Zeng Tong walked up to Zhu Yan with a ventilated look, asked sternly: "Zhu Yan, you are talented and knowledgeable. Others don't know. Do I still don't know your background?"
"You said! Why do you have to make these wrong poems deliberately? What are your intentions? Give me real ideas..."
Zhu Yan said coldly: "Zeng Tong, what do you mean? My level is so low, and the poems I made are so bad. What does it have to do with you? Who are you? Do I know you? Why do you run over and say something? I have nothing to do when I am full and I have nothing to do?"
"You...you deliberately gave in..." Zeng Tong was pushed back by Zhu Yan, his face turned red, and he was about to get married again.
Bai Mochou slapped the table, pointed at Zeng Tong's nose, and said angrily: "You are a student, and I am a gangster is a judge. If you yell around, it will affect Zhu Yan and this fat talent. I will disqualify you from taking the exam. Hum... I'm going to get out of here and stand."
Although Zeng Tong was angry, he had no choice but to Zhu Yan's intentional release - Zhou Yu beat Huang Gai, one was willing to beat and the other was willing to be beaten. Can you control it?
I thought angrily: Just by this talent, I still use it, why don’t you 'vape' out of thin air? I won’t make trouble for me...
Bai Mochou admired Zhu Yan's 'talent' more and more. He carefully admired the 'breaking poem' and smiled, "This time it's a draw. Two talented men, you two come again."
Shh!
Thousands of talented men burst into booing, thinking that they had participated in countless competitions, but had never seen such a strange thing before.
The reason why good poetry is difficult to judge is because of different focus and difficulty in judging the winning or losing, so we have to draw. However, the "bad poetry" has a serious equality, and it is the first time in ancient times.
The fat talented man was overjoyed, and a flower appeared on his fat sea-like face...
He never thought that he could tie the talented man Zhu Yan. No matter how good his true level is, he would have the capital to brag after returning to his hometown.
The two then made three rounds of "Wine Poems" and the situation was still evenly matched.
However, the fat talented man has limited ink. Even if he wants to write a bad poem, it will take a lot of trouble to write it. He will be unable to continue.
It's like constipation, and it takes a long time to squeeze out a little, and the quality of the poem is getting worse and worse.
This not only makes the fat talented man difficult, but also makes the great talented man Zhu Yan really hard.
Whenever Zhu Yan saw the fat talented man’s bad poem, Zhu Yan had the urge to kill him. At this moment, he finally realized the difficulty of imitation.
Zhu Yan is a talented man, with culture, background, depth and connotation! If he writes a poem seriously, he can write more than a dozen popular poems after a moment of thinking.
Although not necessarily every poem can reach the artistic conception of a poem and be passed down through the ages, the high level of water definitely makes it difficult for thousands of talented people on the scene to match it.
But now the battle is subtle and strange.
Not only can Zhu Yan not write good poems, but she also has to do her best to write bad poems that are comparable to those of the fat talented man. She has a very brilliant masterpiece in her heart, but she still has to scrutinize how to write a wrong poem that makes the talented man disgusted and ridiculed!
This is equivalent to Zhu Yan's stomach dysfunction and wanted to suck her comfortably, but at this moment, she insisted that he pretend to be constipated and pretend to be vividly disguised so that everyone could see the flaws. You said, isn't this torture again?
The fat "jacky" felt pain, and the talented man with a handsome face was even more painful. The bad poems made by the two made thousands of talented men feel nauseous and suffer together.
At this time, four beautiful and seductive girls, Li Xianyu, Hongxing, Youlan and Bai Su, were crowded on the platform, watching Zhu Yan performing painfully there, all covered their pink mouths and giggled.
Li Xianyu pulled Youlan's tenderness and smiled gratefully and said, "Good sister, thanks to you! Xiaoyuer wants to thank you very much."
Bai Su pouted and said resentfully: "Why didn't Xiaoyuer thank me? Without my father, can I suppress the Zeng father and son who are jumping up and down?"
Looking at Li Xianyu's face that was more enchanting than himself, Bai Su's sweet smile became a little more cunning, "Hehe... Youlan just told me a secret, you actually respect her as your sister."
"Hurry! I'll help you so much, you have to call me sister. You can't compete with me for favor in the future. All the chicken legs will be given to me. Whose wife bullies me? You want to beat her up for me..."
"oops!"
Li Xianyu's face was flushed, lowered his head, twisted his soft waist, and muttered, "Sister Youlan, why do you say all your private words? I'm so embarrassed to let outsiders know about this kind of thing?"
Bai Su widened her eyes, stretched out her slippery little hand, shaking Li Xianyu's pink neck vigorously, and said angrily: "Am I an outsider? Am I an outsider? How generous am I? Otherwise... I wouldn't have given Brother Shi San to you this charming vixen! Call me sister quickly, no one appreciates my kindness, but I will turn against you immediately..."
"Don't! Sister Bai Su, why don't you be my good sister too?" Li Xianyu hurriedly held Bai Su's little hand and begged softly.
"Hmph! This is almost the same. Since you admit that I am your sister, I won't turn against you." Bai Su proudly raised her elegant little face, which was so beautiful that she was in her bones.
Hongxing looked at Bai Su and Youlan with a smile and comforted her: "You two have not yet passed the door, so you are showing off as a big wife to bully Xiao Yuer? It's so too much! It's so too much, I want to complain to the adults."
"Dare you?" Bai Su and Youlan both agreed to the outside world and shared the same hatred of the enemy.
"Not too much! Not too much!"
Li Xianyu shook his head quickly, looking at the ripe red apricot, the playful and beautiful orchid, and the elegant and dignified Bai Su, and said softly: "In Xiaoyuer's heart, you are all Xiaoyuer's good sisters. Xiaoyuer knows that all the sisters are kind-hearted girls. Not only do they really give in to me, but they also take the initiative to help Xiaoyuer promote good things with Xiaoyuer. Xiaoyuer feels warm in her heart and feels so happy..."
"This is almost the same!"
Bai Su pulled Xiao Yu'er's arm and said with a hint of laughter: "Youlan and I are both teasing you, can we really bully you? Hehe... Look, why are you crying even if you feel wronged? Don't cry, let Sister Hongxing coax you, she is the gentlest."
"Xiao Yuer is not sad, she is moved by all the sisters."
Li Xianyu felt warm in his heart. He talked intimately with Bai Su, Youlan and Hongxing for a while, and then he thought of something and asked Youlan: "Good sister, how did you make Zhu Yan treat her talent and agree to your unreasonable requests obediently? You wouldn't have any shameful means to him, right?"
"Bah... Sister, I have always been a polite first and then a soldier, and I will be convinced by virtue."
Youlan showed a smug smile and was extremely happy, "Sister, I just said a few words, and Zhu Yan obediently gave in."
Bai Su interrupted and said, "Youlan, you promised to marry Zhu Yan, right?" She was used to bickering with Youlan and would never give up the opportunity to ridicule Youlan.
"Su Su, go to die!" Youlan stretched out her charming claws and scratched Bai Su.
"Good sister, save me!" Bai Su hid behind Li Xianyu nimblely...