Taking a deep breath, Lan Chen read the poem title over and over again.

Then he slowly put it down and let out a long sigh.

He was a little shaken in his heart, and this vacillation had nothing to do with anything else, but he just wanted to put an end to this farce.

I had no intention of taking the exam, but I was stunned to do it half-pushing, and how many little farces came out.

Since entering the capital, Lan Chen has found that everything seems to be out of his control.

He was like a bird with its wings cut off, twisted by the neck, and thrown around, but no one asked him what he wanted to do.

Case......

If you want to play, play big!

For the 'blank volume' of the first two doors, he is very angry!

Six poems?

More than that!

There is no requirement for this, how many poems are written on a topic!

Then write all the '300 Tang poems' in my mind silently, so that the examiners can read it happily!

"Heaven and earth are yellow, remember!"

Without saying a word, he directly activated his magical energy, and searched for the first poem in his mind that met the 'poetic eye'.

As if in revenge, he picked up the brush, slammed the ink, and fell into a state of madness!

If the pen is like a god, scolding Fang Xuanxi, Lan Chen has a feeling of unfinished!

Take a closer look, hey, it's much older!

"Come again!"

Dig out the paper and continue!

Whatever he does, three-seven-twenty-one!

He just wants to let these turtles of the Daqian Dynasty open their eyes and see what is the imperial examination and what is the poetry of the special mother!

The deputy examiner made his rounds as usual, and when he passed by the land of Blue Morning, he couldn't help but drop his jaw again.

At this time, he also heard that he was a seeker of rain, and he praised his performance yesterday with a little flattery, and only a man of God could do such a shocking thing.

But now you can see...... That soul must be scared away!

The people around him were thoughtful, frowning, and even banging on their heads like crazy, trying to inspire more poetry.

Slightly better?

That's just after the pen is written, savoring the difference word by word.

But no matter what, you can catch a glimpse of the poetic atmosphere among the candidates, and when you get to Lan Chen?

I don't know, I think it's crazy!

It is not enough to describe this situation, like the hungry mad dog on the extreme, gnawing at everything in sight!

A piece of paper, filled in just a few moments, and then again and again, without the slightest pause.

The deputy examiner swallowed the shock on his face, and had to speculate in his heart, maybe the blank papers of the first two exams were too bad, and this time he didn't care about the three seven two one full words.

Maybe it's all overwritten, and if it's too much, it's a victory......

Thinking of this, he just left stupidly.

And this madness was finally stopped by the sound of the gong.

Lan Chen can also write the last line of the night rain to send north - but when it rains at night in Bashan!

"Huh......" exhaled a long white breath, Lan Chen suddenly felt tired, and moved his wrist, only to break quickly.

At the same time, I also felt in my heart and said, [Thank you so much to the ancestors and ancestors, and only our big clan can have such a level, hey, let that group of turtles have long eyes! 】

At the end, at the signal of the examiner, everyone also left the venue temporarily, resting, and waiting for the examiners to put away the rolling paper.

When the deputy examiner came to Lan Chen, he also made a difficulty.

I thought that those were all drafts, but they were neatly stacked by Lan Chen, could it be that he thought that his skills were inferior to others, and he wanted to win by numbers?

"Forget it, just hand in the papers, it's not like the first two."

stepped forward to clean up, and the deputy examiner was determined to help Lan Chen make it easier, select the poems that he thought were acceptable, and hand them in.

There are so many poems, I don't have time to read them one by one, and they are almost as thick as the entire examination room.

But after taking a closer look......

But he couldn't take his eyes off it anymore, and his eyes stared at the black letters on the white paper as if they had been choked.

Lin Yang happened to pass by, and he was checking if there was anything left, but he found the deputy examiner who was stunned in place, "Adjutant? ”

"Adjutant!"

Lin Yang walked in and shook his shoulder.

"Ah...... Is it Lord Lin? ”

"I was stunned, I didn't quickly collect all the files, everyone else was fine, and I was ...... Lan Chen's. Why did he write so much, no matter how much it was, it was useless, just draw a few pictures to match the poems. ”

With that, Lin Yang made a gesture to pull out a few pieces of paper and knead them into a pile.

But the deputy examiner also reacted, and he immediately shouted!

"Be merciful!"

"Don't move, don't move! Lin Da...... Lin Yang! ”

Lin Yang was stunned, he frowned, staring at the deputy examiner in confusion, how long did this subordinate reprimand himself?

So he also let go of his hand and wondered, "Adjutant? Are you not feeling well? ”

"On the contrary, I feel great at this point!" Suddenly, the deputy examiner also realized that he seemed to be a little rushed, and hurriedly stepped back and bowed, "Lord Lin!" The lower officials have offended a lot, please don't blame it! To blame...... Blame the poem! Oh, no, no, no! Just blame the lower officials! But don't throw these rolls away, you have to collect them and submit them together, and then the examiners and the general manager will decide! ”

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Lin Yang was puzzled and retorted, "I don't want to blame you for your performance just now." It's just that you see, so many rolls of paper, how long will it take to see them? ”

Lin Yang even slapped the stack of rolling paper on the palm of his hand, slightly impatient.

The deputy examiner said again and again: "Lord Lin! Let's watch one song first, watch one song and then decide! ”

"Huh? Lan Chen's kid, how well he can write, he grew up when he was a child, and he didn't even know the rhyme of poetry......

While talking and watching, he was also fascinated, Lin Yang was like the deputy examiner just now, standing in place, unconsciously chanting poems in his mouth.

"Lord Lin?"

"Lord Lin!"

"Ah...... In in, you say. ”

"Hahaha!" Seeing Lin Yang in the same situation, the deputy examiner couldn't help but let out a smug laugh. "What, I'm right, let's find out if there is any manuscript paper that I don't use!"

With that, the deputy examiner also took action.

Seeing this, Lin Yang also joined in, not only turning the countertop upside down, but also directly overturning the tables and chairs, and never even letting go of the ground.

What made the two fall into such madness was naturally Lan Chen, or 'Three Hundred Tang Poems'.

It's a pity that Lan Chen retold it with a very high degree of completion, not to mention the manuscript paper, and there was not even a single typo.

But for Lin Yang and the others, it doesn't matter, they just don't want to miss the possible manuscript paper.

"Lan Chen, this kid ......" Lin Yang clenched his back socket and stared at the rolling paper, "I don't have a single manuscript paper, but it's okay to look at it!" He has such a talent for poetry...... People can't be good-looking, how many surprises does he plan to give me before he stops! ”

"Lord Lin?"

After collecting a stack of rolling papers, the deputy examiner trembled beside him, and his tone was full of silk requests, "Can you let me go this time?" I know that I don't have the qualifications, but I just want to read Lan Gongzi's poems. ”

"Why not? Let's go, hurry up and get the next exam, and end it all as soon as possible! ”

"Yes! Lord Lin! ”