Mo Xianyun knows Cen Xiyan better than anyone here!

They used to talk late at night, up to astronomy, down to geography, as well as the customs of various countries, understanding of facts, etc., they talked about too much, he had a wide range of knowledge and lofty vision, and he was pleasantly surprised and amazed by her extensive knowledge and lofty vision!

Moreover, Mo Xianyun also thinks that what he knows about her is just the tip of the iceberg! In his eyes, she is a huge treasure trove, no matter how much she digs it, there is no end to it.

and the two songs he has heard her sing are strange and wonderful, and the words are free and easy, in his opinion, that is her work, how can a person who can sing such a tune, how can he be a person without literary talent!

How could such a wonderful and talented girl be stumped by such a small poetic meeting!

Therefore, Mo Xianyun was not worried that Cen Xiyan would be difficult at all, but he was a little conflicted at the moment, and he was a little looking forward to Cen Xiyan's performance, but he was a little reluctant to let others find out that she was good.

As a result, Mo Xianyun was calm on the surface, but he was a little entangled in his heart......

If Cen Xiyan knew that Mo Xianyun had such confidence in her, she must have been very entangled, astronomy and geography, customs and humanities, and the depth of looking at things, etc., it was because of her knowledge of her past life and present life and the accumulation of life reading that made her so knowledgeable and miscellaneous.

In fact, any modern person, even if he only has a diploma of a middle school student, wears it to ancient times, and in terms of knowledge alone, modern people must be stronger than most ancient people, which is the advantage of receiving a comprehensive education and the influence of the information age from an early age.

But if it is compared to poetry and lyrics, she is a modern person who has received modern education, and she is really not comparable to these ancients who have dealt with poetry since childhood.

Unless...... She plagiarized those famous sentences of the ages!

Now, Lin Xiaoyu challenged him, Cen Xiyan frowned, still hesitating, she really didn't want to steal other people's works and say that they were her own, she was afraid that after her death, those celebrities would come to her to settle accounts!

Or just say that she won't make a show and is purely here to make soy sauce?

Although she knew that if she said so, she would definitely receive disdain, contempt, ridicule, and contempt from everyone...... And so on all kinds of negative eyes.

But for this, she actually doesn't care, she can't write poetry, she doesn't feel anything to be ashamed of.

These noble girls and noble sons are all people who have been immersed in poetry for many years, she is a little girl who "grew up in the countryside", there is nothing to criticize without this kind of literary talent, right?

Even if you despise her and look down on her, so what? There will be no shortage of meat!

She will not feel that she is inferior to others because of this, inferior to others, poetry or something, improper eating and drinking, nothing more than cultivating sentiment, or taking out capital to show off. Yes, it's the icing on the cake, no, and it doesn't matter.

And what she knows, others don't know, there is no comparison between her and them!

Cen Xiyan was adding psychological construction to herself in her heart, Lin Xiaoyu saw that she didn't speak for a long time, and couldn't help urging again, "What?" Is Miss Cen Liu still thinking? It seems that there is really an amazing work! Would you like to give you more time? Perhaps, after a long period of deliberation, the more high-quality it is......"

These words sound polite, but everyone can hear them, and there is a faint sense of mockery.

Jin Fang and Cen Xiyan's faces were not good-looking, and they couldn't hide their anger when they looked at Lin Xiaoyu.

Cen Xihan lightly hooked the corners of his lips, picked up the teacup, and pretended to drink tea to hide the smile on his lips.

Cen Xifen bent her eyes, looking in a good mood, and did not hide her gloating at all.

Mo Xianyun Lin Xiaoyu's words were not good, so he couldn't help but look at Lin Xiaoyu, a pair of starry eyes, flashing with two cold and faint cold lights.

Lin Xiaoyu couldn't resist Mo Xianyun's gaze, his heart suddenly tightened, and a layer of wet sweat involuntarily broke out in his palms!

She secretly regretted it in her heart, she shouldn't have said such obvious sarcastic words, it seemed that she was a little sharp, and the eyes of the Rui prince were really cold and made people's hearts tremble!

But at this time, it was too late to take back her words, she could only look at Cen Xiyan and force her to look at her with her eyes, so that she could react as soon as possible.

Cen Xiyan's lips moved slightly, and he was about to speak, but at this time, Mo Manlu couldn't help it and interjected.

Mo Manlu pursed the corners of his mouth, snorted coldly, and said, "Cen Xiyan, when do you want everyone to wait?" Everyone in this room, but everyone has more than two poems, so you can't not even write one poem for such a long time, right? Her so-called "everyone" naturally did not include Mo Xianyun, and she subconsciously excluded Mo Xianyun.

The others heard Mo Manlu's language disease, and of course they wouldn't find it out at this time.

Cen Xiyan sighed helplessly in his heart, and had to speak: "I'm sorry, everyone's poems are too exciting, I've been fascinated by listening to them, and I really haven't thought about how to do my poems." ”

Hearing Cen Xiyan admit that he didn't write poetry at all, many people present widened their eyes, and they were stunned at first, and then realized that this Miss Cen Liu, I'm afraid she is really not good at poetry.

Some people can't help but show contempt and disdain in their eyes.

Jin Fang and Cen Xiqin both collapsed, and their hearts were over, they didn't help Cen Xiyan, but they still made her embarrassed in front of everyone......

Cen Hongmian closed his eyes, secretly blaming himself in his heart, he knew that several sisters were going to participate in the poetry meeting, he asked the sixth sister in advance, you must know that she is really not good at poetry, he can make two poems in advance, let her memorize them, and respond to emergencies today! But it's too late to regret it now......

Mo Junxuan raised his eyebrows, a little unconvinced, on the way back to Beijing, the parrot that Cen Xiyan raised, and the few wonderful poems about snow that he read, were she really not doing it? Did she really listen to someone else's reading and give it to the parrot??

Mo Xianyun also glanced at Cen Xiyan with some surprise, not quite understanding what she was planning, but there was still not too much worry in her eyes.

Cen Xihan secretly glanced at Mo Xianyun, and seeing that his expression hadn't changed much, he couldn't help but be a little disappointed, and hoped that Cen Xiyan's ugliness would be even greater!

Mo Manlu listened to Cen Xiyan's words, sneered again, and said in a sharp and piercing voice: "Is it really that you are fascinated by everyone's poetry and forget that you want to compose poetry, or do you not know how to compose poetry at all?" ”

This is not to leave Cen Xiyan with any face, it is really excessive! Cen Hongmian, Jin Muchen and the others couldn't help frowning.

At this time, Lin Xiaoyu smiled again, "It's okay, Miss Cen Liu didn't care about composing poetry before, and now she is in a hurry." After a pause, he said as if he was thinking about Cen Xiyan: "If Miss Cen Liu is not good at writing poems about Yongxue and Yongmei, then we can come up with another topic for Miss Cen Liu!" ”