"When, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang......, dang, dang" accompanied by nine quaint bells, Shen Henggong's serious voice echoed in the entire blank poetry land, "The competition is divided into three games, using a best-of-three system, now start the first topic, ask the Changxing God and the Sky Fox King to each make a hymn for each other, the time is a quarter of an hour." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Perhaps in order to ease the relationship between Tianxing and Bai Qingyou, Shen Henggong deliberately said such a topic and asked them to write poems to praise each other.

It's a pity that Tianxing and Bai Qingyou obviously didn't understand the same meaning, after they heard this question, they were stunned for a moment, then glanced at each other, smiled coldly, and turned around to brew their own masterpieces.

Half a quarter of an hour later, with Shen Henggong's long "It's time", Tianxing and Bai Qingyou turned around at the same time and looked at each other with a weird smile.

"Ask the Everstar God to recite a hymn for the Sky Fox King." Seeing that they were all smiling so brightly, Shen Henggong immediately nodded with satisfaction and looked at Tianxing with a smile.

Since Changxing is a god and Bai Qingyou is a fox race, they are not proficient in human poetry and attainments, so the two sides naturally do not stick to the ordinary methods of the human race to compose poems, but just read the same words and phrases according to their hearts.

Although Shen Henggong explained many questions about poetry to them, he also understood that they would not follow the rules of the human race, and writing poetry could not be learned in a short time, so he also relaxed the standards and no longer cared about this matter, and only judged who won or lost by their artistic conception, wording and rhetoric.

Tianxing cleared her throat and began to read the hymn she had written for the Celestial Fox King, and as her voice sounded, five lines of light purple words gradually appeared in the blank scenery in front of her:

There is a fox king in Qingqiu, named Bai Qingyou.

The face is like a white jade plate, illuminating the world of ten thousand demons.

Qingqing Xuanfeng said, two lines of tears.

The poor body is extremely poor, and he sighs to himself when he is lonely.

The secluded forest road is dark, and the lonely tears are dry.

Tianxing's poem, the three words of Bai Qingyou are dismantled to compose a poem, and the sentences are not beautiful, laughing at her for robbing Feng Shu, and if she is not strong, she will play a scoundrel, although it is a scolding, but it is not vulgar, but it is also interesting.

No matter how stupid Bai Qingyou was, she also heard the mockery in the poem, so her face changed, and she was about to have a seizure, but when she looked up, she saw Tianxing coming over, only to see her raise her hand and smile, Yingying said: "Fox King, I have already said that I am not very good at composing poems, I am all based on feelings, if there is anything wrong with what I wrote, please bear with the Fox King." ”

After saying this, no matter how annoyed the Sky Fox King was, he would not have an attack. Tianxing was convinced of this, so she smiled slyly at Bai Qing.

Sure enough, Bai Qing snorted coldly when he heard this, his eyes flashed with anger, but he couldn't bear to turn his head away, and said coldly: "You don't know how to compose poetry, I can see it, but I really didn't expect you to write poetry so badly." ”

Seeing her forbearance, Tianxing covered her mouth and smiled, and said quietly: "What the Fox King said is that my poems are not good, but this one is my heartfelt praise for the Fox King." ”

"You!" Hearing this, Bai Qingyou couldn't hold back any longer, she turned her head and said with an angry face, "Hehe, in this way, I want to thank you." As she spoke, she raised her head, her expression suddenly became cold, and she said aloud, "Gods, you might as well listen to the poems I wrote to you." ”

After speaking, before Tianxing could answer, she read it triumphantly, and four lines of light purple handwriting gradually appeared in front of her:

The long star is beautiful, like a peacock.

He is dressed in jade feathers and has a curved neck like a goose.

Open a screen today, open a screen tomorrow.

After encountering pheasants, open them twice a day.

"How?" After Bai Qingyu finished reading, he looked at Tianxing with a smile, "My praise is also from the bottom of my heart, is it more appropriate than yours?" ”

She didn't notice the embarrassed looks of the people around her.

As soon as this poem came out, including the two fox immortals in the land of Qingqiu, they all covered their mouths and snickered, Bai Qingyou heard their laughter, turned around and glared at them fiercely, and then turned his head and looked at Tianxing with a smug expression.

After hearing this poem, Tianxing was stunned, and then blushed, she turned her face away, coughed a few times in embarrassment, and then turned her head to look at Shen Henggong, and said, "Since the Heavenly Fox King and I have already read out the poems we composed, let's ask the patriarch to divide the winner." ”

Shen Henggong nodded when he heard this, stepped forward, raised his hand and stroked his white beard, looked at Bai Qingyou, and then looked at Tianxing, and then said in a loud voice: "I announce that the winner of the first competition is ...... The Long Star God! ”

As soon as the words fell, he saw that Bai Qingyou couldn't hold it back, and rushed forward angrily and said, "Why her?" ”

She pointed to the stars and asked Shen Henggong with an angry face: "Where is the poetry I wrote worse than hers?" Why did she win? And not me? She also wrote poems to scold me, and you don't care! Isn't it because she's the patron saint of the Charismatic Race? That's why you're so selfish, you're ......."

"Enough!" Feng Shu, who was originally standing behind Nuo Wu Ancestor, frowned when he heard this, he didn't plan to interfere, but unexpectedly, Bai Qingyou said more and more, listening to it, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward and pulled her over, "Bai Qingyou, do you know what you're talking about?" Why don't you use your brains to do things, and you blame the patriarch for the fault, do you know what you wrote? This is not worthy of being called poetry at all! ”

"Xuanlang......" Bai Qingyou saw that Feng Shu was angry again, and he was still a little confused for a while, so he could only look up at him with tears in his eyes, "What's wrong with my poem?" What's wrong? you off? You say I can't write well, but she writes well? Why don't you say it when she scolds me? I scolded her, but you felt distressed, and Shen Henggong was selfish, and you didn't help me, Xuanlang ......"

"Shut up!" Feng Shu threw off her sleeves, sighed, closed his eyes, and only opened his eyes after a while, sighed, looked at Bai Qingyou, who was still sobbing, and said helplessly, "What do I have to say before you understand?" Do you know what poetry is? Look at what you wrote, and then look at what Changxing wrote, don't you think you're vulgar? Yes, you are scolding each other and scolding each other with poetry, but even if this is the case, can you not write so vulgarly? Let someone else see the joke? Changxing's poems are certainly not good, but at least they are not like you, who speak poems directly in vulgar language, and compare her to peacocks and geese, you are really ......"

Feng Shu said the most, and then he couldn't say anything, he was silent, and finally stopped talking, but glanced at Bai Qingyou with a disappointed expression, turned around and returned to Nuo Wu Ancestor, and said with a faint look in his eyes: "In short, you have already lost, don't say more, and if you really don't know poetry at all, then I advise you to admit defeat as soon as possible, so as not to make jokes." (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )