Everyone turned their heads and saw that there were twenty or thirty people coming at the same time, and they were slightly stunned.

It’s not because there are many people, but because these 20 or 30 people seem to be a group, both boys and girls, and there are more boys, almost all young people in their twenties or thirties.

The person who just spoke should be the man walking in the front, because he continued, "There are so many people here, but unfortunately, the poems he wrote are really not satisfactory."

These words made the people at the scene frown even more, Li Fan frowned, and Su Qing even snorted softly: "Who is that?"

The man who just wrote the poem looked a little red, staring at the man talking, but didn't know how to answer?

Next to him was a middle-aged man in his forties, frowned and said, "Young man, are we good or bad about writing poetry here? What does it have to do with you?"

The man opposite seemed to have no idea that what he said just now had caused dissatisfaction among the people. He said indifferently: "Your poetry has nothing to do with me, but since I heard it, no matter how I comment, it is not my business."

"You" the middle-aged man was suffocated and didn't know how to interact for a while.

"Brother Yan" At this time, a slightly older man next to the man opposite him shouted, and then said a little apologetically to everyone: "Everyone, sorry, sorry, Brother Yan actually has no malice, but he is not very good at speaking. If there is anything offensive, please forgive me. I apologize to you here."

These words slowed down everyone's faces, and the man called "Brother Yan" snorted, but he didn't continue to say anything.

This is a small episode. Both sides have no grievances in the past and no grudges in the past, so everyone will not continue to get entangled because of this matter.

But the person who just recited the poem still felt a little uncomfortable.

Seeing this, someone next to him smiled and said, "Brother, we don't need to be as knowledgeable as that kind of person. This top of Mount Tai makes people feel refreshed, but don't let your good mood be destroyed."

After listening to the poem, the man who recited the poem finally nodded with a smile and said, "No, it's important to appreciate the scenery."

This is the best place to enjoy the scenery on the top of Mount Tai, so most tourists gather here. The group of people just now also stopped here, but it was a little far away from everyone.

"Brother Yan, what do you care about the poems they write? They are all ordinary tourists and they don't know how to write poems at all. Are you not making fun of yourself?"

"That's right, Brother Yan, just let them entertain themselves there. We are people from Yayun Poetry Club, so we have to be a little arrogant."

"Okay OK, okay, I just couldn't hold it back for a while. It was obviously such a bad poem, but there was a large group of people applauding there, really."

"Brother Yan, it is really a bad idea to say that other people's poems are bad. While you are unhappy for yourself, you have offended so many people, so why bother?"

"Oh? I heard Brother Tang meant, is there any best strategy?"

"Of course, since that poem is very bad, why didn't Brother Yan write a poem by himself and recite it in public? Who is better and who is worse? Everyone can tell the difference. In this way, if Brother Yan doesn't say a word, the person who just recites the poem will be ashamed and will also make everyone look at him with admiration."

"Haha! When it comes to pretending, I will obey Brother Tang, Brother Yan, you are indeed the best solution just now."

"Then isn't it simple? Our Yayun Poetry Club went to Mount Tai together today. Isn't it just to recite poems on the top of Mount Tai? Which brother will write a poem first? It's also for those people to see what is the real poem."

"With what happened just now, then naturally Brother Yan came first."

"Yes, Brother Yan, let's do it first. Anyway, you are unhappy now, so we will give you the opportunity."

"Since that's the case, I'm not polite."

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"Yayun Poetry Club?" Li Fan nodded. Since he was from the Poetry Club, he was at least a semi-professional poet. No wonder he was so confident.

The rest could not hear the conversation of the group, but Li Fan could hear it clearly.

There are many poetry lovers in China, and there are also many poetry clubs in various places. However, poetry clubs cannot be easily accessed.

At least you must reach the level of a semi-professional poet before you are qualified to join the poetry club.

Therefore, anyone who enters the poetry club will have more or less pride in terms of poetry.

"Who are they?" Su Qing asked.

Li Fan smiled slightly and said, "It's people from Yayun Poetry Club. They seem to be about to start chanting poetry, so let's listen."

"Yayun Poetry Club? Poetry?" Su Qing suddenly became interested and said, "Okay, I want to see what kind of poetry they can make?"

The person called "Brother Yan" was named Yan Yunqiu. At this time, he looked at everyone on Li Fan's side and whispered, "Everyone cooperate."

"Brother Yan, don't worry, we naturally understand this." said a man named Tang Wangsong.

Then, Tang Wangsong deliberately said loudly: "On the top of Mount Tai, it really makes people feel passionate. How can this scene be without poetry? Brother Yan, you are usually known for your quick thinking, and I wonder if there are good sentences at this time?"

As soon as these words were said, they indeed successfully attracted the attention of many people, including the person who recited the poem before.

Of course, everyone did not forget that the words of "Brother Yan" just now made everyone feel very uncomfortable.

Now that I heard this, it seemed that the "Brother Yan" was going to recite a poem, and they couldn't help but prick up their ears, thinking in their hearts, "Very good, you guy looked down on people a little just now, so now we have to listen to what kind of poem can you recite?"

Yan Yunqiu looked at the situation of everyone with his light. Seeing that everyone seemed to be attracted, he smiled proudly and said loudly: "Brother Tang praised me. I did feel something just now. Although I dare not say how good the poetry is, it is at least much better than the so-called poetry of some people."

Seeing that Yan Yunqiu had made the matter clear again, Tang Wangsong felt helpless and thought to himself: "Why doesn't Brother Yan understand? Is the most fatal thing about invisible pretentiousness?"

However, the words had already been spoken and could not be taken back. He had to continue saying, "Since that's the case, please ask Brother Yan to recite it and let me enjoy it well."

Yan Yunqiu said: "Well, then I will recite it and let everyone give me some advice."

Then, Yan Yunqiu recited with a very good mood of self-feeling:

"Looking at the high place of Dongyue, it soared into the sky with great beauty.

Suddenly, the peak fell and the birds could not return."

"What a good poem! What a good poem! Brother Yan's poem is quite wonderful!" As soon as Yan Yun finished speaking, the people from Yayun Poetry Club praised him.

Yan Yunqiu looked proudly in the direction of Li Fan and others, and then said, "Where, where, it's just better than some poems."

After hearing this, everyone from Li Fan and his side snorted. They naturally knew what some of the poems Yan Yunqiu said were.

However, although Yan Yunqiu is a bit arrogant, he is also somewhat capable. Objectively speaking, this poem is indeed good.

Because everyone wanted to sarcastically say a few words, but now they can only give up. There is no other way except to express their dissatisfaction with cold snort.
Chapter completed!