mtl008 Chapter 335 Apologizing
Chapter 335 Apologizing
Lu Yuan frowned, looking coldly at this group of shameless people.
The look of contempt and disdain on his face was not concealed at all.
"So, you don't intend to fulfill the bet?" His voice was a little cold, and there was anger in his tone.
He even claims to be a scholar.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be this kind of virtue, what the hell is a gentle scum!
Can't afford to lose!
heard.
Wang Teng was also silent, but the sneer on his face had already expressed his meaning.
We just broke the contract, so what can you do?
"You seem unwilling to accept our proposal? In that case, you'd better get out of the pavilion and get wet in the rain."
Wang Teng waved his hand.
a time.
People from the Shanshui Poetry Club flocked to him immediately, with grim smiles and cold expressions on their faces.
previously.
Their president, Wang Teng, lost to Lu Yuan twice in a row, which made them feel very angry and confused at the same time.
Who is this person?
The literary skills are so profound that in a short period of time, he directly wrote two excellent poems with amazing talents.
With this kind of mysterious strength, even if it is a professor from the Faculty of Arts, it is estimated that he will have to bow down, right?
although.
Lu Yuan beat Wang Teng, the president of their Shanshui Poetry Club, in the competition of spelling poetry.
but.
The people of Shanshui Poetry Club don't want to fulfill their bet stupidly.
What a joke.
Letting a dozen of them strip naked and run naked in the heavy rain, this kind of scene may seem very surprising and exciting to others.
but.
For them, it was a disgrace and a great shame!
Even if they were killed, they didn't want to do such a shameful thing.
and so.
Breaking the contract is natural.
in case.
If their president Wang Teng won this competition, the result would definitely be different.
Even if Lu Yuan resisted fiercely, they would take advantage of their numbers to forcefully strip off Lu Yuan's clothes, and then drive him into the heavy rain.
They don't care whether Lu Yuan will be ridiculed or lose face, it has nothing to do with them.
but.
The direction of the development of things was beyond the expectations of the people of Shanshui Poetry Club.
……
"Should you get out by yourself, or let us ask you out?"
The people from Shanshui Poetry Club stood in front of Lu Yuan, with arms crossed, and said with a cold smile.
Lu Yuan looked around, narrowing his eyes slightly, feeling both disgusted and angry at what these people did.
special!
When I met this group of people, the good mood of the whole day was ruined.
Seeing that Lu Yuan was silent, he stood still.
The people from Shanshui Poetry Club were immediately unhappy.
how?
Do you really think of yourself as an uncle?
Want us to invite you out with eight sedan chairs?
"Throw him out!"
A slightly fat person said viciously.
The voice fell.
Immediately.
A group of people from the Shanshui Poetry Club rushed up immediately, tore off Lu Yuan's clothes, and pushed him out of the pavilion.
In the process of pulling, the sunglasses and mask on Lu Yuan's face were knocked off by their rude behavior.
a time.
Lu Yuan's true face appeared in front of everyone.
"What are you doing?!"
"Stop me!"
At this time.
The people who came here with umbrellas not far away saw the people from the Shanshui Poetry Club pushing Lu Yuan out arbitrarily.
When the leader saw this scene, his expression suddenly became shocked and angry.
Regardless of the stagnant water on the ground and the beating of the storm, he ran forward quickly and roared loudly in the direction of the pavilion!
The roar that suddenly exploded in the ears directly stunned the people from the Shanshui Poetry Club who pushed Lu Yuan out of the pavilion arbitrarily.
All of them looked in the direction of the source of the sound, and saw a group of men in white shirts and black pants.
The majesty and solemnity exuded by the man who was running wildly made the people of Shanshui Poetry Society thump in their hearts.
Looking at this outfit, I feel like the leader who manages the West Lake attractions!
Just when the people of Shanshui Poetry Club were stupefied, Lu Yuan also broke free quickly.
Just now.
He wanted to spend his points to exchange them for fighting martial arts directly from the system's point mall.
Then he flexed his fists and knocked all these shameless people to the ground.
but.
Just when he wanted to play ten of them one by one, and pretend to be aggressive in front of the tourists.
Never thought.
Director Hao, the manager of the West Lake attractions, is here.
And with a loud shout, the people of the Shanshui Poetry Club were stunned.
Lu Yuan never thought of this.
At this time.
Because Lu Yuan's sunglasses and mask had fallen to the ground.
Everyone at the scene saw his true appearance.
The little girl who lent him the paper and pen suddenly screamed——
"Ah! Are you Jiuyue?! I actually saw Jiuyue herself!"
After being yelled at by the little girl, the person who looked at Lu Yuan next to him and felt a little familiar, also reacted instantly at this time.
Everyone looked at Lu Yuan with surprised expressions.
"It's really September!"
"September, I'm your fan. I've listened to every song you wrote."
"September, I also bought the album you made for Chen Zipei. I really like listening to those songs!"
"Can you sign my name?"
"..."
Tourists are both excited and happy.
They didn't expect to meet Jiuyue in West Lake, what a surprise!
however.
at this time.
The people of Shanshui Poetry Club were dumbfounded.
Wang Teng was also in a daze, staring straight at Lu Yuan, his mind was muddled.
"Fuck!"
"It actually hit the iron board!"
until this time.
Only then did Wang Teng know what kind of person he had met.
This is the person who wrote the song "May I Live Long".
The lyrics of this song were even called by a certain TV station in Qingguo—once this word came out, the rest of the words were useless, and the Mid-Autumn Festival song was a masterpiece!
From this we can see how terrifying the poetic talent Jiuyue's accomplishments in poetry are.
I didn't know that I wanted to compete with him, and even changed my mind once, but I didn't get any benefits.
Isn't this just asking for humiliation? !
at this time.
Wang Teng was broken.
You said you are so powerful, why are you still wearing sunglasses and a mask?
If you directly disclose your identity, how about we stop you outside the pavilion and prevent you from coming in to shelter from the rain?
You have to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger to be happy, right?
Are you cheating us?
What a crime!
this moment.
The people of Shanshui Poetry Club want to cry but have no tears, they are so speechless!
……
For a moment.
The wet director Hao finally arrived at the pavilion, and he put away the umbrella that was blown to pieces by the strong wind.
Then hurriedly took a step forward, and stretched out his hand to Lu Yuan: "Student Jiuyue, I've known you for a long time!"
"I'm the manager of the West Lake attractions, you can call me Director Hao."
In Director Hao's capacity, it is inappropriate to call Lu Yuan a teacher, and it feels a little awkward to call Lu Yuan a teacher.
because.
Lu Yuan is very young, still at school age.
therefore.
After much deliberation, it is better to call a classmate.
It is also more friendly to shout, which can quickly narrow the distance between the two parties.
Lu Yuan was slightly surprised, he didn't expect that his competition with the people from Shanshui Poetry Club would surprise such a big man.
This made him a little flattered.
then.
With a modest and respectful smile, he said: "Director Hao, hello. I'm just a student who is still in school. How can I make you look up to my name for a long time? You're flattering me. How can the boy bear it?" ?”
The two exchanged a few words and got to know each other initially.
At this time.
Director Hao turned his head to look at the people from the Shanshui Poetry Club standing in the pavilion, who was at a loss, with cold eyes.
When facing Lu Yuan, the gentle and kind smile on his face disappeared in an instant, only the frightening severity and solemnity.
this moment.
The Shanshui Poetry Club's scalp was numb and his face was pale.
Even the body trembled slightly because of fear.
Who would have thought that the manager of the West Lake scenic spot would come to them when it was raining heavily and the wind was blowing.
and.
Looking at Director Hao's appearance, it seems that he is here for Lu Yuan!
In an instant.
The people from Shanshui Poetry Club, who had been so arrogant before, disappeared immediately.
Compared with reciting poems, they were put down by Lu Yuan.
Bigger than a fist, even if Director Hao is the only one standing in front of them at this moment, they are still silent and trembling.
Director Hao walked into the pavilion and glanced coldly at everyone in the Shanshui Poetry Club, with an extremely indifferent look on his face.
"You black sheep almost ruined the reputation and word-of-mouth of our West Lake attractions."
"Did you pay for the construction of this pavilion? What qualifications and powers do you have to occupy it?"
"Who gave you the courage to come to the West Lake to act wildly? Ah?!"
Director Hao was furious. If he hadn't cared about his own image, he might have picked up his shoes and smashed them directly in the face of these bastards.
Sudden.
Director Hao's eyes fell on the stone table, and his pupils instantly shrank to the size of a pinprick.
because.
He saw that the white paper on which Lu Yuan wrote two poems was actually torn.
Although it was not torn in half, Director Hao's face changed in horror.
What is written on this white paper is not just as simple as two poems, this is an opportunity for them to take off in West Lake!
just now.
The blank paper on which the ancient poem was written was almost torn apart.
How can Director Hao bear it?
then.
He rushed directly to the stone table, carefully put away the two pieces of white paper, and moved very lightly, as if he was afraid that the cracks in the white paper would widen.
"call……"
After doing these actions, Director Hao let out a slow breath.
Fortunately, it came in time, otherwise this treasure that can make the West Lake take off will be destroyed by these bastards.
Director Hao looked at everyone in the Shanshui Poetry Club with cold eyes: "Now, all of you apologize to Jiu Yue and these tourists!"
……