Xu Yidao, "If you want to play, I will play with you." However, if you lose, don't stick to it. ”

He could see that Xuan Lengyan had affection for Tao Jingsheng, and if Tao Jingsheng was really a gentle son, he would not bother to get involved.

However, he could hear the transmissions of Tao Jingsheng and Su Xingchun clearly, and he was clearly a hypocrite who bet on both ends.

He knew that with his words, he couldn't impress Xuan Lengyan.

What he can do is only to help Xuan Lengyan break the aura of Tao Jingsheng's son.

"Why should Yiling Gongzi have thorns in his early words, how can Tao not afford to lose, we don't have to bother, and ask Yiling Gongzi to choose one of the hundred pictures he made before, let's take this as the theme, the subject matter is not limited, and each shows his skills. ”

Tao Jingsheng always looked as warm as jade, as if he had really lost his cultivation.

Xu Yi's aura was triggered, and a painting was revealed, but it was a giant tree towering among the thorns.

Because it is an imagery painting, a few strokes sketch the image of a giant tree, which is the thorns near the giant tree, and it is also just a few fictitious strokes.

Tao Jingsheng stood with his hands in his hands, looked up at the sky, and only took three steps before lifting the ink pen and began to write.

"Farewell to the summer, your heart is gradually softening

In the autumn wind whitewash the branches of the fallen leaves

Your fiery red beauty is like a dripping lantern

Reflected in the dusk of countless layers of forests

The one who really understands you will always be

Someone who fell in love with you at first sight

............

At the age of growing old

You will also be reminded of being a naughty child when you were a child

stepped on his fragile shoulders, and

That young and innocent childhood

I once fell in love with an ordinary flower

There is no fragrance

Small yellow flowers

”

After a glance, Xu Yi raised his head in surprise, stared at Tao Jingsheng, and almost couldn't help but exclaim, "Brother Tai is also from the earth, which year did he pass through." ”

Soon, everyone's reaction dispelled Xu Yi's suspicions.

Every time Tao Jingsheng wrote a sentence, someone chanted aloud, and later, the chanting became louder and louder, all of them were female voices, with trembling and madness in their voices.

Tao Jingsheng put down his pen, and there was a roaring shout, and the scene was extremely hot.

This is the legendary Dow's new body, which is worthy of its name when I see it today. ”

The words are simple and straightforward, but they go into the hearts and minds of people, and they are the first to open up a school of weather. ”

"It seems that there is no rhyme, but in fact, the dark rhyme is deep, and this kind of new style of poetry will definitely be carried forward. ”

“............”

In the midst of the praise, Xuan Lengyan transmitted Xu Yidao, "Tao Jingsheng's literary cultivation is a temporary choice, especially this new poem, which is a very popular new poetry genre in the Immortal Palace recently, and it is almost carried forward in the hands of Tao Jingsheng, so I advise you to deal with an ancient style poem, anyway, the ancient style, the new style, which is better, there have always been many disputes." ”

Xu Yi said, "The poems that the surname Tao wrote to you at the beginning, are they all the same goods?"

After brushing it, Xuan Lengyan's face fell, "It's a matter here, if the teacher doesn't discipline you well, I'm afraid you don't want to go to heaven!"

"Yiling Gongzi, it's your turn, by the way, don't you have evil arts, and you have a genius, why don't you also make a new style poem, so that everyone can see your methods. ”

Su Xingchun walked quickly to Xu Yi's side, smiling like a flower, "Yes, yes, how can you be so stupid, of course you can't do it." However, Brother Tao is not limited in advance, you can fool an ancient style poem, the present and the ancient are different, and you will not lose face. ”

Tao Jingsheng hugged his fists and said, "It's ugly, Brother Yiling can choose the genre at will, let's meet friends with literature, and we don't fight for victory." ”

The words are indifferent, but they are already the tone of the winners.

Xu Yidao, "Isn't it just a saliva poem, don't hide your position, in my hometown, it is a drooping child, and you can open your mouth to write twenty or thirty songs, what's so difficult about it." ”

As he spoke, he grabbed the pen, dipped it in thick ink, and wrote it on the paper.

But I saw him write:

If I love you,

Never like a climbing flower,

Show off by your high branches;

If I love you,

Never learn from the infatuated birds,

Repeat monotonous songs for the shade;

Nor is it more than a fountain,

Cool comfort all year round;

It's not just like a dangerous peak,

Increase your height,

Set off your majesty.

Even the sun,

Even spring rains.

No, that's not enough!

I must be a kapok near you,

As the image of the tree stands with you.

roots, clinging to the ground;

Leaves, touching in the clouds.

Every gust of wind passes, we greet each other,

But no one understands our words.

You have your branches of brass and iron,

like a sword, like a sword, like a halberd;

I have my red flowers,

Like a heavy sigh,

and like a torch of valor.

We share the cold waves, the wind and thunder, and the thunderbolts;

We share the mist, the stream, the haper.

As if forever separated,

But they are dependent on each other for life.

This is the great love,

Steadfastness is here:

Love - not only love your majestic body,

Also love the position you stick to,

The ground beneath your feet.

Xu Yi put down his pen, and the audience was silent.

Xu Yi looked at it, Tao Jingsheng was already stunned, Su Xingchun's face was pale, and everyone in the audience was thoughtful, and a few of the female cultivators who had applauded Tao Jingsheng before actually covered their chests and shed tears.

Xu Yi's gaze fell on Xuan Lengyan, and Xuan Lengyan's gaze also looked at him, the emotions revealed in those beautiful eyes were extremely complex, shocked, moved, and even more incredible.

"Brother Tao, how does my work compare to yours?"

Xu Yi asked with a smile.

To be honest, although Xu Yi in his previous life was half a literary youth, he really didn't like modern poetry, but this poem to the oak tree is an exception.

Using trees as metaphors for people, allegorical feelings for things, scene blending, and sincere feelings are the pinnacle of modern poetry in Xu Yi's heart.

And Tao Jingsheng's works, in this world where new style poetry has just developed, can barely be regarded as a masterpiece, but it can be compared with the peak of Xu Yi's new style poem.

It is undoubtedly the difference between cloud and mud.

Tao Jingsheng's face was indifferent for the first time, his eyelids jumped slightly, and his tongue was dry, "Brother Yiling! ”

The education he has always received makes it impossible for him to speak strongly in front of so many people.

After all, as long as the eyes are not blind and the words are read, anyone can taste the two works, which is better and which is inferior.

It's just one point, which makes Tao Jingsheng very incomprehensible, how can this Yiling prince be proficient in new style poetry, after all, even in the Immortal Palace, those who study new style poetry are in that small circle.

And this work is clearly written in a female tone, which is very wrong.

However, at this stall, he doesn't plan to say more, and if he says more, it will make people think that he is dignified Tao Jingsheng and is really stalking.

"Miss Xuan, don't you think it's boring here, why don't we change places and stay for a while?"

Xu Yi sent an invitation to Xuan Lengyan at the behest of Xuan Lengyan.