Ma Maipi was really panicked.

Being expelled from the beauty pageant will only be reduced to a joke if it gets out.

In his life, it is estimated that he will be wasted.

"Take it away!"

Hearing Ma Mai Pi's nonsense again and again, Su Lianrou was a little impatient.

Raising their hands, the two female guards immediately stepped forward and walked towards the outside of the show with Ma Maipi in their hands.

"Wait!"

Chu Shihuai suddenly waved his hand to stop the two guards.

Her eyes raised slightly, and she said, "I remember that you seem to have a gambling contract with Nie Feng, so if that's the case, then cash out the bet first and drive it out." ”

"Nie Feng? It turned out that the uneducated person was called Nie Feng! ”

Ma Maipi was slightly confused, and then his face changed.

"It turns out that the Holy Maiden of Chu, you know him!"

"Not only that, but you even know the bet between us!"

"I said, it's more than enough for me to ask myself about the promotion in this sword dance poem, why is it that the Holy Maiden of Chu wants to expel me from the competition without asking, it turns out that you have long thought about favoring Nie Feng!"

The more Ma Maipi spoke, the more excited he became, and he seemed to have been wronged in his heart.

He turned his head and looked at Su Lianrou with tears in his eyes.

"Holy Daughter Su, you have to administer justice for me!"

"The Holy Maiden of Chu kept saying that I wanted to go through the back door, but she was so partial to Nie Feng, is Nie Feng considered to be going through the back door?"

"In that case, should he also be expelled from this pageant?"

Hearing this, Su Lianrou also had a headache, and then looked at Chu Shihuai.

"Sister Shihuai, are you very familiar with that masked man?"

"It's just a one-sided relationship." Chu Shihuai's face did not change, and he replied lightly.

"That ......" Su Lianrou just wanted to continue asking, but was interrupted by Chu Shihuai waving her hand.

"Let me ask you, does a person who can become earth-shattering poet still need me to open the back door?"

"That's right! How did I forget this. ”

Su Lianrou patted her head, looking a little embarrassed.

Ma Maipi snorted coldly: "What kind of talent does a person with a dirty mouth and no education, I think he has triggered a vision this time, that is, he is lucky!" ”

"Huh! Luck? Chu Shihuai sneered, "Aren't you the number one talent in Jiangnan, but you wrote a poem that triggered a vision to show me!" ”

"It's a shame that you're still a scholar, and you don't even have the stomach to gamble and lose!"

"You ......" Ma Maipi's face turned red, and he was speechless.

Chu Shihuai glanced at him coldly, "It seems that you won't give up if you don't get to the Yellow River today." ”

"Okay, let you see how Nie Feng wrote poems with swords!"

As he spoke, Chu Shihuai shook the rice paper in his hand and displayed the poems on it in front of everyone.

The two lines of handwriting are scribbled wildly, and the poems full of majestic atmosphere suddenly come into view.

"What a unique font! Quite a bit of a hero! ”

At the first glance of the font on it, Su Lianrou couldn't help but admire.

Although she is not good at writing, she can also see that the foundation of this handwriting is really profound.

Immediately, she began to read aloud.

"Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has not been tried.

Who has a grievance today? ”

These two lines of poetry, short and easy to understand.

Su Lianrou, who is not good at literature and Taoism, has only read it once, and he already understands what it means.

In just two short lines of poetry, the madness of the person who wrote the poem is vividly displayed on the page.

"Show you today, who has injustice......"

"What a crazy poem!"

Su Lianrou's eyes widened slightly, and her face looked a little shocked.

"This ...... Is this really a poem that a little man can write? ”

In her impression, men have always been feminine and shy, hidden behind women to be cared for.

But in this poem, she seems to see a man standing up to the sky.

He is extremely arrogant, with a world of eyes and an unstoppable momentum.

The long sword in his hand swept through the eight wildernesses and six he, and leveled the injustices in the world.

This poem is mad and proud.

This man is sharp.

Su Lianrou couldn't help but recall the out-of-place figure when the show man entered before.

Suddenly.

No wonder he stands out from the crowd, it turns out that this person has big ambitions in his heart!

Although it is macho, it goes against the traditions of Middle-earth.

But for some reason, Su Lianrou suddenly became more interested in the masked show man at this moment.

She had never seen such a different man, and she wanted to see how unique a man who stood up to the sky and the earth was.

After Chu Shihuai unfolded the rice paper, he also set his eyes on it.

In his eyes, there is an undisguised affection.

"Today, who has a grievance!"

"A sword is uneven, who in the world dares to disobey!"

"This is the courage of a swordsman!"

After reading it for the second time, Chu Shihuai had a different understanding in his heart.

A strange feeling rose in her heart, and at the same time, a mysterious yellow aura descended from the sky and enveloped her.

"Talent infusion?" Su Lianrou looked horrified, "Reading a poem, Sister Shihuai broke through again?" ”

"Shhh...... Terror! ”

On the other side, Ma Maipi's expression was equally shocked.

Such a monstrous and arrogant poem was the first time he had seen it in his life.

Compared with his previous sword dance poems, it is like the difference between soft and hard.

"How is that possible!"

"A little man, how can he be so bold!"

"He must have paid for it! Please write poems from Confucianism and Taoism! ”

Ma Maipi still didn't want to believe in his heart that this poem was written by Nie Feng.

In his opinion, it is impossible for a little man to be so bold.

"Bought it? Do you believe this yourself? ”

Chu Shihuai had already absorbed the talent and said coldly.

"Such an amazing work, the poem will lead to visions, how can you buy it? Who can do it? ”

Putting away the poems in his hand, Chu Shihuai spoke again: "Such a talented person, it should be your honor to recognize you as a grandson!" ”

"Go ahead, honor your bet, kowtow and shout Grandpa Nie Feng three times."

"I'm ......" Ma Maipi opened his mouth, his face full of bitterness.

He understands that at this moment, he has completely lost.

"Bring it to Nie Xiunan and let him kowtow in public and call grandpa! If you don't want to, pull it out and cut it off! ”

Su Lianrou snorted softly and gave an order.

The two female guards immediately dragged Ma Maipi, who looked like a dead dog, and walked in the direction where Xiu Nan had gathered.

Seeing that the matter was resolved, Su Lianrou said to Chu Shihuai:

"I said Sister Shihuai, as the proposer of the poetry area, it's time to review the exam papers, right?"

In the first round of assessment of Xiunan, the promotion was personally assessed by the saint who made the question.

This is also the reason why Su Lianrou can let Chu Shihuai see Nie Feng's poems.

After all, Chu Shihuai is the proposition person in the poetry area.

"That's right, there's a lot of time wasted, so let's watch it here."

……

In the middle of the show, Nie Feng had just arrived at the meeting point.

There was a commotion behind him.

"Huh? Why did Ma Xiunan come to gather? ”

"There are guards behind him, could it be that he is brilliant and has been promoted directly?"

"That's not right! Look at the two guards who came with him! ”

"Look, how he got down on his knees!"

"Ma Xiunan, I can't help it! How can you do such a great gift to us! ”

Exclamations rang out.

With tears in his eyes, Ma Maipi fell to his knees under the backs of two female guards.

Endless humiliation welled up in his heart, and he closed his eyes and shouted through gritted teeth.

"Grandpa Nie Feng!"

"Grandpa Nie Feng!"

"Grandpa Nie Feng!"