Facing Wu Yue's humiliated appearance, Qin Sheng deliberately pretended not to know and said: "Deputy editor-in-chief, deputy editor-in-chief, Qin Sheng is just a low-level talent, even if he gives Qin Sheng ten dares, Qin Sheng doesn't dare to be disrespectful to the deputy editor-in-chief, deputy editor-in-chief, you must be mistaken!"

"Make a mistake, Qin Sheng, you don't want to be cheap and behave, the poem you made is not satirical to me Wu Yue, what is it, and you don't dare to be half-disrespectful, are you so-called half-disrespectful?" Wu Yue was extremely angry, and looked at Qin Sheng as if she was dancing with her teeth and claws.

Qin Sheng looked at Wu Yue's angry appearance, still pretending to be indifferent, and said indifferently: "Deputy editor-in-chief, you have been thinking too much, and you have thought too much, no matter what, it is just a poem! Qin Sheng dared to ask the deputy editor-in-chief, and the name of the deputy editor-in-chief was clearly mentioned in the poem. ⊙ the top said, "

One day, I will let you know what true Confucianism and Taoism are, and let you completely try the taste of being humiliated!"

"Taste, the taste of humiliation! The deputy editor-in-chief owes you to the exit, what kind of humiliation, do you know the humiliation that you and you did to me Qin Sheng just before! At that time, as a Confucian morality, you can know that you have considered it for me Qin Sheng. ”

Qin Sheng's tone was resolute, and the words he came out were also sonorous and powerful.

Facing Qin Shengsuo, Wu Yue was suddenly speechless and didn't know what to do, and her angry face showed an embarrassed look.

As a result, Wu Yue and the entire people present lowered their heads at Qin Sheng's words, and were silent and silent, Qin Sheng was ready to leave when he saw this.

Wu Yue, as the deputy editor-in-chief of the dignified poetry newspaper, how could she be so willing to suffer a Qin Sheng's humiliation in front of so many people, seeing that Qin Sheng was leaving, Wu Yue's eyes suddenly emitted a cold light, and said dangerously: "It's okay, even if you Qin Sheng is humiliated, I will admit it, but I have the courage to ask you Qin Sheng again, Qin Sheng, do you still dare to make such a humiliating poem?"

Qin Sheng guessed through Wu Yue's expression, that is, Wu Yue's plan was to plan, thinking that even if Qin Sheng had literary talent, he would not be able to make two poems of the same type on the spot, so as soon as he retreated, his purpose was to turn the situation back and try to humiliate Qin Sheng.

Therefore, Qin Sheng knew Wu Yue's thoughts, so Qin Sheng deliberately pretended to be surprised, and deliberately pretended to be at a loss and said to Wu Yue: "Deputy editor-in-chief, as a well-known person in the literary world, you should know that although the poem is short, the shorter it is, the more concise it is, however, Qin Sheng is just a mere talent, thinking that this poem is already powerless, how can he still write a poem with the same meaning?"

Looking at the overwhelmed on Qin Sheng's face, Wu Yue's heart secretly rejoiced, when Wu Yue knew that Qin Sheng was so unknown, she also believed that Qin Sheng was just a showman, and it was simply impossible to make two types of the same poems at the same time.

In an instant, Wu Yue felt that the opportunity had come again, and the scenes of being humiliated by Qin Sheng instantly came to mind, at this time, Wu Yue turned to the people present and nodded, signaling them to also participate in the humiliation of Qin Sheng.

Everyone saw Wu Yue's hint, and suddenly the cold scene boiled for a while.

"Qin Sheng, Qin Sheng, aren't you a saint in front of the show? How dare you are frightened, don't you talk endlessly? If you really have that ability, you can make another poem!"

"The poem that he Qin Sheng just now may be hot-headed for a while, he is just a mere talent, so what if he has the ability to write another one?"

"Qin Sheng, Qin Sheng, you are really useless and incompetent, don't you know what kind of character the deputy editor-in-chief is, give you a chance to humiliate you, you don't have that ability, don't you feel ashamed?"

Qin Sheng deliberately pretended to be snubbed, his lips were slightly upturned, and his eyes revealed a look of pity.

When everyone's discussion slowly reached ** from the beginning, Wu Yue did not have the humiliation of Qin Sheng's poems before, but became proud, looking at Qin Sheng with a panicked face, Wu Yue deliberately looked up to the sky and sighed, and said with pity in his tone: "That's it, in vain you Qin Sheng is a saint before the show, Zeng also made a poem to surprise the saint, and once also defeated the demon clan in Meishan Pass, and now it seems that those are not your skills, just your luck!"

"Deputy editor-in-chief, luck, it turns out that everything he Qin Sheng did and got was just luck, he was really mediocre!"

"Hmph, mediocrity, that's lifting him, you look at his bear-like, it's not as good as mediocrity!"

"What the brothers say is very true! Typical mediocrity is just mediocrity!"

When everyone was proud, and in the face of Qin Sheng's unscrupulousness, Qin Sheng deliberately said in fear: "Deputy editor-in-chief, everyone, Qin Sheng has never seen the world, and I ask you to forgive me, if you really want Qin Sheng to write a poem with the same meaning as the previous one, can you give Qin Sheng a moment to think?"

Seeing Qin Sheng's frightened appearance at this time, Wu Yue had already decided that Qin Sheng would never be able to make another poem, so he said proudly: "Qin Sheng, of course you can." ”

"You need time to think!Qin Sheng, you won't have to think until dawn or longer, will you!"

"Admit it if you don't have the ability, don't use other things as an excuse, hypocrisy!"

"It's not hypocrisy, it's like an ant ascending to the sky, it's a pipe dream!"

In fact, when Qin Sheng made the "Miscellaneous Works" before, he found a few satirical poems like "Miscellaneous Works" through the book mountain in his heart, and at the same time, when Wu Yuechu wanted to make another poem, Qin Sheng could make a poem in minutes and seconds, and the reason why he deliberately pretended to be like this was to better humiliate Wu Yue and others, so that Wu Yue and others knew that everything had to be low-key, and they had to have a kind heart.

Qin Sheng deliberately pretended to be thinking, and that kind of panic was vivid, and it would not make people suspect that it was a kind of pretense.

After about a while, Wu Yue and everyone waited impatiently, and suddenly, Wu Yue said: "Qin Sheng, if you really can't think of it, forget it, look at your aggrieved appearance, if you are forced to do this because of a poem, something really has to happen, we will really take the blame and become the sinners of Dao County through the ages!"

"Deputy editor-in-chief, deputy editor-in-chief, don't be merciful, if you are merciful to Qin Sheng, he will be even more unscrupulous, and his head will be lifted to the sky!"

"Brothers' sadness, no one in his Qin Sheng's eyes is invincible, this is all God's retribution, see if he dares to be powerful in the future?"

In the face of their numbers and humiliation, when Qin Sheng felt that the time had come, Qin Sheng said at this time: "Okay, thank you for giving me time to think, Qin Sheng lived up to expectations, and finally thought of a poem, please read it and taste it!"

When he heard Qin Sheng's thought of poetry, Wu Yue was not half surprised at all, because he knew that Qin Sheng's office was completely white, and he had already ironclad that Qin Sheng could not make poetry, even if he could make poetry, it would be a patchwork poem, so Wu Yue deliberately pretended to be profound: "Qin Sheng is really talented and talented, and he thought of poetry so quickly, it is really a blessing for my Dao County literary world! Qin Sheng, you are okay, come quickly!" When Qin Sheng thought of the poem, everyone present was stunned, they couldn't believe Qin Sheng's words, the kind of surprise after knowing it was just a blink of an eye, and that kind of disbelief was an unshakable fact in front of them.

"Qin Sheng, don't be foolish, you really have the ability to come up with a poem, unless you are the reincarnation of a poet saint!"

"Hey! Blame can only blame fame and fortune, they have made people like this, crazy! I don't know what to do!"

"Let's all be quiet! Let's listen to our Qin Da Xiucai's masterpiece!"

When the last person said the last sentence, the whole scene suddenly fell silent.

Their eyes are not the expectation and concentration they had before, but now there is more sympathy and regret in their eyes in addition to disdain.

Qin Sheng didn't suddenly change his panicked appearance because he thought of the poem, he deliberately shook his head, deliberately coughed a few times, and when he was about to read the poem, he deliberately paused again.

Seeing Qin Sheng's pause, Wu Yue didn't speak, but thought in her heart that Qin Sheng's sudden pause at this moment must be a sign that Qin Sheng was stumped by poetry.

Some of the people present began to talk.

"Qin Sheng, don't force yourself! doing so will only make us look down on you even more!"

"Hmph! Born a worm, then it is destined to be a worm!"

"The dragon gives birth to the dragon, the phoenix gives birth to the phoenix, a disciple of a poor family is still a disciple of a poor family in the end!"

Qin Sheng still continued to pretend, in fact, he had already thought of the satirical poem, which was "Zhenggong Drunken Taiping" written by an unknown person in the Yuan Dynasty.

Suddenly, Qin Sheng read loudly: "Grab the mud swallow mouth, sharpen the iron needle, scrape the gold Buddha face and search carefully, and find nothing out of nothing." Quails look for peas, and herons split their legs. The mosquito has fat in the abdomen, and the old man starts with it. ”

When Wu Yue and everyone present heard Qin Sheng recite this poem "Zhenggong Drunken Taiping" sonorously and powerfully, when they carefully read the words in the text and comprehended its artistic conception, the smugness on their faces instantly disappeared, and at this time, the only thing on their faces was nothing but surprise, and the rest was only embarrassment and self-embarrassment.

Especially Wu Yue, in the face of Qin Sheng's "Zhenggong Drunken Taiping", although he was full of resentment and anger, but when he thought of what he had done before, he asked Qin Sheng to write another satirical poem, and Qin Sheng just followed his intentions, so Wu Yue's face was pale, and no matter how angry he was, he could only slap his swollen face and become fat.

"I really can't see it! Qin Sheng still has ink!"

"Yes, yes, this word is in no way inferior to the previous poem!"

Among the crowd, there were also a few people who praised Qin Sheng's poems, and the rest of them were ashamed and ashamed.

But at this time, someone came in outside the door, and it was a teenager who came in, and the young man saw Wu Yue present, and immediately said politely: "Deputy editor-in-chief, this is the invitation that our master gave you, tomorrow is the day of my sister and Young Master Cao's engagement, my lord, please come!"

When he heard that he was engaged, Qin Sheng fixed his eyes and saw that the young man who came was from the Wang family, so Qin Sheng kept wondering in his heart: "Didn't she get the holy water, shouldn't she recover her memory, how could she still be engaged to him?"