Ling Tian has been an orphan since he was a child, and he is already very good at being able to read, so Duanmu Electric and Mo Xiyan don't believe that Ling Tian can produce any good works at all Especially since Ling Tian had a sad face a few minutes ago, but now that he had handed in the paper so quickly, it made both of them a little worried, and Ling Tian would receive a lot of punishment.

Looking at Ling Tian like this, Qin Lu was the happiest, in the final analysis, the culprit who humiliated himself was Ling Tian, so Qin Lu wished that Ling Tian was unlucky. For Ling Tian's self-inflicted behavior, Qin Lu was very happy to hear about it.

Even Zhao Cong and the others didn't have much hope for Ling Tianbao, because in their cognition, they were almost exactly the same as Ning Qingcheng, even those geniuses who were pedantic and heavenly beings couldn't only create good works in such a short period of time.

However, how could Ling Tian, who had advanced cheating methods, lose in such a simple assessment in this first round.

In fact, for Ling Tian, this kind of open-ended exam question, for himself, is only a test of two aspects. The first is to review the question, as long as the question is clear, 50% of the work is completed.

The second year is to test the knowledge in your mind. In the 5,000-year history of China, there are countless cultural essences left behind, and Ling Tian can't remember them all, but as long as Ling Tian can live on his own, he can easily crush all the opponents here.

Soon, everyone saw the results.

Even Ning Qingcheng, who had no good impression of Ling Tian from the beginning, was taken aback, and unconsciously, he read Ling Tian's poem.

There are beautiful women in the north. Peerless and independent.

A look at the city. Then look at the country.

Rather than know the city and the country. Beautiful women are hard to come by.

"I'll go, what's the situation! When did the master brother become so fierce. Duanmudian was very surprised.

Even the others looked at Ling Tian with incredulous expressions. Including Qin Lu, who wanted to break Ling Tian's corpse into ten thousand pieces, he had to admit that Ling Tian's poem was beyond the scope of their cognition. Ling Tian was very satisfied with everyone's surprised expressions, after all, these things are the masterpieces of the ancient Chinese, and it is not easy to win against you little dolls.

There is one more thing that everyone doesn't know, and that is the name of Ning Chengcheng. Except for Ling Tian and Duanmu Dian, no one knew Ning Chengcheng's name.

Of course, Ling Tian was also unintentional, and the poem directly incorporated Ning Qingcheng's name into it.

There are beautiful women in the north. Peerless and independent.

A look at the city. Then look at the country.

Rather than know the city and the country. Beautiful women are hard to come by.

When Ning Chengcheng finished reading this poem for the second time, he made a decision directly.

"In this round, Ling Tian won. ”

For such a decision, the others had no opinion at all, and even Qin Lu, who was not at odds with Ling Tian, had no objections.

No one thought that they could create poems that were better than Ling Tian, so everyone gave up this round of assessment.

“.......”

As the voice kept remembering, although Ling Tian couldn't see clearly how Ning Qingcheng made a move, he could see what kind of punishment they had received when he looked at the reddened left hands of the others.

Ling Tian let out a long sigh of relief, fortunately he didn't hit him, looking at everyone's expressions, he knew that this seemingly simple punishment was not as easy as he imagined.

Of course, for the little guy Duanmudian, there should be no problem. Although it seemed that Duanmu Dian's hands were also red, but looking at the smile that unconsciously appeared in the corners of Duanmu Dian's eyes, Ling Tian knew that this guy had not been substantially hurt at all.

At this time, Mo Xiyan, who was sitting on Ling Tian's left hand, spoke: "Ling Tian, be careful, I feel that my cultivation has disappeared a little. ”

"Damn!" Mo Xiyan's words startled Ling Tian. If Mo Xiyan's feelings are true, then it's troublesome.

The problem should be with the whip in Ning Qingcheng's hand. So, Ling Tian hurriedly asked the skeleton soldiers.

And the skeleton soldier's answer was that Ling Tian guessed correctly. It was indeed because of the whip in Ning Qingcheng's hand.

Due to the lack of memory, many things are not very clear to the skeleton soldiers, and there are even many things that they have forgotten.

Just like the origin of this whip, the skeleton soldier has forgotten, but for the function of this whip, the skeleton soldier can remember it clearly.

A cultivator of the heaven-level realm, as long as he is hit ten times, the realm will definitely fall by one level. Ground-level cultivators only need to do it once, while Xuan-level cultivators only need once.

"Damn, how can there be such a thing in the world!" Looking at the current scene, Ling Tian felt that this thing seemed to be tailor-made for Ning Qingcheng.

Except for Ling Tian, everyone had been punished, so they became more cautious. Oh, by the way, there is also the relationship of Duanmudian, except for some flesh and skin suffering, he has not been punished

Moreover, looking at Duanmu Dian's current appearance, Ling Tian knew that this little guy must have known the role of the whip in Ning Qingcheng's hand early on, so he wanted to settle the relationship in advance.

As for before, I should just want to remind myself that there is no hurry.

Next, random combinations.

"It's better to compose poems for other people!!" But this kind of complaint Ling Tian didn't dare to say it directly, this was a quiet complaint in his heart.

As the desks in front of the crowd began to move, the random combinations began.

Ling Tian had to believe that Zhao Cong and Duanmu Yu, two good friends, were really destined, but the two of them were randomly combined together, and the two who saw the result also looked at each other and smiled.

As for the Shui brothers, they were also divided together.

The rest of Ling Tian's four-person combination was more interesting.

Mo Xiyan and Duanmudian, the two senior sisters, were divided together. On the contrary, Ling Tian was separated from Qin Lu, the "great enemy".

Looking at Qin Lu in front of him, who wanted to eat himself alive, Ling Tian was very speechless. If it weren't for the fact that the whip in Ning Qingcheng's hand would hit him, Ling Tian would definitely find a poem to slander Qin Lu.

Not only Ling Tian, but even Qin Lu thought the same way. But for the whip in Ning Qingcheng's hand, Qin Lu had already experienced it once, and the feeling that the strength he had worked so hard to cultivate would disappear without any sense of disobedience, Qin Lu really didn't want to try it once.

Helpless, Qin Lu had no choice but to observe Ling Tian with a reluctant expression.

"Hey, what do you mean, am I that ugly!" Ling Tian said angrily.