Hou Dong's poems, they feel that no one present can beat them.

Even Luo Qingcen nodded slightly, which can be regarded as a recognition of this poem.

She looked at Yun Ze, who looked indifferent, and couldn't help but show a look of worry in her eyes. Yun Ze is afraid that he will not be able to write such a level of poetry.

Through everyone's comments, Hou Dong's poem became the first, although Zheng Ming was a little unconvinced, he didn't have much reaction.

Anyway, as long as Yun Ze doesn't take the first place, he doesn't care.

At this time, Zheng Ming looked at Yun Ze, and said with a joke and mockery in his voice:

"Yun Dacai, it's your turn now...... You won't be so scared that you don't even dare to write poems, so be ready to throw in the towel. Ha ha...... In that case, you're going to call yourself shit! ”

Immediately, he burst into a playful laugh, and several people who were good with him also burst into laughter.

"Yun Dacai, what's the ...... Are you trying to cheat? If you throw in the towel now, I can make you say less......"

Hou Dong looked at Yun Ze playfully, and the disdain in his voice became a little stronger.

That look was as if he had won. The few people beside him laughed again.

The rest of those who had a good impression of Yun Ze looked at Yun Ze sympathetically and sighed.

When Yun Ze heard this, the corners of his mouth hung a hint of play: "A poem that plagiarizes Spring Festival couplets, what is there to show off...... It's really shameless. ”

As soon as he said this, Hou Dong's smug expression froze, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

When the people around heard this, their faces suddenly turned weird, and everyone seemed to come back to their senses and carefully recalled Hou Dong's poems. Someone's eyes lit up slightly.

"It sounds like there is a smell of Spring Festival couplets......" I don't know who came to say this.

The expressions of the crowd were strange again. Hou Dong was so angry that his face was about to turn purple. This is to make it clear, saying that his poems are plagiarized.

But he did plagiarize some Spring Festival couplets. But will he admit it, he opened his mouth and said angrily to Yun Ze: "You haven't written a poem yet, what qualifications do you have to comment on Ben Shao's poems." ”

"If you have the ability, you can make a poem yourself......"

When Yun Ze heard this, he said lightly to Hou Dong: "You wash your ears and listen to you......"

In a word, Hou Dong's chest rose and fell in anger, and he almost ran out.

Yun Ze glanced at Hou Dong playfully, turned his gaze to the window of the boat, and the light rain that was pouring down made him feel clear.

A faint smile slowly hung on the corner of his mouth, and he wrote quickly on the easel.

Several women behind him hurriedly stared at the drawing paper, and their mouths unconsciously followed.

"Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. The wild trails are dark, and the river boats are bright. Xiao looks at the red wet place, and the flowers are heavy in Danyang City. ”

This is the most famous poem written in spring that Yun Ze knew in his previous life, happy rain on a spring night. It corresponds to the scene in front of you.

It's just that Yun Ze replaced the last three words with Danyang City.

As the poem was read, there was a dead silence on the scene, everyone's mouths were wide open, their eyes were full of disbelief, and everyone's breathing could be heard clearly.

"It's raining......" At this time, Luo Qingcen's soft voice broke the silence. Everyone followed her voice and looked out the window.

Luo Qingcen was still muttering softly.

"A good poem to write spring for the occasion, good rain knows the season, when spring happens...... The wild trails are dark, and the river boats are bright. Unexpectedly, Yun Gongzi has such a great talent...... The little girl admires ......"

Everyone was directly brought into the artistic conception of Yun Ze's poem by Luo Qingcen's words.

Good rain seems to pick the time to fall in the spring when all things sprout. With the Japanese wind, it crept into the night. Fine and dense, it moistens all things on the earth.

Thick dark clouds shrouded the field paths; Light up the lights and flicker the fishing boats on the river. Look at the dewy flowers tomorrow morning, and the city of Danyang will be full of flowers.

Doesn't this poem describe this situation?! It is the third head of March, after this spring rain, tomorrow's Danyang City is absolutely full of flowers.

"Yun Gongzi...... Talent...... Ha ha...... Good poetry...... This is a peerless work that has been passed down for centuries......"

"This poem is definitely a well-deserved poem for tonight...... If anyone refuses, come to me to argue ......"

"I feel the same way...... If this poem can't get the position of poet, it doesn't matter if this poem doesn't participate in the future......"

"That's right, there is no one before and no one after this poem, so it deserves to be the best poet......"

The people around came back to their senses, shouting one after another, their expressions were extremely excited, and in the blink of an eye, most of them praised Yun Ze's poem to the first place in the poem.

Zheng Ming and Hou Dong on the opposite side were still savoring the verses, and when they heard the voices of everyone, their faces turned pale, and they instantly sat in their positions.

They knew that they had lost, Yun Ze's poem was written too appropriately and amazingly, and they thought that they would not be able to write such a peerless work after ten years of poetry.

They opened their mouths, wanting to refute something, but in the face of the approval of most of the members of the poetry society, they were powerless to return to the sky.

Yun Ze's poem went directly to the top and deservedly became the first poet of tonight's poetry meeting.

The most important thing is that Ren Yunze has never taken it seriously from beginning to end.

This poem is a peerless poem made by Yun Ze after only looking at the scenery outside the window of the ship.

The gazes that everyone looked at Yun Ze had become different. No one regards Yun Ze as a scumbag anymore, as a waste.

"I remember someone made a bet with me, isn't it time to cash it on......"

After everyone decided that Yun Ze had won the first place, Yun Yong looked at Zheng Ming and Hou Dongdao opposite.

As soon as he said this, the faces of the two people opposite him turned pale. I can't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"Yes, the gambling contract was forcibly added by you just now, don't want to cheat now, don't lose your character......"

"Come to think of it, the two talented men are not the kind of people who are disdainful and shameless, and dare not do it...... We're waiting! ”

The people around looked at Zheng Ming and Hou Dong playfully.

When Zheng Ming and Hou Dong heard this, they were even more embarrassed. I was angry and annoyed. It looks like he's ready to cheat.

Luo Qingcen looked at the two of them, and his eyes were slightly cold.

"Two ...... You started it, and it would be disappointing if you didn't even take this responsibility......"

Zheng Ming and Hou Dong saw Luo Qingcen speak, and their faces were embarrassed again.

They looked at Yun Ze with hatred, and shouted with unwilling faces: "I am a waste straw bale......

When the people around heard this, their faces were full of banter and ridicule, and the look in their eyes made the two even more embarrassed.

"What do you say...... I didn't hear it...... ...... loudly" Yun Ze looked at the reluctant two and said coldly.

When Zheng Ming and Hou Dong heard this, they hated it so much that they wanted to scold when they opened their mouths.

But in the face of the disdainful gazes of the people around them, they swallowed back the words they wanted to scold.