On the Monday of the second week, the civil and military confrontation officially began.

The whole school was given a new look, and all the sports fields, basketball and football fields, were cut off by a cordon, and a ring was set up inside.

The morning of the first day was a poetry contest, the evening was a dance, the morning of the second day was a paraphancy, and the evening was a song.

Small tables and chairs were set up around all the rings for students to watch the game.

As for the opponents of each class, except for the first and second classes, the others have been drawn.

The first class to the second class is a matter of course, and it has become a school decision, and the two classes are natural enemies.

Tang Yan, Nangong Qianxue and Zhang Fenfang were already waiting in the lounge of the second class.

"By the way, what is this poetry comparison?" Tang Yan suddenly asked.

Nangong Qianxue and Zhang Fenfang turned their heads to look at Tang Yan at the same time.

"You're afraid you're a monster, isn't this just, isn't this going to be bad? Zhang Fenfang said.

This person is an A-level ability, an earth-based alien ability, Zhang Fenfang, who has the title of Zhang Tank, is also known as Zhang Pair, his ability to pair pairs in the class is second only to Sima Banchang, of course, now there is a Tang Yan who oppresses him.

"You don't know what it's like, so you dare to sign up for the competition?" Nangong Qianxue was also surprised.

"I don't know...."Tang Yan shook his head.

How do I know this, the reward given by the system is too tempting, so I just go on it with my iron head.

What's more, now that there is the sea of divine consciousness of the poet immortal sword emperor Li Taibai, what is the poetry competition.

Nangong Qianxue sighed, and explained to him helplessly: "Poetry competition, there are three main links, the first link is calligraphy, see who writes beautifully, the second link is the rush to answer the link, who can answer the poem given by the school first, who will be counted as a point, the one with more wins, the third link is similar to the pair, with the poems within the range of the national high school as a means to test the other party, the other party can not answer our side, one point, the other party can answer it, it is the other party's turn to test us." ”

"That.... That first link.. It's up to you. Tang Yan said a little hesitantly.

This is another big problem, he hasn't written until now, so he doesn't know how to start.....

"In fact, there is a fourth link, if the third link is a tie, then it will usher in the fourth link, poetry, a high school student composes poetry, it is a bit exaggerated, but, every professional player in this world is at the bottom of the walk, not to mention, if in the end in case it becomes a national champion, then it is not surprising that high school students write poetry. ”

After listening to Nangong Qianxue's words, Tang Yan nodded silently, it is indeed so.

But that's not the point, the point is that he has a cultivation system, which is the so-called plug-in...

After discussion, the first link of the poem was played by Nangong Qianxue, the second link was played by Zhang Fenfang, and the third link was played by Tang Yan.

Soon, the first round finally began.

Everyone was looking forward to the appearance of the members of the first and second classes, and before the members even appeared, they could already hear the chatter from the audience.

"I can see the school flower and the school grass on the same stage again, Xiao Daxiao grass and Nangong school flower. ”

"It's a pity, Colonel Murong doesn't participate in any competitions, and he rarely shows his head, otherwise, this game will be the existence of the peak of appearance. ”

"Eh, you don't know, recently, there is a new king of passers-by. ”

"Yes, yes, I know, his transfer student is called Tang or something. ”

"I remember, he is the master of time management, and he walks back and forth between Nangong University Flower and Dongfang University Flower without being caught. ”

"Okay, everyone has clarified that it has nothing to do with Nangong Qianxue, stop spreading rumors, but he is actually Dongfang Lingning's boyfriend, which makes me admire it very much, after all... That's the witch...."

"Don't discuss it, they're coming. ”

With the sound of discussion, the players of the first and second classes entered the ring on the left and right sides.

On the left and right sides of the ring, there is a two-meter-long table and a chair, and the table is full of pens, ink, paper, and inkstones, and there are various types of brushes.

In the middle, there is a large screen, and the players on both sides have to write the poems on the screen to see who writes beautifully.

According to the urine nature of this school, this poem is not only difficult but also very long-lasting, and there are many rare characters, so this test is not just calligraphy.

For example, sometimes you can't write that character, and if you follow the drawing, you will lose if you have the wrong radical order.

On the field, the second class on the left was led by Nangong Qianxue and walked in the front, while Tang Yan and Zhang Fenfang sat behind them on the left and right.

The opposite group was headed by Mo Liyu, and Xiao Yin and Lu Renjia walked behind them.

"I didn't expect you to transfer to the second class, so it's okay, I have long wanted to see your strength. Mo Liyu looked at Nangong Qianxue and hooked the corners of her mouth, as if she was looking forward to competing with her.

Nangong Qianxue didn't answer, but just snorted coldly.

"The players on both sides are ready to take their seats, so the first game of the poem, the first class will play the second class, and now we will ask the two players to write two lines of poetry on the screen. The head of grade who was the host said with the microphone on the side.

Immediately afterwards, a poem appeared on the big black screen, from one of the lines of "Xiao Rong" in the Book of Songs.

The content is: Xiao Rong Yu Harvest, Wu Zhen Liang Yuan. The wandering ring is driven by the coercion, and the yin is continuous. Wen Yin Chang hub, drive me Qi Bao.

Sure enough, it's very long, there are a lot of rare words, it's hard to read, and there are still a lot of strokes of rare words.

"I'll go, what's this?"

"How do you pronounce this...."

"Small, receiving, five, beam... Damn, I don't understand..."

Few of the students in the audience could read this sentence in its entirety, and they had never even seen these words.

Mo Liyu on the stage hooked the corners of her mouth, smiled disdainfully, and then began to pick up the brush and write on the two-meter-long white paper one by one.

The calligraphy is a complete enjoyment, it's just a pen walking dragon snake, iron and silver hook, each font is refreshing.

When Mo Liyu finished writing with confidence, she looked at Nangong Qianxue, but she hadn't started writing yet.

"What's wrong? Are you going to abstain? Admit defeat when you know you can't win?" she said deliberately defiantly.

Nangong Qianxue shook her head and said, "No, I just hope that all the audience can see it, including you." ”

Then, she began to pick up the brush, and the point is, she picked up the brush with both hands.

"No.. Isn't it.."

"Nangong Colonel Hua still has this skill. ”

"Can you write with both hands?"

Not only the audience, but even Zhang Fenfang and Tang Yan behind her were also taken aback, many people can write with both hands.

However, if you can write with both hands and write so beautifully with a brush, then not everyone can do it.

"You... You're pretending!" Mo Liyu didn't believe that there was such a genius in this world.

But what about the result.

Nangong Qianxue can not only write with her hands, but also write beautifully, every four words is a different font.

There are six kinds of big seals, small seals, subordinates, grasses, lines and Kai.

It was also the first time that the judges saw the writing ability of their school flowers, but they were both hands, and they used six ancient scripts.

"Is there anything else to say?" Nangong Qianxue looked at Mo Liyu, she was 5 10 points, she was 3 10 points and 2 9 points.

"I..." The arrogant Mo Liyu was at a loss for a while, and his arrogance was suppressed.

Seeing this embarrassing scene, the host quickly picked up the microphone again and continued to shout: "The first item of the first round of poetry, the second class wins, and then the second item, please prepare the contestants on both sides." ”

Zhang Fenfang from the second class stepped forward confidently, facing Lu Renjia from the first class, and her momentum was not weaker than him at all.

"Zhang Fenfen, the second class of contemptible people, has a soft spot for ancient culture and poetry, please advise. Zhang Fenfang clasped her hands into fists and saluted.

Then, the second item officially began.

However, this item is Zhang Fenfen's overwhelming victory, and he has always been successful in answering and can quickly recite the second half of the sentence.

The second and second class won.

This fragrant nickname is to wear the king of kings, to pair of professional households, usually like to read ancient poems, the degree of comprehension of ancient poems is very high, and it is not a problem to memorize it like a stream.

Finally, it came to the third item that everyone was most looking forward to.

"Come, come, passer-by Wang Tangyan and Colonel Cao Xiaoyin. ”

"Who is great, neither of them is good at stubble. ”

"Eh, when you say that, I think Tang Yan seems to be quite handsome. ”

"It seems like that's the case. ”

On the field, Tang Yan and Xiao Yin stood face to face, Xiao Yin seemed to be a smiling tiger, and the so-called squinting eyes were not easy to mess with.

"Class 1, Xiao Yin. ”

"Second class, Tang Yan. ”

After a simple salute between the two, they returned to their respective venues.

At this time, Nangong Qianxue took a deep breath and suddenly thought of something.

Tang Yan didn't even know what the items of the poetry competition were at first, he wouldn't be prepared to attack the other party's poems.

At this moment, Xiao Yin actually took out a fan, fanned it slightly, and said: "My favorite is the poet immortal Li Bai, so, Tang Yan, I can tell you the truth, what I prepared are all Li Bai's poems." ”

Cut, what an antique beautiful man to pretend.

A touch of disdain flashed in Tang Yan's eyes, isn't this just hitting the muzzle of the gun, who likes Li Bai or not.

"Yes, classmate Xiao Yin, Zhang Fei said, and I am the same. ”

After all, he had obtained the Sea of Divine Consciousness of the Poet Immortal Sword Emperor Li Taibai, and these poems were naturally not a problem.

Immediately afterwards, the third item officially began, led by Xiao Yin.

"The cliff is like a melon, and the blue light is green through the cliff. ”

"The heavenly river comes from it, and the white clouds rise in the valley. ”

After Xiao Yin finished speaking, less than a second, Tang Yan immediately took it.

"Admire and admire, Tang Yan is really good at writing. ”

"Don't dare, then it's my turn now. ”

Tang Yan cooperated with him to pretend to be a gentleman.

Li Bai was about to go on a boat, and suddenly heard the sound of singing on the shore. ”

Xiao Yin was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for about three seconds, he immediately connected: "The Peach Blossom Lake is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun to send me love." ”

In the next 28 rounds, neither of them lost nor won, and it was a draw.

However, one thing is obvious, the first half of the poem that Xiao Yin recited, Tang Yan took seconds, and the first half of the poem that Tang Yan recited, Xiao Yin had to spend time thinking, and the further he thought about it, the longer he took to think about it.

This gave everyone the illusion that this poem seemed to be written by Tang Yan, and it could be connected without thinking about it.

Xiao Yin frowned, squeezed the fan in his hand tightly, looked at Tang Yan, the corners of his mouth twitched, and said, "Classmate Tang Yan, you are really hidden." ”

"Each other, each other. ”

It was arguably the most exciting and boring game in years, because both men were too strong.

But, again, you can finally see the fourth poem.

"Ask the two contestants to choose one of the pictures at random and write a sentence or a poem. The host sent three different pictures to Tang Yan and Xiao Yin.

The first is a river in the middle with peaks on the left and right, the second is a cliff with a waterfall flowing from the cliff, and the third is a quiet lake with a boat and a small man on the lake.

Xiao Yin was stunned, he just liked Li Bai, not Li Bai himself, how could he compose poetry.

High school students write poems, what a joke, he can't write modern poems.

However, looking at Tang Yan, on the other hand, he looked at the sky and took a deep breath.

"The gate of heaven interrupted the opening of the Chu River, and the blue water flowed eastward to this point. The green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite each other, and the lonely sail comes by the sun. ”

"The sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river. The flying stream went straight down to 3,000 feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way had fallen for nine days. ”

"Between the white emperor and the clouds, thousands of miles of Jiangling will be returned in one day. The apes on both sides of the strait could not stop crying, and the light boat had already crossed the ten thousand mountains. ”

Just kidding, obtaining Li Tianbai's inheritance is equivalent to obtaining those memories and strength in his mind.

Isn't it just a casual poem?

"Good poetry, good poetry!!"

"Good, good!!"

"Your name is Tang Yan, right, you must participate in the national competition. ”

"Don't listen to that old man, you must come to me to develop. ”

"No, no, no, don't listen to them, you must...."

The five judges even forgot their own work, and they were all attracted by Tang Yan's three poems.

But in fact, this is Li Bai's poem, but it has only appeared in the cultivation realm, not in the secular realm.

After today's round, the legend of Wang Tangyan, a transfer student, has added another color.

And it has been spread not only in this school, but even in the city and even the province.

Tang Yan can be described as a contemporary Li Taibai.