In the gloating expressions of everyone, the expression on Wang Zheng's face that seemed to be smiling was in vain, and he looked at Gao Wen in the center of the crowd seriously:

"I don't know what Gao Gongzi thinks of such a method?"

Looking at Wang Zheng's fearless appearance, a hint of bad premonition rose in Gao Wen's heart.

Without him, just because he was about to be ready to fly, Wang Zheng's performance was still so calm, as if he had full confidence......

However, Wang Zheng didn't intend to give Gao Wen any chance, and after not getting Gao Wen's positive answer, Wang Zheng immediately followed:

"Hehe, it seems that the first literary genius of Xiling City is nothing more than that. ”

After that, Wang Zheng was about to leave, and his expression and demeanor seemed to be full of disdain for Gao Wen.

Wang Zheng's words have to be said to be extremely standard, and while agitating the law, he also did not forget to remind Gao Wen that he was the first literary genius in Xiling City.

Sure enough, Gao Wen, who was so excited by Wang Zheng, reacted immediately, and said secretly in his heart:

"I, Gao Wen, am also the first Wendao genius in Xiling City, this martial artist who came out of nowhere, even if he has two brushes, he will definitely be inferior to me. ”

With such an idea in his heart, coupled with the stimulation of Wang Zheng's undisguised agitation, Gao Wen, who wanted to maintain his reputation and status in the younger generation of Xiling City, immediately spoke:

"Since you have to bring humiliation on yourself, then don't blame this son for being ruthless. ”

When Wang Zheng heard this, his gesture about to leave stopped abruptly, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth: "I don't know how Gao Gongzi plans to let Wang bring humiliation on himself?"

Gao Wen also seemed to have entered the state of the first literary genius in Xiling City, and in the face of Wang Zheng's inquiry, he said indifferently:

"Since you are a martial artist, you are not proficient in advanced knowledge. This son doesn't embarrass you, so let's compare poetry. You and I composed poems and songs on the spot, and everyone present served as judges. As for the losers...... Hehe, this son doesn't want you anything, it's just winning or losing, it doesn't matter. ”

Gao Wen, who wanted to say that he had lost and knelt down and admitted his mistakes, had not yet spoken, and the words turned into inconsequential whether he won or lost.

These words naturally won the applause of the audience.

"Gao Gongzi, it's really Gao Feng Liangjie. ”

"Yes, it is rare for us to see the younger generation in Xiling City so lightly to see wins and losses so lightly. ”

"Hehe, the city lord has a bit of grace in this later life. ”

The masses who do not know the truth are often the ones who like to follow the trend the most. There is a second one, almost an instantaneous effort, and the Ruyi Fang is full of praise for Gao Wen.

At this time, Wang Zheng seems to have a tragic situation of being alone against thousands of troops......

However, Wang Zheng's face always had a smile on his face: "Poetry? ”

"I don't know what this brother wants to compete with this son?" Under the backdrop of everyone, Gao Wen seemed to be even more high-spirited.

In the face of Gao Wen's humility, Wang Zheng waved his hand indifferently and said: "The theme is whatever!"

When Gao Wen heard this, he was stunned for a moment, but then he shook his head, as if he had just denied a certain thought in his heart.

Then, Gawain suddenly came out of the crowd, looked at Miss Ze'er affectionately, and said in a soft, almost whispering tone:

In Gao's eyes, Miss Ze'er is the most delicate one among the flowers in this Ruyi Fang, and she can cover the peony in the flowers.

Therefore, Gao took peony as the theme and wrote a poem to give to Miss Ze'er. ”

As he spoke, Gao Wen glanced at it indifferently, and said in a cold and pitiful tone:

"As for the brother, with the theme of flowers, it is enough to meet the occasion. ”

After speaking, Gao Wen didn't look at Wang Zheng the same, but after looking deeply at Miss Ze'er, he put his hands behind his back and paced and pondered.

Thirty-six steps later, Gao Wen's eyes lit up suddenly: "There is!"

I saw Gao Wen's footsteps pause, a confident smile appeared on his face, and after scanning the audience, he fixed his eyes on Miss Ze'er's body, and then slowly spoke:

"The invitation to the east wind did not open early, and the crowd went downstairs. A few buds of the fairy came out of the fire, and a strange fragrance came up from the sky. ”

"Good!"

After a poem was sung, the applause of the hall suddenly broke out.

"Zhang Gongzi is worthy of being Zhang Gongzi, not to mention the thirty-six steps into a poem, but also to respond to the topic and the occasion!"

"That's right, I compare Miss Ze'er to a peony that only appeared after a hundred flowers, and she was beautiful as soon as she was born, although I don't know the doorways of Wendao, but I can also see Zhang Gongzi's Wendao talent!"

"Zhong Fang floated down the stairs, isn't this the scene where Miss Ze'er went downstairs?"

"The afterlife is terrible, the afterlife is terrible. ”

In the applause of the room, almost all of them were words of admiration. And through these praises, Wang Zheng finally understood the fact that Zhang Wen's poem is indeed good.

The girl Ze'er is compared to a peony flower, and after many flowers appear, she can go down the stairs. And just downstairs, it is a beautiful group!

In response to the situation, it can be said that Gawain does have some skills.

"Whether the monk Wendao comprehends the works of his predecessors or has his own works, it is a process of comprehending Wendao more profoundly, and it should be infused with the qi of heaven and earth. ”

Knowing that Gao Wen's poem is a masterpiece, and it is a masterpiece that he has completely comprehended by himself, Wang Zheng can't help but think of it in his heart.

Sure enough, the next moment, there was a white and majestic Wenhua Qi in the void that came out of thin air, pouring out from Gao Wen's Heavenly Spirit Cover, making Gao Wen's first-order aura even more condensed.

"But what the hell is this Wen Qi Fill?"

Although I understand that there is a line of culture and Taoism in the Tianyuan world, the matter of instilling the body with cultural qi is just common sense. But Wang Zheng, as a traverser, has a certain curiosity about this literary infusion.

Is there no love for no reason, or does Wen Zu really want everyone in the world to be like a dragon?

However, the Gao Wen made by a poem seems to give Wang Zheng a chance to think deeply at all. I saw Gao Wen looking at Wang Zheng proudly:

"Gao's poem is finished, I don't know if this brother is ready?"

Gao Wen's expression is proud, naturally he has his proud confidence, the birth of this peony poem, even Gao Wen himself is a little surprised, it can be said that it is a completely extraordinary work.

With such a work of extraordinary performance, Gawain is naturally completely fearless in his heart.

And Wang Zheng, after seeing Gao Wen's confident look, looked at him with a smile.

My work?

Compare poetry with me?Young people are still not deeply involved in the world, don't you know that there is a whole world standing behind my brother?