"Fatty, what did you say just now, this poem is obviously from Dean Bailu, don't be too shameless. Lan Xin was originally polite and polite, a scholar, but when he heard someone say that the poems in front of him were made by others, he immediately went violent.

Don't be too shameless, it's obviously a poem written by Dean Bai Lu, you can't be so shameless and want to pretend?

"Ahem, there was a misunderstanding. Qin Shi was also confused at the moment, he never dreamed that this poem would become Dean Bailu's.

He had to take a good look at what Dean Bai Lu had copied.

"Who do you say is shameless, you scholar, believe it or not, Lao Tzu beat you. "Miqiu fat man hates crepe the most in his life, as the saying goes, "useless is a scholar", today he was despised by a scholar, how to make him angry.

The Age of the Spiritual Saint.

Not everyone can cultivate Reiki and step into the world of cultivators.

There are also many people who can't cultivate at all, and their affinity for the spiritual power of heaven and earth is zero, so they naturally lose their qualifications to cultivate.

There are also some people who are unwilling to be ordinary people for the rest of their lives, and they can't take the martial arts, so they will follow the literary path.

It's nice to be a scribe.

However, literati have always been looked down upon by martial arts powerhouses.

"Dead fatty, don't think that you are a martial artist and can bully us literati at will. ”

"That is, if you duel us in a literati way, we will do it next. ”

"Fatty, there is a kind of you who recite a poem and then defeat us, and we are convinced. ”

At this time, the people from the South Park Poetry Society came over, and you and I condemned Miqiu one by one.

Since ancient times, literati have arrogant bones and do not bend their waists for five buckets of rice.

Therefore, the warriors did not care about these literati.

"You weak literati, Lao Tzu doesn't bother to do it for you. Micho rebuked.

Literati have no foundation in martial arts, and their bodies have no toughness of martial artists at all, and the fat man is really afraid that if he is not careful, he will break up these guys.

"Who do you say is weak, I also said that you warriors are simple-minded and have well-developed limbs. Wang Ya said angrily.

"Okay, fat man, this is Rumenglou, don't make trouble, besides, everyone is a student of the academy. Qin Shi grabbed the fat man.

"Brother Qin, why don't you write a poem and let these people take a look!" Miqiu looked at Qin Shi.

"Are you the 'Brother Qin'?" Lan Xin cast a strange look, he was angry when he heard the fat man say that the song "Mountain Walk" was written by "Brother Qin".

Now he finally knows who this "Brother Qin" is.

Since you say that this poem is from your hand, not Dean Bailu, should you also show some truth?

"You really wrote this song "Mountain Walk"?"

"No!" Qin Shi replied directly.

"Haha, I said, you warriors are so simple-minded, how can you write poetry. Lan Xin sneered.

"They actually said that they made this poem? Senior Brother Lan, you heard it right, it's really funny. Zhang Zijian looked at Qin Shi and the others, and laughed so much that people turned their backs.

It is so shameless that someone actually plagiarized Dean Bai Lu's poems.

"Brother Qin, didn't you write that poem?" the fat man looked at Qin Shi in a daze.

I saw Qin Shiyin's poems before, and I had never heard of it, so I really did it for him.

At this time, even Song Jixue was surprised.

In the past, she also thought that this was a poem written by Qin Shi herself, but she didn't expect it to be written by Dean Bai Lu.

Dean Bai Lu's poetry collection is rarely circulated, such as after the Dream Tower was closed to the outside world, decades have passed, and the world has almost forgotten the existence of "the first talented woman in the ages".

Also, in the era of the spiritual saint, I didn't pay much attention to poetry and songs.

As a result, there was no collection of poems in the entire Spirit Sacred Domain, and even if Dean Bai Lu was called "the first talented woman in the ages", decades had passed, and she had been lost in the dust of history.

"When did I say that I wrote this poem. Qin Shi's face did not change, and his heart was full of doubts as to why Dean Bai Lu knew these poems.

Could it be that Dean Bailu also crossed over?

Otherwise, Dean Bai Lu had been to the old soil, and she copied these poems from the old soil.

Thinking of several possibilities, Qin Shi really wanted to find Dean Bai Lu and ask these doubts face to face.

"Qin Shi, why don't we go and have a look elsewhere. Song Jixue persuaded.

The quarrel on their side has attracted many people's strange eyes.

"Hmm. Qin Shi nodded.

"Can't you even make a poem, just leave?" Lan Xin showed disdain.

"You think you're very good, don't you, think you're the president of the Nanyuan Poetry Society, it's amazing, you know, now is the era of martial arts, you're so good, you don't know how to die. ”

Qin Shi stopped and said in a deep voice, "It's not just a poem, even if it's for you to learn." ”

After a walk around this corridor, Dean Bailu's poems should be here.

In addition to Li Qingzhao's, there are also several poems by Zhuo Wenjun.

Could it be that Du Mei's "Mountain Walk" was an accident?

I'm so lucky.

Could it be that Dean Bai Lu found out in his conscience that he had only copied so much?

Qin Shi doesn't care, anyway, Dean Bailu has plagiarized the title of "the first talented woman in the ages", my mind is full of poems, take a few out at random, and say that I wrote it myself, not too much.

Some of Dean Bai Lu's previous experiences, Qin Shi became more and more shameless.

I felt that I had found a soulmate in an instant, and when I used those ancient poems, I was at ease, and I was not afraid that I would not be able to hold down the coffin lid of those ancestors.

"Jun asked that the return date is not due, and the night rain in Bashan rises in the autumn pool. He cut the candles in the west window together, but when it rained at night in Bashan. ”

"The wild grass and flowers by the Vermilion Bird Bridge, the sunset at the mouth of Wuyi Alley. In the old days, Wang Xie Tang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people. ”

Qin Shi opened his mouth and said two poems casually, if he wasn't afraid of scaring you, I really wanted to hold a poetry conference for them now.

Qin Shi opened his mouth and said two Tang poems, which were catchy and extraordinary, which directly shocked the audience.

"Is this your own poem?" Lan Xin stood in place, silent for a long time, and his heart was extremely shocked.

He couldn't believe that the two poems were written by the other.

"I didn't do it, you did it? "Qin Shi is full of confidence, Dean Bai Lu said that those poems are hers, why can't I?

When I think about it this way, it doesn't seem to be such a big psychological burden.

"Hehe, Brother Qin, so talented, if you Nanyuan Poetry Society makes a poem and overwhelms our Brother Qin, my fat man will be convinced. Miqiu smiled smugly, swaggering.

As a result, more than a dozen people in the Nanyuan Poetry Society were speechless, savoring the two poems just now by Qin Shi, and became more and more shocked, thinking that they were heavenly beings.

Such verses, I am afraid they will not be able to write in their lifetime.

The two poems of Qin Shi are like throwing a deep water ** in the Rumeng Tower, hitting a thousand huge waves.