Mu Jianming was stunned.

"How many of you are there?"

One of the people, with a slightly red face and a bit excited, walked a few steps closer to Mu Jianming.

"Shen... Chang Shi. We have kept several of your masterpieces in mind and often study and discuss them with our friends. We have also posted and visited before, but we didn't have the opportunity to meet Chang Shi. Today we can see them here It is our great fortune to be your constant attendant."

"oh oh."

Mu Jianming dumbly agreed several times.

"I still have some questions about writing poems and would like to ask Chang Shi for advice."

The corners of Mu Jianming's mouth twitched.

This is what he fears most.

It's easy to ask him to copy a few poems.

After all, among the poets standing behind me, not to mention the immortals, saints, Buddhas, demons, demons, and ghosts in the poems, those with fonts, even those without fonts, were not given in vain.

But if you talk about some allusions, rhymes, etc., and then make a drinking order. There is one in this yard, and if you take one out at random, he can't even see the taillights behind the house.

Even if we don't discuss these things, people open their mouths about the classics of Confucian sages and shut up about the works of sages. But he only knows that if a friend comes from afar, he will be killed no matter how far away he is.

The image of a talented woman that she had just created for Shen Xiyao collapsed in the blink of an eye.

What should I do? Wait online! It’s very urgent!

Mu Jianming now regretted the half-hour he had spared. He was talking hummingly while dealing with several fans, and his eyes were wandering around, thinking of a solution.

But it’s okay not to watch it, but it makes me sweat even more when I watch it.

Several top girls from Tianxiang Pavilion in the courtyard also slowly gathered around with expressions of fangirling. However, good etiquette and low self-esteem made them only dare to stay a few steps away, but did not dare to get close.

Well, I sweat a lot, but those adoring looks are still quite useful.

Don't ask, I have the same idea as these Wei officials.

Mu Jianming slowly turned around and looked at Jiang Mingchu for help.

Jiang Mingchu actually had a look of admiration and emotion on his face.

After finally getting rid of the entanglement of a bunch of fans, Mu Jianming breathed a sigh of relief and sat down again.

Scanning the audience, Mu Jianming discovered something strange.

Hu Shichang and his group, who should be domineering according to their personality, sat quietly around Chen Ruiyuan, ignoring the commotion in the venue.

There is something else I want to convey to Chen Ruiyuan, and they have no chance to interact with him while sitting like this.
Chapter completed!