder brother, the wine tasted delicious.

Other businessmen sat at the dining table, neither eating nor drinking, they were sitting on pins and needles.

If Vice Chairman Zhang can't take over, will the commander-in-chief take his anger out on these businessmen?

Chen Boguang clenched his fists tightly, his eyes fixed on Zhang Jiahao, as if he was expecting the other party's mouth to move.

"It must be picked up!" Chen Baiguang and the others couldn't afford to lose in this battle of poetry.

After all, this birthday party was his father's home game, and he was slapped in the face by his second uncle at his own place.

This was the most aggrieved time for Chen Baiguang since he was a child, and he couldn't vent his anger.

Last year, the second uncle also came to make trouble, and it has never been as excessive as this year.

A few minutes later, Zhang Jiahao twitched the corner of his mouth, turned his back to the crowd, walked back to his dining table, waved his big hand angrily, and drank:

"Every man, you are just a common man in the market, this son, your temper is too impetuous!"