"Old man surnamed Cheng? Do you know who he is?"

Li Shouyi pointed in the direction where Cheng Muming left, so angry that he wanted to strangle this idiot on the spot.

"I—How do I know?" Zhao Zihao whispered.

"He is Cheng Muming, Scholar Cheng!"

Li Shouyi almost roared out this sentence.

Cheng Muming?

Cheng University Students?

That old man is Cheng Muming?

For a moment, Zhao Zihao only felt that his eyes were black, as if the whole world had fallen into darkness.

Cheng Muming!

That's Cheng Muming!

He is the son of a wealthy businessman, and just now he actually scolded Cheng Muming Cheng in front of him, what a big crime he committed?

If you let your father know that you have to break his legs alive, you won't want to stand up again in this life!

"Now, you should believe that I wrote that poem, right?" Yi Chen said lightly.

At this time, when they heard this sentence again, everyone couldn't help but be silent.

The appearance of Cheng Muming just now made everyone silent, as if there was an invisible pressure that filled the whole world.

Especially the Yi Chen in front of him, who should have "no learning and no skills", was just taken by Cheng Muming.

What an honor?

It's just a dog history that has gone for eight lifetimes!

"It's just a 5,000-word Taoist scripture, even a three-year-old child can memorize it. No matter what kind of Taoist scriptures you memorize, they are only Taoist scriptures, and they have nothing to do with composing poems!"

At this time, Lin Tiancheng, who had retreated into the crowd just now, suddenly stood up.

Even if Cheng Muming stood on the platform for Yichen just now, he still couldn't swallow this breath.

"The Tao Sutra is the Tao Sutra, and composing poetry is composing poetry. Presumably, in the opinion of Cheng University, he will never generalize the two. ”

Speaking of this, the corners of Lin Tiancheng's mouth were slightly filled with a smile.

Triumphant, and rampant!

His words are tantamount to saying the words to death.

Even if Cheng Muming is optimistic about Yi Chen, he can't support him on this issue.

"That's right, it's just a memorization, what does it have to do with the eight-step poem? Plagiarism, you must be plagiarizing!"

Zhao Zihao covered half of his red and swollen face, and sprinkled all his anger on Yi Chen's body.

"Oh, with his little ability, he can still write a poem in eight steps! I'm afraid that if he doesn't lie down in the coffin, he hasn't written a single poem yet. ”

"How much ink Yi Chen has, who of us doesn't know? Anyway, I don't believe that he can write this kind of poem!"

"I don't believe it either! Where did he get the ability, it is impossible to live another twenty years!"

......

Everyone questioned.

is another eight-step poem, and it is Cheng University's face-to-face appreciation, today's Yi Chen has almost stolen everyone's limelight.

Where can this group of young and vigorous students accept it?

Not only did I not have the slightest admiration in my heart, but I was overwhelmed by deep jealousy.

Even the tone of his voice is full of a strong sour taste!

"Yi Chen, you tell you the truth, where did you get this poem from?" Li Shouyi looked even more serious, and asked again in a cold tone.

The things of the Tao Sutra are returned to the Tao Sutra.

He still doesn't believe that Yi Chen will have eight steps to become a poem, overpowering the talent of the great Confucianism in the world!

"Which of you can prove that you have seen this poem before today, from anyone else or anywhere?"

Yi Chen sneered.

It is true that this poem was not written by him, but by an ancient poet on earth.

But Yi Chen also knew very well that in the entire Xuanhuang World, apart from him, there was no one else who knew this poem.

At least, at this moment, on the Wanghu Tower, it can't exist!

"You ......"

Li Shouyi was speechless for a while.

Indeed, he has read books for most of his life, and can be described as well-read, but he has never seen such amazing and peerless poetry.

And it was a temporary question just now, and it stands to reason that Yi Chen didn't have the opportunity to prepare in advance.

"Then can you prove that you wrote it?" Can you show evidence?" Lin Tiancheng's eyes were indifferent and full of hostility.

Eight steps into a poem, even if it is forgotten, it is still appreciated by Cheng Muming.

Especially, it was still in front of him Lin Tiancheng.

It's as if Yi Chen is the genius of Yunshan Academy, and he is the focus of everyone's attention.

This made him feel a sense of shame of being green, just like his wife was given by Yi Chen in public.

Lin Tiancheng's face seemed to be calm as usual, but in fact, he had already gritted his teeth with hatred.

"Evidence?hehe, if you can't produce evidence, it's not me who did it?" Yi Chen asked rhetorically.

"Yes, you can't prove that you wrote this poem. Then this poem is naturally not yours!"

Seeing Yi Chen's reaction, Lin Tiancheng thought that he had been asked by himself, and couldn't help but sneer.

"Hahaha...... It's interesting, it's getting more and more interesting. I want to see how this student can solve his predicament?"

The young people in the box watched the scene with interest and couldn't help laughing.

"How to prove that he wrote it is indeed a difficult problem, and the old man also wants to know. ”

Cheng Muming, who returned to the box, smiled, his eyes kept falling on Yi Chen's body, and he seemed to be very interested in this young man.

"Lin Tiancheng, you killed a beggar!"

At this moment, Yi Chen suddenly said.

What the?

Homicide?

Lin Tiancheng killed a beggar?

Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on him.

Even the old and young in the box also had different faces and stared at Lin Tiancheng.

Murder is a capital crime!

Even if the person he kills is just a beggar!

"Nonsense, you talk nonsense! Where did I kill someone? How did I kill someone? You, you have a kind of proof that I killed someone!"

Lin Tiancheng panicked all of a sudden, pointed at Yi Chen and scolded.

"I can't prove that you killed someone. Yi Chen said.

"Hahaha...... Sure enough, you see, he just deliberately slandered me, and I definitely didn't kill anyone!" Lin Tiancheng sneered proudly.

"But!"

Yi Chen suddenly raised his voice, "Can you prove that you didn't kill anyone?"

Well?

In an instant, Lin Tiancheng's face froze.

How could he prove that he hadn't killed anyone?

How can you prove something that didn't happen at all?

"Yi Chen, you can stop in moderation! Tiancheng didn't kill anyone at all, how can he prove it?" Li Shouyi scolded sharply.

"It turns out, you know, that what didn't happen can't be proven. Then I didn't plagiarize, how do you want me to prove it?"

Yi Chen's face was indifferent, and his eyebrows were cold.

This moment!

Everyone, especially Lin Tiancheng and Li Shouyi, had extremely ugly faces, but they couldn't say a word.

Yes, since Lin Tiancheng can't prove that he didn't kill anyone.

Similarly, it is impossible for Yi Chen to prove that he did not plagiarize.

As long as you can't prove a person's guilt, then he is innocent!"

Yi Chen said in a deep voice, "Don't you all know such a simple inference of innocence?"

"You ......"

Lin Tiancheng gritted his teeth in anger, but he couldn't refute it.

"Okay, I don't have time to play with you anymore, farewell!"

Yi Chen turned around and disappeared from everyone's shocked sight.

"There is no teacher, the obstacle is really an obstacle! Just something like you who doesn't know how to be inferior or young will definitely be an ungrateful dog and rat in the future!"

Li Shouyi scolded angrily.

His old face is all lost today by Yi Chen, a student who does not listen to discipline.