Lu Yifan knew that Cui Xianghong was cheating and asked him to compose poems on the spot, but the students of the Poetry Association were using the works that had already been done, but he was not afraid at all!

Not ready?

He didn't need to prepare!

Poetry and songs?

It's not bragging B, Lu Yifan can't finish talking about it for three days and three nights!

Li Bai, Du Fu, or Li Yu?

One by one, the great writers are gone!

The classic poems are gone, even if the so-called "writers" and "great country studies" of your poetry associations are awesome, can you outperform those ancients?

At this time, Cui Xianghong said loudly: "In ancient times, all great poets and great writers must love to drink. So in the second round, let's focus on 'wine'!"

After hearing this, He Wen despised Luo Hao even more.

This topic was again from last year's drinking competition!

He said it so high-soundingly, didn't he let Shen Jingbin and them win?

Yes, ancient poets and writers did love to drink, but how many of today's students love to drink?

Even if it's drinking, it's beer at most, and other writers all drink good liquor, who has ever seen someone drink beer and write poetry?

But without waiting for He Wen to speak, Liang Yifeng couldn't wait to "pretend to look around at the scenery" and recited: "I don't sleep on wine, and the flowers are stained with green clothes." Get drunk and look at the creek and moon, and the birds are still scarce. ”

Chen Haoxue also recited: "If you want to pick gift flowers to make new wine, Jiangdong Yanbo is endless. Listening to the wind in front of the makeup mirror, half-covering his face is sad. ”

As soon as Chen Haoxue finished groaning, Hewen's face turned white.

This Chen is even more shameless than Cui Xianghong!

This poem is obviously a resentment, and the artistic conception is much stronger than Liang Yifeng's.

And this poem was made by Cui Xianghong at the drinking poetry meeting last year, but I didn't expect Chen Haoxue to revise it slightly and use it as his own poem!

"If there is really a teacher, there must be a disciple!" said He Wen through gritted teeth.

If you compare the poems that have been refined last year with Lu Yifan, it is strange that Lu Yifan can take advantage of half of it!

He Wen can see that this Cui Xianghong is clearly from Yinlu Yifan, and he is so thick-skinned that he doesn't even hide it!

Shen Jingbin smiled slightly, and also recited confidently: "

Tea is also intoxicating, why do you need wine, why do you need flowers.

If the wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk, and if the flower is not charming, everyone is obsessed.

Yin into the white snow heart is like a plain, and the fragrance of plum blossoms is also clear.

In the past, Huansha hated today, and the jade people wished to go on a blind date.

”

As soon as his poem came out, even He Wen, who was still angry, couldn't help but shout "good"!

In terms of momentum and artistic conception, Shen Jingbin's poems are really much better than the previous two.

knew that Shen Jingbin was Lu Yifan's opponent, but He Wen was still unwilling to go against his love for talent.

For this poem made by Shen Jingbin, He Wen really likes it tightly!

"What a poem!"

"If you don't get drunk with wine, everyone gets drunk, and if you don't get charming, everyone gets self-obsessed! God, I actually heard this classic poem!"

"Shen Gongzi's poem, I'm afraid it has the level of the National Poetry Association!"

"In this round, it is definitely Shen Gongzi who won!"

Shen Jingbin's hand was full of praise, and even He Wen, who was his opponent, applauded him.

Cui Xianghong couldn't help but sneer proudly, like a white deer.

That means, you're not dead, little one?

When everyone calmed down, everyone's eyes naturally focused on Lu Yifan again.

This person is absolutely unfathomable, as if nothing can bother him.

No one knows what he can do.

Shen Jingbin is naturally full of confidence and pride.

In fact, this poem was written by an old writer who has passed away at a poetry competition.

Because not many people have heard of it, this product shamelessly took this poem and made it his own work.

When the old writer was alive, his level was comparable to that of the vice president of the National Poetry Association, and he could be said to be talented, better than Cui Xianghong and Hezi!

He is confident that Lu Yifan will never make poems that are more powerful than the old writer who died!

As soon as he thought of this, Shen Jingbin arrogantly pointed at Lu Yifan and said, "Why didn't you do it?"

Do you think that this poem of mine is too talented and too old to speak?"

Lu Yifan looked at Shen Jingbin lightly and said, "Just your little talent?"

"Xiaocai, hehe, Lu Yifan, do you dare to bet with me again?" Shen Jingbin said angrily.

"Bet on what?" Lu Yifan asked lazily.

"Bet on whether you can make better poems than mine! If not, I want you to kneel down and bow to me, and respect me 'sir'!"

In the same way, if I lose, I will do the same!" Shen Jingbin said coldly.

As soon as these words came out, the people at the scene exploded!

The honorific title of "sir" is not a casual call!

In the world after the change of the Heavenly Wish Talisman, the teacher can be called casually, but if you call someone "sir", it is equivalent to admitting that he is about the same status as your own father and mother!

What's more, there is a big gift of kneeling and nine bows, this gambling contract is simply gambling with dignity!

"It seems that Shen Jingbin is really moving!"

"But this poem of his is really powerful, I'm afraid that Mr. Cui can't make poems of this level!"

"I guess Lu Yifan will not dare to agree. ”

"Yes, three kneels and nine knocks, and you have to call 'sir', isn't this forcing people to a dead end!"

"No way, who made Shen Jingbin talented!"

Shen Jingbin's hand is really ruthless, with a posture of wanting to kill Lu Yifan!

You promised?

If you can't make a better poem than me, you have to kneel down and kowtow to Lao Tzu and call him "Sir"!

You don't agree?

Heheda, if you don't agree, you will admit it, and admit that you are not talented without me!

When the time comes, let's see if Lao Tzu doesn't humiliate you little bastard!

Lu Yifan said lightly: "Okay, don't regret it!"

"A gentleman's words are quick and the horse is whipped!" Shen Jingbin laughed.

Lu Yifan couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

The poetry of drinking?

When Lao Tzu designed the lines for Li Bai, he had already recited them for the people in the Dichou Studio!

He swayed back and forth for ten minutes, but he didn't speak.

"Hey, hey, can you do it? If not, kneel down quickly! My brain is hurt by your shake!" Shen Jingbin said impatiently.

Lu Yifan glanced at him and said, "The emperor is not in a hurry, and the eunuch is in a hurry."

With the theme of 'wine', but not drinking, it's not cool!

How can the poems produced in this way have the slightest artistic conception?"

"If you can't do it, don't pretend to be special! You still want to imitate the ancients, drink and compose poems!

What are you pretending!" Shen Jingbin said disdainfully.

Cui Xianghong also coldly spit out four words: "Grandstanding!"

Not to mention, someone actually brought a bottle of wine at the bottom.

(End of chapter)