Rebirth of the Entertainment Grandmaster

Mr. Shui Qing laughed happily. Look at this child. He is so good at talking. Not only did he tactfully point out that Old Tong's paintings were not the best, he also complimented him on how clever the teacher was.

Pang Gu also glanced at Ye Tang in surprise. This boy's head was spinning very fast. Old Luo had taken on a good disciple.

Hua Fang tried his best to hold back his laughter. Let's just say he was not a fool. He was right. The teacher couldn't hold back his laughter this time. It was really funny.

Luo Yao rolled her eyes at Ye Tang and started to laugh, but this damn boy dared to pinch him back just now. Let's see how she deals with him later.

"Glib words and strong words!" Bai Zhantang sneered, quite disdainful of Ye Tang's talk. No matter what, he was a vulgar thing after mentioning money, and nothing could be done to change it.

"Ziyu," Pang Gu glared at Bai Zhantang dissatisfied.

Old friend Shui Qing, a disciple, can tell at a glance that he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, just a half-grown child. So what if he is wrong? Isn't it embarrassing to compete with a half-grown child?

"Yes, teacher, I know I was wrong." Bai Zhantang still respected his teacher very much. Moreover, when his words came out, Mr. Tong and Mr. Shui Qing both looked a little unhappy, so they quickly admitted their mistake.

"Okay, okay, Ziyu, Ziqing, and Hua Fang, please stop standing. It's better to sit down and talk. Your legs should be weak after standing for a long time." The atmosphere was a bit dull, and Mr. Shui Qing laughed heartily.

He said to lighten the atmosphere.

This is not a big deal, just talk about it and let it go.

"Hua Fang, sit down, you have been standing for a long time." Tong Ning also said to Hua Fang. He is the student who has been standing the longest. He has been standing here since he came here.

This time, no one objected. Standing all the time was indeed tiring. Luo Yao was the first to sit down. After that, Ye Tang and Hua Fang followed suit. Ye Tang and Luo Yao sat together, while Hua Fang sat next to him.

Ye Tang sat down, and on the other side of him was the teacher Tong Ning.

"You can sit down too." Pang Gu said to Bai Zhantang. For the most part, Pang Gu still liked this student, but he was a little angry because he was suddenly so ungraceful today. In front of two old friends, the disciple was embarrassed.

There was no luster on his face either.

Bai Zhantang didn't dare to say a word and sat down next to the teacher obediently. At this time, he was even more obedient than an obedient baby.

Of course Luo Yao understood why Bai Zhantang did this to Ye Tang. She quietly pulled Ye Tang's hand with some guilt. Ye Tang glanced at her and smiled. Wasn't it just because Bai Zhantang chewed her teeth? It doesn't matter.

Two pieces of meat are indispensable, it doesn't matter, we don't have the same experience as him.

Luo Yao held his hand, and Ye Tang felt a little helpless again. This little Luo girl was addicted to taking advantage of her. Well, let's take it back for her. We will suffer a lot today.

As soon as he grabbed his hand, Ye Tang held Luo Yao's hand with his backhand.

Ye Tang grabbed her hand and rubbed it with his fingers on the back of her hand. Luo Yao was taken aback and gritted her teeth, oh, damn boy, you are obviously taking advantage of me.

Grab his fingers hard and prevent him from moving. If he dares to do this again, he will crush his chicken feet.

Damn girl, do you still dare to take advantage? Ye Tang was so happy that Sister Luoyao's hands were really soft and slippery.

Luo Yao grabbed her hand and whipped it twice but couldn't pull it out, so she had no choice but to let her hold it like that. She had no choice but not to move too much for fear of attracting the attention of Mr. Shui Qing and the others, so she could only look serious on her face and secretly held her hand.

Compete under the table.

Ye Tang didn't look at Luo Yao, and Luo Yao didn't look at him at this time. Both of them listened to the three elders with serious expressions. Their fingers were entangled and no one wanted to be the first to let go. Luo Yao wanted to keep holding on.

It was also difficult to follow Ye Tang. Ye Tang would win back a few times from time to time, and the outcome was almost evenly divided.

Mr. Shui Qing and others didn't know that the two of them dared to commit crimes at the scene. Pang Gu said at this time: "Tong Ning, there seems to be something missing in your painting?"

Mr. Shui Qing nodded: "Well, Pang Gu is right. Old Man Tong, there is indeed something missing in your painting."

Tong Ning was stunned and asked: "What's missing? Artistic conception?" Artistic conception is really difficult to grasp.

Pang Gu and Mr. Shui Qing looked at each other and both smiled. Pang Gu said: "Tong Ning, you are already good at artistic conception. Look at the mountains, trees, temples and waterfalls in this painting. Is it still the same?"

Is there a poem missing?"

"Poetry? I said, Old Man Pang, do you have any good poems? If I had a poem, I would have already written it on it. I don't need you to remind me." Tong Ning said, when he was painting in Lushan, it was not that he didn't think of writing a poem on it.

After a long while, I couldn't form a sentence. At this time, two old friends raised the question, what is the difference between saying something as an afterthought?

"I don't have any poetry, but aren't there a few juniors here? Just let them think about it." Pang Gu glanced at Bai Zhantang as he spoke. He was a student with outstanding poetry talent, and he definitely had poetry in his heart.

Pang Gu really wanted Bai Zhantang to save him face in front of his two old friends. The last time the three of them met, another of his disciples had lost once.

"Good idea." Tong Ning patted his thigh. There are three juniors here. It's just a good time to test them. After Tong Ning said that, he looked at his disciple Hua Fang. His disciple was also quite good at poetry.

Hua Fang's mouth immediately became crooked. Are you kidding, composing a poem in front of that monster? Don't scare people. The last time Ye Tang wrote so many poems in one go, it frightened him. Now he still has a shadow in his heart.

Woolen cloth.

"Teacher, I...I'll forget it," Hua Fang said hesitantly.

"Bullshit," Tong Ning glared at him fiercely. What do you mean you just let it go?

Hua Fang felt so wronged that he whispered in Tong Ning's ear that Ye Tang was the evildoer. Ye Tang's poems were published in Weiyu magazine. He also showed it to his teacher, but he didn't believe it.

It's him and you dare to let him compose poetry.

"What? He is the poet Jiangnan who said, 'It's better when the water shines and the sun shines'?" Tong Ning was really surprised. He had heard Hua Fang talk about Shuishan Mall and read the poems. It was indeed very powerful.

His disciple Hua Fang is much stronger, but he didn't expect that he would be the new disciple, Old Man Luo. Old Man Luo is too lucky, right?

Tong Ning finally began to envy Mr. Shui Qing and looked at Ye Tang carefully several times.

"Hua Fang, even he has to do it. My disciple cannot be defeated without a fight." Hua Fang was timid before fighting. What he lost was his face as a teacher. If he wanted to lose, he would lose in his poems. He couldn't lose all his poems.

If you don't do anything, you just have to bow down and surrender. This is shameful.

Mr. Shui Qing couldn't help but chuckle to himself. It seemed that Hua Fang was so disturbed by Ye Tang that he no longer dared to compose poems. What a tragedy.

Mr. Shui Qing is actually not too worried about whether Ye Tang can compose poems. Since the two old friends have the taste, let Zi Qing torture their students for once. Don't let the two old guys feel aggrieved later.

Just cry.

Pang Gu and Bai Zhantang were a little baffled by what they heard, and looked at Tong Ning and Hua Fang with some doubts. Their master and apprentice had been traveling abroad during this period, and they came to Mr. Shui Qing's side just after they came back. Ye Tang's

Things haven't been heard yet.

It feels very strange.

Tong Ning did not remind him. Poems have to be written anyway. Knowing it will destroy Bai Zhantang's confidence. It is better not to know. Besides, writing poetry also requires inspiration. Maybe Old Man Luo's apprentice will not be able to do it today.

Come out?

Writing poetry is not about eating and sleeping, it just happens when you think about it.

At that kid's age, it would be good if he could compose a few good poems, but if he wants to compose another divine poem, it will be as difficult as reaching heaven.

Tong Ning was much more optimistic than Hua Fangke, because he didn't know that it was in this place that day that Ye Tang composed several good poems. If he had known, he probably wouldn't have thought that way.

Hua Fang was a little speechless. How come this teacher doesn't know how to care for his students? Isn't this because he knows that the other person is a tiger and still puts him like a little sheep into his mouth?

So sad.

Hua Fang glanced at Ye Tang helplessly, hoping that he would be merciful and not be as evil as last time, otherwise he would not be able to survive.

Of course Ye Tang saw Hua Fang's wry smile, and smiled at him. It was indeed tragic to have such a teacher in the stall, but what Mr. Tong said was right, it would be shameful to lose without a fight.

Giving Hua Fang a relieved look, Ye Tang had no intention of writing a large poem today. He just wanted to express his thoughts and hide his clumsiness.

He didn't want this crappy painting anyway.

"Which one of you will come first? Old man Tong, how about this? Whoever writes the best poems will give this painting to him, what do you think?" Mr. Shui Qing said, since it is a bit of a competition, of course there must be a prize.

Tong Ning nodded in agreement, and at the same time glanced at Mr. Shui Qing with disdain, wasn't this old man Luo nakedly biased towards his disciple?

Shameless!

Tong Ning agreed that Pang Gu would naturally have no objection. He glanced at Bai Zhantang, hoping that he could take the lead in writing poems. Only people with quick literary thinking can write poems quickly. This is also an affirmation of his poetic talent.

"I'll do it first," Hua Fang suddenly shouted. It was better for him to forget it first. Anyway, he didn't have any good stuff in his stomach, so he just composed a random poem. In front of that monster, he felt that his head was almost numb. How could he think of any good poems?

.

"The flying curtain is like a green curtain, going straight down thousands of feet, and the new moon is like a curtain hook, hanging far away in the night sky." After Hua Fang finished speaking, he read out four lines of poetry. Tong Ning's face immediately turned dark. This poem was too substandard.

Right? Just changing a few words is enough.

Pang Gu burst out laughing. He had seen this Hua Fang twice, but he heard from Tong Ning that his poetry was pretty good. Why were the poems he wrote today so bad? Could it be that he was too nervous?

Panggu is a little strange.

The corners of Mr. Shui Qing's eyes twitched. This Hua Fang seemed to have been badly beaten by Quilt Qing. What kind of poem is this? A limerick? It doesn't look like that painting at all. Where did the new moon come from? Waterfall.

That's right.

Luo Yao and Ye Tang were still fighting secretly under the table. At this time, they both burst out laughing. What kind of poem did this Hua Fang write? It was so funny.

Bai Zhantang grinned almost to the back of his head and glanced at Hua Fang with some contempt. Old Tong, this disciple, is a complete idiot. He has the nerve to recite this kind of poem, but he has to compete with him for first place.

Isn't it a shame?

Hua Fang is also a little embarrassed, but it's okay. Anyway, I can't think of a poem that fits the situation at the moment. These are still unfinished sentences that I have been drafting in my heart these days. I should be able to revise them better after a while.

Hua Fang wrote a poem first. Bai Zhantang didn't want to lose the second poem, so he quickly stood up and said, "I will write the second one." He was afraid that someone would steal his first poem again.

Bai Zhantang came out, put one hand behind his back and started pacing. Luo Yao couldn't help laughing when she saw it. How could this Bai Zhantang's style be exactly the same as that of Wei Zixuan? Do you want to write a poem in seven steps?

It seems that later, Ye Tang, this damn boy, came up with a poem that almost made Wei Zixuan's face turn the color of pig liver with anger. I wonder what will happen to him today?

Luo Yao bit her lip and looked towards Ye Tang with a smile. She found that the corners of his mouth were also grinning, and he was smiling like a little fox. He must not have good intentions. Could it be that he was going to slap Bai Zhantang's face hard with every step of his poem?

?

Luo Yao was looking forward to it.

Ye Tang really thought Bai Zhantang was quite funny. Just write poetry. Why are you pacing? It was interesting once I watched it, but I got a little bored after watching it the second time. Can't I just sit down and write poetry? I have to follow the ancients

study.

boring.

Of course, this was not the main reason why Ye Tang laughed, but because Luo Yao was distracted and he succeeded again and touched her hand several times.

So cool.

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