The lines of small characters made of golden light make Chen Xiaofan's brows jump.

He read it and was sure that it was a lyric work, and it was a good lyric work, and even he, a person who did not know poetry, could feel the unfinished beauty after reading it......

The point is that this is a lyric that has never been heard of.

What's the situation?

This year, even the bell can compose lyrics?

This Admiralty is too demonic!

"Brother Chen, what's the matter, did this first question stump you?"

On the other side, the Eight Great Demons saw Chen Xiaofan's face frowning and frowning, and a group of people were happy in their hearts, and said loudly: "Brother Chen, you have to work harder, otherwise it will be ugly if you lose." ”

They inquired clearly and knew Chen Xiaofan's past, so they thought of such a way to embarrass Chen Xiaofan.

Seeing that Chen Xiaofan was in the trap and was about to fall into their calculations, they were proud and full of spring breeze.

“……”

Looking up at the audience, Chen Xiaofan saw that the room full of people were all staring at him, looking like they were waiting to see his jokes.

Okay.

Wu can't change the text, if you want to see my jokes so much, then don't blame the master for not giving face.

He raised his pen and sneered: "You have a heart, you can even know that I like poetry, I am flattered, okay, then let's fight poetry today." ”

As he spoke, his pen and ink fell.

After a while, all the words revealed by Admiralty in his sea of consciousness were copied by him.

“……”

The eight demons looked at him and looked at each other suspiciously.

"This guy can't really have ink in his stomach, right?"

"How is it possible, you don't know his past, you can't even eat, how can you have the time to study poetry."

"I think he just slapped his swollen face and became fat, and when he wrote a joke, the result was even worse, hehe."

In the world where martial arts are respected, the poor care about food and clothing, the talented care about cultivation, and only the sons and ladies of high-ranking officials and noble families are qualified to take care of everything and have time to study poetry.

To put it simply, poetry belongs to the high-end and upper-class tones, and it is really not something that ordinary people can study.

Wait until everyone stops writing.

Among the eight demons, Zhao Qingliu, who came up with this trick, got up happily and said: "If everyone makes the first question, I will ask our referee." ”

The words fell, and the three old men arrived in the field with smiles on their faces.

"These three are the teachers of the imperial court, and they are extremely accomplished in poetry, and it is most fair for them to judge whether they are good or bad, so please show your works now."

After speaking, Zhao Qingliu bowed to the three of them and said, "Three teachers, please." ”

The three old men nodded, browsing through everyone's works, they swept through one by one, sometimes frowning, sometimes nodding, and pointing while looking: "This one's works are unsatisfactory and inferior." ”

"This person's work is neat and correct, it's okay, but it's also inferior."

"This ...... Inferior. ”

"Inferior."

"Inferior."

"Medium."

"Huh? What is this, the rhyme is uneven, the bullshit doesn't make sense, whose is it? ”

A look up.

When everyone discovered the demons in Tai'an City, Shi Haoran's face turned black, and he stared at Zhao Qingliu with trembling hands.

Zhao Qingliu smiled awkwardly, suggesting that Shi Haoran should be a little restless.

"It's not easy to invite this Wendou referee, and it is guaranteed to be fair, so it's normal for something to go wrong in the middle."

"Brother Shi is not in a hurry, the most exciting place is Chen Xiaofan, don't worry."

After all, Shi Haoran is a child of the family in Tai'an City, and under the influence of the big family, no matter how bad it is, it is definitely stronger than a mud leg, right?

"Hmph." Shi Haoran snorted dissatisfiedly, dissatisfied in his heart.

Despite some edification and preparation in advance, it is still too difficult for him to write poetry as a rough person.

At this time.

The referee watched most of the round.

Almost all inferior.

Their faces were full of disappointment, and after their eyes turned to Zhao Qingliu's work, they smiled with satisfaction: "This song is good, the new school is still unfinished, it can be regarded as medium." ”

"Haha, thanks for the compliment." Zhao Qingliu glanced at everyone proudly.

As the initiator of this trick, he himself is still a little accomplished in poetry, so although this trick is used to deal with Chen Xiaofan, it is also a means for him to show himself.

"I have a sea,

Thousands of acres of clear water into the rooftop,

Beautiful as heaven,

It's not as good as your fandel.

I have a cloud,

Floating me wanders in the world,

Three years and five years,

Just waiting for you to ......"

"Sure enough."

"Zhao Gongzi is really a masterpiece, both civil and military!"

Everyone's eyes fell on Zhao Qingliu's work with the referee's voice.

Amazed.

Zhao Qingliu became more and more fluttering.

"Huh?"

Suddenly.

The referee's gaze stopped at Chen Xiaofan, to be precise, Chen Xiaofan's work.

"This one...... Seconds! ”

"The whole poem is full of gathering and separation, intertwined with sorrow and music, and the emotions are deep and beautiful, especially the last two sentences directly sublimate the realm to a level!"

"It's even more rare that this poem is easy to understand, and it is very likely to become a masterpiece in the future!"

The three referees were unusual, their faces became completely excited, and they ran to Chen Xiaofan's lyrics, praised them again and again, couldn't stop talking, and even forgot their evaluations.

"Gollum."

The throats of the eight demons moved, and their faces became unnatural.

What's going on?

It's not the same as I imagined.

They couldn't help but set their eyes on Chen Xiaofan's works.

"Queqiao Immortal.

The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark.

As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world.

Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, and you can endure the return of the Magpie Bridge.

If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight? ”

See it all at a glance.

Everyone's expressions were unsatisfied.

"If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight...... That's a really good sentence......"

"It's really good!"

Although the level of everyone in the field is not good, they can still distinguish between good and bad.

In contrast, the blind can also see who is good and who is bad.

The faces of the eight demons changed completely.

And by Chen Xiaofan's side.

Shen Ling, Ye Chen and the others raised their eyebrows in surprise.

stared at Chen Xiaofan with an incredulous look.

Lao Chen, a demon, also has such a talent in poetry?!

What's so ...... Just kidding.

After the fat man screamed in disbelief, he turned his head to look at the three referees: "Referee teacher, this, how does he rate this one?" ”

"Rating?"

The three old men suddenly raised their heads, looked at each other, and soon sweated on their foreheads: "Rating...... It's hard, it's hard, but it's going to be the best! But it's not simply superior! ”

"Uh, then, what's that?"

"This Queqiao fairy has a far-reaching artistic conception and deep affection...... If it spreads, it can be passed on to the next generation! ”

"This is a masterpiece that far surpasses the best!"

"Inheritance!"

The audience suddenly boiled.

Beside.

The eight demons only felt a ringing in their ears, and they all froze in place.

Handed?!

What the hell, what are you kidding......