"Ye Xuan, I love you!" Xia Zhihan was so excited, she was even dripping with sweat, she was so good, Ye Xuan was so good, so good that she couldn't believe it.

"Who the hell is Ye Xuan?"

"It's too exaggerated, I don't think he's an earthling at all, and he can't figure out Ye Xuan from the stars!

"I also think it's invincible! Such a man, no wonder Xia Zhihan can take a fancy to it!"

"If I were a woman, I would like to fall in love with Ye Xuan!"

......

The excited discussion made Ye Xuan stand out like a dazzling pearl.

All the onlookers looked at Ye Xuan's eyes with a glow, a glow of anticipation for a miracle.

Shocking time and time again!

They have more expectations for Ye Xuan, what kind of excitement will it be next?

"You have a problem!" Lan Tianyang took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

"Okay!" Ye Xuan nodded, and without thinking too much, he said: "Half a life is in Hushan, what is the next sentence?"

Lan Tianyang frowned slightly, it seemed to be a little familiar, but he couldn't remember the feeling.

"Half-life traces in the lake and mountain?" Lan Tianyang muttered to himself.

"Ye Xuan is really face-saving! I thought he would publish foreign poems, in that case, Lan Tianyang would definitely be stunned!"

"Yes, Ye Xuan, this means casual play!"

"Half my life has been in Hushan, I seem to have heard this sentence, but I can't remember it!"

"Look at Lan Tianyang's sad appearance, paralyzed, what kind of bullshit genius is this, and he shamelessly claims to be the first genius of Tiannan University!"

"This sentence is a Chinese poem, if Lan Tianyang can't get it right, it will be a big ugly!"

......

Seeing Lan Tianyang's frowning appearance, many onlookers muttered and laughed.

These voices were naturally listened to by Lan Tianyang, and he was even more anxious, and sweat came out for a while.

"How many minutes have passed?, have you figured it out?" Ye Xuan asked with a smile.

"I've heard this sentence, but I can't remember it for a while!" Lan Tianyang said with a red face.

"Paralyzed, don't find a reason if you can't come out!"

"This kid is so thick-skinned, no wonder he can harass Xia Zhihan for so long!"

"It's kind of insightful, cheeky!"

......

Lan Tianyang's words brought another burst of ridicule.

"Half a life traces in the lakes and mountains, looking for comfort for the old face in January, from the early Qing Dynasty writer Gui Zhuang's "Return to the Boat and Stack the Front Rhyme". Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice.

"I lost the first game, and the second game started!" Lan Tianyang frowned, although he didn't admit it in his heart, but the facts were in front of him, and he couldn't allow him to quibble, he just wanted to move forward quickly~ into the second round, so that he could come back.

"Me first or you first?" Ye Xuan asked with a smile, his light appearance made people feel inexplicably good.

Playing with literature, Ye Xuan has the feeling of writing, that calmness, that temperament, that is the unhurried and impatient that literati should have, and the taste that literati should have.

On the other hand, Lan Tianyang, his brows are furrowed, sweat is rising, and his eyes are anxious, which is a manifestation of impetuousness.

If there were still people who echoed Lan Tianyang's claim to be the first genius of Tiannan University before, then at this moment, it was just a joke, at most it was just reading more books and showing off rhetoric.

"I'll go first!" Lan Tianyang seemed to be unable to wait, and said in a deep voice.

"Okay, you first!" Ye Xuan naturally wouldn't stop him.

Lan Tianyang calmed down a little, glanced at Xia Zhihan, then raised his head slightly, and read it out sentence by sentence, thinking that this poem had already been done in his heart, and he just took it out and used it today.

"The sun is twilight, and the forest is so deep that it is sparse. ”

"When the scales are broken, the birds and puppets are quietly perched. ”

"The road is far and suspicious, and the clouds are dim and the trees are low. ”

"Huang Liang is a dream, how can he marry a plum wife. ”

After Lan Tianyang finished reading, he was a little proud, looked at Ye Xuan and said, "What do you think?"

"This poem seems to be pretty good? was it made by Lan Tianyang himself?"

"This talent Lan Tianyang still has, after all, he is the president of the poetry club!"

"However, this must be a poem that has been done before, and now it is really disgraceful to take it out and use it!"

"Look at his smug look, how can I feel upset?"

"Anyway, this poem sounds pretty good, I don't know how Ye Xuan should compose a poem?"

......

A lot of talking voices muttered, for this poem, although the evaluation is not high, but it is not bad, after all, from the literal meaning, it is still a three-point taste, and it is also rhymed and aligned, and the words are fair, for students, it is really good.

"Your poem, to be honest, is neat and tidy, but it's just ordinary, as long as you are a person who studies poetry, you can generally do it, in general, the words are neat but lose their charm, and there are many allusions, but most of them are floating algae. Ye Xuan commented with a smile.

"You...... What do you mean? That's nice, you should make a poem!" Lan Tianyang was angry, his face turned red, and it was really unbearable for the poem he had prepared so easily to be evaluated like this.

"Listen!" Ye Xuan's mouth grinned a little, and suddenly retracted his smile, and said loudly:

"Whose old garden is cool to the new, and the spring is unbearable. ”

"In the cold, no one is everywhere, and they are crazy at will. ”

"I've come here several times over the years, and I've been hesitant to ask and hesitate. ”

"Half of the waves, two curtains of sparse willows, each of them is sad. ”

After Ye Xuan finished reading, the whole person seemed to fall into a sense of melancholy.

A song lamenting youth and ignorance, and a nostalgic word for the old scene came out like this.

Feeling it, Ye Xuan misses Wolong Mountain and misses the old man, but there is a taste of frivolity between the words, and there is flamboyance and melancholy between the words, which is catchy and full of taste!

"Good words!"

Many people were stunned for a moment, and then muttered silently, and couldn't help but admire.

This word is much better than Lan Tianyang's deliberate rhetoric and deliberate use of allusions, although it is simple, but the taste is more sufficient, although it is clear, it is also full of artistic conception.

"What do you think of my words compared to your poem?" Ye Xuan suddenly restrained his sentimental sentiment again, looked at Lan Tianyang and asked.

"This ......" Lan Tianyang frowned, and reason told him that Ye Xuan's poem was indeed better than his own, but could he just admit defeat?

"Throw in the towel!"

"Throw in the towel!"

"Throw in the towel!"

......

Seeing that Lan Tianyang hesitated and didn't dare to admit it, many onlookers quit, especially Chang Linlin, who shouted loudly, more and more people joined in, the pressure can be imagined, Lan Tianyang can't help it if he wants to play tricks.

"It's really better than mine!" After finishing speaking, Lan Tianyang lowered his head.

"Three rounds, I have won two rounds, which means that I have won, don't harass Zhihan in the future, otherwise...... You know the consequences!" Ye Xuan smiled, stepped forward and grabbed Xia Zhihan's hand as he spoke, and left under the watchful eye of everyone.

Lan Tianyang stood in place, and only raised his head for a long time, his face was embarrassed and ashamed, but more than that, he was at a loss.

"Is it really inferior to him?" Lan Tianyang muttered to himself in despair.