Chapter 32 Who Writes for Me?
"Who is not convinced? Who is not convinced?"
The audience was in an uproar, and everyone dispersed in unison.
Then everyone saw clearly, it turned out to be them!
Su Yuqiao, the first talent of Guide Middle School, and Li Bo and Li Zi'an, the second talent of Guide Middle School.
Everyone was relieved, yes, looking at the talents of the younger generations of Wuling, there are only these two people who dare to disobey Tang Yu after seeing Tang Yu's talent......
Tang Yu's mind was dazed again......
Not done yet?
Do you have to play yourself to death today?
Xie Cong continued to perform his duties and whispered in Tang Yu's ear: "These two are the top two of the four talents of the guide, the first is Su Yuqiao Su Prophet, and the second is Li Bo and Li Zi'an...... It's really ......."
Tang Yu pursed his lips tightly and didn't say a word.
Doctor Meng in front of him also frowned.
If it were someone else, he would definitely shout loudly, but these two people do have capital......
He pondered for a long time and said, "Prophet, Zi'an, you are both masters, and Tang Yushi has no merit, so why should you two ......?"
Su Yuqiao said with a cold face: "Doctor, the poetry club is only based on poetry, regardless of high school or middle school. Since Tang Yushizi has this poetic talent, I want to write a poem against him...... I thought that if he did, he would be able to become the leader of the March Poetry Society......"
When Su Yuqiao said this, he looked at Tang Yu coldly and said, "Tang Yushi, do you dare to write a poem with me on each proposition?"
Su Yuqiao was aggressive and menacing.
Tang Yu couldn't help but roll his eyes at him.
This woman, I have no grievances with you, why do you have to get along with me?
Tang Yu didn't speak, everyone's eyes looked at him, and most of the scholars showed excitement in their eyes.
Today's poetry meeting is really unexpected, **wave after wave, I didn't expect Su Fuzi to write poems, last year's Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting Su Fuzi didn't write poems, just made a poem "Jiangchengzi" words. As soon as this word came out, there was no good word in the Mid-Autumn Festival in Wuling......
In her words, composing poetry will help the middle school students learn Bagu, so she will no longer write poems, lest there will be no more good poems in Wuling, which will frustrate the spirit of the middle school students......
If this is said by others, it will surely be scolded as a madman.
But since it was said by Su Yuqiao Su Prophet, it was a famous saying, because she was a legend in the hearts of Wuling scholars.
Tang Yu's talent is indeed high, but what about Fuzi Su?
Today, the two of them are fighting, and tomorrow will definitely cause a sensation in the entire Wuling City, and this matter will inevitably be recorded in the history of Wuling.
And all the scholars who participated in the poetry meeting today are really blessed.
"Brother Tang Xian......"
Xie Cong was a little excited, and his voice trembled a little.
But then, everyone saw Tang Yugong saluting Su Yuqiao respectfully, and said: "Master Su, I don't dare, I'm actually not very good at composing poetry, and my talent is not as good as you, the leader of this March poetry club is your ......."
"Ah......h
Everyone exclaimed.
Su Yuqiao was even more stunned, and said, "You...... You...... How dare you?"
Tang Yucai ignored her expression, slowly stepped back, and didn't even look at her.
A female neurotic, I didn't offend you, why do you have to bite me like a mad dog?
Okay, count yourself ruthless! You're talented, can't I admit it? I'm afraid you're still not good?
Today is not to compose poetry, what can you do with me?
"Alright, alright! Tang Yu's students all said that they were willing to bow down, you are a dignified bachelor, do you have to get along with others?" Li Bo said with a smile, his fat body moved to Tang Yu's side, and said:
"I'm not convinced, it's not that I don't accept you, it's just that I don't accept that some people say that your two sentences 'I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone' are two crooked poems, and the donkey's lips are not the horse's mouth, I think this poem is extraordinary, and it is a great good poem.
Therefore, this opportunity is rare today, Tang Yu, you must let me see this poem.
At the same time, it is also good to silence all those who say that this poem is crooked, hehe, haha......"
In the end, Li Bo grinned, his eyes looked directly at Su Yuqiao, and his eyes were clearly provocative.
Su Yuqiao's personality could not tolerate such a provocation by Li Bo, and immediately said: "Li Zi'an, what do you mean? Since you say so, then today I am no better than the proposition poem, and I also want to see this poem." Tang Yu, this poem was written by you, is it okay for you to chant it again?"
Tang Yu glanced at Li Bo and felt that his hand hurt.
This Li Bo, what is a pair of fat hands doing with so much effort to grab his arms?
He hurriedly took a step back and said, "Master Li, this poem is really not made by me, it is the ......"
Li Bo laughed and said, "I know, you did it for nothing, you are white, you are too white, we all know, haha......"
When Li Bo said this, his eyes stared at Su Yuqiao, and Su Yuqiao trembled with anger.
And there is another person who is also very embarrassed.
This person is naturally Wang Mao.
Wang Mao said in public that Tang Yu was a crooked poem, and was immediately scolded by Tang Yu, "You are white, you are too white......
Now Li Bo has to ask Tang Yu to present all this poem, in case it is ...... Ay......
But these two poems clearly have a copper smell, and the two poems don't match each other, is it possible that such poems are also good poems?
"Tang Yushizi, since the two masters want to see your poem, you can chant it! I also want to see it......" Master Meng finally spoke.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on Tang Yu's head, and this poem could be copied out.
But this poem is not a four-character or eight-character poem, but a long poem in ancient style.
The level of his own calligraphy, copying such a long poem, must be disabled......
It seems that he can't hide today, he groaned for a while, turned his head to look at Xie Cong, and said, "Brother Xie, I broke my right arm, and it is really difficult to hold the pen, can you help me hold the pen......"
"Huh?"
The audience was shocked again.
Even Master Meng and Master Cao Qing were stunned at the same time.
Look at this young man is honest, but he is really tricky.
This poem has not yet been chanted, but let Xie Cong, one of the four great talents, write it, among the descendants of Wuling, how many people dare to be Xie Cong for the pen and ink boy?
In the past, Tang Yu showed weakness to Su Yuqiao, he was still very sincere and humble, but now it seems that he is showing weakness, and he clearly disdains to compare poems with Su Yuqiao.
Now, good guy, this counterattack is yin and vicious, and the level of this damage is really not ordinarily high.
What kind of poem, Xie Cong can only be a pen and ink boy?
This is what they think about a lot, Tang Yu actually doesn't know the rules of the poetry club, and he doesn't know that the poetry club originally had a pen and ink boy who was responsible for recording poems.
If he knew about this, he would have written the poem "Spring Dawn" with his own pen?
Seeing the fierce reactions of the people around him, as well as the embarrassment in Xie Cong's expression, he realized if he had made a mistake?
And in the embarrassing atmosphere, Li Bo and Li Fatzi shook his arms and said: "You don't need Xie Cong to write, I'll write with you!" Sure enough, it's a long poem, tsk, tsk, I guessed well. Before, I thought that you were really lacking in calligraphy, and I dared to feel that you had an injury to your right arm, so it is, so it is...... Understandable, understandable......"
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