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"Withered vines and old trees, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, ancient roads and west wind thin horses!" This is "Tianjingsha Autumn Thoughts".

"It will be at the top of the mountain, and you can see all the mountains at a glance!" This is Du Fu's "Wangyue", just like Qi Ning overlooking everyone at this time.

"There are no colorful phoenix wings, and the heart is a little clear!" This is Li Shangyin's word.

In a moment, Qi Ning had already chanted more than twenty poems in a row, and everyone was dumbfounded, they had never heard a word of the poems that came out of Qi Ning's mouth, but everyone knew that those were indeed extremely beautiful sentences.

The poems that Qi Ning chanted out were obviously unrestrained, they seemed to be really easy to come by, chic and boundless, and the most terrifying thing was that these more than 20 exquisite poems, between each one, there was not even a pause, Qi Ning occasionally slowed down, just to see that Xiao Yao's writing could not keep up.

"I want to go back by the wind, and I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, the height is too cold, dance to figure out the shadow, how to hope that people will last a long time in the world, thousands of miles together!"

After Qi Ning chanted the thirty-sixth poem, he felt a little dry in his throat, and beckoned to Qionglin Academy to get water, but the girls of Qionglin Academy were also stunned, and there was no reaction at all for a while.

The whole venue was silent.

It was Ximen Wuxian and Zhuo Qingyang, and their faces were full of shock and disbelief.

Throughout the ages, there are actually not a few literati and writers who can write wonderful words and sentences, and there are many strange people in the world, but they can write thirty-six poems in one breath, and they are not panting and heartbeat, and I am afraid that there has never been one in the past.

Although many of the people present could not write clever poems, they were able to distinguish between good and bad poems.

There is no doubt that any of the 36 poems that Qi Ning chanted on the spot is a top masterpiece that can be passed on to all directions.

However, this little marquis actually threw out one after another like pulling radishes in the field, although there were inevitably some strange sentences in these poems, that was because everyone present did not know the allusions to the existence of another time and space world, but everyone was already confused by the horror in their minds.

Feeling the silence around him, Qi Ning looked around and found that countless pairs of eyes were staring at him, almost every face was full of horror, such an expression was actually expected by Qi Ning, he didn't want to be like this, but these old guys made him very unhappy, all along, Qi Ning has always followed a simple philosophy of life, when others make him uncomfortable, he will make the other party even more uncomfortable, so he threw out thirty-six poems in public like dumplings.

He knew it was enough.

Quiet, deathly quiet, no one seems to dare to be the first to break such silence.

Qi Ning tidied up the clothes on his body, put his hands behind his back, turned around, faced Xiao Mo, the dean of Yunshan Academy, smiled faintly, and asked, "Dean Xiao, among these poems, I don't know how many of them belong to you?" ”

Xiao Mo's face was pale, his body had already begun to tremble, and suddenly, a strange sound came out of his throat, he raised his hand and grabbed it in the void, his eyes rolled over, and he fell backwards, fortunately, someone behind him hurriedly grabbed it, and before Xiao Mo fell to the ground, he held on, and the disciples of Yunshan Academy hurriedly rushed forward and shouted: "Dean Dean!" ”

Qi Ning let out a cold snort and turned to look at Yin Shiqi, but found that Yin Shiqi didn't know when he was already sitting on the ground, his expression was stiff, his mouth was open, but he couldn't speak.

"I said that writing poems and lyrics is just a text, and some things don't need to be experienced, they can still be expressed in words." Qi Ning sighed: "The beauty of the text lies in the imagination, which can be integrated into the boundless imagination. You are all the deans of the Great Academy, teaching and educating people, and you have even taken the wrong path from the beginning, how can you let your disciples go on the right path? ”

People who heard Qi Ning's words immediately believed without hesitation that some things really don't need to be experienced, and they can still evolve into beautiful words.

If everyone still regarded Qi Ning as a thief who plagiarized poetry, but at this moment, the hat on Qi Ning's head did not need to be justified at all, and it had quietly passed away from Qi Ning's head.

A genius who can throw out thirty-six wonderful poems in one go, would he still plagiarize one of Xiao Mo's poems? This is like a literati who can write huge works, and still cares about the rights and wrongs of a few paragraphs in the book?

On the contrary, Xiao Mo and Yin Shiqi don't need any proof, most people cast a disdain and disdain on these two predecessors in the literary world.

None of the people present were stupid people, if Qi Ning didn't have these thirty-six poems, even if Qi Ning explained them in a thousand ways, it would be difficult to change the situation, and he would definitely be deducted from the name of a thief, but these thirty-six poems were thrown out, and all the slander and framing on Qi Ning's head would be clarified instantly.

As soon as many people's minds calm down, they can think of the strange things.

As we all know, the Eight Academies have always been prejudiced against Qionglin Academy, and this Jinghua Festival, seeing that Qi Ning led Qionglin Academy to amaze the four, and even had the possibility of winning the championship, the Eight Academies naturally couldn't sit still.

Although a very small number of people still wondered why Xiao Mo's poems that had not been circulated were obtained by Qi Ning, after all, the status and prestige of Xiao Mo and Yin Shiqi in the literary world made it really impossible for people to be suspicious of them, so everyone still trusted these two people.

At this time, it suddenly dawned on him that these two people obviously wanted to use their status and prestige in the literary world to kill Qi Ning and even Qionglin Academy.

If it weren't for Qi Ning's 36 poems thrown out today, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Some people secretly thought that these two old deans were also famous in the world, but they didn't expect to do such a thing, and they took the risk of framing Qi Ning, which can be regarded as bold.

Qi Ning can write thirty-six poems in one go, of course, it is impossible to plagiarize Xiao Mo's poems, then Xiao Mo and Yin Shiqi can only lie, everyone is disdainful in their hearts, but they also have pity, knowing that the reputation that these two old guys have accumulated in half their lives has been ruined this time, and the evening is not guaranteed.

Several other deans of the Eight Great Academies also wanted to see the good show of Qionglin Academy, but they didn't expect the situation to reverse, and they secretly rejoiced in their hearts, fortunately, they didn't get involved.

However, in this way, Xiao Mo and Yin Shiqi can also be regarded as being ridiculed by the world.

Xue Danqing of Longchi Academy was also secretly afraid, thinking that fortunately what he said just now was not much, otherwise Longchi Academy would be afraid that it would also be unlucky.

Everyone understands people, Xiao Mo was annoyed and ashamed, fainted, and the faces of the disciples of Yunshan Academy were dull, embarrassed, where did they have the heart to continue at this time, so they could only carry Xiao Mo with their hands and feet and leave quickly.

Seeing the disciples of Yunshan Academy leaving, the Qionglu Academy all flocked to Yin Shiqi's side, Yin Shiqi's face was like ashes, before the thirty-six masterpieces of Qi Ning, there was no longer the slightest confidence to fight, and at this moment, the Yunshan Academy had been withdrawn, and there was no face to stay in the venue, and he was surrounded by the disciples of the Qionglu Academy, and he also left in a hurry, and he didn't even have the face to say goodbye to Yuan Ning'an and other judges.

In the blink of an eye, two of the eight major academies were gone, vacating a lot of places.

At this time, there was a whispered discussion in the four places, and the topics were nothing more than two things, either they were amazed at Qi Ning's genius, or they were mocking the deans of the eight great academies for colluding to frame Qi Ning and doing such despicable things, so that the remaining major academies were also a little embarrassed.

At this moment, no one doubts Qi Ning's talent.

Many people have also heard rumors about the fool in brocade, and when they saw the real person today, they all smiled, thinking that it was better to be famous than to meet, and those who had slandered Qi Ning as a fool in brocade were obviously someone with ulterior motives to spread rumors and deliberately smear the Marquis of Jinyi's mansion.

If a fool can crack the ancient game of chess, and can write more than 30 poems in one go, and each of them is a wonderful product, then wouldn't the disciples of the Eight Great Academies and the people who read the whole world not even be as good as fools?

Those who have seen Qi Ning's literary brilliance with their own eyes are convinced that although there is no such literary genius in the past 100 years, I am afraid that in the next 100 years, no one will be able to surpass Jinyihou.

Xue Danqing came back to his senses for a long time, still a little embarrassed, raised his hands high, signaled everyone to calm down, and reluctantly smiled: "Everyone, the third round of the competition is over, everyone is also looking at it, this third round, the little marquis and the little marquis are geniuses, let me wait for an eye-opener, so!" ”

Before he finished speaking, someone in the crowd had already shouted: "Dean Xue, today's book club, it seems that there is no need to compare any further, Qionglin Academy has three consecutive rounds, and the rounds are brilliant, so it is naturally the champion of this book club." ”

As soon as this person shouted, all of them suddenly shouted together, regardless of whether everyone was prejudiced against Qionglin Academy in this women's academy, but after three rounds today, Qi Ning's performance had deeply impressed all the readers present, and Qionglin Academy won the book club crown, which was already expected.

Xue Danqing waved his hand continuously, but just now he spoke up for Xiao Mo, although he was not completely involved, his prestige was still somewhat damaged, and no one paid attention to it for a while.

It wasn't until Yuan Ning'an got up that everyone calmed down, Xue Danqing waited for everyone to calm down, and then said helplessly: "Everyone, there are no rules, there is no circle, the book meeting is not over yet, everyone should be restless, maybe the fourth round of the little marquis can still bring us surprises." ”

When everyone heard this, they were really interested.

In the first three rounds of today's book fair, Qi Ning surprised everyone in each round, and this last round of competition and painting skills, but I don't know what new things Qi Ning can bring.

In fact, at this point, even if Qi Ning has some unexpected performance, everyone will no longer feel strange.

Xiao Yao had carefully sorted out the written poems at this time, and brought them back to Qi Ning's case, and when Qi Ning returned to the seat, the girls of Qionglin Academy all looked at Qi Ning with a look of admiration, it was Su Zixuan, and their eyes became very different from before.

Qi Ning was calm and calm, his eyes swept over the venue, but he caught a glimpse of Jiang Suiyun sitting in the crowd, Jiang Suiyun was also looking at Qi Ning at this time, and as soon as the two made eye contact, it was like a blade colliding, cold and seeping.