Wang Taishan was talking proudly, but unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaotian on the opposite side suddenly opened his eyes, and the Moon Pavilion seemed to flash out of thin air, and two rays of light shot straight at him.

Wang Taishan suddenly felt that a momentum was like Mount Tai pressing on the top, his body couldn't hold it, he stepped back, and hit the stone table behind him, and then stabilized.

Zhang Xiaotian looked this person up and down, and he was also a little puzzled in his heart, he was really not interested in this Wenhui, so he had been deducing swordsmanship in his mind with his eyes closed just now, but he didn't provoke this person, right?

He was thinking about it, when Wang Taishan spoke again.

This time he was really annoyed and angry, he was so frightened by Zhang Xiaotian's gaze just now that he almost fell, instead of thinking that he was provoking first, he secretly hated the other party for deliberately making himself ugly, and the anger in his heart was rushing straight up.

"This Zhang Xiaotian, today is the Wenhui, and we are just ordinary people, don't you think it's too rampant to suppress people with your strength?!"

Wang Taishan's words are quite flattering, after all, most of the people who participated in this literary meeting are people who have failed to practice martial arts and turned to learn literature, and they dare not say 100%, but at least 95% are ordinary people, and even those who have practiced some martial arts are only considered to be rough fists and feet.

Anyway, when Zhang Xiaotian came, he swept away, and there was no one in the field who was worthy of his attention.

Wang Taishan's words really made many people feel the same hatred for the enemy, and some people immediately echoed it, "That's right, today's literary meeting is about music and poetry, how can we use force to suppress people!" ”

"That is, Wenhui Wenhui is more elegant than being romantic, not fighting and killing."

"Humph! A martial artist is a martial artist, is there nothing else but hands-on? ”

“……”

After a burst of verbal arguments, Zhang Xiaotian didn't do much, but Yu Mengyue's face faintly changed and didn't look good.

At this time, Zuo Xing, who had never had a sense of existence, suddenly spoke, "Everyone, this Brother Zhang is a martial artist, and it is naturally a martial arts competition, just like this Wang Taishan wants to ask others for advice, is it asking for martial arts?" ”

Zuo Xing's words are also sharp, many people changed their minds and felt that it made sense, is it only allowed for you Wang Taishan to compare with others, and not to use force with you? !

Wang Taishan was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Zuo Xing to come to scold himself, and then looked at Yu Mengyue, who was turning around and talking to the bodyguard at this time, as if he was comforting, and the bodyguard named Zhang Xiaotian also had a smile on his face.

Don't you take me seriously!

The jealousy in my heart was like a poisonous snake gnawing at my heart.

How so?

Could it be that Yu Mengyue's so-called dislike of martial artists is fake and deceitful?

Yes, she had just debuted at that time, and she wanted to use the mouth of me and other Wenhua people to make a name for herself, so she deliberately used this excuse to approach us, and now she is famous, even more than me, so now we don't need us!

Wang Taishan is narrow-minded, likes to drill the tip of the horns, and has always thought that Yu Mengyue must be his own person, but at this moment, seeing that he ignored himself and talked happily with that martial artist, his heart was suddenly filled with jealousy and anger, and he was dazed all of a sudden, and even Yu Mengyue hated it.

I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it!

Yu Mengyue, you turned out to be this kind of person! It's such a person!

I don't know if he was too angry, Wang Taishan's last sentence was shouted, and for a while, the audience was silent.

Dozens of eyes stared at him in unison.

Several scribes who were originally standing beside Wang Taishan quietly moved their bodies and distanced themselves from him without a trace, including Zeng Shiqiang.

"Is Brother Wang crazy? Even Miss Mengyue was scared, how could this be! ”

Zeng Shiqiang made a clear decision in his heart that he would draw a clear line with Wang Taishan in the future.

Wang Taishan didn't notice the reaction of the people around him, and he was shocked that he had just shouted out what he was thinking.

"Mr. Wang Taishan, tell me what kind of person I am?" Yu Mengyue asked with a frosty face.

"This, this ......"

Wang Taishan's mouth was so sluggling that he couldn't speak.

Zhang Xiaotian smiled secretly in his heart, this person's mental flaws were really too big, and he just gave him a small mental stimulation......

"I didn't mean that, Miss Mengyue, I'm me, I'm just—a slip of the tongue."

Wang Taishan couldn't explain it at all, so he could only blame the reason on a slip of the tongue.

Then I saw a smile on the young man's face, and he couldn't help but feel evil, of course, he didn't dare to do it, so he ......

Wang Taishan pointed at Zhang Xiaotian, "This is a literary venue, not a martial arts arena, we naturally fight literature and not martial arts, do you dare to compete with me, young man?" ”

Yu Mengyue's delicate face was about to freeze, and she was just about to say something, but Zhang Xiaotian behind her stood up, patted her on the shoulder, and then said to Wang Taishan: "What do you want to compare." ”

There was an uproar in the pavilion, this person dared to fight?

Originally, Wang Taishan had been squeezed into the corner by Zuo Xing's few words, it looked like he was making trouble, if this person only sat quietly, Wang Taishan lost face and could not invite the battle, I am afraid that there was only one way to retreat.

I didn't expect it......

Is this warrior stupid, or is he confident?

Everyone in the pavilion was not optimistic about Zhang Xiaotian's actions, after all, he was too young and a martial artist, how much time could he spend on miscellaneous items such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?

Even Yu Mengyue also looked at Zhang Xiaotian with a strange look, and said in her heart: I'm desperately trying to help you turn around, how did you stand up by yourself!

Zuo Xing, who was "invisible" again, was thoughtful.

She heard Yu Mengyue relayed Zhang Xiaotian's praise of her beauty that day, and Mengyue was very sure that this person must have heard it from someone else, and because that text was very suitable as an introduction to Mengyue, she also searched on the Internet, but the result was nothing.

Now I want to come...... What if it was really made by Zhang Xiaotian?

That's a good show.

Wang Taishan didn't care about what others thought for a long time, he just wanted to get back the lost face on the young man in front of him, and at this moment, he was overjoyed when he dared to fight.

"Haha, than what? What will you compare to what we are? ”

"Of course, only in literature and art."

Wang Taishan was originally very confident, but he suddenly thought of the loophole in his words, what if the other party said that he wanted to compete, he hurriedly added another sentence, and his momentum suddenly collapsed.

"Let's make music! Let Miss Mengyue be the judge. ”

Zhang Xiaotian smiled freely, stepped out of the stone table, and smiled at the female musicians sitting around the Moon Pavilion: "Which sister can borrow the pipa?" ”

He was already handsome and extraordinary, coupled with his confident look at the moment, which made the eyes of a group of female musicians ripple with brilliance, three or four of them were holding the pipa, and when they heard this, they hurriedly stood up and handed the pipa in their arms.

Zhang Xiaotian chose one at random, raised his eyebrows, and chuckled: "Thank you, sisters!" ”

Several of the musicians he was looking at were all blushing.

Ahem, ahem!

A cough spoils the image.

(End of chapter)