0162. Are You Impulsive?

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Li Mu smiled.

He didn't expect that there really were such shameless people in the world.

Judging from the appearance of the other party, he has quite a high status, but to do such a thing is really...

If it were some other young people, they might be frightened by these threats with guns and sticks, and they would hesitate, thinking that it would be okay to admit their mistakes, and at the worst, this poem could be given to Zhen Yuan. , but in that case, you will immediately fall into the other party's text trap, be stained with stigma, and never be able to turn around again.

I did copy Lao Tzu's "Beauty Poetry", but I definitely didn't copy it from you.

You old thing, that's a shame.

Li Mu had no intention of being reasonable, so he was about to take action...

But at this moment, a voice came from the direction of the stairs.

"I can't do it. There's no way this young master is plagiarizing. I'm afraid Mr. Zhen must have made a mistake." The familiar soft and sweet voice said. Accompanied by Wen Shengzhai's mother Bai Xuan, a flower in a white gauze dress Xiangrong walked down the stairs slowly.

Um?

She actually came down.

Li Mu was a little surprised.

However, on second thought, it must have been that the noise down here was too loud, so it alerted Hua Xiangrong on the third floor.

This girl was so thoughtful that she didn't even change her clothes and just came down to defend herself.

A smile appeared on Li Mu's face.

At this time, the entire hall on the first floor was in a commotion.

Everyone actually went downstairs.

Many people who had wanted to see her for a long time immediately became excited.

This is a rare opportunity, finally meeting the legendary Wen Shengzhai oiran.

Countless looks were cast towards it.

The expressions of Lin Qiushui, Liu Muyang and Song Qingfei immediately turned gloomy.

They did not expect that Hua Xiangrong would go downstairs to show off for such a little scholar, and even helped the little scholar speak, which made them shocked and angry.

Zhen Yuandao's eyes fell on Hua Xiangrong's face, a look of surprise flashed across his face, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of heat in his heart. He was also shocked by this woman's appearance.

"It turns out it's the flower girl." Zhen Yuandao carefully concealed the possessiveness in his heart, smiled slightly, and said: "I'm afraid the girl was deceived by this little friend. That beautiful woman's poem was indeed written by me. What he did while drunk, that day..."

Hua Xiangrong directly interrupted Zhen Yuandao's words and said: "Mr. Zhen must have been too drunk, so his memory is confused. I believe that the beauty poem must be written by this young master. The young master has a noble character and an unrivaled poetic talent. , will not commit the act of stealing poetry.”

Zhen Yuandao was slightly startled, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

At this time, Jia Zuoren, a teacher at Fengming Academy who had been silent next to him, stood up with a smile on his face, stroking his goatee, and said, "What evidence does the flower girl have for saying this?" It is simply shameless to say that others are Plagiarism, on the contrary, requires others to provide evidence that it is not plagiarism.

Jia Zuoren is a teacher at Fengming Academy. His status and reputation are almost the same as those of Zhen Yuandao. The two of them have always been fighting openly and secretly. The same is true for the two proud disciples they taught, Liu Muyang and Lin Qiushui.

"This..." Hua Xiangrong was silent for a moment, and then said: "The talent of a young master in this world is high, and it is above the third floor. He just casually composed another poem for the little girl. This poem can be For evidence...Xin'er, bring it out."

The maid Xiner came out from behind, and with another maid, they slowly opened a roll of paper. The ink on it was still wet, and there was a poem written in black and white on it. The poem said: Clouds think of clothes, flowers think of faces, and the autumn wind blows on the threshold. The moon is strong. If I hadn't seen him in the Wen Sheng Zhai, would I have met him under the moonlight on Yaotai?

After everyone read this poem, they immediately felt it in their hearts and took a breath of air-conditioning.

What a poem!

Another century-old poem.

Moreover, this poem, at first glance, is like sending flowers to Xiangrong. The name is directly embedded in it, the scenes are blended, and the characters are both true and false. It is indeed the best among the best.

Was this written by this boy again?

Countless eyes looked at Li Mu again.

It is already difficult for a person to compose a good poem, but it is even more difficult to compose several poems.

Because only geniuses can do this kind of thing.

Of course, if you are a genius, why would you bother plagiarizing other people's works?

Zhen Yuandao's expression immediately became a little embarrassed.

However, Jia Zuoren from Fengming Academy took a step forward and said with a smile: "It seems that Hua girl has been deceived by this deceiver. The poem you just took out is This morning, I was watching flowers in the garden, had some insights, and created this..."

There was an immediate uproar in the crowd.

This is a bit too shameless.

If Zhen Yuandao's words before were still somewhat credible, then what Jia Zuoren said now is a bit shameless. What a coincidence, the poem you created has been praised by everyone. I don’t know, but this young man found out.

Hua Xiangrong was stunned.

She didn't expect that there were such shameless people in this world.

Jia Zuoren, on the other hand, looked indifferent to all the changes around him, as if he was unaware of them.

Tonight, two century-old poems were finally published. The previous poem about a beautiful woman had been snatched away by Zhen Yuandao, an old rival, but this one cannot be missed no matter what.

He likes fame and has done a lot of things to win people's poetry fame before. It can be said that he is familiar with it. Even if everyone present does not believe it, so what. Anyway, public opinion is controlled by Fengming Academy. As long as he goes back to find some people, Create public opinion and do a little manipulation. Even if tonight's incident spreads, there is no need to be afraid.

"You... what evidence do you have? With a red mouth and white teeth, it would be too shameless to say that other people's poems are yours." The little maid Xiner couldn't help but scolded her loudly. She was against her own young lady. She committed herself to Li Mu, but that was for the young lady's consideration, but it did not mean that she had any doubts about Li Mu's talent.

"Shut up, I'm just a brothel maid. I'm humble and humble. It's your turn to speak. Step back." Jia Zuoren scolded her directly.

Xin'er's face turned red after being scolded.

Yes, her status is indeed at the bottom. What qualifications do she have to speak in front of such a big figure in the literary world, but...it's hateful.

"Okay, what happened today is clear. This shameless person has plagiarized the poems and essays of two professors from the two major academies and used them here to deceive. He is really shameless." Liu Muyang stood up with a proud look on his face. He looked at Li Mu provocatively and made a final conclusion, saying: "I suggest that this shameless person be brought to court. Such a bad behavior cannot be promoted and must be severely punished to avoid future troubles."

"That's right, don't forgive me lightly."

"That's how it should be." "Get him."

"Hmph, he is indeed a liar. He can only deceive stupid brothel girls. How can he escape the eyes of us scholars?"

The short winter melon scholar from Hanshan Academy and others all laughed.

"Young Master..." Hua Xiangrong became anxious and subconsciously grabbed Li Mu's sleeve with eager eyes and a look of shock. She didn't expect that things would develop to this point. Although she was classified as an oiran, she was involved in In this kind of thing, he was so powerless that he couldn't protect such a talented young man with poetic talent.

Li Mu gently patted Hua Xiangrong's hand holding his sleeve, with a calm expression and a smile, and said: "It doesn't matter."

This scene fell in the eyes of Lin Qiu Shui, who was standing aside, and couldn't help but feel jealous.

In order to get Hua Xiangrong, he tried every possible means and worked hard. Today, he can get his long-cherished wish, but in the end, his good deeds were ruined by Li Mu who came out halfway. How could he not hate in his heart? Look at the couple in front of him. The man and woman were making love to each other, and they were clearly in love. Hua Xiangrong's face was still flushed, and her hair was messy at the temples. I'm afraid this couple had already had sex upstairs...

Immediately, Lin Qiu Shui's passionate possessiveness towards Hua Xiangrong turned into outbursts of anger.

"Bitches are ruthless, actors are meaningless. It seems that you two bitches have already done such a shameful thing. You are really a beauty and a disaster. I thought you were a very talented and unique person." Woman, who knows, you are just a vain scoundrel, I..." Lin Qiushui was so angry that she could no longer hold back and started to curse.

Snapped!

A loud round of applause interrupted his words.

Lin Qiushui's body turned 360 degrees in the air, spitting blood from her mouth, flew out, and hit a round table more than ten meters away. The wine splashed, the soup overflowed, and the bowls and chopsticks were all over the place. The basin was smashed to the ground...

"ah……"

Several women were so frightened that they screamed.

No one expected such a sudden change.

Li Mu slowly withdrew his slap, flexed his fingers, and said calmly: "Hitting a piece of trash like you really makes my hands dirty..."

There was a deathly silence in the hall.

No one expected that this young man in ordinary clothes would take action without any warning.

With one slap, the dignified chief executive of Hanshan Academy was whipped away like a sack.

Lin Qiu Shui's face was beaten like a ripe yellow peach that fell to the ground. It was swollen to the point of being inhuman shape. He groaned and passed out.

Zhen Yuandao, Jia Zuoren and other scholars from the two major academies were all shocked.

They never expected that Li Mu would actually dare to hit someone.

As soon as he took action, the nature of the matter changed.

Hua Xiangrong was also stunned.

Just now, she was so angry that she was trembling with anger at Lin Qiu Shui's vicious words. She couldn't imagine that a gentle scholar who was crazy about pursuing his own performance could be so ugly in his heart. He turned around and said such vicious words. However, she never expected that , a young man with ordinary clothes and no power would actually hit someone directly on such an occasion...

Now, it's going to be bad.

"Young Master, you..." Hua Xiangrong was anxious, worried about Li Mu's safety.

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