I heard that Situ Junwen was going to have a literary battle with Jin Yan. Curious spectators unconsciously look to the place where they stand. There was a quiet but tense atmosphere in the air. Of course, some people don't take it seriously and continue to be busy with their own business. This so-called cultural war struggle is just the most common thing in Zixian Xuan. Indeed, in this Zixian Xuan, any kind of literary thing can happen.

"Say it all!" Sumire said lightly.

Seeing that Jin Yan was still so indifferent and relaxed, Situ Junwen silently hated in his heart, "Just let you pretend, it's not like I haven't heard the poems you have written." It's just a miscellaneous poem, without any rhyme!You just wait for me to make you lose face in front of everyone, and you are too inconspicuous in front of Gu Youlan!" Soon he retracted his mind and said very gentlemanly: "Let's take the half-pillar of sandalwood as the standard, and see who can make the most wonderful orchid poem that everyone thinks!"

"Casually, I believe that the people who can enter Zixian Xuan are all virtuous and elegant, and there will be no unfairness when evaluating them. Sumire said indifferently.

"This is natural! I am convinced of this!" Situ Junwen affirmed very affectionately.

I saw Situ Junwen walk to an idle copper wooden table, pick up a flower wolf brush, and dip it on the inkstone on the side. Originally, everyone thought that he was going to write, but he closed his eyes and meditated!

Seeing this situation, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and kept muttering and talking: "I'll just say, how can you write it with a pen, let alone a good quatrain......

But then I saw that Sumire Yan was still drinking carefree on the wine table next to him, and he didn't have any intention of meditating and writing at all.

"That's giving up? Do you think it's a wonderful literary war? Hey...... It's boring, it's really boring!" some onlookers shook their heads and said continuously, and turned away or turned their heads away to look away! Of course, the vast majority of people still waited patiently, although they had nothing to expect from Sumire Yan, but they were still looking forward to Situ Junwen's masterpiece.

Finally, Situ Junwen waved the wolf pen in his hand. After a while, he looked at the results on the brocade with satisfaction. Looking at it again, Sumire continued, drinking nervously without care.

Gu Youlan was also a little anxious, after all, she knew that Sumire Yan could only compose some miscellaneous poems without melody.

Dongfang Xinran's delicate and pitiful young man also had a worry on his face.

Dongfang is still the same as before-elegant and proud, and he will only show some peaceful atmosphere when he is happy with Dongfang. In his heart, only the white and arrogant goddess could move him.

Situ Junwen walked over to Jin Yan triumphantly but deliberately reminded kindly: "The time is almost up, doesn't Jin Gongzi plan to write yet? In fact, it's nothing to lose, it's just a fun literary fight!"

"It's already written, do you want to revise it! I just want you to write it before I start writing, otherwise you won't even have the desire to write after I start writing first! Because composing poems and inscriptions is just a matter of hand for me!" said Sumire as a matter of course.

"Then let's see it below!" Situ Junwen gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"You'll see it right away!" Sumire Yan just said lightly, and then walked leisurely towards another idle copper wooden table, lifted the pen and dipped it in ink, and directly started to pour it like a storm......! Just pull open a **** silk paper, the speed is extremely fast. And such a row is more than a dozen pieces of brocade paper. The time has come, and Sumire still looks unfinished.

Everyone thought that Sumire had not been revised and written. Everyone kept sighing: "After all, writing so fast, mistakes are inevitable." In fact, there is still time, and if you think about it slowly, you should still be able to write something! But now, ...... Alas......"

Everyone gathered around and looked curiously at what was written on Situ Junwen's brocade silk sheet? The hollow valley orchid is uninhabited, and it leads butterflies and bees to find it to the end. ”

"Good...... Wonderful...... Absolutely ......" a large exclamation was shocked.

Just when everyone looked at Jin Yan with sympathetic and mocking eyes, Jun Xiangyi picked up the brocade silk ink paper scattered on the ground, and suddenly exclaimed loudly: "Wonderful...... Extremely ......" he picked up a piece of scattered brocade silk ink paper and exclaimed once, and each time it became heavier and heavier.

Everyone was also a little curious about Jun Xiangyi's strange behavior, and they also ran over to pick up a piece of brocade silk ink paper that was scattered. Immediately exclaimed: "Wonderful...... Extremely ......" exclaimed every piece of brocade silk ink paper that was picked up and scattered. In other words, Sumire Yan wrote more than a dozen excellent poems about orchids at once.

Situ Junwen still can't accept this reality, and he doesn't believe in that evil in his heart. He hurried up and snatched it from the hands of a spectator, taking a closer look. I saw that it was written: "Lan is the king of incense, fragrant in the breeze." It has never been a rock cave, and it does not compete for prosperity and beauty. He still didn't give up and continued to compete to see the next **** silk ink paper. I saw that it read: "The graceful flowers and green leaves are long, and the wind is difficult to hide the fragrance in the valley." Don't be admired because of sewing, even if no one is self-respecting. He looked at one after another, and when he saw the last one, he could only sit on the ground and keep muttering, "Impossible, absolutely impossible...... Yes, it's plagiarism......" finally shouted loudly.

The onlookers turned all their sympathetic and mocking eyes to Situ Junwen. This made his conceited and sensitive heart unable to stand it anymore. He felt like a plaything, being played with at random. He stood up and patted his crumpled garment. He bowed slightly to the crowd and left. It's just that when he left, he glanced at Jin Yan, and of course Gu Youlan. There was no trace of anger and hatred in his eyes, everything was so quiet and peaceful, but such a calm made people even more cold.

Dongfang Xinran suddenly walked over, and when she passed by Jin Yan, she said slightly: "You be careful, Situ Junwen won't give up so easily!" After speaking, without waiting for Jin Yan to feel anything, she left proudly with Dongfang.

Gu Youlan seemed to have a lot of questions in her eyes that she wanted to ask Sumire, but she didn't need to ask any questions......

As for Jun Xiangyi's gaze at Jin Yan, he just became more and more admired.

After a while, the three of them also walked together and left, and Zixian Xuan was still blooming with its own liveliness!