Chapter 3935 (1/2)

Ye Fan listened a little familiar. Looking back, he found an old man walking around with a group of students on crutches.

”Is it Zhang Taifu?”

”When Zhang is old!”

Among the people, it seems that Ye Fan really knows the respected old Zhang!

Ye Fan saw the old man's picture in the exhibition area of the Academy before. I didn't expect to see it today.

Old Zhang walked up to him and found that the atmosphere seemed to be wrong.

”What's the matter, Dean Zhuge? Why is your face so bad?”

”Oh, no problem. Mr. Zhang has come all the way. It's hard.” ZHUGE Yunshen was also very polite.

”The student has met old Zhang!” Xiao Tingshu is very respectful.

Old Zhang nodded, then looked at Ye Fan with excited eyes and said, ”son-in-law, I didn't expect to see you again in my life!”

This time, Zhuge Yunshen and others were surprised.

”Mr. Zhang, why do you call the sword God a son-in-law? You have known him for a long time?” ZHUGE Yun asked.

”It's natural to know, but I'm afraid the son-in-law has forgotten such a small person as Laojiu? After all, you are already the emperor respected by all ethnic groups...” old Zhang sighed with emotion.

Ye Fan smiled, ”how could it be, Zhang Sheng and Zhang Taifu. I didn't expect you to come to Kyushu.”

”The son-in-law still remembers me? Haha, I'm satisfied even if I close my eyes! Haha...” Zhang Sheng was very happy.

In Dazheng, as a leading figure in the literary world, although he also has great prestige, he is naturally nothing in front of Ye Fan.

In addition, after the end of the world, the literati actually suffered countless deaths and injuries. Zhang Sheng also felt his insignificance. Later, he faded out of his vision and concentrated on studying the article.

In Zhang Sheng's view, the most fortunate thing in his life is to witness the birth of the ”great symbol of poetry”.

However, the status is very different. Zhang Sheng only occasionally heard about Ye Fan's deeds, but he doesn't expect to see her again.

Now, when I see Ye Fan in the eternal academy, my eyes are filled with tears.

The emperor replied, ”Zhang is always the first person in the world to study the God of poetry. Most of the poems of the God of poetry are compiled and sorted out by him. Unexpectedly, Zhang is still the old man of the God of sword?”

”Yes, I saw it a long time ago. It's really not a young head to say goodbye to the Huakui competition.”

Ye Fan smiled and said, ”then I wish Zhang Taifu good health. I have something else to do, so I'll go first.”

”Let's go?” Zhang Sheng said in surprise, ”is it so fast? Didn't you come to Wenxin club to give a speech to everyone?”

”Speech?” Ye Fan cried and laughed, ”of course not.”

Zhang Sheng was even more puzzled and asked Zhuge Yunshen, ”President Zhuge, who is more qualified than the God of poetry in today's literary world to give a speech at the Wen Xin meeting? Why not arrange it?”

”The God of poetry?” Xiao Tingshu said with a smile, ”old Zhang, this is the God of sword, not the God of poetry.”

”I don't know yet. Is this the sword God?”

Zhang Sheng glared at Xiao Tingshu angrily and said, ”Lord sword God is the original God of poetry in the wilderness!!”

“……”

The needle dropping in the whole audience can be heard

The brains of literati were buzzing with Zhang Sheng's words

The God of poetry is the God of sword!?

How is that possible?

Emperor Zi Gui looked at Ye Fan with a surprised and playful face and felt very interesting.

”You... Don't you know!?”

Zhang Sheng looked surprised.

”Mr. Zhang... You... Are you kidding? Sword God... How... How could it be...” Xiao Tingshu was stunned and his tongue tied.

”Mischief!! I witnessed with my own eyes that day. The sword God wrote a masterpiece step by step, and then there was the collection of the God of poetry in the wilderness compiled later!”

”I saw it with my own eyes, heard it with my own ears and wrote it with my own handwriting. Can it be false?”

Zhang Sheng's words made the whole audience stunned.

Looking at Ye Fan's eyes, in addition to his previous awe, he even became a little fanatical!

”How dare you... You don't know that the sword God is the God of poetry?”

Zhang Sheng hurriedly looked at the disciples around him, ”what's the matter with you? Didn't you tell the publishing house of Kyushu the identity of the God of poetry?”