"Gongzi Yue is really bold, he dares to say that he wants to overwhelm our poor disciples alone, it is really ridiculous and arrogant!" A student suddenly walked out of the cold door, and Tie Qing said sarcastically to Yue Feng with a blue face. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's ridiculous or not, just try it, words are the most powerless counterattack!" Yue Feng glanced at the Hanmen students contemptuously, and replied calmly, looking unconcerned, and his rampant posture also made the Hanmen disciples even more annoyed.

"Good!" The poor student gritted his teeth and said: "Since Gongzi Yue is so confident, then let me understand it, we will compare the proposition just set by the Seventh Imperial Princess, please advise on a clumsy work!" The clouds and the wind are faint and hurt...."

"Alright, don't say it!" Without waiting for the poor student to finish finishing the poem he had made, Yue Feng hurriedly interrupted the other party's words.

"What's the matter, is the son-in-law who is famous in the capital ready to admit defeat just after hearing a sentence?" The poor students thought that Yue Feng was frightened by his first poem and was timid to admit defeat, so he couldn't help but show a look of smugness and ridicule on his face.

Yue Feng looked at the smug appearance of the poor student lightly, burst out laughing, and said with extreme disdain: "I'm afraid of you, what kind of thing are you, no matter what I say Yue Feng, I am famous in the capital, and everyone knows it; And you, hmph, a student who has never heard of it wants to compare with me, are you worthy! ”

At this moment, time was pressing, where did Yue Feng have kung fu to compete with the children of the Han Sect one by one, so he continued to behave extremely arrogantly, hitting the other party mercilessly, trying to avoid wasting time to compare one by one, and preparing to smash Huanglong.

"You..."

When has a student from a poor family ever been humiliated like this, Yue Feng's extremely disdainful words came into his ears, as if he was being slapped naked continuously, the student trembled, wanted to say something but was so angry that he couldn't speak, he could only tremble with his right hand and keep pointing at Yue Feng in the air, expressing his anger.

"What are you, I don't have the time to waste time with you here, get out of the way!" Yue Feng didn't even glance at the Hanmen student, turned to face Su Yufeng, who was already stunned, and said with a malicious smile: "Brother Su, you and I are old acquaintances, why don't you take the place of Hanmen and try to compete with me?" ”

"This..."

Su Yufeng was a little hesitant, he really wanted to be able to take over the invitation to fight on behalf of the poor students, if he won, he would definitely be famous, but if he lost, I was afraid that he would be repeatedly criticized by the poor students; And he has also seen the poems made by Yue Feng, each of them is shocking to everyone, subtle or not, to be honest, his heart is a little empty, but he is really unwilling to let go of such an opportunity to become famous.

Although he had only seen Su Yufeng a few times, Yue Feng had already seen the other party's personality clearly, Su Yufeng was a master who chased fame, wanted to become the center of the crowd everywhere, and was sought after by people, looking at the other party's hesitant expression, Yue Feng knew what the other party was thinking roughly, what the other party lacked was just being pushed again.

Thinking of this, the corners of Yue Feng's mouth quietly pulled up a weird smile, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said loudly: "Although Yue Mou looks down on the children of the Han Sect, there are still some talented people in the Han Sect, such as Brother Su, Brother Su's name as a talented man resounded throughout the north and south, no one knows, who among the children of the Han Sect has a reputation that can be compared with you, not to mention that it was Brother Su who replaced the Han Sect to take the Seven Princes' competition, if it is someone else who compares with Yue, I am afraid it will be difficult to convince the public!" ”

Yue Feng kept touting Su Yufeng, trying to make the other party get carried away, but Su Yufeng didn't have a hot head at the moment, he understood the weight of this responsibility, although he wanted to agree, he still turned around and asked the opinions of other poor students.

The Hanmen students exchanged for a while, and finally decided to let Su Yufeng represent them, after all, they had already recognized Su Yufeng's leadership before, and his reputation was also the highest among the Hanmen disciples on the scene, and no one could convince the public except him.

Su Yufeng, who was supported by all the students from the poor family, was happy and his eyebrows were about to fly away from his face, and he immediately said impatiently to Yue Feng: "Su Mou is invited by Brother Yue to fight on behalf of the children of the poor family, so I don't know what we are talking about?" ”

"Previously, since the Seventh Imperial Concubine has decided to use the word 'sorrow' to make poems, how about we continue to use this competition?" Yue Feng slapped his palm with a folding fan and said loudly, he still decided to use this to compete, after all, this is the most time-saving, if he asks the question again, I am afraid that he will waste some effort.

"Okay, then use this, but the three sticks of incense have been too long, how about we have one stick of incense?" Here Su Yufeng is playing a small trick, when Yue Feng played the piano just now, he had already thought about half a pillar of incense, had a clue, and also wrote a few sentences, only missing the broken tail; But if Yue Feng was given time to make three incense sticks at this moment, it was inevitable that the other party would really come up with some wonderful poems, so he was ready to limit Yue Feng's time to think so as to win the game.

"A stick of incense is too long, let's just burn this half column of incense, burn the incense and stop the pen together, so that everyone present can evaluate it!"

At this moment, Yue Feng, who was so anxious, could not wait for a stick of incense for so long, pointing to the incense that had already been half burned, and directly shortened the time to half a column, if it was not made immediately, it would look very demonic, and it would inevitably make people suspicious, he hated to write it immediately; But if you do that, you're afraid you'll lose the game right away.

Comparing poems to poems, comparing is to make poems on the spot, and if you write it immediately, it will only make people suspect that you are taking out what you have done before and using it now, isn't it unfair that you compare what you wrote before with what others are doing? So even if someone uses the previous one, they have to pretend to think for a while, after all, everyone is not brainless, and they will not be stupid enough to believe that someone can publish a proposition on the spot and immediately make exquisite poems.

After all, writing poetry is not buying vegetables, it is necessary to take into account the artistic conception, emotion, rhyme, transition, connection and other content, and this requires time to think repeatedly, and rapid creation can only make people doubt rather than marvel.

Although the time of the half-pillar incense is also very short, it can still be accepted, not to mention that Yue Feng has already thought of his own words, so it will not make people suspicious.

"Half a pillar of incense?" Su Yufeng looked at Yue Feng in surprise and said, "Brother Yue, isn't the time of half a pillar of incense a little too short!" ”