Yao Ping's domineering words, everyone was shocked, what contempt this is. Listening to other people's ears is like Luo Cheng's order.

Yao Ping was vigorous, and Wu Yu and the three of them couldn't help but change color slightly, feeling a lot of pressure.

When everyone saw Yao Ping's appearance, they knew that the son of the world that Yao Fang just said must be Luo Cheng. Everyone's eyes were focused on where Yao Fangcai was, looking at Luo Cheng.

A sharp gaze swept in, Luo Cheng was unmoved, he was light, as if he didn't realize it. Such an aura wants to suppress him? It's too much to underestimate him.

You must know that he not only writes poems and lyrics, but also a person who practices martial arts. In the barracks, the monstrous power displayed by the Snapdragon Army is enough to crush all the scholars present.

Wu Yu's face showed surprise, his expression changed slightly, he barely kept smiling, and said: "Luo Gongzi is really not ordinary, he is so domineering when he comes forward."

When Luo Cheng heard this, he couldn't help laughing, he got up and walked to Yao Ping's side, his eyes raised slightly, and his tone was indifferent: "If you want to challenge, let's solve the problem!"

Wu Yu was annoyed in his heart, Luo Cheng looked like this, he really didn't take them seriously. Compared with Luo Cheng, their appearance was a little annoyed and angry.

Wu Yu sneered, and said in a cold tone: "Luo Gongzi is so confident, since this is the case, today we have to ask Luo Gongzi for advice."

Luo Cheng's eyes swept slightly, and he returned directly to Yao Ping, without the slightest urgency, and seemed to have completely ignored Wu Yu and the three of them. With such a look, even everyone present couldn't help but change color, this Luo Cheng was really too arrogant.

Wu Yu took a deep breath, Fang Cai slowly returned to flatness, his eyes were cold, and he said: "You should know that Luo Gongzi has already agreed, it is not us who deceives!"

Everyone also looked at each other, not knowing where Luo Cheng got such confidence. If you win, it's fine, but if you lose, no one will be in your eyes, and you will definitely become the laughing stock of the world.

"The first question starts with ...... Write a poem on the theme of Min Nong. Wu Yu looked at Luo Cheng coldly, with provocation and playfulness in his eyes.

Yes, this is the topic that Wu Yu and they prepared. They were prepared for this. And in their opinion, how could Luo Cheng, as the prince of the palace, understand these things?

If you haven't even experienced these things, how can you write realistic poetry? This question is not for anything else, it is just for Luo Cheng.

Wu Yu smiled and said, "If you are interested, you can also compose poems, and we will review them together later and make a final decision."

Everyone was speechless, who could enter the Fu Restaurant, which one was an ordinary person? They have never even done rough work, how can they write poems of compassion for the peasants, if they are forced to do it, and when the time comes, it will not be satisfactory, but it will only increase the laughing stock.

However, what Wu Yu didn't see was that when Luo Cheng heard the word Min Nong, he almost couldn't hold back a mouthful of water and squirted out, what does it mean? Do you want to be an actor? I don't pay.

Yao Ping, who was beside him, saw Luo Cheng's strange appearance, and couldn't help but be a little worried, and whispered: "Shizi, do you want to be ......a subordinate?"

Luo Cheng waved his hand and said, "Don't, they want to trick me with this!" They thought that because I didn't go through farming, I naturally couldn't write about compassion for farmers, but they didn't know it...... Hehe. ”

Luo Cheng sneered twice, this is your own death, no wonder me. In Beiping, although Wang Jie and others are also painting, he has never seen anyone with such a strange style of painting death.

This song of mercy for farmers, even if there is no system bonus, Luo Cheng can easily remember it. This poem is catchy, simple and easy to memorize, but it is also meaningful. Although it is only a few words, it has already exhausted the hardships of farming.

With the answer in his heart, Luo Cheng smiled calmly, originally Yao Ping was still worried, but seeing Luo Cheng so calm at this moment, he was also relaxed. Luo Cheng will never be untargeted, and Luo Cheng's self-confidence gives him confidence.

"Heh, have you given up yet?" Wu Yu sneered, spread out the pen and ink in front of him, and wrote hard. He thought, why do you come from a noble family and enjoy so many privileges? Today, you Luo Cheng is my stepping stone for Wu Yu.

Zhang Hui and Deng Liang also began to pick up the pen, but Deng Liang glanced at Luo Cheng obliquely, with a hidden worry in his heart. He didn't know where this feeling came from, but he didn't dare to take it lightly.

This question was written by Wu Yu, and it can be said that before today, the three of them had made a lot of preparations for it. Among the many attempts, I picked out the most satisfying one.

At the moment, they are just copying it on paper, and it doesn't take much time at all.

Yes, in just a moment, the three of them have become poems.

Wu Yu straightened up, looked at Luo Cheng and said, "I've finished writing the three of us, I don't know when Luo Gongzi wants to do it, or I don't know where to start at all?"

Luo Cheng raised his eyelids, nodded indifferently, and said softly: "Bring pen and ink."

Yao Ping shouted: "Take pen and ink!"

Well, Yao Pingcheng has a megaphone. But I have to say that Luo Cheng's performance was very compelling, and everyone present looked at Luo Cheng in surprise, thinking, is this Luo Cheng really in his chest?

Wu Yu secretly gritted his teeth, resentful in his heart, in his opinion, Luo Cheng was just a bluff, and he could expose Luo Cheng's true face later.

Soon, someone sent the pen, ink and paper inkstone to Luo Cheng's desk, and Luo Cheng slowly lifted the pen, but when the pen touched the paper. The pen in Luo Cheng's hand swung like a swimming dragon.

It's for, it's like a shocking dance!

Wu Yu was stunned, he was shocked in his heart, he naturally believed in himself, but if Luo Cheng really wrote a poem about compassion for farmers, or even better than them, what should he do?

But at this moment, in front of everyone's eyes, Wu Yu didn't dare to move lightly, he looked at Luo Cheng with coldness in his eyes.

Luo Cheng picked up the pen for a short time, and then stopped, and the speed was much faster than that of Wu Yu and the others.

Luo Cheng sat down, his expression was so forward, unmoved. He said in a flat tone: "The poem has been written, and you can start."

I have to say that Luo Cheng's hanging sample made Wu Yu very unhappy, but Wu Yu was that Luo Cheng had no choice but to grit his teeth secretly in his heart.

"Okay, since Luo Gongzi has become a poem, I will review it with all of you, and judge it accordingly!" Wu Yu suppressed his anger and said to everyone.

Soon, someone took Luo Cheng's poems and hung them at a height visible to everyone together with the poems of the three for everyone to appreciate.

Originally, Wu Yu still kept smiling, but when time passed, Wu Yu's face changed slightly, and he found that everyone's eyes were looking at one place, and there was Luo Cheng's "Compassion for Nong".

"How so?" Wu Yu didn't want to believe it, and he also looked at Luo Cheng's song "Compassion for Nong".

"At noon on hoe day,

Sweat drops down the soil.

Who knows the Chinese food on the plate,

Every grain is hard. ”

The whole poem is only two crosses, but it is a story of the hardships of farming, and it also plays a role in alerting the world, and the charm is far from being comparable to the poems of the three people.

At this moment, the high and low are immediately visible!