"So, hostess, please ask the question. Wen Zhuangyuan shook his folding fan carved with lotus flowers, fanning himself with the wind, and his smile was quite a taste of a merry and talented man.

Ye Hao snorted, yes, you are very skinny, I will teach you to be a man later!

He Caiyun rubbed his temples and said: "Okay, since you all mean this, as you wish, the winner of this round will directly challenge General Shangguan, so the topic of this round, hmm......"

He Caiyun put a fan against his forehead, pondered for a moment and said, "Then let's make a poem with a beautiful theme." ”

As soon as He Caiyun's words fell, Wen Zhuangyuan snapped the folding fan in his hand, didn't even move the pen, and read directly.

"Light Luo small fan white orchid. ”

"The slender waist jade belt dances the sky veil. ”

"It is suspected that a fairy came down to earth. ”

Wen Zhuangyuan smiled, lengthened his voice and paused, and finally pointed the fan to the position of the veil where Nie Xiaorou was, and said leisurely: "Looking back and smiling is better than Xinghua." ”

When everyone heard this, they were like being struck by lightning!

"Good!"

"Oh my God, don't you even have to think about it?"

"The export of the champion is a chapter!"

Everyone in Tieyantai was in an uproar, and no one dared to step forward to argue with the current literary champion of Dayan.

He Caiyun was also a little dumbfounded, less than a second after he finished speaking, Wen Zhuangyuan had already composed a poem, how terrifying is this?

Ye Hao also gasped, is it so terrifying brother? The strength of this Wen Zhuangyuan is definitely not to be underestimated, if he hadn't crossed over from the earth, let alone Wen Zhuangyuan, any scholar would have beaten him.

Ye Hao sighed a little, thanks to the great compulsory education, I can pretend to be here today! Long live compulsory education!

Wen Zhuangyuan looked at Ye Hao with a smile and wanted to deal with it, but Ye Hao had already turned on the mode of reading aloud and reciting the full text!

Ye Hao didn't move his pen anymore, his eyes looked at the direction where Nie Xiaorou was, as if he was talking to her, and he read directly.

"The wild geese have beautiful women. ”

"Peerless and independent. ”

"Wander the city. ”

"Look at the country again. ”

Syllable!

Wen Zhuangyuan frowned and closed the folding fan in his hand.

Everyone was shocked, they didn't expect Ye Hao's counterattack to be so fierce!

Wen Zhuangyuan didn't give up, he wanted to open his mouth and make another song.

However, Ye Hao has taken the lead.

Ye Hao didn't feel comfortable after finishing a poem, and turned on the mode of reading aloud and reciting the full text again.

"There is no such thing as a thousand autumns. ”

"Pleasing to the eye is a beautiful woman. ”

"The country and the city. ”

"Shocking to the world. ”

Everyone was confused by Ye Hao's cannon.

Nie Xiaorou in the veil also shook her head and sighed: "This flamboyant boy." ”

Wen Zhuangyuan still wanted to open his mouth, but the speed was far less than that of Ye Hao, who opened the reading aloud and memorized the full text.

Ye Hao continued to recite, intending to suppress this literary champion until he was convinced.

"It's a lot. ”

"White dew is frost. ”

"The so-called Iraqi people. ”

"On the water side. ”

Nie Xiaorou in the veil felt a little embarrassed, which praised her to the sky.

Everyone in Tieyantai was stunned, this quatrain was sprinkled like crazy like money, where did this fierce man come from?

What's more, a scholar present actually took notes and wrote the poems made by Ye Hao on paper, so that they could be spread all over the country in the future!

Many scholars on the stage kept sighing and said in frustration.

"Poet saint, poet saint. ”

"He's the winner. ”

"I'm not as good as my peers. ”

Wen Zhuangyuan's face became more and more ugly, and the man in front of him did not save any face for Wen Zhuangyuan of the Dayan Dynasty.

The Oriental Legend frowned, his murderous intent had risen, and he said coldly: "This son's poetry is the same as breathing, terrifying!"

Yan Qingling was also a little stunned.

Li Budian was full of interest and quietly watched Ye Hao pretending to be forced.

Ye Hao saw that Wen Zhuangyuan was still nervous, smiled in his heart, and was ready to make a big move directly.

"The Nie family has a girl who has just grown up. ”

"Raised in the depths of the boudoir people do not know. ”

Looking back, he smiled. ”

"The six palaces have no color. ”

Ye Hao gave up, and the audience was in an uproar!

Ye Hao's usage of looking back and smiling is countless times more clever than Wen Zhuangyuan's usage!

Nie Xiaorou in the veil was a little shy, and she was praised with a quatrain, even if the gods came, they couldn't withstand the waves.

Wen Zhuangyuan knew that he had met a fierce man like a fairy, no matter how amazing he was, he couldn't compare to the immortals, so he had to smile bitterly, arched his hand and said: "Ye Xiucai is a step ahead, I admit defeat!"

As soon as Wen Zhuangyuan admitted defeat, the other scholars present also knew their weight and conceded defeat to Ye Hao.

Tie Yantai fried the pot in an instant, and over the years, the Begonia Poetry Club has been opened, and it is the first time that such a fierce person has ever experienced it!

Ye Hao nodded, he was already intoxicated in the abyss of pretending to be coerced, unable to extricate himself.

Ye Haoniu coaxed, and said with a little sentimentality: "It will be the top of the mountain, and you can see the mountains at a glance." ”

Burst!

Wen Zhuangyuan almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Everyone in Tieyantai is confused, do you have to use quatrains to pretend to be forced?

A group of wealthy businessmen and scholars stepped down in disgrace, a million taels of gold, tonight can be regarded as a throw, but it is only because of bad luck that they met this kind of fierce person.

At this time, the Oriental Legend whispered to Li Halfian: "Elder Wu, I have sent someone to prepare the poisoned wine, and I can serve it to the person on the stage at any time, just waiting for Elder Wu's order." ”

Yan Qingling also nodded, it is related to Lingyun Sect and his party, Nie Xiaorou must meet each other, Nie Xiaorou has always been protected by the master of Lingyun Sect, after tonight, I am afraid that there will be no more chances.

Lingyun Sect is mixed, not only the people of the Dayan Dynasty, but also several other dynasties, and people from the same country in this domain, Tianjiao abounds, and it is not excluded that those children from poor and remote areas can be said to be in danger.

If you can get along with Nie Xiaorou, with Nie Xiaorou's status in the Lingyun Sect, all kinds of things will be guaranteed!

"The poems written by General Shangguan on the 100th birthday of the Empress Dowager can only be regarded as average, and if you want to compare with the kid on the stage, there is absolutely no chance. Oriental Legend said.

Li Sleepian was a little speechless, how could these followers he received be such ruthless characters, and he didn't look at who I was, as long as I could shout 666 salted fish, it would be OK, okay?

Li Sleepless Gujing Wubo, and said lightly: "No need, I will follow Shangguan Yun to pass on the secret." ”

Dongfang Legend and Yan Qingling were both shocked, the kid on the stage was already so amazing, Elder Wu was still so sure, could it be that Elder Wu was an even more terrifying existence?

At this time, there were only two people left who were still qualified for the Begonia Poetry Club competition, neither of them brought accompanying scholars, they both played in person, only Ye Hao and Shangguan Yun remained.

"Ye Xiucai is really amazing, then tonight's highlight is here, Ye Xiucai will challenge the Shangguan General as the champion!" He Caiyun applauded.

Suddenly, the entire Tieyantai fell into a deathly silence, silent and audible of falling needles.

Everyone thought to themselves, if this kid dared to drag a word with General Shangguan, I am afraid that his life would be lost......