Walking on the way to Shixiang Pavilion, Liu Ling was idle and bored, and began to ask questions.

"Master Niu, are you the magic phone in the TV series?"

"No, that's just a fictional plot from a TV series. But thousands of years later, the kind of mobile phone that exists only in fantasy has finally been made. Our features are somewhat similar to that magic phone silly girl, so the name is somewhat similar. ”

"You're not the only one?"

"Well, there are ten of them. However, there was an accident when the earth plane traveled through time and space, and the energy of the ten mobile phones was all fused to me, and finally I rarely crossed the plane and came to this otherworldly continent. ”

After a pause, the silly girl continued: "The materials used to make us are extinct on earth, so I have now become a unique magic phone.

But plane travel has consumed too much energy from me, and we will never be able to return to Earth, and we will not be able to time travel on this continent!"

Liu Ling didn't care too much when he heard it, no matter what world he was in, as long as he couldn't be salted fish!

"Master Niu, I said can you not always be cool, is there any gentle Lori option?"

"Nope. We are made from the strongest technology in the year 6060, and we have ten different personalities. And my personality label is - high cold. That's why I'm called Niuye!"

"I'm a chaule!"

Liu Ling's eyes almost fell to the ground.

No wonder this chick always looks like a domineering female president, it turns out that she is taking a cold route......

Looking up at the Shixiang Pavilion beside the Nu River not far away, Liu Ling put these things down for the time being.

What other functions does this chick have, let's develop it well in the future!

After a stick of incense, I finally came to the door of Shixiang Pavilion.

Shixiang Pavilion is located on the banks of the Nu River, which is the longest river in the entire Jiuyuan country.

Mighty, endless, sunrise and sunset, the weather is thousands!

And the Poetry Pavilion is one of the several famous pavilions of Qingzhou literati and ink writers who taste poetry and lyrics!

If you can make a splash in the Poetry Pavilion and create poems that are full of enthusiasm, you may enter the Poetry Guild and become a poet in the true sense of the word.

The positions in the Poetry Guild are divided into four levels: famous teacher, hall master, elder, and president from low to high.

Every three months, the Poetry Guild will conduct a famous teacher assessment in the Poetry Pavilion.

Those who pass the examination can become a famous teacher of the Poetry Guild.

And the famous teacher not only has a very high salary, but also can teach and teach poetry, and his status is definitely noble.

Today happens to be the tri-monthly assessment of famous teachers, and the Poetry Guild wants to screen out four famous teachers in the Poetry Pavilion.

And the status of the four famous teachers will not only increase instantly, but also get a rich reward.

And this reward is a lot of elixir!

Liu Ling slowly pushed the door of the Shixiang Pavilion open, and the assessment of famous teachers was nearing the end and there was some silence.

However, as soon as Liu Ling appeared, everyone's eyes moved slightly to this side, and their eyes almost popped out!

"I'll go, this god stick is not dead, and he has come back to life after being beaten into a waste dog!"

"You dare to come to Shixiang Pavilion, this guts is really fat!"

"Why don't you dare?'Master Liu' can be described as 'exporting chapters' and 'famous', how can we make a mistake?haha!"

As soon as Liu Ling appeared, it immediately caused a burst of laughter.

These poets of mixed quality almost wrote a few crooked poems to mock Liu Ling.

Liu Ling used to be the first teacher of the Poetry Guild, and he was almost able to catch up with the status of the hall master.

Of course, Liu Ling doesn't understand the bullshit of poetry, those poems are plagiarized and misappropriated, or spend a lot of money to hire someone to write on his own, and he himself doesn't even understand a single poem.

It can be said that at that time, Liu Ling relied on the art of abduction and deception, and he was in the limelight in the Poetry Guild.

In addition, he was later found to be pregnant with the blood of the ancient emperor, and even the hall master had to give him some face as a famous teacher, and many people were envious, jealous and hateful!

Later, Liu Ling's face was exposed, and the poetry conference also exposed his tricks, and Liu Ling was immediately kicked out, and even the identity of a famous teacher was expelled.

As the saying goes, the wall falls down and everyone pushes it, at this time, at that time, those who were jealous of Liu Ling in the past, as well as those who followed him and slapped the horses, all began to fall into the ground!

At this time, a young man dressed in white and with a graceful demeanor walked over slowly with a paper fan in his hand.

"Huh, isn't this Master Liu? You are pregnant with the blood of the ancient emperor, and our eyes are red with envy! Why did you deign to come to such a small place as Shixiang Pavilion today? Haha!"

Before the words fell, many of these jagged poets were grinning.

Glancing at the young man lightly, Liu Ling knew from his previous memories that his name was Mu Xuan, a guy who tended to be inflammatory.

At that time, when he was in the limelight in the Poetry Guild, this guy was flattering and flattering behind him like a flatter, humble as a pug.

Later, Liu Ling's disguised bloodline of the ancient emperor was exposed, and it was also the first time this guy to sue in front of the elders and the president, exposing the scandal of Liu Ling spending money to hire someone to write on his behalf.

It can be said that this dogleg who used to be in cahoots with himself has now changed in the Poetry Guild, and the pheasant has become a phoenix.

"What are you talking nonsense here, I'm here to assess the famous teachers of the Poetry Guild!"

Liu Ling glanced at Mu Xuan lightly, and said indifferently.

Liu Ling has been selling films for many years, and his face is as thick as a wall, so he doesn't care about this ridicule at all.

"What? You want to be a famous teacher?"

Some people who were drinking water from teacups were stunned, and a sip of tea squirted out instantly.

And then there was a burst of laughter!

"I'm rubbing, do you want to take the famous teacher's exam? Your brain is burned out, do you really think that you used to pay a lot of money to write for someone else, and that kind of talent is yours?"

"Doesn't this guy know that his identity has been exposed, and he is still living in the fantasy world of the past?"

......

Everyone seemed to have heard the funniest joke and looked at Liu Ling like an idiot.

Mu Xuan also laughed for a while, and then smiled at Liu Ling with a playful face: "Master Liu, it's a pity that you can't be this ugly today." The selection of the four famous teachers has ended, unfortunately, I am the last famous teacher!"

Liu Ling's brows swept lightly, he didn't expect this guy to become a famous teacher. It seems that after stabbing himself in the back, this guy is also on the rise!

"It doesn't matter. Now that the candidate for the famous teacher has been selected, then I will challenge the famous teacher. Yes, it's you!"

In this assessment, the Poetry Guild recruited four poets with the highest level from outside.

All four poets defeated many opponents before they reached the top before they could become famous teachers in the Poetry Guild.

Of course, the rest of the people can challenge these four masters, and if you can pull one of them down, then you can replace them as a famous teacher.

However, these four people have been screened layer by layer, and they have already defeated other opponents, how can anyone not challenge themselves?

"What? you're going to challenge me?"

Mu Xuan suddenly leaned back with a smile.

Does this guy still think he's a henchman who follows him?

After Mu Xuan exposed Liu Ling, he had a little relationship with many famous teachers and even hall masters of the Poetry Guild. After hearing and seeing it all day long, I also have some ability to compose poetry.

Although there is a little bit of moisture in passing the famous teacher assessment this time, if you really want to compose poetry, Mu Xuan thinks that he can throw off Liu Ling's big god stick for more than a dozen streets.

After all, this guy doesn't know bullshit, and he relies on the pit to be abducted!

"Liu Ling, all the people in the Shixiang Pavilion can challenge me, but you are the only one who is not qualified! You have to know that if you want to participate in the famous teacher assessment, you must become a poet, and now you, are you?"

The Poet is the most entry-level poet and has not yet reached the criteria for entering the Poetry Guild.

Ordinary poetry lyrics, many people can write two limerick poems, but they are not poets at all.

The poems are divided into levels, one realm rhymes and battles, the second realm enters the room, the third realm rhymes, the fourth realm returns to the void and enters the chaos, and the five realms are like nothing.

Walking gods are like empty tops, back to the basics, natural, transcendent poetry, no one in the entire Nine Abyss Country may be able to write such poems!

And only by writing a poem that rhymes and fights can one be regarded as a true beginner poet, that is, a poet.

When you can write poems that enter the hall in the second realm, you have a great chance of becoming a famous teacher of the Poetry Guild.

And most of the crooked poems made casually can't even do the most basic rhyme battle in a realm, so it can be said that they are not poets at all.

The people who can come to this Shixiang Pavilion today to assess the famous teachers are at least one poet.

"Then I'll take the poet apprentice exam first, and then I'll take the famous teacher exam. ”

Liu Ling spread his hands casually, in an extremely relaxed tone.

Mu Xuan suddenly burst out laughing, Examiner Disciple, don't you know how many catties and taels you have?

The poet is a moat to you! What are you doing with me?