Ah, whose main god was eaten alive by cannon fodder?

Jiang Zhiyi not only did not object to him getting along with his friends, but was also interested in going to take a look.

Jiang Hanyi was very happy.

The next day, he excitedly went out with Jiang Zhiyi, who was slightly disguised.

At this time, the news that Jiang Zhiyi had woken up had not yet spread.

Three years later, he left Beijing and came back in disguise.

When he appeared next to Jiang Hanyi, many people did not recognize him.

Jiang Zhiyi greeted Jiang Hanyi in advance and asked him not to mention his identity.

He just wanted to observe the elegance of the talented people.

Jiang Hanyi also cooperated and didn't say anything.

In the Phoenix Tower, Jiang Zhiyi said very little and acted dazed the whole time.

Those people just thought that he was a new friend Jiang Hanyi had made.

After a while, Ling Tan'er, dressed as a man, came over.

As soon as she came up, many talented people came forward to greet her.

She is almost the center of attention.

She is an extrovert and can talk to anyone.

Soon Ling Tan'er was pushed to the center of the teahouse by a group of people.

"Brother Ling, it's March and the peach blossoms are in full bloom.

Why not write a poem about peach blossoms so that we can drink tea and enjoy the poem.

Isn’t it wonderful? "

Someone made a request, and others followed suit.

Ling Tan'er insisted on writing a poem about peach blossoms.

"Brother Ling, you will surely be able to compose a brilliant poem."

Jiang Hanyi was completely fascinated when he saw Ling Tan'er surrounded by people in the stands.

Obsessed with Ling Tan'er's charm and obsessed with the beautiful poems he was about to hear.

He still had several drafts in his hand, all of which were poems written by Ling Tan'er.

[Qiu, why do I feel that Ling Tan'er's poem has a very familiar feeling? ]

Jiang Zhiyi looked at the manuscript of Ling Tan'er's poems in Jiang Hanyi's hand and asked.

Those poems really give people a deep artistic conception when they are recited.

Some are even very grand.

It seems like an emotion that only people who have experienced many vicissitudes of life can have.

[Host, because those poems are not her real talents at all.

She plagiarized it.

We are the host of the quick travel mission. Do you still remember this? 】

Jiang Zhiyi: [No!]

5836: ...

[Well, it doesn’t really matter whether you remember it or not.

The poems she recited were all works by great writers from the small world we once lived in.

None of them were her own creation.

She is a shameful porter who takes all the glory for herself!

Ling Tan'er must be a time traveler, but whether she simply traveled through time or through a book is unknown.

[No wonder I feel familiar with this. It turns out I knew this knowledge before.]

Jiang Zhiyi murmured.

He was a little curious about his past experiences.

Judging from what that ball said, it seems like they have been to all kinds of worlds.

What about orcs, the end of the world, cultivation, technology...

[Of course, host, you're a top student! If you hadn't lost your memory, you'd be able to recite all of this by heart.]

5836 is super excited to praise his host.

What dad?

Why does it feel like a not very serious word?

5836: ...How can the host, who has lost his memory, be so funny? The host's mind is definitely not suitable for children right now.

After 5836’s explanation, Jiang Zhiyi finally understood: Oh, “xueba” is a compliment.

After figuring out Ling Tan'er's background, Jiang Zhiyi looked at Ling Tan'er again and felt that she looked so fake.

He is not good-looking either.

Not as good-looking as Mu Qian, nor as good-looking as Jiang Hanyi and Cheng Xiao.

Even Leo, the boy next to Mu Qian, looks better than her.

"Brother, do you trust her so much?" Jiang Zhiyi asked.

Before Jiang Hanyi could come up with some rainbow fart to praise Ling Tan'er, Jiang Zhiyi continued:

"She's not as pretty as my brother, she's not as talented as him, and her character is terrible.

Brother, you must keep your eyes open when judging people.

I remember there will be a Spring Banquet in a while, and all the noble ladies in the capital will attend.

My eldest brother wants to get married, so you might as well pay more attention.

A better woman is worthy of Big Brother."

I had prepared a long list of words to praise Ling Tan'er, but they were interrupted by Jiang Zhiyi's inexplicable words.

Jiang Hanyi was a little confused.

"Little brother, why are you talking about getting married? I don't want to start a family yet.

Besides, besides…"

He stammered for several sentences, glancing towards the stage from time to time with a guilty look on his face.

"you like her?"

Jiang Zhiyi pointed at Ling Tan'er, who was getting along with everyone on the stage, and asked directly.

My brother is so innocent, so shy.

Jiang Hanyi was shocked.

It's over, his love for men has been exposed.

If my younger brother tells my father.

His father would definitely beat him to death.

His father didn't like him in the first place.

"Little brother, please be understanding, my dear brother, please don't tell father, okay."

Jiang Hanyi glanced around to make sure that their conversation today would not be revealed in advance by anyone with ulterior motives.

If my father really knew about this.

Tonight is the day he dies.

"You also feel that liking her is embarrassing."

Jiang Zhiyi was still very pleased with Jiang Hanyi's reaction.

Prove that there is still hope.

As long as there is hope.

Jiang Hanyi: ...Are we chatting in the same channel?

"Little brother, as long as you don't tell father that I like men.

I will work like a slave for you."

Jiang Hanyi gritted his teeth and made a promise.

"What? You like men?" Jiang Zhiyi also whispered.

The two of them looked furtive, as if they were really discussing something shameful.

"Shhhhhh!"

Jiang Hanyi was almost scared to death.

They looked around and fortunately everyone was looking at Ling Tan and no one noticed them.

"But she is a woman."

Jiang Zhiyi continued to throw bombs:

"Which man puts on lip balm and powder?"

"Brother, she is really a woman. Forget it, let's not talk about this for now.

Come and hear what other poems she can recite."

“Maybe I can recite it too.

If you like to hear something, I'll recite it to you a hundred times when I get home."

A series of incomprehensible words left Jiang Hanyi confused.

In the middle of the crowd, Ling Tan'er cleared her throat, whetting everyone's appetite before speaking:

"Last year on this day, the human face and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red" (from "Inscription on the South of the Capital").

As she recited the two lines of poetry, she observed the crowd's reactions.

When he saw the expressions of amazement on the faces of those self-important talented people, the smile on his face became even more confident.

Shaking his head slightly: "People..."

"Hey, are you reciting poetry here?" Jiang Zhiyi stood up and interrupted Ling Tan'er.

His voice was quite loud.

It seemed very out of place in the quiet scene where everyone else was concentrating on waiting for Ling Tan'er's next verses.

He also successfully interrupted Ling Tan'er.

"Little brother, what are you doing?"

Jiang Hanyi pulled Jiang Zhiyi, feeling a little regretful for bringing Jiang Zhiyi here today.

I interrupted Brother Ling's train of thought. What if I made Brother Ling angry and he no longer lets them appreciate his excellent works?

Others also looked over.

Pointing at Jiang Zhiyi.

Most people were discussing who this young man was who had the audacity to interrupt Ling Tan while he was composing his poem in such a disrespectful tone.

"Brother, can you trust me?"

Jiang Zhiyi looked at Jiang Hanyi very seriously.