We are basically competitors here. If you applaud others, then your chances will be small? What's more, this poem is made up...it's simply shit!

However, contrary to everyone's reaction, Shifan laughed after listening. Although she was separated by a veil, she could still imagine that she was smiling like a flower.

But... the poet's smile was somewhat ridiculous.

"Wow! She smiled, but she smiled when she saw it." The scholar who wrote poetry, namely Tang Dahu, was very excited and had no idea at all. He excitedly pulled Wen Chong, who was next to him, only caring about venting his mood, and not caring about whether he was familiar with others.

This made Wen Chong very upset. He was standing aside to watch the fun, but he didn't expect to be pulled as an emotional vent. He was naturally unhappy and replied coldly: "Wow! You can see others laughing through the veil, it's like a perspective!"

"Anyway, I just feel like she is smiling, why?" The rich scholar was naturally very unhappy when Wen Chong was criticized like this. He usually held him, but this time he didn't expect to be criticized like this. He was really unhappy.

Wen Chong smiled and said, "Not really." He thought there was nothing to say about such a fool.

The poet ignored these two people completely and asked the people around him indifferently: "Is there anyone else to answer?"

There are too many people eating melons, and no one joins in the fun. After all, it’s enough to just look at other people’s jokes. It’s really not worth it to go up and make jokes by yourself.

Life is nothing more than you laugh at others. If others smile at you, it is best to laugh at others yourself and not let others laugh at yourself.

The poet saw that no one answered below and knew that there was no one else, so he said, "I finally have a relatively satisfactory poem today."

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at people, and thought to myself: "It would never be the poem read by the rich scholar."

If it weren't for the poems that the rich scholar read, it must be the poem borrowed by Wen Chong. Anyone with a little brain can guess it, which makes them very curious. In addition, the poems that the rich scholar were badly laid the groundwork. This comparison makes many people think that Wen Chong's poems may be a little better than those of the rich scholar, and they also secretly blame themselves for not expressing them. After all, it is really difficult to admit that others are excellent.

The fat man and the rich man were also confused. Unexpectedly, Wen Chong was hidden and he wrote an answer that satisfies the poet's fans. Regardless of whether they were right or not, the poet's fans have already affirmed Wen Chong's answer. The rich man and the rich man were very envious and a little jealous, but he was still happy for Wen Chong.

"I don't know what the girl said is my poem?" Tang Dahu was full of confidence, feeling that at least 50% of the probability was to say that he was.

Shifan smiled, then shook his head.

Tang Dahu was a little embarrassed after hearing this, but his eyes turned and he said to Wen Chong: "I'll pay a lot of money to buy your poems! You can offer a price."

Wen Chong glanced at Shi Fan and said, "Can you still do this?"

The poet did not express his opinion, but just underestimated: "They are asking you."

The poet fans did not express their opinions, so did they acquiesce?

Everyone in the audience said this. If Tang Dahu could buy poetry, wouldn’t they buy it? They were not happy now. Who here has few dollars?

"I'll buy your poems with heavier gold!" The person who said this was a gorgeously dressed, each of which was wearing a gold ring inlaid with gems, and dozens of large thick gold chains were hung around his neck.

"Brother, I'm so familiar with you. If you sell it to me, I won't pay less for it no matter how much money others pay. What kind of friendship do we have! You know that big brother, I'm the shortcomings of a man... Hey..." The fat and rich man couldn't help it. After all, he had some friendship with Wen Chong.
Chapter completed!