Rebirth of the Entertainment Grandmaster

When Lin Yuetong's eyes almost popped out, Ye Tang had already followed the woman into the pavilion.

People outside were very surprised. Who is this boy? How could he enter the pavilion? And it seemed that Mr. Wen Wei was greeting him personally.

Entering the pavilion, Ye Tang glanced at Wei Zixuan first. When he saw him tilting his head to the side and pretending not to see him, Ye Tang wanted to laugh. This Wei Zixuan has a bad temper.

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Zhu Changzhi and Hua An were the same. They only glanced at him and then looked elsewhere, looking very down on him.

Ye Tangcai was too lazy to pay attention to them. He walked to the table and bowed respectfully to Mr. Wenwei. This was the big boss, and the others were just minions. They could do whatever they liked.

"How do you do, Mr. Wen Wei? How do you do to all the talented men and women?"

Ye Tang's expression was very solemn, and his courtesy was a bit surprising. He bent down deeply and kept his posture very low.

Mr. Wen Wei hurriedly said: "Get up, get up quickly, come here, sit down, this kid." Mr. Wen Wei almost couldn't close his eyes with laughter. Mr. Shui Qing, this little disciple, wants to be so respectful and polite.

, must be respectful and reverent, quite similar to the modest and gentlemanly style of ancient literati, which is rare.

When all the talented people in the pavilion saw him, they only bowed slightly and saluted, which was far from the ancient etiquette. However, this child calculated the set of etiquette very thoroughly, and compared them, he was able to judge.

Mr. Wen Wei really likes the etiquette among ancient literati.

After only giving a big gift, he was favored by Mr. Wen Wei. The corners of Wei Zixuan's eyes immediately twitched, "You little bastard, can you stop pretending like that? You are so incompetent."

Wei Zixuan almost died of anger.

The same goes for Zhu Changzhi and Hua An, their faces twitching. This black boy is so damn thick-skinned.

Ming Xue and a few others didn't feel anything. At this time, they all smiled softly at Ye Tang. Mr. Shui Qing, this young disciple, was very polite and very understanding of the world. He was indeed Mr. Shui Qing's disciple.

They all smiled kindly at him.

Ye Tang did it on purpose. He wanted to see everyone's reaction. He was young anyway, so he was scared. When Mr. Wen Wei smiled, Ye Tang understood. It seemed that Mr. Wen Wei liked the ancient style of music very much.

Well, not bad, not bad.

Mr. Wen Wei asked him to come and sit down. Of course Ye Tang couldn't disobey him. Respect the old and love the young. We couldn't forget the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation.

After Ye Tang sat down, he called Wei Zixuan again: "Hello, senior brother." No matter what, I still give him some face in front of so many people. Wei Zixuan is shameless, but he still needs face. He can't embarrass Mr. Shui Qing.

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Wei Zixuan's expression was complicated for a while, and he cursed in his heart, why did he get ahead of him?

"Junior brother, you are welcome," Wei Zixuan smiled. He had to maintain a certain demeanor in front of Mr. Wen Wei.

The two senior brothers said hello, and everyone began to introduce themselves. There was no need for Zhu Changzhi and Hua An, they already knew each other. There were also two women and three men whom Ye Tang didn't know. He held hands with them one by one and announced.

After the names, we finally started to get acquainted with each other.

He had seen Ming Xue's new lyrics outside. At this time, Ye Tang set his sights on her. This woman's lyrics were very good and she looked very good. She was about thirty years old and had the charm of a mature woman.

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Of course, it's just good. Compared with Yu Yueqing, it's still a lot worse. Women can't stand comparison.

Ye Tang, the average-looking woman, also smiled at her. Although her appearance was a bit unsatisfactory, she couldn't be blamed. Maybe there was someone with a beautiful soul, at least much better than Wei Zixuan, the so-called 'senior brother'.

Already.

He has a pretty face, but his bearing is only as big as a fingernail. Looking at his face, Ye Tang can tell that he doesn't want to see him. But what's the point? Isn't it just that he wrote a few good poems to lose his face?

?The anger is so strong.

The literati look down on each other, and the talented are jealous of the talented. This is a bad situation.

After everyone got to know each other, Zhu Changzhi smiled and said: "Brother Wei, I heard that your younger brother is a talented poet. Is it true?" Come in, it just makes him look embarrassed in public, isn't he very good outside?

?See what other good poems you can make here.

Zhu Changzhi also saw that Wei Zixuan and Ye Tang were not in harmony, so it was a good opportunity to speak.

Wei Zixuan smiled and said, "It's true. My younger junior brother has extraordinary literary talent, even worse than me." Don't say anything too explicit, otherwise others will misunderstand that he is sowing discord.

Zhu Changzhi was not a fool, so he naturally knew Wei Zixuan's little thoughts, and said: "Brother Wei and Junior Brother Zhu also admired Zhu for his poetic talent. He wrote a very good poem outside, and Zhu also sighed to himself.

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"Oh? There is such a thing?" Mr. Wen Wei laughed. The poems of Zhu Changzhi and Wei Zixuan are extremely rare masterpieces. Is this kid Ye Tang better than them?

Ming Xue and others also looked curious, some of them couldn't believe Zhu Changzhi's words.

Zhu Changzhi said: "That's true, but I won't read the poem anymore. How about asking him to compose another poem with the theme of 'snow'? I guess little brother Ye's peerless literary talent will not be a problem for him."

Hua An interjected: "Brother Ye Tang is indeed very talented in literature. I can testify that there are probably few people here who can write better poems than him."

Zhu Changzhi and Hua An were laughing while talking, with friendly expressions on their faces. Ye Tang sneered in his heart, these two guys were singing and singing, were they trying to flatter him and then take his turn?

Let you be proud and see how long you can be proud. Do you want to see my jokes? Okay, so what if I do what you want.

Ye Tang also laughed and said: "Of course my literary talent is not as good as my senior brother and this 'pig' brother Hua, but I do have one or two good poems. Let me write a poem first, no.

Please forgive me if it’s inappropriate.”

"The sky and the earth are one, and there are black holes in the well; black dogs are white on the body, and white dogs are swollen on the body." Ye Tang didn't let them wait long, he grabbed an unknown folding fan on the table and shook it a few times before reading.

If you want to praise me, it's fine. I'll see if I don't kill you.

Ye Tang shook his folding fan, looking like a romantic and talented man, but as soon as he read this poem, almost everyone laughed. This poem... is too funny, right?

Wei Zixuan was drinking tea, and he suddenly spit it out. His eyes almost popped out of his head. Is this your good poem? How shameful.

It seemed that there was nothing left in his stomach, and Wei Zixuan felt inexplicably relieved.

Ming Xue and others also laughed out loud. Mr. Shui Qing, this young disciple, is such a talent.

Mr. Wen Wei almost died laughing, he was so happy that he said: "The world is the same, the well is black, the black dog is white, the white dog is swollen. You brat, what kind of poem are you writing?"

Mr. Wen Wei couldn't help but be funny.

Zhu Changzhi and Hua An were both funny and almost choked to death. Zhu Changzhi sneered and said: "What kind of bullshit poem is this? It's really insulting to politeness!"

Hua An also said loudly: "Mr. Wen Wei, this kid is swearing."

It's okay that Hua An didn't say this, but when he said it, everyone else laughed so hard that they almost shed tears. Zhu Changzhi's face was quite dark, but he was wearing a white shirt, while Hua An's skin was quite fair, but his figure was very fat.

The clothes were swollen, and Ye Tang’s last two sentences did sound a bit like criticizing Sang and Huai!

They felt something was wrong when these two people praised Ye Tang so highly just now. Now that they saw it, it was indeed the case. There must be some conflict between them.

"Mr. Wen Wei, I was wronged. I didn't curse, I meant a dog." Ye Tang said aggrievedly.

Ye Tang's little appearance was so pitiful. Mr. Wen Wei coughed dryly and said, "Just talk about poetry. There is no need to go that far. The world is the same, and there are black holes in the well. A black dog is white on the body, and a white dog is swollen on the body. Well, although it is a bit

It's inelegant, but not bad. There is not a single word for snow in the whole article, but the word 'snow' is written out, which is rare."

Mr. Wen Wei was obviously being biased, and Ming Xue and others laughed again, but if they would do the same thing, after all, they didn't mention him by name, so who can you blame if you insist on being named?

Zhu Changzhi almost died of anger. If he had understood better, why would he say it? He glared at Hua An angrily. He was not good at writing and had a pig brain in his head. It was really embarrassing.

Zhu Changzhi's face was a little ugly, but he quickly returned to normal and said: "Mr. Wen Wei, his poem is not counted. A disciple of Mr. Shui Qing actually wrote such a poem that was so insulting to the gentlemen. It really makes people laugh.

, I have to make a new song."

"No more swearing." Zhu Changzhi added.

This little bastard was so talkative that he actually used poetry to curse people. Zhu Changzhi was very annoyed, but it also showed that he probably didn't have any good poems in his heart. In this case, he had to write another one.

Didn't you brag about one or two good poems just now? Let's see what other tricks you can come up with.

"Ye Tang, what do you mean?" Mr. Wen Wei did not want to force Ye Tang, but asked him what he meant. At the same time, he felt a little angry. This Zhu Changzhi is too narrow-minded. Why should he fight with a child? He is just

I just wrote a crooked poem, but I have to do it right. Isn’t this asking for trouble?

Ye Tang is so young and so polite. He will definitely not curse people casually with poems. If you hadn't deliberately flattered him, would he have been like this?

Mr. Wen Wei is not an idiot. The two of them praised a little too much just now and he could tell that something was wrong.

"In this case, well, I will make the first speech this time. But Mr. Wen Wei, I only think about the upper part for the moment. Can you please ask Brother Zhu and Brother Hua to help me complete the lower part? Brother Zhu and

Brother Hua is a great talent, and I have read their poems, and I feel really inferior and ashamed."

Ye Tang raised his little face with a very innocent look and an extremely sincere expression. Mr. Wen Wei smiled, patted his head and said, "It depends on whether they agree or not. I can't make the decision."

As soon as Mr. Wen Wei finished speaking, his eyes turned to Zhu Changzhi and Hua An, as did Ming Xue and others. Ye Tang had issued a challenge to see if they dared to accept it.

Being stared at by so many pairs of eyes, and people outside also looked over, Zhu Changzhi and Hua An's expressions changed, and they felt a little nervous, but they couldn't say no, it was very embarrassing.

"You... read it out first and listen!"

You can't hide. If you don't agree, your designated reputation will be ruined immediately. Zhu Changzhi thought about it and agreed.

In fact, Zhu Changzhi is not too worried. His lyrics are also very good. It doesn't take long for ordinary lyrics to be picked up. He is confident about this, and the guy is so young, he should not be able to write any decent lyrics.

Maybe you can help him revise and improve it, which is also an honor.

After thinking about this, Zhu Changzhi immediately smiled again on his face.

(PS: Chapter 3 is here, thank you Luffy with the Straw Hat for your reward and review. Please vote for recommendation.)

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