In other words, Qingxi Academy selected disciples, and the first question that the mysterious woman came up with was chanting a poem, chanting the most beautiful poem she had ever written, and everyone present chanted a poem, and it is worth mentioning that every poem was not bad. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After all, the people who can enter the building have gone through the preliminary selection, they still have a certain literary foundation, and they are not improvised poems, they are the accumulation of half a lifetime and the crystallization of many years of wisdom, so the poems made by each of them are also good.

Some poems, even Yi Tiannan felt that they were indeed talented, and he had not participated in this kind of banquet for friends in writing for a long time, and he looked so uncomfortable while enjoying their poems while drinking the tea provided on the table.

Finally, after an uncle in his thirties finished writing a poem and sat down, the scene fell silent, and then everyone stared at each other like this, and finally everyone's eyes converged on one person.

Yi Tiannan watched it with relish, and was waiting for the next one's wonderful performance, when he suddenly felt that the scene was a little weird, and then found that everyone's eyes were focused on him, what was wrong? What did you do that angered people?

At this moment, the two little girls who were in a daze noticed the strangeness of the scene, and found that everyone was staring at the three of them faintly, and the two people who had just reacted were suddenly looked at hairy, and involuntarily leaned towards Yi Tiannan.

Looking at everyone's gloomy gaze, Yi Tiannan was also a little apprehensive in his heart, and couldn't help but say dryly, "Ahem, the poems made by the brothers are really good, everyone continue, so that the little brother can continue to worship ......"

Then there was a burst of big eyes and small eyes, and finally all the eyes gathered on Yi Tiannan's body again, and then Nangong Yu spoke, "Hehe, little brother, they are all done, you are left alone, and I ask the little brother to compose a poem......

"Huh? Do I have a share too? Yi Tiannan was shocked, hey, how could I forget this stubble, I have to make poems, if I want to say poetry, I still have some experience, I am familiar with 300 Tang poems, and I can't make poems.

Which of those poems in my heart is not popular, just take out one of them, and you can kill everyone in front of you in seconds, but you have to hide it, you don't plan to go to that nagging Qinghe Academy.

What to do? Yi Tiannan touched his chin and pondered.

Yi Tiannan's reaction made everyone speechless for a while, do you think you can escape? But this kid is so young, and he probably hasn't done any poetry, so it's a little difficult for him. Looking at his thoughtful look, is he going to improvise poetry?

Yi Tiannan closed his eyes there, and there were words in his mouth, but he didn't know what he was muttering, but the two little girls on the left and the right looked at Yi Tiannan nervously, and two pairs of four jade hands grabbed his sleeves tightly, for fear that he would not be able to make that poem and lose the adult.

The mysterious woman frowned slightly, could it be that she guessed wrong, this kid is not literate, the riddle at the door was blinded by him, or Mr. Tokugawa put him in with water.

If this is the case, it would be a pity with this child's temperament, but if he is properly educated in the future, although he may not be able to become a peerless Confucian of the present generation, it should not be a problem to become an ordinary Confucian scholar.

After a while, send someone to check his details, if his family and virtue are not problematic, bring him back to the academy, such a good seedling, can not just fall into the barren land of Jinguang City.

If Yi Tiannan knew about the mysterious woman's hard work, he would not be grateful, and I don't know if he would hide it. But the point is that he doesn't know, so he's still trying to figure out how to hide it.

Finally, he had an idea, and his head was tilted upwards, and a light bulb appeared, well, behind it was my obscenity.

Yi Tiannan's frowning brows finally relaxed, and said happily, "With ......" Then everyone also came to the spirit, wanting to listen to this child's improvised poems, and it was very likely to be his improvised poems.

And the two little girls beside him also frowned, smiling happily, and even looked at Yi Tiannan with some admiration, but they didn't expect him to really be able to make that kind of thing that he couldn't understand, so powerful.

And the mysterious woman also raised her eyebrows, she didn't expect him to really make a poem, but she wanted to see what poem he could make? These ten-year-old and a half-year-old children can make poems, even in Qingxi Academy, there are not many.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but stare at it, I really didn't expect that he could really make poems, is it really improvisational poems? To be able to write poetry at such an age is really ashamed of me.

Yi Tiannan cleared his throat, "Xiaosheng Yi Tiannan, is a person from Jinguang City, who once won a poem "Yongxue", please seniors, Mr. Comment-"

"There is a general one in the sky, and there is a black hole in the well.

The yellow dog is white, and the white dog is swollen. ”

"Poof-" Everyone held back their laughter, and some even held their stomachs directly, which seemed to be in great pain, but their faces were extremely distorted, and the expression of constipation for more than ten years was really uncomfortable.

"Puff-" But it was the voice of the mysterious woman, but she couldn't hold back, and laughed directly, this is also called poetry? This is the first time I've heard of this kind of poem, but although it doesn't conform to the rules, it's full of catchiness.

Everyone laughed at the woman, they couldn't bear it anymore, they laughed directly, some people were holding their stomachs and twitching there, and some of them even slapped the table directly, but no one cared about that detail, they were all laughing clearly, where did they still have the heart to pay attention to other people.

Yi Tiannan was also laughing, but he was smiling, looking at everyone's almost crazy performance, he was really a little speechless in his heart, as for it? Really, isn't it just a dozen limericks? As for laughing like this? I've never seen the world before.

Finally, it was the mysterious woman who stopped her laughter first, coughed fiercely, and suppressed her laughter, but she had received an orthodox education since she was a child, and she had never been exposed to this kind of thing, but at first glance, she couldn't help but feel a sense of novelty.

Although there is no literary brilliance, but to be able to come up with such a poem at such an age and in such a short period of time can be regarded as a hurry, yes, yes, I can't say that I really have to choose him this time.

"Okay, let's stop laughing, let's go to this for the assessment first, and then, let's start the table first, right? Regarding the results of the assessment, please think about it, and when the banquet is over, it will be revealed. The woman spoke again, her voice still good, but anyone could hear the suppressed smile in her voice.

In this kung fu, the maid had filled each table with all kinds of dishes and spiritual fruits for them to enjoy, but the master did not move the chopsticks, so how could they start first.

Everyone turned their eyes to Yi Tiannan again, the corners of their mouths were slightly hooked, and they gloated. Yi Tiannan didn't care about it, this was exactly the result he wanted, seeing the ridicule in everyone's eyes, he couldn't help but feel a burst of disdain in his heart.

So next, it was the banquet time, but where everyone still had the heart to eat and drink, they all put their minds on the mysterious woman, after all, whether she could ascend to the sky in one step in the second half of her life was all in her hands.

Therefore, this banquet was shrouded in a strange atmosphere from beginning to end, and everyone looked at the indifferent woman sitting on the chairman, consciously or unconsciously, and she returned to her indifference at the beginning at this moment.

She brought a face towel, and when she ate, she only lifted the corner of the face towel, which was indescribably elegant and indifferent, which made everyone who wanted to see the face of the face disappointed. But they are more concerned about her decision, which is related to their own fate.

She is extremely indifferent on the surface, and she doesn't seem to take everyone's prying eyes in her eyes, in fact, she is also observing everyone without a trace, their behavior, ...... talking, well, no one is talking here.

Only Yi Tiannan's table on the fifth floor of the entire Drunken Immortal Building was not shrouded in this strange atmosphere, and even their faint whispering voices could be faintly heard.

Miao Miao whispered in Yi Tiannan's ear, "Brother Tiannan, is that poem of yours really written by yourself?" It's really good, it's better than what they wrote, and they can't understand what they say......" Miao Miao said with admiration on her face, and Qingmei next to her also nodded a little cute little head in agreement.

The corners of Yi Tiannan's mouth twitched when he listened, it's not good if he doesn't understand? What kind of logic is this? However, I just like this kind of thing that I haven't seen much of the world, haha. He picked up a piece of spiritual fruit on the table, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, it was worthy of a spiritual fruit, and there was really a trace of spiritual energy.

At the same time, he lowered his voice and said, "What is this? Young master, I have more powerful poems, I will sing to you when I have time in the future......" Then there were all kinds of blows, but they attracted the eyes of the two little girls.

As for why Yi Tiannan didn't eat those dishes, the main reason was that he had been under Qingmei's care over the years, but his mouth had become more and more awkward, and when he took a bite of this dish, he didn't want to move it a second time, so he could only eat some spirit fruits.

At the same time, along with Yi Tiannan, the corner of his mouth twitched and the master of Nangong Yulou, he is not like that mysterious woman, he has traveled countless rivers and lakes, although Yi Tiannan's limerick poem made his eyes shine, but the basic judgment is still there.

Yi Tiannan's poems are not comparable with those poems at all, so how can they be called poems, they are not good at words, but this kind of poems, they can do ten or a hundred.

Especially when he heard the conversation between Miao Miao and Yi Tiannan, he really had the urge to rush over and beat Yi Tiannan violently, to be shameless to this point is really a realm.