The crowd walked into the venue one after another, today is the second day of the anthology conference, and it is also the beginning of the real anthology conference.

Today's content is "Poetry Club".

As the name suggests, today's main event is to chant poems and make them right, which is completely a display venue for great talents.

The delegations of each academy sat in the middle, and the upper position was the royal family of Beiyue, and the melon-eating masses like Nangong Rou sat behind the delegation.

The delegation in front of Nangong Rou and Mo Tianxin was the delegation of the National Academy of Education and several other unknown small academies.

Mo Tianxin seemed to want to see a hole in Nangong Qing'er's back, and took a vicious bite of the pear and said, "The position that Nangong Qing'er is sitting in now was originally Lu Ye!" ”

"Miss Mo San will talk about Xiaosheng again?"

As soon as Mo Tianxin's words fell, a voice suddenly came from beside her.

Mo Tianxin turned around in surprise and found that Lu Ye didn't know when he was sitting next to her.

"Ah, you...... When did you sit down? ”、

Mo Tianxin asked.

Lu Ye smiled slightly, and clasped his fists at Mo Tianxin: "Xiao Sheng has been sitting here for a long time, and Miss Mo San and Miss Nangong Er have not noticed Xiao Sheng. ”

"Eh, wait a minute," Nangong Rou suddenly interjected: "It's just that Xin Xin didn't see it, but I saw it early in the morning, don't take me with you." ”

"When did you see her?" Mo Tianxin didn't believe Nangong Rou's words, Nangong Rou saw it and didn't tell her! This is the end of the friendship of plastic flowers.

Nangong Rou said without thinking: "Just while I was sitting here. ”

"......" Mo Tianxin suddenly felt that the pears in her hand were not fragrant, and her friendship was over.

Mo Tianxin looked at Lu Ye with some embarrassment and some pity and asked, "Your position was replaced by Nangong Qing'er, aren't you uncomfortable?" ”

Lu Ye shook his head slightly, and there was no emotion in his faint smile: "Actually, what I don't mind is that gold will always shine, even if I miss this anthology conference, I will shine elsewhere." ”

Although Lu Ye was saying this to Mo Tianxin, his eyes kept looking at Nangong Rou.

But Nangong Rou was busy watching the people sent out by Jixia Academy to fight the poems, and she didn't notice what Lu Ye said at all.

Mo Tianxin was speechless for what Lu Ye said, and only after a long time did he say, "You ...... The literati just speak differently, I didn't understand a word. ”

Lu Ye smiled at Mo Tianxin again, and then stopped talking, Mo Tianxin also felt a little embarrassed, although she always felt that Lu Ye was very powerful, but they themselves did not have much intersection, Lu Ye usually had a lot of things, and he talked very little, and basically did not talk to people.

Mo Tianxin looked at Nangong Rou and felt a little bored when she looked at the poetry meeting seriously, the poetry meeting is really nothing to look at, she prefers to watch martial arts competitions, swords and swords, how handsome! How cool! What a sass!

Nangong Rou didn't want to be the first to come out when she saw that every academy, but on the side of the National Religious Academy, Nangong Rui stood up first, walked to the middle of the competition table, saluted slightly to the upper royal family, and then looked provocatively at the only academy present that was under pressure on the National Academy-Jixia Academy.

Nangong Rui said: "Nangong Rui, who is a student of the Graduate School of the Lower National Education Academy, may I be the first to open the opening for you and help you have fun." ”

"Good!"

After Nangong Rui finished speaking, the Guozisheng of the National Education Academy below suddenly became excited, Nangong Rui really gave the face of the National Education Dean, and when everyone didn't dare to come out first, Nangong Rui stood up!

Emperor Beiyue, who was above, smiled with satisfaction, and said: "It turned out to be the eldest son of the Prime Minister of Nangong's family, and his courage is commendable, but this pair of poems must be judged by two people to be interesting to compete with each other, and no one else in the delegation of your academy will come out to discuss it?" ”

Emperor Beiyue's words were undoubtedly stirring up trouble, and finally someone couldn't sit still, and a boy of the same age as Nangong Rui stood up and said: "The delegation of the Bianjiang Academy of the Xiaosheng Nanzhao Kingdom is Bu Zhongyao, and I am willing to have a discussion with the prince of Nangong." ”

"Bu Zhongyao?" Nangong Rui couldn't help but smile when he heard this name, "There is something in this name, Bu Zhongyao, it doesn't matter." ”

This Bu Zhongyao is as his name suggests, it really doesn't matter at all, the teaching gives a title "Moonlight", the time to compose the poem is a quarter of an hour, less than a quarter of an hour, Nangong Rui has already put down the pen, waiting for when Bu Zhongyao will finish writing, but when a quarter of an hour has passed, Bu Zhongyao wrote a sentence, defeating himself without a fight.

The people of Bianjiang Academy felt ashamed because of this, and they couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, they shouldn't be on the table, they should be under the table.

Bu Zhongyao returned to his delegation, and everyone rolled their eyes at him, this Bu Zhongyao really didn't have any points in his own strength. It's really a shame to throw people to Beiyue Kyoto!

The corners of Nangong Rui's mouth couldn't hide the pride, and he recited his poems and received unanimous praise.

Nangong Rui stood on the competition platform with an arrogant expression: "Who else do you want to come and learn from you?" Today is the poetry meeting, you can't sit in your place all the time and drink wine and eat meat, right? ”

Nangong Rou rolled her eyes at Nangong Rui, and said to Mo Tianxin: "Let me tell you, the arrogant soldiers will be defeated, and when Nangong Rui is unlucky!" ”

Mo Tianxin nodded approvingly: "I think so too." ”

Nangong Rui looked around, held back a smug smile and said, "Everyone, no one dares to have a discussion with Zaixia?" ”

"I'll come."

Before Nangong Rui's words fell, a lazy voice suddenly came from the phalanx of Nanzhao Academy.

The sound is not loud or small, but it is just heard by everyone.

Nangong Rou smiled mysteriously when she saw the person who spoke, Shen Lang.

Shen Lang looks very burly, and he doesn't look like he can compose poetry at all.

"Does this man really know how to write poetry? How do I feel like he's here to strike iron hahaha. ”

"It won't be the second step Zhongyao, right? Hahaha. ”

As soon as Shen Lang stood up, the crowd began to whisper, Nangong Rou looked at the person who was snickering next to him very irritably, and the cannibalistic eyes immediately made them shut up.

Shen Lang didn't seem to hear these discussions, walked to the test platform and said, "Shen Lang of the delegation of Nanzhao Jixia Academy." ”

Nangong Rui glanced at Shen Lang up and down, raised his eyebrows and said, "This Shen Brother Tai, are you sure you want to compete with me to compose poetry?" And not jousting? ”

Shen Lang looked slightly taller than Nangong Rui, Shen Lang lowered his eyes slightly and looked at Nangong Rui and said, "What? Beiyue likes to judge a person by looking at their appearance? I've been running darts outside all year round, so I'm a little darker and stronger, but I was admitted to Jixia Academy with poems, and if Nangong Gongzi wants to compete with me, it's okay, I don't mind. ”