Wu Chen felt very disappointed, obviously he was writing poetry with a lot of heart.

Jiang Yanming just wanted to say that it was useless to hold on to Buddha feet temporarily.

What Wu Chen wrote, in Jiang Yanming's opinion, there was nothing that could catch the eye at all.

Although it was not good to tear up the poem carefully prepared by Wu Chen in front of Wu Chen, Jiang Yanming really couldn't help it.

"Didn't I tell you to write about chivalry and revenge? What do you write? ”

Wu Chen whispered, "What I wrote is indeed my experience." ”

"Art comes from reality and is higher than reality. Your boy's temper, how many chivalrous and righteous deeds can you do? Jiang Yanming didn't have a good airway.

Wu Chen clenched his fists, lowered his head, and kept telling himself to calm down.

His father had never disciplined him like that.

"Where are we going?"

"Find someone who can help you, but whether she's willing to help is another matter."

Jiang Yanming and Wu Chen left the courtyard, and before leaving, Jiang Yanming closed the door with his hand.

However, after Jiang Yanming and Wu Chen left together, a figure walked out of the courtyard next to him, pushed open Jiang Yanming's courtyard door, and walked in.

She went straight to Jiang Yanming's house and rummaged through Jiang Yanming's yard for something.

Soon, the man was pleasantly surprised, "Found it!" ”

"Last night, the rain was sparse and the wind was sudden, and the heavy sleep did not kill the wine. I tried the curtain people, but the begonias were still the same. Did you know? Did you know? It should be green, fat, red and thin. ”

The man smacked his lips, "Jiang Yanming can actually write such a good poem?" It's unbelievable. ”

"But now it's mine."

The man took out a pen and paper from his bosom and copied the order from the dream.

Then the man put the piece of paper on which the dream order had been written.

The man tiptoed out of Jiang Yanming's room, restoring everything back to its original state.

After the man left, a black shadow appeared in Jiang Yanming's courtyard.

That black shadow quickly broke into Jiang Yanming's house and rummaged through Jiang Yanming's house.

Soon the man in black found the piece of paper with the dream written on it.

"That's it."

The man in black took the piece of paper into his arms and quickly left Jiang Yanming's courtyard.

A gust of wind blew, and the confetti scattered on the ground was blown away by the wind, becoming the only trace of change in Jiang Yanming's yard.

……

"Cousin Yanming, you make my sister very embarrassed."

On a table, Bai Jin, Jiang Yanming, and Wu Chen sat around, and Bai Jin supported his chin with his hand.

"Sister, it's definitely no problem to help you, after all, you still call me sister. But if you ask me to help guys, that's impossible. ”

Bai Jin said, glancing at Wu Chen with disdain.

Wu Chen glared back without showing weakness.

Bai Jin is level, and the work handed in by Yao Yuyi was changed with her help.

She studied with Jiang Yanming, more to monitor Wu Chen.

"But, Master Wu Shaotang, have you just passed the literary exam? How come you can't even write a decent poem? ”

"Hmph, I asked knowingly."

How can the prince of Wu, who is full of only fighting and killing, solve this kind of thing?

It must have been a wave of dark operations behind the scenes, and this only then did it sneak into Tianzi Academy.

In fact, the people who could be mixed in by the other four major sects except for the Divine Medicine Valley were all released after Ji Xingfei and Ji Hongsu's investigation.

After all, it's much easier to stare right under your nose than to find someone hiding in the shadows.

Therefore, even if Wu Chen's literary level was a mess, Ji Xingfei still turned a blind eye and let him pass.

In the same way, the same is true for Yao Yuyi.

The only difference may be that Yao Yuyi's level is much better than Wu Chen.

Wu Chen's arrogant attitude made Bai Jin very dissatisfied, and her smile faded a little.

"Looks like some people don't need my help."

Jiang Yanming shrugged, "The two of you are from similar backgrounds, Xiao Chenzi may be able to get some inspiration from you." ”

As for Wu Chen's own level, don't mention it.

"Needless to say, there's no way I'm going to let the guys from the Sun Moon Hall write good works, right? We're in competition! ”

Bai Jin decisively refused.

"Cut, if you don't help, you won't help, Young Master Ben really doesn't need your help!"

Wu Chen turned his head away.

Jiang Yanming sighed and whispered a few words in Bai Jin's ear.

"Huh? Uh-huh? What? ”

The expression on Bai Jin's face changed from shock to laughter.

"Hahaha! No, I'm happy to die. ”

Bai Jin laughed out loud without any image.

"I can actually write this kind of thing, and I think it's good, Master Wu, I really have you!"

Wu Chen's face was full of black lines, "The teacher is too much." ”

Jiang Yanming looked at Bai Jin, "So, Sister Bai, do you feel the pity of Xiao Chenzi?" ”

"He can feel it, and he can write poems like this, which is also great."

Bai Jin laughed so much that tears came out, and she reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"In that case, I can help him come up with ideas."

Wu Chen glanced at Bai Jin, "Why did you change your mind?" ”

"Because for now, you're no threat to us, Grand Master Wu."

Bai Jin said with a smile.

Wu Chen's own level is just like that, no matter how much he adjusts, he can't be too powerful.

"Xiao Chenzi, don't say that the teacher won't help you, Miss Ben will write a sentence for you."

Bai Jin provided pen and paper.

Jiang Yanming picked up the pen and wrote down the words.

"And try the new tea with new fire, and take advantage of the new wine."

This sentence is also a famous sentence, for the sake of Wu Chen's teacher who has called him so many times, this sentence will be given to him.

Although Wu Chen's own level can't be worse, he still has the ability to appreciate good sentences.

"Thank you, teacher!" Wu Chen said excitedly.

This sentence is simply so well written, it deserves to be Miss Jiang.

"Cousin Yanming, such a good sentence, if you don't give it to your sister, why did you give it to this guy?"

Bai Jin's tone was a little resentful.

"This is not my original, it was written by a literary master named Su Dongpo, but it has not been handed down."

Jiang Yanming explained.

"There's another day, and I'm not going to stay longer. I hope you have a happy cooperation. ”

"It's not pleasant." Wu Chen snorted coldly.

"Master Wu, this is not an attitude of begging for people."

"Humph......"

Wu Chen finally lowered his proud head.

After Jiang Yanming dealt with Wu Chen's affairs, he went back to his courtyard.

As soon as she entered the house, trying to find her dream order and hand it in, she found that her work was missing.

"Who? Who took my work? ”

Jiang Yanming frowned, the loss of her work is not the biggest trouble, the key is that she is afraid that someone will steal her work.

After all, now that her reputation as a talented woman has been played, there are not a few people who covet her works.

"No, you can't let them steal it!"

She can use this word, and Jiang Yunxian from modern times can also use it.

But if other people want to use it, they absolutely can't!