Qin Muchen doesn't like to pretend.

Because he thinks that blindly pretending to be forced will seem very unqualified and too low.

But sometimes, when the opportunity comes, it's too hypocritical for you not to pretend, and in this case, it's not okay not to pretend, after all, it's related to the future of the college.

There was some silence in the hall.

Everyone looked at each other, and some were shocked by Qin Muchen.

"Bang! bang!"

Minister Zhang was the first to applaud and exclaimed, "Good poems, good poems, satirizing people with things, every word is true, did you write this poem, little brother?"

Qin Muchen's face was not red and his heart was not beating: "It's me, it's just a matter of feeling." ”

Except for Yun Ruoshui, the others' faces were a little ugly.

Because just now, Qin Muchen also made a garbage 'obscene' poem, which made everyone mistakenly think that this product was talking big, but they didn't expect that there was real material.

However, Qin Muchen's arrogant words later made everyone a little unhappy.

Hang us?

Don't give us a chance to open our mouths and recite poetry?

Boy, although your poem is good, it hasn't reached the point of crying ghosts and gods in the world, isn't it afraid of being struck by lightning when you say such big words?

Minister Zhang smiled strongly: "I didn't expect the little brother to have such a poetic talent, I don't know what to call it." ”

"I'm a teacher at Scalper Academy, my name is Qin Muchen. ”

Qin Muchen said lightly.

Minister Zhang raised his eyebrows, looked at Yun Ruoshui, and said with a smile: "It seems that Dean Yun is also prepared, there is such a talented teacher hidden in the academy." ”

Yun Ruoshui responded with a smile, but her mood was quite complicated.

She really didn't expect Qin Muchen to be able to compose poetry.

This guy is really hidden deep enough, but the level is estimated to be like that, and it is impossible to compare with a real cultured person like Mr. Nanshen.

Minister Zhang smiled and asked, "Do the others have any other poems?"

The crowd was silent.

This topic is a bit biased, and it will definitely be difficult to come up with a better poem than Qin Muchen for a while.

Minister Zhang said lightly: "This first question, Teacher Qin of the Scalper Academy won, according to the old rules, one-fifth of the resources will be given to the Scalper Academy." ”

The corners of the others' mouths twitched a few times, but they didn't say anything.

After all, it's only one in five, and they still have a chance.

"Mr. Nanshen, it's up to you next. Director Liu whispered to the Nanshen next to him.

Mr. Nanshen touched his non-existent beard, and looked at Qin Muchen's eyes full of contempt: "Don't worry, the old man will definitely teach this kid a good lesson!"

At this moment, the others also cheered up, intending to compete for the remaining resources.

Minister Zhang seemed to like this atmosphere very much, took a few sips of tea, and said with a smile: "The second question, let's have a simple one, with the title of 'Bright Moon in the Sky'." ”

Moon?

When everyone heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

This topic is relatively simple, and when many people come, they have already prepared good poems about the bright moon.

However!

Just when Mr. Nanshen was full of confidence and was about to speak, Qin Muchen said slowly: "A pot of wine among the flowers, there is no blind date for drinking alone." Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio ......"

A song of Li Bai's "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" was read like this.

The hall, which had just been restored to its lively atmosphere, fell into dead silence again!

Mr. Nanshen was also stunned, and the smile on his face was stiff.

Everyone looked at Qin Muchen who was knocking on Erlang's leg and sitting on the chair leisurely, and for some reason, they suddenly felt a strong sense of oppression.

They are oppressed and have difficulty breathing.

but

And that's not all!

Qin Muchen continued to chant: "The tide of the Spring River is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together. Thousands of miles with the waves, where there is no moon in the spring river......"

There is a classic song "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" soaring out.

At last

Qin Muchen directly threw out the ultimate nuclear bomb: "When is Mingyue?" I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace......"

In the hall, it was so quiet that there was no sound of breathing.

Everyone opened their mouths wide and looked at Qin Muchen with a comfortable face in great shock, their knees trembling slightly.

If it weren't for sitting in a chair, I'm afraid I would have knelt down a long time ago.

What's the situation?

Can anyone tell us what the situation is!!

Where did the wickedness come from!

So brutal?

Especially Mr. Nanshen, his legs trembled at the moment, the beads of sweat on his face fell like raindrops, and his face was white and terrifying.

He is conceited and talented, and his poetry is first-class.

However, if you compare the three poems made by Qin Muchen, they are completely childlike, and they can't be compared, fortunately they didn't open their mouths just now, otherwise they would be a dead person!

"Minister Zhang, you can just pick a song. Qin Muchen said lightly.

Minister Zhang swallowed his saliva and wanted to pick up the teacup on the table to suppress the shock, but his hands trembled terribly.

Seriously, he loves ancient poetry and has seen a lot of amazing works, but he has never been so shocked as at this moment, and he feels like he is dreaming.

It's really brutal!!

As soon as these poems of yours come out, how can others pick them up?

"This ...... This...... Are these poems really written by you?" Minister Zhang was a little unfavorable when he spoke.

The others also stared at Qin Muchen.

There are some doubts.

Qin Muchen smiled indifferently: "Of course I did it, has Minister Zhang heard it elsewhere?"

Minister Zhang shook his head with a wry smile.

Of course he hadn't heard of it, and if he did, it would be hell.

Minister Zhang sighed lightly: "I've seen it for a long time, I, Zhang, are fortunate enough to hear such a masterpiece, and I have really lived enough in this life, and even some of it is too extravagant." ”

"Is there anyone else who has a better work than me? Qin Muchen raised his voice and said.

The faces of the people were red and silent.

Although they had been prepared for a long time, how could those poems be compared to a masterpiece like Qin Muchen, and it was completely self-inflicted humiliation to take it out!

"Minister Zhang, it seems that I have secured one-fifth of the resources for the Scalper Academy, so let's move on to the next question. ”

Qin Muchen waved his hand and said.

Minister Zhang smiled helplessly and said: "Teacher Qin, to be honest, there is no need to compare the next questions, just with the poems you just had, you can take all the remaining resources." ”

When Qin Muchen heard this, he was a little unhappy: "Minister Zhang, I am a principled person, you should still make the question, otherwise others will not be convinced." ”

Defy?

Hearing Qin Muchen's ridiculous words, everyone almost scolded their mother.

Do we dare to disagree?

You're such a big move, who can withstand this!

"Otherwise, for the sake of fairness, I will write a few more poems, and if Minister Zhang thinks it is okay, then I will take the rest of the resources. ”

Qin Muchen proposed.

Without waiting for Minister Zhang to speak, he began to chant poetry:

"Once the sea was difficult to water, but Wushan is not a cloud ......"

"Thirty merits, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon ......"

"Jin Se gratuitous fifty strings, one string and one pillar Sihua Nian......"

“......”

Qin Muchen recited more than a dozen poems in one breath, each of which is an absolute masterpiece, there are various types, the styles are very different, and the first one is shocking.

Everyone in the hall was already in a state of numbness.

elder brother

Would you like to go back to the alien planet right now?

The world can't hold you anymore!

However, the more crazy Qin Muchen was, the more they felt that these poems were not written by him, which was really too exaggerated.

But no one can prove that these poems were not written by him.

"Plop!"

Mr. Nanshen accidentally slipped off the chair and tried to sit on it several times, but his legs were so weak that he finally sat directly on the floor.

"Convinced!

Mr. Nanshen said in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Qin is not only beating us, but the entire Dahua literary circle!!"

Although this is a bit exaggerated and secondary, it is true!