Hearing Gu Jinling's words, a name immediately appeared in Jiang Sunche's mind.

Singing geese.

Is there a more standard verse than this one?

Jiang Sun Che looked at Gu Jinling strangely, "She wouldn't have deliberately asked me to pretend to be this thirteen, right?" Otherwise, how can the rule condition card be so dead? It has to be meaningful, simple and clear, and quick to remember. ’

Of course, Jiang Sun Che knew that this was impossible, and it was absolutely impossible for Gu Jinling to know that he was a person who had crossed over, so Gu Jinling said that this rule was just to increase the difficulty.

He looked at Gu Jinling's eyes full of unhappiness, "Little girl is okay, I really didn't know that you actually had such a big prejudice against me, and you want me to lose face in front of this public, you wait, I will definitely let you ...... in the future." Hey, hey......'

"Okay, in that case, I don't have a problem with that." Jiang Sunche opened his mouth and agreed.

'So readily agreed?' Could he have written poetry? It's impossible, the whole Tai'an knows that his stomach is empty, I asked the people before I went out, and they all said that Jiang Sunche basically doesn't study, so why did he agree?

Didn't he know that in public, not being able to write poetry would make him lose face? Or is he trying to overpower people? Hmph, think beautifully, I must embarrass you today and vent my evil anger to Sister Huang! Gu Jinling's heart lifted.

"In that case, who will come first?" Gu Jinling smiled and looked at the two.

When Zhou Pingjun saw this smile, his blood instantly rose and he stood up, "Since that's the case, then I'll come first and leave some time for Jiang Gongzi to prepare." ”

Jiang Sunche could hear the confidence in his words, and also heard his contempt for himself.

"The kid is crazy, okay, I won't let you cry and go home to find your mother for a while, I, Jiang Sun Che, will be my father's surname!" ’

The bearer who stood on the side at a loss rubbed his hands back and forth, wanting to speak, but he didn't dare, and finally had to take over the task of this 'judge'.

In fact, it is not necessarily a good thing to compose poems first, because there is a rule in the rules, which is to let the bearer remember more, and it is a loss to make poems first, if Jiang Sunche deliberately delays the time, and waits for the bearer to forget about it, and then composes poems, then Zhou Pingjun will be a proper loser.

Getting an illiterate man to memorize a poem is no easier than teaching someone to drive.

"Okay, Zhou Gongzi, please." Gu Jinling stretched out her hand to Zhou Pingjun.

Zhou Pingjun saluted Gu Jinling very elegantly, and saluted to the passers-by around him, as if he was a giant in the literary world.

"Sassy bag." Jiang Sun Che blurted out.

Zhou Pingjun's momentum froze, and after glaring at Jiang Sun Che angrily, he waved his sleeves and put his hands behind his back, as if to say, 'I don't care to be like you who are only a shallow learner. ’

Turning to face Jin Yuanhe, his left hand was still behind his back, his right hand was waved forward, his index finger and middle finger were raised together, and he pointed at the big white goose in the river with his sword finger, and without thinking, he turned his mouth into a poem.

But the first sentence made the readers around him laugh, yes, it was ridicule.

"This poem, titled, speaks of the goose, listen to the first line...... The eggs are bright and yellow. ”

When the Danfu heard this first sentence, he was stunned for a moment, 'What's going on?' I actually understood, isn't this what it looks like to describe a white goose just hatching out of its eggs? Do I have a talent for reading? ’

With a little pride in his heart, the Danfu immediately tried his best to write down Zhou Pingjun's poem, he had already made up his mind that he must write down the poems of Jiang Sunche and Zhou Pingjun in a while, so that he could not offend both.

He is just a farmer outside the city, and he just came to the city today to sell some mountain goods, and he doesn't know Jiang Sunche or Zhou Pingjun, but judging from the way he dresses, he can't afford to offend the two of them, so he can only use this method, and after reciting two poems, he quickly slips away.

At this time, the keyboard warrior appeared, "This ...... This first sentence ...... Well, not bad, good. ”

The professional advocate stood up and said a fair word, "This is also good? It's almost like the vernacular, and your stinky feet are too obvious. ”

"You know what, this is called Wencai." The keyboard man said unconvinced.

"Hehe......"

"What are you huh? This is called intelligence, so that a man who cannot read can quickly remember a poem, of course, it must be written in a simple and easy to understand. ”

"Hehe......"

Zhou Pingjun couldn't help blushing in the face of the ridicule and discussion around him.

Because this first sentence is really very unlevel, but there is no way, in order to make the Danfu remember quickly, he can only abandon those flowery words.

He has already regretted it a little, why did he pretend to be a big-tailed wolf just now and propose to compose a poem first, isn't this a chance for Jiang Sun Che? After a while, once Jiang Sun Che said something, he had to think about it for a while and delay time, then he would definitely lose.

Gu Jinling also thought of this question at this time, and said, "Brother Lingzhi, don't delay the time later, Zhou Gongzi finishes writing the poem, you must say your masterpiece immediately." ”

She thought she had guessed Jiang Sunche's little calculation, looked at him triumphantly, and raised her smooth and round little chin.

Hearing this, Jiang Sun Che rolled his eyes, "Do I use such a small calculation?" ”

Just kidding, Luo Bing Wang's Song of the Goose is a masterpiece that still exists after more than a thousand years, although it was written when he was seven years old, but it can go through the changes of history and circulate endlessly, it can definitely stand the test. Of course, this is also due to the blessing of Old Man Luo's reputation, but Yong Gee can still fight a dozen. ’

"That's good, Brother Lingzhi, you can prepare." Gu Jinling smiled sweetly.

Zhou Pingjun looked at Gu Jinling with gratitude, and he was now extremely sure that this little lady had taken a fancy to him.

He quickly said the remaining words, and Jiang Sun Che was laughed angrily.

This is obviously to not give Jiang Sunche a chance to think, and deliberately said it so quickly.

I'll show you in a moment, the level of this son's 'poetry'! After all, there is no King Luo Bing in this world, there is no Li Bai, Su Shi, so isn't their poems mine when I say them? Jiang Sun Che thought shamelessly.

Zhou Pingjun's masterpiece 'Speaking Goose' is finally fully exposed.

In the egg is born bright yellow spirit,

The sun and moon shine in a season.

The golden retriever falls off the white feathers,

It is called a goose when it swims in the water.

The people around him looked ashamed to be in company, and if the poem had been written by a five-year-old child, they might have praised it.

But this is a poem written by Zhou Pingjun, a young man in his twenties who was invited by Tai'an, and they only have disdain.

"That's it?"

"The first sentence is about when the white goose breaks its shell, the second sentence is about how long it takes to grow up, the third sentence is what the white goose looks like when it grows up, and the last sentence is only a self-satisfied swimming ......"

"This girl is saying to be simple and clear, and let the bearer remember, but the rules also say that there should be a sense of meaning, what about the artistic conception? Where did it go? Have you eaten it? ”

"His invitation can't be fake, right?"

"I think it's possible."

Zhou Pingjun's face turned red, but he couldn't refute it.

Of course, there are also those who hold stinky feet, such as the big brother of the keyboard warrior who will never fit in.

"Well, yes, in order to make the man remember it quickly, Zhou Gongzi took a lot of effort."

"When were you stupid?"

"Oops! That's what you say about me, come on! I'm going to go head-to-head with you! ”

"You can't beat me."

"Forget it."