Chapter 134: The Song of the Petrel

In terms of image, Ka Miao and Alex lost completely, and even secretly regretted it, knowing that Yang Yi was so popular, they didn't make much fanfare, these ignorant girls, they were deceived by the appearance of the Dragon Knight and his attendants, how naΓ―ve, how ridiculous, how heart-wrenching......

However, it doesn't matter, as long as they win these few dirt buns in poetry, the glory is still theirs, and they can even drive Yang Yi and the others out of Norhandway City, so that everyone in the audience can see who is the real scholar and what is the real talent, and it is by no means a few beautiful faces. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

It's a pity that the girls don't think that talent is very important, in their eyes, the handsome and dashing Yang Yi, Fuman, and Andre are the representatives of justice and the manifestation of talent, so the scene did not calm down, Little Apple's singing is still in the chorus, Yang Yi feels that the atmosphere is almost over, and it will become a concert if it doesn't stop.

"Thank you for your support, now it's time for us to compete, please watch quietly, and please be a witness. ”

Yang Yi's words worked, and the girls' voices quieted down, but the discussion continued in a low voice: "Ah, the dragon knight is really personable......"

"Yes, yes, not only graceful, but also very gentle, the words just now seem to be said in my ear, I am so happy......"

Ka Miao and Alex almost fainted, Alex held back his anger and said loudly to Yang Yi: "We don't praise love today, we praise courage, I have a poem about courage here, called Rebirth in the Fire, please advise!"

"Please, please start your performance!" Yang Yi stretched out his hand lightly and made a gesture of please, the fans in the audience suddenly screamed again, Alex snorted coldly, and recited the poem loudly: "The armor belonging to the warrior has been waiting for a long time in the calm hall, the cold light of the long sword, the cloud cracking silk shines on the dimness of the room, the king raises his arms and shouts, the warrior rides the dust, those water and sand white light and shadow of the land, glowing with the light of buttoning the strings and singing, the blood on the wall of the ruined palace wrote verses, burned for an afternoon." ......”

Alex looks the same as a pig's head, but what people do in this poem is not pig's head three at all, on the contrary, it is quite good, so good that if it weren't for Yang Yi, ordinary people wouldn't be able to catch it at all, especially his voice, which was a little low, and he actually recited the whole poem to make people's blood boil.

Hanover City is the capital of the Ottoman Empire, the center of politics, culture and economy, there are relatively many literate people, and the education level is naturally higher than other places, as soon as this poem about courage comes out, many people hear that it is good, and even some aristocratic ladies become nervous, Alex's poem about courage is really difficult to surpass, especially if it has to be made on the spot, the difficulty will increase countless times.

Although it seems a little unfair, after all, it is Alex's question, obviously he has been prepared for a long time, but once Yang Yi accepts the offer, there is no one to blame for winning or losing, so when Alex recited the entire poem about courage, there was silence now, and everyone's eyes were on Yang Yi, Forman and Andre.

Forman and Andre were also nervous, especially Forman, who was a graduate of the regular Academy of Magic, and his appreciation of poetry was quite good, and asked Yang Yi in a low voice: "We are decided, are you looking for an excuse to quit decently?"

Yang Yi glanced at Fu Man in surprise, and said softly, "You underestimate your knight master, right?"

Forman didn't understand Yang Yi's confidence, on the contrary, he had no confidence in Yang Yi, because Forman had heard the poems made by Yang Yi, and at the dinner party held by King Black, he was full of sycophants, and if he really made a poem like that on the spot, it would be a shame or a shame.

"My esteemed knight lord, Alex's poem about courage is impeccable, in a short period of time, no, I'm afraid there has been no poetry about courage in recent years, let's quit now, we can still maintain a little dignity, if we don't quit, it can only be a shame. ”

It's not just Fuman who thinks like this, almost everyone thinks like this, and even some girls can't bear to see Yang Yi deflated, so they cover their mouths sadly, and many learned people and aristocrats are even more discussing: "It's worthy of being a student in Su Garden, a poem about courage is indeed a rare good poem in recent years......"

"Hey, I thought there was a good show to watch, but Alex's recitation of this poem really embarrassed the dragon knight. ”

"A knight is a knight, how much knowledge can a knight have?"

"No, I believe that the Dragon Knight will definitely make a better poem about courage......"

The last words were said by a noble lady, she really couldn't bear to see Yang Yi's failure, and tried her best to defend Yang Yi, but her voice was so insignificant in the crowd, drowned in a discussion, and her eyes were looking at Yang Yi on the stage.

Yang Yi enjoyed this feeling quite a lot, in the case that everyone was not optimistic, it was the coolest to turn over and slap his face, this effect was so good that Yang Yi simply closed his eyes, listened to the discussion, took a deep breath, and then opened his eyes and said to Alex: "It is indeed a good poem." ”

Alex was proud, and said to Yang Yi with a smile: "Don't dare to say yes, this is just a poem that I usually have, respected knight, if you think you can't make a better poem than this, just apologize to Ka Miao and leave Hanover City." ”

"Is that okay?" Yang Yi asked lightly.

There was an exclamation from the audience, and the fans couldn't bear to see Yang Yi's embarrassed appearance, and some even went home sadly, but Yang Yi took a deep breath and suddenly said loudly: "Since the poetry we are competing in is about courage, then, I don't even dare to recite the poem, that is to insult the word courage, dear Mr. Alex, I also have a poem about courage, now I want to recite it to you, to all the people!"

Yang Yi's voice was very loud, everyone present could hear it, his courage won back the hearts of the fans, some fans looked at Yang Yi's firm expression, and muttered to themselves: "This is the dragon knight in the story, he ...... It's really handsome!"

"Good Dragon Knight, no matter if you win or lose, I will support you......"

Yang Yi smiled slightly, he would never lose, he didn't have to deal with Alex too deeply, the content of the primary and secondary school textbooks could be used to torture him, Yang Yi stretched out his hand, looked towards the sky, and said loudly: "On the vast sea, the wind is gathering dark clouds. Between the clouds and the sea, the petrel flies proudly like black lightning. One moment its wings touched the waves, the next it rushed straight into the clouds, and it cried, and in the brave cry of the birds, the clouds heard joy. ”

In this shout was filled with a longing for the storm! In this shout, the dark clouds heard the power of anger, the flame of passion, and the confidence of victory. The seagulls moaned and moaned before the storm, and they flew over the sea, trying to hide their fear of the storm in the depths of the sea. The sea ducks were moaning, too, and they could not enjoy the joy of life's battles: the rumbling thunder frightened them. ”

Yang Yi's poems are the songs of Haiyan that have been passed down to future generations and have endured for generations, and is there anything more courageous than this poem? Yang Yi participated in the drama club when he was in college, and this Haiyan was practiced when he was in the drama club, and even performed on stage.

Yang Yi's high-pitched voice is like a petrel flying proudly through the stormy waves...... It's just a beginning, and everyone was immediately calmed, a classic is a classic, and the reason why it has become a classic is because it can be pointed directly to the heart, can be passed on, and can be called a classic if it changes over the years, but it will not fade the color.

"Oh my God, this is the most exciting poem I've ever heard, although it doesn't say courage directly, but I feel it, I feel it......"

"Don't speak, please finish listening to this hymn, please respect this great hymn......"

Some people exclaimed, some people stopped exclaiming, everyone looked at Yang Yi on the stage, Yang Yi didn't realize it, at this moment, it seemed to turn into a proud petrel, and his voice was sometimes low, sometimes high-pitched: "Stupid penguin, timidly hiding his fat body under the cliff...... Only the haughty petrel, bravely, and freely, flew over the foaming sea! The clouds grew darker and lower, pressing down toward the sea, and the waves sang and rushed high into the air to meet the thunder. ”

"Thunder roared. The waves cried out in angry droplets, contending with the wind. Behold, the wind clung to the waves and threw them viciously against the cliffs, smashing the massive pieces of jade into dust and dust. ”

"The petrel cried and flew, like black lightning, through the clouds like arrows, and its wings swept the droplets of the waves. Behold, it flies like an elf, a haughty, black stormy elf, and it laughs, and it howls...... It laughed at the clouds, and it cried out with joy! This sensitive spirit, who had long heard of fatigue in the wrath of the thunder, was convinced that the clouds could not hide the sun, yes, not the sun!

The wind roars...... Thunder roared......

Piles of dark clouds, like cyan flames, burned on the bottomless sea. The sea seized the bolts of lightning and extinguished them in its own abyss. The shadows of these lightning bolts, like fiery snakes, swam in the sea and disappeared in a flash.

The storm is coming! Here is the brave petrel, flying haughtily in the roaring sea, in the midst of the lightning, and this is the prophet of victory shouting:

Let the storm come harder!

After reciting a Haiyan, Yang Yi held his head high, stood on the stage and did not move, the audience was all shocked, after a long time, someone sincerely slapped the face, and then the applause became more and more enthusiastic, and gradually became one, more and more enthusiastic, more and more enthusiastic, Yang Yi closed his eyes again, and muttered: "Let the applause come more violently!"