When he walked out of the crowd, Lin Yu found that there were two eyes that had been following him, and he glanced at them at random, one was the provocative and disdainful eyes shot by Situ *, and the other was Song Xianluo's inquisitive and curious gaze like a fawn, and he couldn't help but laugh secretly in his heart.

But it's just a simple competition, and it's so exaggerated, if you want to win, you can just find a poem from the poetry on the earth, you can shock the audience, the people here are really too young, too simple, very stupid and naïve.

The five of them walked out of the crowd and came to the viewing platform, standing next to them with a pen and paper in their hands, waiting for Gonggong Cai to announce the title of the finals.

"The second competition of Wendou will be personally written by His Majesty, and the ability of the five finalists to compose poems quickly will be tested. His Majesty the Emperor will point out a view around the Imperial Capital, and the five finalists will each be required to write a poem within one stick of incense, and then His Majesty the Emperor and the four princes will determine the final top three. Cai Gonggong said loudly.

Yu Shaoxi's eyes swept over the five finalists in the audience, and said with a smile: "The five are really dragons and phoenixes among people, presumably what Gonggong Cai said just now, you have already understood." So, I'm going to come up with the question. ”

Clearing his throat, he continued: "On the way from the palace today, I passed by the Sanzhang Waterfall of Tianhe Mountain, and saw that the waterhole was crystal clear and refreshing, and the waterfall was dazzling and falling in the air, which couldn't help but make people poetic. Therefore, the next final poem topic is to let a few talented and beautiful people improvise a poem to praise the three-zhang waterfall. ”

Situ Xiaoyu was happy after listening to it, this poem of Sanzhang Waterfall was the most painstaking, and he deliberately made a quatrain, I didn't expect His Majesty the Emperor to choose here, it was simply God helping me! But Situ Xiaoyu was happy in his heart, but he couldn't see it at all on the surface, and pretended to frown and meditate over there.

Lin Yu rolled his eyes, glanced at Song Xianluo, who was frowning and still beautiful, had a plan, turned around and took the paper and pen from the little girl's hand, brushed a few strokes to write, and handed it in directly.

Gonggong Cai took the poem paper and said loudly: "The first person to hand it in is Lin Yu Gongzi, and his poem is: The waterfall hangs in the sky and falls into the world in an instant." Don't look at this small pool, it can hold up half the sky!"

Everyone on and off the stage looked at each other: if you want to say that this poem is not good, it seems to be like that, and it is a bit charming to read, but if you want to say that this poem is good, it seems that something is missing, why do you always have a feeling of not respecting the tense atmosphere in the venue?

You must know that Lin Yu was able to enter the third place, completely relying on his speed to win, how could there be a few minutes like him in previous years to hand over the next link? Although those pairs are quite crooked, but even if he is eliminated, it seems that it is impossible to say, so he can only be shortlisted. Who knew that in the finals, this guy was still the same, and he asked for a limerick.

Situ Xiaoyu was originally frightened by Lin Yu's speed again, and listening to his poems in his ears, he was relieved: although this poem is indeed decent, it is still a little far from himself. With his mind set, Situ Xiaoyu picked up the pen and wrote down the poems he had been preparing for a long time neatly and handed them over to the stage.

His poem is: The emperor has a view of Sanzhang Waterfall, and it looks like a weaving sky river from a distance. The light ruler is still difficult to measure, but the golden knife seems to be easy to cut!"

Chewing and savoring, everyone began to nod slowly, this poem describes the name and image of the waterfall, using a lot of metaphors, very vivid, although it is not perfect, but it is also a rare good sentence.

The sneering gaze that originally looked at Situ Xiaoyu began to change, and everyone remembered that when they were in the Benyun Jockey Club before, Situ Xiaoyu and Song Xianluo competed for the first place every time. Although there are more losses and fewer wins, it is always the first and second position.

"Situ Xiaoyu still has some ability, this poem is okay. Cai Zijia discussed.

"Yes, although he seemed to be in a bad state before, and made two crooked pairs, but now he is showing his talent. Cai Zi Yi thought so.

"Maybe his crooked right was also written to fight Lin Yu? This time such a guy appeared, Young Master Situ was also in a mess!" Cai Zi Bing carefully analyzed Situ Xiaoyu's psychology.

"But I think that this time's poems are slightly better than Young Master Situ! I don't know how Song Xianluo and Song Cainu wrote, presumably the champion will be decided among these two people again. "The talented man Ding thought about his goddess in his heart.

At this time, Song Xianluo was frowning, holding the paper in his hand. She had already made a poem, but she didn't feel satisfied, and after listening to Situ Xiaoyu's poem, she felt that her poem was much inferior, and she had no confidence at all.

was struggling, and a hand suddenly reached out on the side, snatching the poetry paper in her hand at once.

"Goddess Song has also written!I'll read it for her!" Lin Yu's voice came.

It's not just the talented people who pay attention to Song Xianluo, but Situ Xiaoyu, who has already delivered the manuscript, has also been looking here. Seeing that Lin Yu snatched Song Xianluo's poem casually, Situ Xiaoyu jumped up directly: "Who do you think you are?"

Song Xianluo was also taken aback, and glared at Lin Yu with some anger: I am not satisfied with this poem! I just rushed to read my own poem, why is this guy so reckless?

Lin Yu said with a look of contempt: "Who am I? Of course I am Song Xianluo's fiancé! Are you stupid? Or do you have a hole in your head? How did you get shortlisted? Song Xianluo is my fiancée, no one in the imperial capital knows? Who doesn't know? Oh, I know! You must not really Situ Xiaoyu, you must be a spy sent by the enemy country, the real Situ Xiaoyu has been killed by you! No wonder you always want to be the emperor!"

After saying it in one breath, Lin Yu turned to face the viewing platform again, and said with a stern face: "Your Majesty, this guy is a big monster! It will be detrimental to our Great Xia Empire! Please Your Majesty order him to die!"

Situ Xiaoyu was so angry that he trembled all over, and pointed at Lin Yu with a trembling finger: "You, you, you, you ......" didn't come up in one breath, and choked directly.

Lin Yu was still waiting to be ridiculed, and Emperor Yu Shaoxi spoke on the stage: "Okay, Lin Yu, don't make trouble." Now that you've picked up the paper, read it to me!"

However, Yu Shaoxi was really wondering in his heart: Can this big monster really become the same as Situ Xiaoyu? Seeing that this guy was a villain for a while, Situ Wuji's face on the stage was as black as the bottom of the pot, this Situ Xiaoyu seems to be really abnormal!