While talking, a figure walked slowly towards him. When he saw Li Hao by the cold pool, Li Hao happened to turn back and look at him.

The two looked at each other and recognized each other's identity.

Prince?

Li Hao was surprised that this person was actually one of the two princes of the First Academy, and his name seemed to be Jiang Hanxing.

Jiang Hanxing also recognized Li Hao. Who was the most popular in Courtyard A today, it was undoubtedly the young master of the Li family in front of him.

From the moment he entered Courtyard A, he noticed Wang Han, Li Hao and other disciples of the Divine General's Mansion, but he did not approach them.

Thinking that he had just come to recite a poem, Jiang Hanxing suddenly felt his face flush, a little hot, damn, why is there someone here?

However, this guy is the son of a military commander, so he probably doesn’t understand good and bad, right?

After the brief exchange of glances, Jiang Hanxing controlled the heat on his face and said hello with a smile:

"Young Master of the Li family?"

"Hello."

Li Hao also gave a very official response. He was not interested in these royal family members.

The other prince named Jiang Ye came to him and Li Yuanzhao not long after school started, expressing his intention to make friends.

But the ambition in the boy's eyes was too obvious. Li Hao was too lazy to get involved in these troublesome matters related to the royal family, so he ignored him and told Yuan Zhao not to get too close to these guys. This kind of water was not something they could get involved in easily.

"Are you here?"

Jiang Hanxing curiously looked at the drawing board in front of Li Hao. He wouldn't be surprised if Li Hao was practicing here.

But what are you doing with a pen and ink?

Thinking that Li Hao had broken the rules and entered the Black and White Palace, at least he was already in the Step Soul Realm, his eyes became a little more solemn.

"Collect the style." Li Hao said casually, and at the same time withdrew his gaze, and went back to mixing ink and preparing to paint.

Jiang Hanxing was a little surprised, and there was some interest in his eyes. He had secretly observed the young master of the Li family in Courtyard A earlier.

After all, the other party's name was given by his father himself.

He had heard his mother talk about this matter since he was born, and he couldn't help but pay more attention to it when he saw it on the day he entered school.

And Li Hao's behavior was indeed different from ordinary people. He had previously felt sorry that the other party had received too much favor and had been groomed into a playboy by the Li family.

But today, after listening to Teacher Su Yehua's words, I realized that this is a hidden genius.

"Collecting wind?"

Jiang Hanxing walked over curiously and saw Li Hao drawing with his pen. The lonely mountain and cold pool appeared on the painting paper, and the painting was extremely vivid and artistic.

He was stunned.

Born in the royal family, although he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, he loves poetry and calligraphy. How could he not see that his painting skills are quite impressive?

After Li Hao finished painting, Jiang Hanxing couldn't help but ask: "Master Li, can you still paint?"

Li Hao didn't even move his eyes, he picked up his pen and continued: "Don't you also know how to write poetry?"

Jiang Hanxing's face turned red when he mentioned poetry.

I like it, but "meet" it is a different matter.

He does understand a little bit.

But the poem just now was not written seriously. The words and sentences were just improvised, just to express the depression in my heart, without careful polishing.

"Young Master Li also knows poetry?"

"Understand a little bit."

"oh?"

Jiang Hanxing was quite surprised and became interested and said: "How about Master Li come and compose a poem?"

"Writing poetry?"

Li Hao glanced at him. He had already completed the third stage of poetry experience. He had not yet understood the heart of poetry, and he had no experience in writing poetry.

"That's right, why not... let's use the cold pool painted by Mr. Li to compose a poem. How about we write a poem together?"

Jiang Hanxing became interested in poetry competition, and also wanted to compare his level with Li Hao, so as to save face for his casual poetry just now, so as not to be thought that his poetry level was really that high.

Li Hao glanced at it: "Hantan? Then you can invite me first."

"Let's take it first, Mr. Li. I have little talent and knowledge, so I need to think more about it." Jiang Hanxing said quickly.

Li Hao didn't think he was being modest, because he didn't even get the rhyme of the crappy poem he read earlier.

"Okay."

Li Hao had a casual temperament and without thinking much, he recited a poem:

"Li Bai was about to set off in a boat when he suddenly heard people singing on the shore."

"The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, and it is not as deep as Wang Lun's gift to me."

After I finished reciting one song, I didn’t stop working on the painting in my hand and continued to trace it.

In the past, it would have taken hundreds of experiences to recite Shixian's poems, but now the experience has long been exhausted, and there is no experience at all.

To respect the originality, he did not change a word.

Doesn’t fit the background? Haha, that’s none of my business.

After listening to it, Jiang Hanxing was a little surprised. This poem has some charm.

"Master Li, didn't you write this poem on the spot?" Jiang Hanxing said. The situation described in the poem does not match the current situation.

"Just tell me if there is any pool inside." Li Hao said.

"..."

Jiang Hanxing was dumbfounded. There was a pond, but where were the peach blossoms? There was a ghost peach blossom here!

He thought for a while and then said: "Did Mr. Li do it himself, or did he?"

The suspicion in his eyes was very obvious.

"Anyway, you can't find another author in this world." Li Hao said calmly with a calm expression.

Seeing that he spoke so confidently, Jiang Hanxing was a little surprised, and asked again: "Can I ask who Li Bai is mentioned in the poem?"

"My surname is Li, so he is naturally an ancestor of my Li family."

"...What about Wang Lun?"

"My ancestor's biggest brother."

"????"

What the hell is the number one guy on the list?

Jiang Hanxing looked stunned.

"It's your turn." Li Hao glanced at him.

Jiang Hanxing came to his senses and was a little speechless, but fortunately, he had actually secretly played a trick. He had written a poem about Hantan Waterfall earlier, which happened to be used today.

Although it may not be accurate enough for the scenery in front of me, it is still much better than Li Hao's outrageous poem.
Chapter completed!