Ye Qiu didn't worry at all about "plagiarism" being discovered, or being rejected by the rules of the Dao Realm, this is a treasure of Chinese civilization, and the Dao fruit of Huaxia has never been harvested, so the so-called plagiarism exists.

And Huang Chao has passed away for a thousand years, as a witness to Chinese culture and a part-time communicator, Ye Qiu has no sense of guilt.

That's right...... Shameless!

And all the guests were confused when they heard Ye Qiu's "let the bullets fly for a while".

What is a bullet?

Fly for a while?

What to fly?

Liu Qianqiu was determined, and sneered: "You don't have to pretend to be here, I can admit that this poem does have everyone's style, but there is no Wenhui, it must be because of your plagiarism!"

Liu Qianqiu looked around at everyone and said with a look of resentment: "This kind of person is not worthy of writing such a good poem at all, the existence of such a person is also an insult to the literary world, even if this poem is ruined here, it can't make the villain famous because of it!"

All the guests were also agitated by Liu Qianqiu.

"Shameless guy, dare to plagiarize!"

"This character is really bad!"

"He must be sanctioned!"

Liu Qianqiu impassionedly walked to Ye Qiu's white jade table, clapped his big hand in front of the words written by Ye Qiu, and said sharply: "Today I will destroy this poem!"

After speaking, Liu Qianqiu tore his hands, but then, Liu Qianqiu's face changed, and he couldn't pick up this piece of rice paper with poems written on it!

"Yes, even if you ruin this poem, you can't make this vertical famous!"

"Plagiarism is a felony of literature!"

"Such a person is not worthy to write such a good poem! Not a word!"

All the guests seemed to stand on the moral high ground and loudly reprimanded Ye Qiu.

Prince Long also said with an indifferent face: "Plagiarizing Taoist poems, this person is morally corrupt, and he dares to try to deceive this prince, he should be punished!"

A group of celebrities also shook their heads, looking at Ye Qiu with disdain, plagiarism is really shameful in the eyes of literati.

"This ...... Hmph......"

But Liu Qianqiu tried his best to eat, and his face turned red, but this piece of rice paper didn't move at all, and he couldn't even pick it up, let alone tear it.

"Tear it up!"

"What is Mr. Liu doing?"

"Why don't you tear it!"

The people around looked at it for a long time, but found that Liu Qianqiu was standing there, saying that he wanted to destroy the poem, but he didn't do anything.

But Liu Qianqiu was so anxious that her brain was sweating, it was really evil, why couldn't she pick up this piece of paper?

Ye Qiu, who had been watching coldly, suddenly smiled and said to Liu Qianqiu: "You can't pick it up, can you? I'll help you get it!"

Everyone was stunned, was this kid already scared stupid? Or did he know to repent? Wait a minute...... What does it mean to not be able to hold it?

Just when everyone didn't react, Ye Qiu had already pinched the corner of the rice paper, and lifted it lightly, Ye Qiu opened his mouth and blew gently, and the undried ink on the rice paper quickly dried.

A golden light flashed in an instant, then vanished in an instant.

All the guests were stunned.

"Did I get my eyes glazed just now?"

"I really want to see a golden light flash on this rice paper. ”

"You saw that too?"

However, the faces of the celebrities and the Dragon Prince changed greatly, and they all became frightened, and Liu Qianqiu also fell into a stupor, his face was full of incredulity and shock, but when Ye Qiu handed over the rice paper to his hand, Liu Qianqiu instantly exclaimed in fear: "No...... Don't ......"

And at this time, Ye Qiu was already ...... Let go.

All the guests were stunned, what happened to Mr. Liu? Why did he scream in a gaffe?

The next moment.

Rice paper flies down.

Alighted...... Wait a minute...... Something seems wrong......

How can a piece of paper fly off?

And it's still that fast?

Suddenly, the rice paper and Liu Qianqiu's hands that he didn't have time to retract came into contact, followed by a crisp tooth-aching "click" sound, and then Liu Qianqiu's hands directly twisted into a strange arc.

"Ah......h

A terrible scream sounded, but this was not over, the rice paper continued to float straight down, falling on the white jade table, only to hear the sound of "boom", the white jade table suddenly exploded, fell apart, scattered all over the ground, and the floor tiles on the ground were also blown and scattered, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

"Ah...... What's going on?"

"What the hell is going on?"

"Ahem, ahem...... Choke me to death......"

And a group of celebrities and gentlemen were also shocked to look at this scene, Lu Changqing's face was full of horror and trembled: "A word of gold! This is a word of gold! It is said that the poems handed down through the ages have the power of a word of gold, this piece of paper is as heavy as a mountain, not to mention ten thousand catties, is it ...... Is it ......?"

Lu Changqing's exclamation came out, and the entire room instantly became quiet, except for Liu Qianqiu's unstoppable howl, no one spoke.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and everyone looked at the place where the rice paper landed, and their pupils shrank, and the sound of gasping for cold air rose one after another.

"Hiss......"

"Hiss......"

It turned out that this piece of rice paper smashed the white jade table, not to mention, and fell to the ground, directly three inches into the ground, but although it was underground, there was not even a grain of dust in the three feet around.

"My hand...... My hand...... Yes...... It hurts me to death......"

Liu Qianqiu screamed on the ground, but no one paid attention to him anymore, and all eyes fell on Ye Qiu's face.

Everyone's ears echoed Lu Changqing's words, a thousand words, a poem passed down through the ages!

Could it be that it was written by this hanger in front of him, who only cares about bragging?

Not plagiarism!

It's really written a hand-me-down poem!

"But if it's a poem passed down through the ages, shouldn't Wenhui be very high? Why isn't Wenhui manifested?"

Someone said with a question in his stomach.

Lu Changqing looked at Ye Qiu with a complicated expression, and explained to everyone: "I heard my teacher say that if the poems are too good and there is a state of returning to the basics, Wenhui will be restrained, which is in line with the golden mean. ”

Only then did everyone suddenly realize, and the eyes that looked at Ye Qiu also changed.

"Mom, I didn't expect this kid to be so powerful!"

"Yes, you can make poems that have been passed down through the ages!"

"What a human being is unseemly!"

Prince Long's eyes when he looked at Ye Qiu also became cloudy, and then he suddenly laughed and said: "Hahaha, I didn't expect Mr. to hide deeply, but he is a great writer, this prince is really sluggish, I remember that Mr. Ye came here to feast, why don't we have a drink together, and it is also a good story to talk about poetry and Taoism!"

Prince Long's words, everyone was stunned, and Liu Qianqiu's screams also stopped abruptly.

This dragon prince not only did not avenge Liu Qianqiu, but also had to eat with Ye Qiu

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