"What? Continuing to write Anonymous's work? This...... How is this possible? ”

"It is extremely difficult to continue to write other people's works, everyone's pen style is different, if the continuation is not good, it is the same as the dog's tail mink."

"The few sentences of Yunzhou Anonymous seem simple and popular, but each sentence rhymes, and it is catchy to read, like singing, if you want to continue to write Anonymous's work, I'm afraid that even a six-grade novelist will be difficult to do, right?"

"Yes, I once tried to write that one, but I found that the sentences looked simple, but they were arranged according to rhyme, which not only required a response to the virtual and the real, but also a harmonious sound. Even if it takes three or five years, it may not be able to continue to write completely, let alone only one hour. ”

The students expressed their opinions, and everyone felt that it was impossible to do it, and it was still possible to just continue to write novels and essays, but the anonymous work contained too many things to be done, even by the few respected lecturers in the literary house.

Yin Lushan couldn't help but say: "It's too difficult to let a second-grade novelist continue to write this work, right?" Which one of those present could do it in one hour? ”

Song Wei sneered: "Is Sect Yin questioning the title of a half-saint?" I think it's a good fit! ”

Yin Lushan glared at him angrily and said, "Song Wei, a person like you is not worthy of being a teacher of Wenfu, no matter what the outcome is, I must let Zhong Fujun remove your position!" ”

Song Wei sneered slightly, he was not afraid of the threat of Yin Lushan, as long as Li Changge fell at this level, the best ending would be the collapse of Wenxin, and he would become a wasted person from then on.

How could Zhong Liwei punish himself for a wasted person?

Senior Inspector Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, with a satisfied smile on his face, the anonymous work was spread in the streets and alleys of Yunzhou City, and he had also heard about it, knowing that the work seemed simple, but it was undoubtedly extremely difficult to continue writing.

Even if Li Changge's poems are good and the pair is good, he will never be able to continue to write this kind of work!

Not to mention the time limit.

Huo Liancheng was also smiling, with a smug look on his face, as long as Li Changge failed to sue for the Holy Order, the end would be extremely miserable, and even if he didn't kill him, Yunzhou City would come up and step on Li Changge.

……

Zhong Liwei used his literary spirit all the way to gallop, seeing that he was only forty or fifty miles away from Yunzhou City, and suddenly saw that the demi-saint came out of the continuation question, his face couldn't help but sink, and he said secretly: "This half-saint question is really extremely difficult, I can also do it as a poem on the second question, but it is too difficult to continue to write an anonymous work on the third question!" The anonymous work is obviously made up according to the flat water rhyme, there are fifteen rhymes in the upper level, and there are fifteen rhymes in the lower level, adding up to four or five thousand words, each word is compiled into a sentence, if it is me, it will take at least a few months to make it up, and it is impossible to do it in an hour! ”

……

"This third question is for me to finish Anonymous's work?"

Li Changge faced the super-grade phantom in the air, but he was slightly stunned, this is too coincidental, right? Isn't this a question to be given?

He slowly closed his eyes, and a copy of "Sound Rhythm Enlightenment" slowly appeared in his mind, and with his thoughts, "Sound Rhythm Enlightenment" slowly turned the page.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and said, "Students can continue their work." ”

There was an uproar in the square.

"Does he really want to write a follow-up?"

"Is he confident that he will continue to write Anonymous's work?"

"Now that the arrow is on the line, he has to send it, even if he doesn't want to continue writing, there is no way, but even if he racks his brains, he can only continue a few sentences at most."

Huo Liancheng couldn't help laughing and said, "Brother Li, if you can't do it, don't force it!" ”

Xiao Liang glared angrily and said angrily: "Huo Liancheng, if you don't die, when I am admitted to the fourth grade, I will be the first to kill you!" ”

Yun Yanqiu whispered to Li Changge: "Brother Li, you have passed two questions, and the half-saint has a good impression of you, if you beg the saint, you may not be able to change the topic." ”

"No need, that's it." Li Changge shook his head slightly.

Yun Yanqiu was dumbfounded for a while, did Li Changge think that he could really continue to write? It's over, he must have underestimated this anonymous work and thought it was simple.

"Let's get started!" The demi-saint in the air spoke.

Li Changge came up with the picture on the first page of "Sound Rhythm Enlightenment" in his mind, and recited:

"Yidong! Clouds against rain, snow against wind, evening against clear skies. Laihong is against the swallow, and the bird is against the songworm. Three-foot sword, six-jun bow, Lingbei to Jiangdong. The summer palace in the world, the wide cold palace in the sky. On both sides of the strait, the smoke and willows are green, and the spring rain in a garden is red. The two temples are windy and frosty, and the guests who travel early on the way; A cloud of smoke and rain, the night fishing by the stream......"

This section is an anonymous work spread in the streets and alleys.

Li Changge paused slightly, and then recited aloud: "Follow the revolution, the similarity is the same, and the white is against the yellow child." The river wind is against the sea fog, and the shepherd is against the fisherman. ”

The expressions of the students changed, and they all whispered softly.

Did he really start a sequel?

Inspector Zheng also felt a little bad, and secretly said in his heart that although he could continue to write a paragraph, it would never be possible to finish it, and the more he continued to write, the more exhausted his thinking would be, and the more difficult it would be in the future!

"Yan Xiang is ugly, Ruan Tu is poor, and Hebei is facing Liaodong. The pool is full of water, and the wind is blowing outside the door. Poor to rich, plug to pass, wild to brook boy. The sideburns are green to the eyebrows, and the teeth are red to the lips. The sky is vain, the sun is melting, and the sword is bent against the bow. Half of the stream is green, and thousands of trees are red. The wild swallow wears the willow rain, and the fish in Fangchi play the lotus wind......"

Li Changge's voice was loud, just like singing, and the beautiful sentences came out one by one, and the looks on the faces of the students changed from worry to surprise.

Several students and teachers reacted and quickly wrote on the paper with a pen, and the more they wrote, the more excited they became.

Soon the first east rhyme had been continued, Li Changge didn't think about it, and then said: "Second winter." Spring to summer, autumn to winter, dusk drums to morning bells. Watching the mountains is to play with the water, and the green bamboo is to the pine! The Qinling Mountains are horizontal, and they are eight thousand miles away; Wushan rain washes, Saga twelve dangerous peaks. ”

The more everyone listened, the more they were in a daze, their eyes were fixed on Li Changge, and everyone didn't expect him to achieve Erdongyun so quickly.

Inspector Zheng and the others' faces became ugly, and they secretly cursed Li Changge in their hearts for running out of talent.

After the second winter, Li Changge's speech speed accelerated, and his voice was like a song, and he soon recited the fifteenth deletion.

"Xing is against waste, attached to climbing, dew grass is against frost, Ge Lian is against borrowing Kou, and Xi Kong is against Xiyan. The mountain barriers, the water murmuring, Fengbi to the probe. The donkey trapped the guest side through the water, and the chicken Naruto has sent a letter to the customs. A few nights of frost flying, there has been a canghong resignation in the north; The fog is dark in several dynasties, and there is no Xuan Leopard hidden in the South Mountain. ”

Everyone looked at Li Changge blankly, their faces full of disbelief.

Especially Zheng Inspector, Wan Bingcao, Song Wei, Huo Liancheng and others were even more sluggish and blank, their minds were blank, they couldn't imagine that Li Changge could really continue to write that anonymous work, and there was no blockage, all the way to the last rhyme of Shangping.

Exporting chapters is already considered talented, but what is exporting books? Definitely a genius among geniuses!

As long as such a person is given room for development, he will at least be a high-quality novelist in the future!

And those students who took the pen to record were leisurely fascinated, like drinking mellow mash, and even couldn't help but read it in a low voice.

Some of these sentences are popular, from single-word pairs to double-word pairs, three-word pairs, five-character pairs, seven-character pairs to eleven-word pairs, all of which are harmonious and catchy, and the most terrifying thing is that these sentences include astronomy, geography, flowers and trees, birds and beasts, people, utensils and other things!

Li Changge quickly recited Xia Ping, and the sound was like music surrounding the Wen Mansion, and at this moment, the golden jade porcelain in the Wen Mansion actually vibrated slightly, making a crisp sound.

Far from becoming noise, the sound of these gold and jade porcelain became the accompaniment of Li Changge, turning into a beautiful piece of music that enveloped the Wenfu.

The students were fascinated by what they heard, and the eyes that looked at Li Changge were even more like looking at a demon.

"Peerless!"

For a moment, the word flashed through many people's minds.

Li Changge didn't know the students' misunderstanding of him, he quickly recited the "Sound Rhythm Enlightenment" in his mind, and his mouth was dry when he read it, but he felt that this "Sound Rhythm Enlightenment" was too long to write.

By the time Li Changge recites to Eleven You, Inspector Zheng and the others seemed to have lost all their strength and collapsed on the ground, their faces pale and colorless!

Who would have thought that this Li Changge would really be able to continue to write Anonymous's work, how did he do it? What kind of demon is it?

Wan Bing Cao regretted it even more in his heart, he had obviously seen Li Changge's talent for on-the-spot composition, but he still wanted to harm him, and now he really lifted a stone to shoot himself in the foot!

Huo Liancheng will definitely die for stealing the text, and if he perjuries for him, he will definitely not be able to keep his official position, and I am afraid that he will be imprisoned!

He looked at Huo Liancheng, his eyes were full of hatred, and he said angrily in a low voice: "The shaft mistook me!" The shaft mistook me!! ”

Huo Liancheng had completely lost his strength, trembling with fear, and he only hoped that Li Changge would run out of talent, and he couldn't do it later.

However, although Li Changge's tone was tired, he still did not lag in the slightest, and soon recited the last rhyme of Xia Ping.

"Fifteen salty. Clear to turbid, bitter to salty, one to three. Smoke to the hat, moon to sail. The warbler is eyeliding, the swallow is murmuring, and the willow berry is against the pine fir. The love is deep and sad, and the tears are wet and the green shirt is wet. ”

“……”

“…… Saicheng heard the horn, and Jiangpu recognized the sail. The river is a source of the shape of Mimi, Mount Tai ten thousand potential rocks. ”

Li Changge finished reciting the last sentence in a hoarse voice, and the time was just over, and the golden jade porcelain in the Wenfu slowly stopped vibrating.

He breathed heavily, a tired look on his face.

The people present all looked at each other in horror, and the audience was silent.

This man is simply a demon!

It really continued Anonymous's work in an hour?!

Those so-called geniuses who can export chapters are simply ordinary ordinary people who can't be more ordinary than him!

What is the export chapter?

He's exporting into a book!

The demi-saint was silent for a long time, and then spoke: "Great goodness! Would you like to study at the National Academy? ”