Ding Xi looked at Ye Feng slightly, a trace of redness crossed his white face, and then he said slowly:

"Ye Feng, I know that you are very good, playing the piano, basketball, and just now won the taekwondo of the stick country, I also admire you!

"Hahaha!" The thousands of people on the competition stage couldn't help but laugh when they heard this.

As if holding back enough courage, Ding Xi pushed his glasses slightly before continuing:

"But I want to prove to her that you Ye Feng are not all-powerful, at least, his boyfriend is no worse than you Ye Feng in terms of poetry! Ye Feng, can you give me a chance to challenge you?"

Ye Feng smiled, this kid is interesting, but am I omnipotent? At least I can't say that, but in terms of poetry, you may really not be as good as me.

"Okay, then I'll compare poetry with you!"

Wow!

Everyone was in an uproar, one by one excited to the point of adrenaline, Tai Nima was excited, just finished challenging martial arts, and now he is challenging poetry again! Ye Feng is going to win the first place in Dongyang University's civil and military capital?! Even some girls looked at Ye Feng with their eyes turned into little stars, looking like that, I am afraid that Ye Feng only needs to nod, and they can warm Ye Feng's bed tonight!

Ding Xiwei was also very excited, playing poetry and literature, he didn't believe that there was anyone better than himself in the entire Dongyang University.

"What are the rules?" Ding Xiwei suddenly asked.

"You can do it!" Ye Feng shrugged indifferently.

The audience was in an uproar again, paralyzed, I have seen arrogance, I have never seen arrogance to such a point, just challenge Ding Xiwei's poetry, and even disdain to make the rules by himself, it is really a cow.

Ding Xiwei looked as if he had been insulted, his eyes widened and he looked at Ye Feng, wanting to say something.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and set the rules, I don't have time to waste with you, I'm starving!" Ye Feng rolled his eyes, he suddenly felt that these so-called literati, all kinds of ink!

"Okay! Since you are looking for your own death, then don't blame me!" Ding Xi snorted slightly:

"Three rounds of competition, the first round, the two of us said a poem to each other, the other party took the next sentence, all ancient and modern Chinese and foreign poems can be, the time is one minute, and if you can't answer, you will lose. ”

"In the second round, you and I will each create a poem, and the winner or loser will be determined by the good or bad, and the time will be three minutes!"

"In the third round, you and I each write a love poem, and the winner or loser will be determined for five minutes!"

"Best of three games!"

Ye Feng nodded without thinking about it: "Yes!"

Ding Xi was slightly angry, and Ye Feng's arrogance stimulated him, and he was furious, thinking to himself, wait a minute, I must make Ye Feng make a fool of himself.

More and more onlookers are gathering, more than the people who watched the basketball game before, looking at Ye Feng with bright eyes, many people think that Ye Feng is really three hundred and sixty lines, and he is so arrogant that he is arrogant, and he is so arrogant, but more people think that Ye Feng is pretending to be forced, and if he doesn't do it, he will make a fool of himself.

The chaotic voices of discussion kept coming into Ye Feng's ears, making him a little funny.

In fact, the master is arrogant and pretending!

Why dare you pretend?

For a person like him who performs tasks all over the world, Chinese poetry will definitely not be bad, not only that, Ye Feng is also proficient in more than a dozen languages such as German, Japanese, English, and French, which is not at all comparable to these little children who go to college.

"Toenkwanaarbovenkeek, ofschoondehenwolkenhing, what's next?" At the same time, Ding Xiwei couldn't wait to come up with the question.

Ding Xiwei said a so-called poem that no one could understand at all.

"What's that? It's poetry?"

"I don't understand it at all! Looks like it's in English!"

"Nima, who knows? This kid must have memorized a paragraph in advance, no matter how talented Ye Feng is, he can't come out right!"

"Ding Xiwei, this kid is too insidious!

"Ye Feng is tragic!"

………………

No one present could understand, even a top student like Cao Xuefan, who had very good grades, which showed how difficult it was.

Many people looked at Ye Feng sympathetically, waiting for him to admit defeat.

However, Ye Feng still had that faint smile.

"Your pronunciation is not accurate, it has no taste at all, and it is a pity that the poem of the famous Dutch poet Martinus Nehoff was read by you. The poem "Clouds" is a very good poem, and the so-called wonder turns into a cloud of words, which is this artistic conception. The next sentence should be: ikgreepnietnaardevluchtvan'tvreemdeding, datngsreek. ”

Ye Feng's sneering words shocked everyone!

There was silence!!

How can it be?

Ye Feng actually came up, the Dutch poet Nima! Ding Xiwei is really insidious! But even so, Ye Feng is also right, and compared to Ding Xiwei's somewhat lame foreign Chinese, Ye Feng has read it more, at least from the feeling that it is too pure!

"...... you" Ding Xiwei looked at Ye Feng as if he had seen a ghost, but there were turbulent waves in his heart.

In fact, who should pay attention to such a Dutch poet? Ding Xiwei usually memorizes some of them in his heart just to pretend to be used.

Unexpectedly, Ye Feng said it casually, he is Dutch?

"What are you......? Am I not right to come out?" Ye Feng smiled, and the mockery became more obvious.

"Yes!" Although Ding Xiwei didn't want to admit it, Ye Feng was indeed right, and he was much more skilled and pure than himself!

The blind cat has touched a dead mouse!

Definitely!

The blind cat has touched a dead mouse, and he won't be able to wait a minute!

Ding Xi took a deep breath and comforted himself like this in his heart.

"Who the hell is Ye Feng?"

"It's too exaggerated, I don't think he's an earthling at all, and he can't get Ye Feng from the stars!

"I also think so, it's invincible!! such a man, no wonder Nangong Siqing can take a fancy to it!"

"If I were a woman, I would like to fall in love with Ye Feng!"

…………

The excited discussion made Ye Feng stand out like a dazzling pearl.

All the onlookers looked at Ye Feng's eyes with a glow, a light that was expecting a miracle.

Shocking time and time again!

They have more expectations for Ye Feng, what kind of excitement will it be next???

"You have a problem!" Ding Xi took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

"Good!"

Ye Feng nodded, and didn't think much about it, so he said: "Half a life is in Hushan, what is the next sentence?"

Ding Xi frowned slightly, as if he was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember the feeling.

"Half-life traces are in the ??? of lakes and mountains," Ding Xi muttered to himself.

"Ye Feng is really face-saving! I thought he would publish foreign poems, in that case, Ding Xiwei would definitely be stunned!"

"Yes, Ye Feng, this means casual play!"

"Half my life has been in Hushan, I seem to have heard this sentence, but I can't remember it!"

"Look at Ding Xiwei's sad look, paralyzed, what kind of bullshit genius is this, and he shamelessly claims to be the first genius of Dongyang University!"

"This sentence is a Chinese poem, if Ding Xiwei can't get it right, he will be ugly!"

………………

I couldn't see Ding Xiwei's frowning appearance, and many onlookers muttered and laughed.

These voices were naturally listened to by Ding Xiwei's ears, and he became even more impatient, and sweat came out for a while.

"It's been a few minutes, have you figured it out?" Ye Feng asked with a smile.

"I've heard this sentence, but I can't remember it for a while!" Ding Xi said with a slight blushing face.

"Paralyzed, don't find a reason if you can't come out!"

"It's kind of insightful, cheeky!"

………………

Ding Xiwei's words brought another burst of ridicule.

"Half a life traces in the lakes and mountains, looking for comfort for the old face in January, from the early Qing Dynasty writer Gui Zhuang's "Return to the Boat and Stack the Front Rhyme". Ye Feng raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice.

"I lost the first game, let's start the second game!"

Ding Xi frowned slightly, although he was extremely reluctant not to admit it in his heart, but the facts were in front of him, and he couldn't allow him to quibble, he just wanted to enter the second round quickly and come back.

"Me first or you first?" Ye Feng asked with a smile, his light appearance made people feel inexplicably good.

Since you want to play with literature, you must have the feeling of playing with literature, that calmness, that temperament, is the unhurried and impatient that literati should have, and it is the taste that literati should have.

On the other hand, Ding Xiwei, his brows are furrowed, sweat is profuse, and his eyes are anxious, which is a manifestation of impetuousness, and he makes a judgment!