Datang broom star

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The eyes of the experts were on fire, as if Jia Ping'an could be ignited in the next moment.

Jia Pingan looked at them, loosened his hand, and the paper scattered.

Those reserved and contemptuous faces froze for a moment, and then flushed with anger.

"Bold!"

"You bitch, you actually despise us!"

"Today, the old man will definitely not give up with you!"

"Find Li Xianglai and tell him that Jia Ping'an humiliated us!"

""

Amidst the menacing noise, Jia Pingan slowly put the book in his hand on the table, turned and left.

"He actually left?"

"You want to leave after humiliating me?"

"Stop him!"

An old expert stopped Jia Pingan.

The expert before the case picked up the book, spit on his finger, and then froze for a moment.

It's written on the cover!

"Sound Enlightenment?"

Rhythm?

"Hahahaha!"

Experts think that Jia Ping'an is here to make a joke today.

No, it was self-indulgence.

Li Yifu outside wanted to cover his face.

"Clouds to rain, snow to wind."

There was disdain in the expert's voice.

"Sunshine against the clear sky at night."

The old expert frowned slightly.

"Looking at the geese, old birds and singing insects."

The expert's voice paused, and there was even more joy in his eyes.

"Three-foot sword, six-jun bow, Lingbei faces Jiangdong."

Experts praised: "The allusion of the three-foot sword comes from Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty, and the allusion of the Liujun bow comes from the left turn, which is wonderful!"

"The Palace of Qingshu in the world, the Palace of Cold and Cold in the sky."

For the first time, there was more surprise in the eyes of the old expert.

The same is true for Li Yifu outside.

Qingshu Hall is in Luoyang, which teaches geography.But what is Guanghan Palace?

The expert said: "There is a note here. Guanghan Palace is a rumor. It is rumored that there is a palace on the moon, called Guanghan Palace."

"Smoky willows and green willows on both sides of the strait, a garden of spring rain and apricot blossoms."

An expert praised: "beautiful!"

"Two temples are windy and frosty, a visitor who travels early on the journey; a cloud of mist and rain, an old man who fishes late by the stream."

The old expert's lips trembled.

He glanced at Jia Pingan.

"Give Way."

The old expert dodged obediently and watched Jia Pingan go out.

Li Yifu is just outside the door.

Jia Pingan glanced at him, then left.

The voice inside continued.

"Advancement versus innovation, differences versus sameness, old people versus yellow boys."

This

An expert murmured: "These can teach children a lot of knowledge, and more importantly, beauty, the beauty of rhythm, my voice of China should be passed down through the ages, and advertised through the ages!"

An expert slapped the table violently, blushing and shouted: "Enough!"

The experts who were reciting were taken aback.

He looked up at the expert who slapped the table, and said softly, "Be gentle."

Then he bowed his head again.

The sound of reciting resounded in the room again.

"The river wind is against the sea fog, and the shepherd is against the fisherman."

"Yan Xiang is ugly, Ruan Tu is poor, and northern Hebei faces Liaodong."

Li Yifu walked in.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Li Yifu shook his head and asked: "Can the five-year period continue?"

Dead!

Li Yifu walked out.

He despises such celebrities.