"Wang gongzi, do you think Jia Jun will do?”
Just as Jia Jun was preparing, someone in the crowd asked.
"Alright? What kind of joke is this? Look at how thin and weak he is. Where did he get his strength from?”Someone immediately replied.
"No way. I heard that the Jia family established their family with martial arts and fought down a dukedom with real swords and spears.”
"Tsk! That was their ancestor. Which of the current Jia family's sons wasn't well-respected? It's not that I look down on them, but the Jia family doesn't even have a single person who can wield a knife or a gun.”
"Really?" The person from before had a face full of disbelief.
Yang Chen snorted." Of course it's true. If Jia Jun can lift this stone lock, I, Yang Chen, will eat it!"”
Jia Jun naturally heard the whispers of the crowd. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly as he shouted,"Rise!"
His hands suddenly exerted strength and actually lifted the pair of stone locks.
Hiss!
Everyone gasped and stared at Jia Jun with widened eyes.
"Ding! The host's actions have shocked the other party. You have received 10 Emotional Value.”
"Ding! The host's actions surprised the other party and he received 8 Emotional Value.”
"Ding! The host's actions surprised the other party and he received 6 Emotional Value.”
……
After a series of notifications, Jia Jun put down the stone lock, then turned to Yang Chen and said,"High Scholar Master, the stone lock is here.”
Yang Chen's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He coughed and pretended not to hear anything.
Jia Jun didn't argue with him and instead said to the little servant girl,"Thank you for your reminder, Miss.”
The maidservant blushed and nodded at him before calling Ning Wen over.
"Young masters, there is still the last stage.”The servant girl poured a cup of wine and placed it on the table. Then, she opened a painting on the table.
Jia Jun looked at the painting and saw a beauty drawn on it. This beauty could be said to be a national beauty, but there was a deep resentment and sorrow that could not be melted between her brows.
"Young masters, this wine is still warm. Please use this painting as a poem before the wine is cold.”the maidservant said.
Everyone frowned when they heard this. It was very difficult to see a painting and write a poem in a time limit.
Ning Wen's face was filled with bitterness. He didn't like reading, so how could he compose poetry?
"Miss, can I join in?" Yang Chen suddenly asked. I'm just playing the game, not trying to pass.”
The servant girl thought for a moment and nodded.
Yang Chen smiled coldly and immediately started to write. Previously, he had been humiliated by Jia Jun. If he didn't get it back now, when would he? In terms of poetry and songs, he felt that he was a hundred times better than Jia Jun.
Everyone gathered around him and watched him write. In a short while, a gorgeous poem was published.
"Aiya, Young Master Chen, good poem, good poem!”
"Entering a tall building on a moonlit night, I miss you a little. What a beautiful line!"
"Young Master Chen is a genius. The day of high school is not far away!”
"If it's just poetry, Young Master Chen will definitely be able to meet Miss Shihan!”
Looking at the poem he wrote, everyone was amazed.
Yang Chen put down his pen and sneered at Jia Jun."I wonder if Young Master Jia has gained anything? If you don't mind, I'm willing to give this poem to Young Master Jia to pass the test. What do you think?”
Relying on this poem, not only did he regain all the face he had lost earlier, but he also stepped on Jia Jun. If Jia Jun used his poem, he would definitely not be able to raise his head and would be scolded by others.
Ning Wen glared fiercely at Chen Yang, but he really didn't have the energy to argue with him. After all, he really didn't know how to compose poetry.
Jia Jun glanced at Ning Wen and smiled.”
Ning Wen was delighted when he heard this and quickly took out a pen and paper.""Brother Jia, please speak."
"Title: Mulan Ci·Ancient-styled Decisive Ci Friends.”
As he spoke, Jia Jun picked up the cup of wine on the table and raised his head to drink the wine in one gulp. Then, he said in a clear voice,
"If life is just like the first time we met, why would the autumn wind be sad for the painting fan?”
Boom!
Everyone stood rooted to the ground as if they had been struck by lightning. Ning Wen even forgot to write. Even though he was illiterate, he could feel the power and shock of this poem.
Jia Jun put down his wine cup, picked up a wine pot, and took a big gulp into his mouth. He continued to recite,
"It is easy to change the heart of an old friend, but the heart of an old friend is easy to change.”
Everyone was slightly excited. They had a premonition that they were about to witness the birth of a masterpiece that would be passed down through the ages.
Under everyone's stunned gazes, Jia Jun took another big gulp of wine and slowly walked to the door.
"The words of Mount Li are finished in the middle of the night, and the rain of tears will never complain.”
Yang Chen's entire body trembled slightly when he heard this, and a deep fear rose in his heart. He had a vague premonition that he would probably become a background character and leave his name behind for the ages. However, this reputation would pin him on the pillar of shame in history. Everyone would laugh at his overestimation of his own strength.
Jia Jun came to the door and downed the wine in the jug in one gulp. Then, he left in a carefree manner, leaving behind only a poem:
"How can it be like a fickle man in embroidered clothes, a pair of wings and branches.”
Everyone was speechless for a long time as they watched him leave.
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