"Then what kind of flowers do you like?"
"I like peonies!"
"Where's Peng Peng?"
"Me? I like chrysanthemums, right?" Peng Peng actually didn't have any feelings for flowers, but since Wei Ya had asked, then she would just pick one randomly.
However, as soon as he said that, Peng Peng regretted it a little.
He seemed to have said something extraordinary…
"Teacher Zhang Yang, what do you think of these three flowers?”Wei Ya asked again.
"Everything is fine." Zhang Yang said indifferently.
Was this mute sick? Why was she discussing flowers with him?
He was a grown man, what research could he have on flowers?
He had said that he liked lotuses, but that was just a casual remark. Zhang Yang really did not know what to say about Wei Ya.
"Teacher Zhang Yang, how can you say 'everything is good'?”
"You're a great poet. Even if you don't write poems, you have to say something that suits your status, right?”Vicky looked at Zhang Yang with a smile, her eyes flashing with a faint provocation.
Zhang Yang, oh Zhang Yang, you don't know how to be gentle with women. You didn't wait for me just now. Watch how I deal with you now!
In the live broadcast room.
"Hahaha, Mute Goddess, I love you!”
"Hahahaha, Sister Wei Ya, well done!”
"Wei Ya, if you can really make things difficult for Zhang Yang today, I will be your hardcore fan!”
"A hundred million people have written a letter in blood, begging Zhang Yang to fall off the altar!”
"Previous poster, are you thinking about sh * t? Zhang Yang was so talented, how could he not be able to handle this small situation?”
"Zhang Yang might not be able to handle this situation. I have been staring at Zhang Yang the entire time. Zhang Yang doesn't seem to be interested in this pond full of lotus flowers at all.”
"That's right. Zhang Yang said that he likes lotuses, and it seemed like he was just trying to brush off Wei Mute. Now, Wei Mute has turned the tables on him. If Zhang Yang really doesn't know anything about lotuses, I'm afraid he will be embarrassed on the spot.”
"Speaking of which, why are you all focusing on the lotus flowers? Shouldn't your focus be on Peng Peng liking chrysanthemums?”
"F * ck! I don't understand what you're saying!"
"Erm, this is not the bus to the kindergarten. I want to get off!”
……
Zhang Yang silently pursed his lips under Wei Ya's provocative smile, Peng Peng's unconcerned look, and Zi Feng's little sister's gloating.
Speaking of which, why did he feel that all three of them wished him well?
No matter how one looked at it, these three people were his anti-fans…
Forget it, forget it. Wasn't he just using a method that suited his identity to evaluate the lotus, peony, and chrysanthemum?
Huh? Chrysanthemum? Peng Peng?
Zhang Yang gave Peng Peng a meaningful look. Peng Peng, your thoughts are very dangerous!
Peng Peng's mouth twitched. What the f * ck, Brother Zhang Yang, what are you thinking!!!
No, it's not what you think!
I was just spouting nonsense just now. I don't like any flowers!!!
Oh my god, what nonsense did he just say? He felt that he was going to lose his innocence!!!
Peng Peng was so depressed that he wished he could hide in the mud. He did not dare to meet Zhang Yang's scrutinizing gaze.
Looking at Peng Peng who could not be teased, Zhang Yang's mood finally improved.
Inspiration also surged out.
Wasn't it just lotus, chrysanthemum, and peony?
Wasn't it just a few words that matched his identity?
He would!
"The flowers of water, land, and vegetation are very cute.”
"Tao Yuanming of the Jin Dynasty loved chrysanthemums. Since Li Tang, the world has loved peonies.”
" I only love the lotus that comes out of the mud and is not stained. It is clean and not evil. It is straight in the middle and straight on the outside. It does not spread or branch. The fragrance is far away and clear. It is planted in a pavilion. It can be seen from afar but not played with.”
"I call it chrysanthemum, the hermit of flowers.”
"Peony, the flower of wealth."
"Lotus is the gentleman of flowers."
"Eh! The love of chrysanthemums is rarely heard of after the pottery."
"Love of Lotus, who is it that gives it to?"
"The love of peonies is suitable for everyone."
Zhang Yang casually opened his mouth, and it was one of the classical Chinese texts that the world had to memorize," The Love of Lotus ".
Wei Ya, how is it? This matches my identity, right?
Wei Ya was shocked. No way, he really opened his mouth and said it!!!
"Oh my god! Teacher Zhang Yang, you even know classical Chinese!”Peng Peng was dumbfounded.
He knew that Zhang Yang knew how to make up stories!
She knew that Zhang Yang could write modern poetry!
However, she did not know that Zhang Yang could write classical Chinese!
Oh my god, Zhang Yang, tell me, is there anything in this world that you don't know?？？
Zhang Yang looked at Wei Ya innocently and said,""In ancient times, classical Chinese is no different from vernacular Chinese.”
"Doesn't this thing come out of your mouth?”Zhang Yang looked at Wei Ya blankly. It was just a classical Chinese poem, what was there to be surprised about?？？
Wei Ya was speechless.
He just opened his mouth? Sorry to disturb you!
Sister Zifeng was speechless.
Sigh, you just say it. I want to carry it until the end of time!!!
Peng Peng was speechless.
Director, what have I done to offend you? Why did you invite Zhang Yang to be your permanent guest?
Being crushed every day was really, really a blow to his confidence!
In the live broadcast room.
"'Ode to the Love'? She's crying!"
"Congratulations to the thousands of students for reading a classical Chinese poem!”
"Zhang Yang, I was wrong. The next time I give you a blade, I will definitely apply a layer of poison on the blade and make you over on the spot!”
"F * ck, a big shot has appeared. Big shot, big shot, I'm impressed!”
"Awesome, boss. So, you gave me that blade?”
"I just want to know if Sister Zifeng's 'Huang Gang's Secret Volume' was also a gift from you.”
"To be honest, it's me!"
"Hahaha, Sister Zifeng hates you to death, but I still want to say something. Beautifully done!"
"But why do I feel that I won't be able to send this blade in the next time?”
"This time, Mute Wei came with a box of razor blades. Next time, if the in-flight guests have any brains, they won't dare to bring anything for their fans, right?”
"That's right. We can only trick Mute Wei. Mute Wei is from the live broadcast industry, not the entertainment industry.”
"As long as Mute Wei is in the entertainment industry, she would never give anything to Zhang Yang.”
"Yeah, most people in the entertainment industry are wise and don't get involved in these things.”
"Sigh, the production team of 'The Life You Want' doesn't accept express delivery, so where should we send the razor blades next time?”
"Why don't we send it to Mango TV's building?”
" This is possible!!!"
" Arrange!!!"
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