At the low peak.

For some reason, Xia Qingge looked at the white paper and brocade-clothed young man stirring in the air at this time, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a faint smile,

"Sir's right."

"He's really smart."

On the contrary, Chu Zenglun on the side was full of coldness at this time.

first looked at the white paper stirring in the air, and then looked at the high-spirited young man, and snorted coldly.

Then he turned his head directly to look at Ying Wenxue who was sitting on the stone steps reading a book.

Coincidentally.

Xu just happened to see the wonderful plot in the book.

Ying Wenxue actually grinned at this time.

“······”

Chu Zenglun's expression immediately turned dark.

He really wanted to go down and teach the stinky boy who lied to his beloved.

But now in this situation, he was silent for a long time, and he could only flick his sleeves and glared at the high-spirited young man fiercely.

Seeing this scene, the smile on Xia Qingge's face on the side became even more intense, like a woman who has not been deeply involved in the world, extremely charming.

The white paper rippled in the air.

Finally.

As the white paper gradually dispersed in the air.

The scattered confetti did not dissipate, but gradually merged into a brush in the air, and slowly fell into Xu Siyuan's hand.

What is in the prime of life?

What is Ao Shizhicai?

"The wind stops."

"Come on."

The self-confidence of controlling the heavens and the earth, the momentum of being proud of the world.

At this moment, everyone is stupid!

No one even blinked at this moment!

They want to see Xu Siyuan's inscription with their own eyes!

Although no one has succeeded in inscription in Zhulu Academy for nearly a hundred years, Xu Siyuan has not yet started inscription.

But at this moment, none of these students would doubt that Xu Siyuan would fail.

Finally, under the gaze of everyone.

Xu Siyuan moved!

His gaze was also determined.

Maybe it's the reason why this kind of comparison has never been pretended, and even Xu Siyuan himself has a little middle two in his heart.

He didn't want to care about the people around him, and he didn't want to care about anything else.

Xu Siyuan has completely returned to the stage he is best at at this time.

Look, game god, it's time to show off the operation!

"Whew~"

Sighing softly,

Under the gaze of everyone, Xu Siyuan looked at the huge stone tablet in front of him, bowed lightly, and said sonorously:

"Student Xu Changqing, specially come to inscribe."

The voice fell.

Moment.

The originally calm boulder immediately shook, and the billowing righteous qi emanated from it.

Directly formed a stone slab in front of Xu Siyuan.

Seeing this scene, Xu Siyuan did not hesitate at all, and immediately held the banknote and began to write.

Dead.

Utter dead silence.

At this moment, the Zhulu Academy was quiet.

Everyone was staring at Xu Siyuan tightly, expecting him to finish writing.

"He's going to write that?"

On the low peak, Xia Qingge's expression at this time also became serious, staring at Xu Siyuan tightly and asking directly.

It is better to read 10,000 books than to travel 10,000 miles.

This sentence can indeed be extended to the stele!

"Hmm."

Nodding slightly, Chu Zenglun also stared at Xu Siyuan below and said: "The inscription tablet is not so easy to get on. ”

"This sentence..."

Before he could finish.

Suddenly.

Chu Zenglun's whole person was suddenly stunned.

The next moment.

There was a look of shock on his wrinkled face!

"That's not what he wrote!"

The old man's voice sounded immediately!

The slate made of Haoran's righteous qi is not clear to others, but how could he Chu Zenglun not be able to see clearly?

Hear this.

Xia Qingge was also immediately stunned, and hurriedly looked at Chu Zenglun and immediately asked:

"What did he write."

Although Xu Siyuan will not have much impact even if he fails.

But for some reason, Xia Qingge didn't want Xu Siyuan to fail at this time, and she didn't even notice it.

Chu Zenglun didn't answer Xia Qingge directly, just stood in place and stared down tightly.

The expression on the old man's face kept changing as Xu Siyuan kept waving the pen and paper in his hand.

Even the steady breathing began to grow faintly rapid.

Xu was affected by Chu Zenglun, Xia Qingge began to be faintly nervous at this time, and seeing that Chu Zenglun didn't speak, he asked again: "Sir?" ”

"Roc..."

The old man's voice sounded directly.

It seems that because he was too shocked, Chu Zenglun sighed slightly when he said two words just now, and then said again:

"Dapeng rises with the wind one day..."

As he spoke, Chu Zenglun paused again, and a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes when he looked at the Haoran slate below.

Xia Qingge's brows furrowed slightly.

She didn't feel any difference in that sentence.

It's not as direct as reading thousands of books and walking thousands of miles.

But before she could ask again, Chu Zenglun's voice sounded again:

"Dapeng rises with the wind one day-"

"Help... Shake... Straight... Above... Nine... Ten thousand... Village..! ”

The voice gradually fell.

In an instant, Xia Qingge's body trembled.

Some looked at Xu Siyuan at the bottom of the mountain in disbelief.

Coincidentally, the moment Zeng Lun just finished speaking, Xu Siyuan's hand was also slowly lowered.

The pen and paper dissipated instantly.

The stone slab in front of him also turned into a heroic righteousness again at this moment, and integrated into the inscription tablet.

Everything, once again, was quiet.

Everyone was staring at everything in front of them, their eyes full of anticipation.

However, the huge inscription tablet did not react at all.

With the passage of time.

In the midst of the crowd, a small murmur suddenly rang out,

"Lost... Failed?? ”

His voice was small though.

But when it's so quiet, it's especially deafening.

In an instant, everyone's expressions changed.

Although they didn't want to believe it, the faces of these students still showed a look of disappointment.

It's just that unlike the others' failures, none of them moved, they just stood there and quietly watched the young man in white who had never moved.

At this moment, the young man's expression was still confident.

"Huh?"

Suddenly.

A voice of surprise suddenly sounded.

"Good poetry."

"But why is there only one sentence?"

Except for Xu Siyuan, almost all the students looked at the source of the sound in surprise.

It's Ewen Xue!

At this time, she was so rare that she put down the book, and a pair of big eyes were staring closely at the inscription tablet below.

“？？？”

Everyone was stunned.

Looking at the inscription tablet that clearly reacted a little, no one understood the meaning of Ying Wenxue's words.

What poem? What a word?

Finally.

An older student mustered up his courage and suddenly asked, "What is Senior Sister Ying looking at?" ”

"Look at poetry."

Ying Wenxue immediately said: "What a poem!" ”

"It's a pity that there is only one sentence."

"Senior sister, there's no word on it!" Someone immediately asked.

Hearing this, Ying Wenxue's brows furrowed slightly, and then she directly stretched out her finger and said softly: "But it's not qualified." ”

Following the direction of Yi Wenxue's finger, everyone couldn't help but look over.

Moment.

A burst of astonishment sounded immediately.

I saw that the huge stone tablet that had no reaction was faintly cracked on it at this moment.

Before everyone could react.

The rift widened rapidly.

Between the shocks of the crowd.

The next moment.

There was a bang.

The inscription tablet that has been passed down for thousands of years.

Shattered!

directly turned into a series of heroic righteousness and rushed to the top of the mountain. ....

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