"Hey, what does Brother Gao mean?" Under the gaze of everyone, Ling Yun squinted his eyes and looked at Gao Shijing.
It seemed like he was asking, but actually he was showing disdain.
There was an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, which made everyone tremble with fear.
It seemed that the person in front of them was not a child of about ten years old, but an unfathomable ruthless person in the city.
The fierceness in his eyes is enough to prove that he is not a child who can be manipulated by others.
At first glance, Ling Yun had an innocent smile again.
Everyone was stunned and rubbed their eyes vigorously, wondering if they had seen the wrong thing just now.
The eyes are clear and transparent, there seems to be someone from the city?
"I think it's obvious what I mean. The reason why Jianshou was able to write this poem is just a matter of time. If I use the same amount of time, I can write three poems in a row without any pressure."
"Really?" Ling Yun looked at his confident look and really didn't want to hurt him.
It's just that some people really don't know what is good or bad if you don't teach them a lesson and show them some color.
Just like tonight, he never wanted to be in the limelight, and Gao Shijing insisted on catching him in the corner.
It seems that he needs to be severely humiliated by Ling Yun in order to satisfy his vanity.
Looking at his suspicious eyes, Gao Shijing frowned and said, "Why, could it be that the head of the case doesn't believe me, Mr. Gao?"
"Well, what does it matter if Ling believes it or not? Could it be that Brother Gao wants to compete with me?"
"If you have this intention, then Gao will ask the head of the case for advice." Gao Shijing raised his hand and said proudly.
Ling Yun sneered and said calmly, "I shouldn't take it seriously if I give you advice, but it can help you understand the gulf-like gap between us."
"You... are uttering wild words, hoping that the poem written at the beginning of the case is as aggressive as what you said."
"as you wish!"
After saying harsh words, Gao Shijing grabbed the pen on the desk.
In a few breaths, he composed a bamboo poem. He picked up the poem and gave it to his servants to help circulate it.
It can be seen that although Gao Shijing was a man who was very careful about spending money, his talent was not shallow, otherwise he would not have been able to write a poem in such a short period of time.
After writing a song, Gao Shijing was still not satisfied, so he lowered his head and continued writing.
In half a cup of tea, I have already composed two poems about bamboo.
Now confident, he looked at Ling Yun provocatively.
Who knows where Ling Yun is, looking at him with a smile and not writing at all.
When Gao Shijing saw Ling Yun motionless, he couldn't help but secretly exclaimed, "What does the head of the case mean? Could it be that he knew he couldn't beat me, so he took the initiative to admit defeat?"
He composed two poems in a row, but his voice was not too loud, as if he was afraid that others would not be able to hear him clearly.
His voice attracted the attention of others, and everyone present felt strange.
Speaking of which, Ling Yun should have been anxious when he saw Gao Shijing compose two poems in a row during half a cup of tea.
But his eyes were extremely calm, as if he was confident and confident of victory.
"No, no! It's not that I can't do it, I just want Brother Gao to do it first. If not, I'm afraid that if I write a pen, I'm afraid that it will damage Brother Gao's confidence. Then if Brother Gao can't do it, won't I have to blame him again?
On my head?”
Ling Yun's tone of voice was as calm as ever, as if he was not competing in a competition at this time, but more like watching a show.
The calmer Ling Yun became, the more impatient Gao Shijing became, wanting to step on him and ravage him severely.
Angry, he wanted to turn his anger into motivation. When he picked up the pen and was about to write the third poem, he suddenly found that his mind went blank.
I took a breath to calm down, but I racked my brain and still couldn't think of words.
Secretly anxious, he looked up and saw that Ling Yun was still staring at him with a smile, which made him feel guilty for a while.
"What, could it be that Brother Gao is running out of words?" At this time, Ling Yun saw him pick up the pen and then put it down, and couldn't help but sneered.
"Of course, I just saw that the head of the case has not touched a word, so I want to wait for the head of the case. Otherwise, when I finish the work later, and the head of the case has not been touched, wouldn't it be a slap in the face of the head of the case?"
Gao Shijing said it nicely, but he just couldn't write it down and found a high-sounding reason for himself.
Since you are bent on seeking death, I will help you and let you know what reincarnation of a poet is.
How can you compare to my back?
"Brother Gao, watch carefully. Don't come up with other reasons to squeeze me out."
After Ling Yun finished speaking, he pressed down the pen refill and reproduced a bamboo poem eloquently.
Before anyone could react, Ling Yun finished it in one go and wrote a second song...
I wrote five poems in one breath, in just one cup of tea.
Ling Yun stretched, put down his pen, and looked at Gao Shijing with a smile.
Unexpectedly, Gao Shijing was staring at him dumbfounded at this time, his eyes filled with disbelief. He was obviously frightened by the fact that Ling Yun composed five poems with a snap of his fingers.
Not only him, the students below were dumbfounded and looked at him in disbelief.
"Brother Gao, are you convinced?" Ling Yun picked up the five poems with his hands and threw them in his face.
Gao Shijing panicked and wanted to know if this was a random poem or if it was really a bamboo poem.
Gao Shijing saw that everything was in despair, he took two or three steps back and said with a sad smile, "Impossible, absolutely impossible. How could you be able to write five poems in one breath at such a young age? If you cheat, you must be cheating."
Distraught, he fell to the ground and muttered to himself, repeating the words "impossible".
"Not convinced?" Ling Yun approached him, condescending.
"I'm not convinced. How could I, Gao Shijing, the most talented person in Lin'an County, lose to you, a boy from a mountain village? You must have used some conspiracy, otherwise it's absolutely impossible, impossible..."
Gao Shijing suddenly raised his head and said with a ferocious face, "You must have copied it, yes, it must have been copied. Otherwise, how could you possibly be able to write five bamboo poems in one breath in a row?"
Ling Yun frowned, not expecting Gao Shijing to be so harsh.
The atmosphere of the scene suddenly became very depressing. If Ling Yun was found to have plagiarized, not only would his face be disgraced, but he might not be able to participate in future scientific examinations.
These words should not be feared or poisonous, as one sentence almost cut off Ling Yun's escape route.
Ling Yun sneered in his heart.
How can a scholar be said to be copying?
He is just a poet porter.
Plagiarism is out of the question.
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