Shen Lang said, deliberately exposing the muscles hidden under his clothes, and it seemed that he would burst out at any time.

Nangong Rui was really a little scared, he felt that his head might not be as big as Shen Lang's biceps.

Although it was said that Nangong Rou and Mo Tianxin were from Beiyue's side, they instantly blossomed when they saw Nangong Rui's momentum that was obviously suppressed by Shen Lang.

Nangong Rui's face was a little ugly and said: "Brother Shen's lip kung fu is really powerful, I hope that Brother Shen's style can be on par with your lip kung fu in the future." ”

Shen Lang glanced at Nangong Rui indifferently, as if he was too lazy to take care of Nangong Rui.

Jiao Xi took out a small note from the wooden box, opened it and read it aloud: "Xia! ”

Summer?

Everyone in the National Education Academy suddenly felt that this topic was somewhat familiar, and if they thought about it carefully, wasn't this a poem title that came out during the election of the National Education Academy?

Some of the people in the National Academy are happy and some are pity, and they are happy that Nangong Rui was also present at the time of the election, although he participated in the election of painting at that time, but as a wonderful little poet, he must have done poems on this theme on the spot at that time, which is simply a question to be given.

And it's a pity that Lu Ye's poem at that time was really good, if it was Lu Ye who went up today, then Lu Ye would definitely win by directly using the previous poem!

However, now that Lu Ye is sitting below, he has not even entered the delegation, and no matter how much he talks about it now, it is a pity that there is no way to do it.

When Nangong Rou and Mo Tianxin heard this topic, they subconsciously looked at Lu Ye next to them, because of Mo Tianxin's physical reasons, they couldn't see the poem written by Lu Ye, but since Lu Ye entered the general election, it must be a very good poem.

Lu Ye always had a faint smile on his face, and he couldn't tell his mood at this moment.

Nangong Rou only thinks that the system of caring about identity is particularly bad, the teaching philosophy of the National Education Academy and Jixia Academy is two extremes, the National Education Academy is mainly to cultivate the children of high-ranking officials and some particularly outstanding poor nobles, but even if those poor nobles are lucky enough to enter the National Education Academy, they will not get many opportunities to show themselves, because which opportunities will be given to the children of high-ranking officials first, and finally the children of high-ranking officials will choose the rest for those poor nobles.

And Jixia Academy is that no matter who passes the entrance exam, you can enter Jixia Academy, but Jixia Academy has a credit system, and the rules of the college are strict, if you make a mistake, the corresponding credits will be deducted, if the credits are deducted, then you can get out of Jixia Academy, and the next five generations are not allowed to participate in the entrance examination of Jixia Academy, even if it is the children of the official family, once found, Jixia Academy can report the list of violators to the government.

Both academies are wonderful.

Before a quarter of an hour arrived, Nangong Rui and Shen Lang put down their pens at the same time, the two glanced at each other, and an invisible lightning flashed between the two, this is the smell of gunpowder!

Jiao Xi looked at the emperor sitting on the top seat, got the emperor's eyes, turned his head to look at Nangong Rui and Shen Lang and asked, "Both of you have already finished answering?" ”

"Yes!"

Shen Lang and Nangong Rui said in unison.

Jiao Xi then snuffed out the incense used to keep time, walked in front of the two, put away the paper in front of the two, and Jiao Xi looked at him with some confusion after seeing Nangong Rui's poems.

Nangong Rui avoided the eyes of the teacher, and the teacher paused for a moment to take away the paper in front of Nangong Rui.

Nangong Rui's gaze followed the poem in his hand, and he suddenly swallowed nervously.

The teacher first brought the poems to the emperor, and the emperor nodded with satisfaction after seeing the two poems, and said: "It seems that the talents of the two are really equal." ”

Then the emperor asked Jiao Xi to read out the two poems, and Jiao Xi looked at the emperor with some embarrassment, but in the end he didn't say anything, he still didn't get into trouble.

Jiao Xi took the lead in reading Shen Lang's poem: "The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the sunshine, the little lotus shows its sharp corners, and there are dragonflies standing on its head." Shen Lang. ”

After teaching and reading, everyone present was surprised that Shen Lang could really write such a poem under such a rough appearance!

Nangong Rou frowned slightly when she heard this poem, which was the work of another famous poet in her world.

Mo Tianxin touched Nangong Rou with his arm and said, "Eh, this Shen Lang really can't see it, sure enough, you can't look at the surface." ”

Nangong Rou smiled and nodded: "That's right, if you judge a person by their appearance, this kind of behavior is too low-end, the appearance is given by the parents, but the personality and character are all mastered by yourself." ”

The teacher put Shen Lang's poems on the table and began to read Nangong Rui's poems aloud.

Nangong Rui swallowed his saliva a little nervously, and the fingers hidden in the wide sleeves were very uneasy to clasp the table.

He didn't expect Shen Lang to really be able to write such excellent poems, fortunately this time he kept an eye on it, the delegation of Jixia Academy is usually a freak who looks unreliable and is actually very strong, and he has also seen the anthology conference before.

Only this time, he didn't have much confidence.

Every movement of the teaching was like slow motion in Nangong Rui's eyes, a drop of sweat slipped from Nangong Rui's forehead, Shen Lang looked at Nangong Rui lightly, how did he feel that Nangong Rui was a little out of state?

Jiao Xi picked up Nangong Rui's poem and read it aloud: "After all, in the middle of June in the West Lake, the scenery is not the same as the four seasons, the lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red. ”

Nangong Rui's name was not said in this teaching.

As soon as the teacher finished reading aloud, the people on the side of the National Education Institute were suddenly as quiet as death.

The people in the other academies all felt that this poem was slightly better than Shen Lang's, and they all began to praise Nangong Rui, but they were not only surprised to see that the people from the National Academy next to them did not have a trace of applause.

Isn't Nangong Rui's poem worthy of the National Academy of Education to applaud him?

Nangong Rou and Mo Tianxin were a little surprised by the dead silence on the side of the National Religious Academy, this poem was obviously much higher than the one written by Nangong Rui against Bu Zhongyao, why didn't these people speak?

"Didn't Lu Ye write this poem when he participated in the election that day?"

"Why did Nangong Rui use Lu Ye's poems?"

There was a whisper in the crowd, Nangong Rou caught it sharply, Nangong Rou looked at Lu Ye with an indifferent face and asked, "Nangong Rui's poem was written by you?" ”

Lu Ye nodded silently when he heard Nangong Rou's inquiry, and admitted: "It was written by Xiaosheng during the election that day. ”

Nangong Rou frowned, is this Nangong Rui plagiarizing?

This world is different from Nangong Rou's world, in Nangong Rou's world, these two poems that amaze everyone are all from two other famous poets.