At the moment when You Hong announced the official start of the poetry meeting, a young man folded his fan and hurriedly got up and recited a quatrain of seven words with ancient meaning. Although it was not clumsy, it was difficult to get into the hall of elegance, and the response was really not good, so the young man had to sit down indignantly.

Although the poem is the last way, it really needs to be studied in detail, and the emphasis is also very complicated. Poetry has its own format, poems are nothing more than ancient style, seven or five absolute laws, lyrics and songs are written according to the name of the lyrics and songs, whether the poems and songs always have four parts: enlightenment, inheritance, turn, and combination, and this is the most basic surface format, and the most important thing about a good poem is the artistic conception, whether it is touching the scene or waving the world. Writing poetry is like creating a beauty, the words are just the appearance, but the artistic conception is the soul. Of course, no matter what matters, both are indispensable, and it is not easy to stand out from these dozens of talents.

Fortunately, the organizers of the poetry club did not set any topics, there were no rules, and the students were left to play on their own, which made many people secretly relieved.

After a battle, the atmosphere in the room finally became lively, no one was depressed because the poems they wrote were not widely recognized, but they were too lazy to fight for a winner or loser, even Chu Ge on the side heard a few more amazing quatrains, although he couldn't talk about poetry, but he was also a character who had read 300 Tang poems, and he was used to eating delicacies, where could he still swallow these coarse tea and light rice?

At this time, a woman in Tsing Yi came and sat beside him without shying away from it in front of everyone. The person who came was not as delicate and beautiful as Han Yiyi, but like the lotus flower on the top of the snow-capped mountain, it did not cause dust, although it was elusive, but it would not reject people thousands of miles away.

Chu Ge looked at the dim sum placed on the stone table, and tasted it politely, seeing that an acquaintance finally came, he didn't have to pretend to be arrogant, and said with a smile: "The bookworm girl doesn't show her hands?"

"As I said, I don't like the nickname. ”

Lu Yu sat on the stone bench, holding the table with one hand, and looked at the strange man in front of him with a pair of clean eyes, as if he wanted to see him through. After a while, she whispered, "How do you prove that the Star Continent is moving all the time, why can't the creatures living on this continent feel it?"

Chu Ge was stunned, thinking that the name of this bookworm was really not fake, and he was still thinking about it. He pinched his eyebrows, although this question is simple, and it is common knowledge that everyone on the earth knows, but it is extremely troublesome to explain it clearly to the people on this continent, and more importantly, it must violate some of the contents of the scriptures. Therefore, Chu Ge interestingly shifted the topic to poetry.

Although the two of them had a normal conversation and exchange, but this scene fell in the eyes of You Hong, who was not far away, but it was like Qingqing and me, everyone knew that this Senior Sister Lu was a corner who cherished words like gold, and she was like this with a strange man in front of everyone, so what kind of system did it be?

But his city is very deep, how can he do anything impulsive, after all, so many classmates are watching, he is not angry, but the teacher has opened his mouth to let him take good care of this Chu boy, how can he have a reason to refuse? Brother Zilu is the royal secretary of the main hall of Xiling Church, and he is famous all over the world after reading the scriptures and righteousness, and now he is willing to come to support the school to make the school flourish, it is rare to come to this trip, but we sour rotten scholars are not allowed to be obscure. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present smiled, thinking that Xilingzi Road is indeed not a small name, but after all, you are also a character who has compiled textbooks and published poetry collections, and this sour and rotten literary student's self-proclaimed name has also given the other party enough face. It's just that people who have a little bit of thought can hear it, You Hong's words are to draw a clear line between Shushan and Xiling, even Wendou has a clear camp, presumably he wants to fight for Shushan and this academy.

The Shushan Yu Xiling Church is one of the most powerful forces in the mainland, and the two seem to be in harmony on the surface, but the students and the disciples of the church do not like each other, even if there is some conflict of will, it is harmless. However, You Hong's words are also very particular, and while issuing a challenge, he also gives the other party enough faces, and in the end, the two sides can't go to the point of tearing their faces.

When everyone heard this, they realized that the appetizers had been eaten, and the next thing was the main meal, and they all looked at the indifferent and proud man with a faint sense of excitement.

Zilu is a proud person, but he does have proud capital.

He gently placed the blue and white cup in his hand on the stone table, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he was still tasting the fine wine Du Kang. It wasn't until he heard this that he opened his half-squinted eyes completely, revealing a pair of Gujing Wubo's eyes, he loosened his cuffs, got up expressionlessly, looked at You Hong and said lightly: "Please!"

Get...... It's another horn that cherishes words like gold.

It seems that even You Hong, who issued a challenge, didn't expect the other party to agree so happily, and after he came to his senses, he laughed three times and said, "Refreshing! Then You Mou is better to obey his fate than to be respectful!"

After speaking, his expression gradually faded, and he put his hands behind his back, and then began to frown and pac in thought. You Hong's literary name can be regarded as the top among the younger generation, and several poetry collections have been circulated among the people at a young age, and those young ladies from rich and noble families hold those words that speak to the hearts of the people all day long, hoping to see the chic and extraordinary poet one day.

Folklore may be a bit exaggerated, but as You Hong's classmates, they know that this senior brother has a university education, so during the time he was thinking, absolute silence was almost guaranteed in the room, and even the sound of breathing could be lowered, for fear of disturbing him.

After a while, You Hong's eyes suddenly lit up, and he was about to open the folding fan in his hand, and a five-character quatrain was spontaneously generated. This poem writes the scene, not only the scenery of this early summer is vividly depicted, but also read another meaning, this scene is lyrical, this You Hong brother is to use flowers to offer Buddha indirectly expressed his love for the bookish girl.

Everyone knew it but didn't say anything, they all chose to ignore it, and they all expressed their admiration for You Hong's wonderful words, and sure enough, compared with this talented man who has published a collection of poems, he is more than a star and a half behind.

You Hong's temporary income was not criticized, but was sought after by everyone, of course, this aspect is also indispensable for the reason why they are students of Shushan, since the teacher is in one place, it is natural to maintain the same front.

"Everyone's kindness, You Mou understood it, but the family teacher took out the dragon blood and definitely didn't want me to take it back. You Mou occasionally can't just sigh the night scene, these few bad sentences are really difficult to get into the hall of elegance, Brother Zilu has not yet spoken, you have lifted me to the sky, and I am not afraid that I will fall miserably. ”

You Hong scolded with a smile. Most of the people present have an old relationship with him, and naturally they are not afraid of hurting the harmony with a few words. But his attitude is confusing in the eyes of the junior disciples of the Duxue Academy, and I don't know if the arrogant senior brother is really a chess opponent today, how can he be so humble, it is really impossible to distinguish which of his sentences is true and which is false.

"This person is too fake......

Chu Ge took a piece of osmanthus cake and stuffed it into his mouth, and said inarticulately: "However, those two lines of poetry have some meaning. ”

He is telling the truth, how do you know that you are saying bad things about your fiancé in front of the landing girl.

"The real scene, the false feelings, the fake, and the more untouched. ”

The bookworm frowned slightly, as if he was dissatisfied with Chu Ge's high evaluation. And the latter was so shocked that he couldn't speak, this Lu girl usually looked at Wen Xuan, but she actually had a knife mouth, and in just a few words, You Hong's beautiful poems were criticized to the fullest, but these few sentences can be described as incisive, but they are not false.

Chu Ge secretly gave him a thumbs up, and turned his gaze to the second son of Na Xiling, the peerless genius who ranked third on the Qingyun List, with some expectation.

"The holy book is full of thousands of volumes, and I often feel that my heart is very spiritual. Laughing wildly and scattering the Quartet, the anger is biased towards the book mountain!"

As soon as the four sentences came out, the audience was silent, only the sound of many people's throats rolling, the sound of the cup falling to the ground, everyone felt the unconcealed killing intent in the poem, only to feel that the back was slightly cold, and only after coming back to their senses did they find that their backs were already wet.

Everyone was furious, only to find that Zilu had been up to compose poems to this time, and the pair of emotionless eyes were staring at the young man with a black ruler in the corner.

The people in the audience were slightly stunned, and then they remembered the identities of the two, and the angry bias was not aimed at Shushan, but at Chu Ge on Shushan. This killing poem was not written for the poetry club, let alone for the drop of true dragon blood, but for the students of Tianyu Academy.

Putting aside the dusty history of the church and Tianyu Academy, just the remarks left by Chu Ge on the exam paper on the armor were enough for the church to kill him as a heretic, but the bishop had an ambiguous attitude, did he want the seventh son to do it himself?

For a while, there were many speculations and opinions, and as the central point of the incident, Chu Ge naturally couldn't treat it as if nothing had happened.

"You want to kill me?"

Chu Ge's eyes narrowed slightly, the chilling killing intent in the poem could not be faked, and the other party also had a good reason, but no matter what, even if he wanted to do it, the other party would never dare to choose it in front of everyone. After thinking about this, he breathed a sigh of relief, this person ranked third on the Qingyun list, even if he was in his heyday, he could never be his opponent, there was such a powerful and terrible enemy for no reason, and he couldn't help but be vigilant when he was depressed. R1152