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"Hello everyone, the handsome guy is me, and I am Xingmen Jiangtian. ”

Jiang Tian put one hand behind him, raised his head and recited the poem he thought was very good, praised Miao Yi, and even compared himself with the god of war, and his cheekiness was unmatched.

Even though Jiang Tian said such cheeky words, the audience was still full of cheers, especially those infatuated girls who were waiting to be released.

"It's so handsome, it's so handsome!

"Jiang Tian Jiang Tian I love you, just like a mouse loves rice! Jiang Tian Jiang Tian I love you, just like a mouse loves rice......

There were all kinds of screams on the field, and even a few men were waving their flags and shouting there, which really made Ye Fan embarrassed.

"Handsome fart, isn't it just a little whiter than my face?" Ye Fan muttered to himself.

"Brothers, sisters and sisters, please be quiet, let's get to the point. Jiang Tian shook his head, and the long hair on his forehead brushed over.

"I haven't seen you for many days, our teacher Miao is still so beautiful, please ask Teacher Miao to ask the question. Jiang Tian bowed slightly to Miao Yi.

Miao Yi smiled: "Ladies and gentlemen, the first topic of today's essay is 'The beauty of the beauty of witty words.'" I hope you don't skimp on your talent and dedicate a song to the goddess in your heart. ”

Jiang Tian first wrote down his own masterpieces, and then everyone in the process challenged them, and the elders and teachers commented on them. ”

Hearing this topic, many people couldn't help but look at Miao Yi on the stage, of course, there are many beauties in Tianxing Academy, such as the new junior sister Mu Yao, who has the same appearance as Teacher Miao, but the style is different.

Many people have their own goddesses in their minds, and Ye Fan is no exception.

When he came to the Earth Star Continent, Ye Fan thought about the few beauties he had seen, and they all looked good.

But what fascinated Ye Fan the most was the goddess Bingyu, there was Miao Yi when she came down, and Mu Yao when she came down, if Mu Yao's temper could be changed.

"Alright, the game starts now!"

As Miao Yi's voice fell, a gong sound began to be heard from an unknown place in the distance, echoing like a heavenly sound.

"I'll write a poem to her about the wonderful teacher in front of me, and the big guy said okay?"

Jiang Tian was very proud, and the surrounding onlookers also shouted, "Good!"

It's just that as soon as Jiang Tian came up, he had a clear purpose to focus on Miao Yi, which made Miao Yi feel very unnatural, and even blushed a little shyly.

There is a shame in the flowers, and the wind shakes the willow waist beautifully.

The name is wonderful, the people are very wonderful, the people are white, and the flowers are white.

Jiang Tian shook his head and proudly recited his witty words, which immediately attracted all kinds of envy and admiration from the audience, and even those elders nodded in praise.

"Jiang Tian Jiang Tian I love you, just like ......"

The voices of boys and girls in the audience began to flood again, and the whole scene was chaotic.

As the strongest talent of Tianxing Academy, Jiang Tian's poetry is naturally unbeatable, and this first question made the audience quiet.

Everyone had no choice but to pin their hopes on the following questions, because Jiang Tian's talent had already planted an unsurpassable imprint in their hearts.

No one challenged, and just when Miao Yi was about to announce the results with a crimson face, Ye Fan squeezed onto the stage.

"New student Ye Fan wants to learn from his senior brother, I don't know if the senior brother can accept it?" Ye Fan saluted according to the custom of martial artists.

Seeing that someone stood up to challenge his poems, Jiang Tian was a little curious at first, but soon that curiosity turned into disdain.

Your little new disciple really doesn't know how thick the sky is.

Many people were surprised by Ye Fan's standing up, they really didn't expect anyone to dare to challenge the idol in their hearts.

Miao Yi was also surprised, she felt that Ye Fan was very special, but it was only limited to cultivation, as for Wencai, she really didn't dare to put Ye Fan and Jiang Tian on the same level.

"Are you sure you can?" asked Miaoyi with some concern.

Ye Fan smiled at Miao Yi: "Won't you know if you try it?"

Ye Fan's arrival on the stage was unexpected, such as Mu Ran and Mu Yao, as well as the bewitching Chunyu, the host of the Lanxing City auction.

They knew about the people from Mufu who came together, but they didn't know Ye Fan's talent.

Chunyu sneered after being surprised, a low-ranking person from Mufu actually dared to challenge Jiang Tian, he really didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Ye Fan didn't care about other people's opinions, and recalled in his mind the five thousand years of civilization, where there were too many verses.

Hibiscus is like a willow like an eyebrow, and Yurong shows that the king is drunk;

The fairy fell for nine days, and the red face fell into the city and the country;

is naturally beautiful and slender, and the gentleman is so invited;

Looking back and smiling, I still remember the dreams in my heart;

Ye Fan's recitation focused on emotion and intonation, which was taught to him by the earth teacher since he was a child, and after the recitation was completed at this moment, everyone was fascinated.

Artistic conception, god-like artistic conception, no one in the Earth Star Continent has ever heard such a unique connotation and beautiful artistic conception.

What kind of verse is this? How can you write people so beautifully?

Oh my God!

How is this possible?

After a full quarter of an hour, everyone on the field came to their senses with surprise and incredulity, they were intoxicated by the poems as if they were under the skirt of a peerless beauty pomegranate, and they were willing to die!

On the elder seat, those elders who were always in a state of cultivation also opened their eyes in disbelief, knowing that they couldn't open their eyes a few times a year.

Jiang Tian returned from the fugue, saliva flowed from the corner of her mouth, but when she reacted, her face turned red, and she thought, did you lose like this? But where will the beauty she described? Teacher Miao probably has to be a little worse.

A poem changed Jiang Tian's examination of beautiful women, remembering what he said to Ye Fan before, he was embarrassed, and he wanted to find a hole to get into.

Ruan Yun and Bing Yao looked down on Ye Fan when he chose the courtyard gate, but at this moment they regretted it a little.

This kid is by no means a thing in the pool, he can write such profound poems, presumably his ability is not small, even if he only has this strength, then he has to earn a lot of light for the courtyard gate.

Whether it was Ruan Yun or Bing Yao, their faces were flushed at the moment, and they felt guilty and blamed themselves in their hearts.

Miao Yi stood beside Ye Fan, he felt that Ye Fan's whole body at this moment was full of the aura of God, and she was full of excitement and admiration, such a man is rare in the world.

Looking at the bewildered girls around her, Miao Yi knew that after today, Ye Fanzhi's talent would resound throughout the entire Tianxing Academy.

Maybe such a man should have caught it in his hands sooner, otherwise he will regret it one day.

Mu Yao, who was standing in the crowd, in addition to not believing it at the moment, had another person in his mind, that was Fan Ye, that magical green cloth masked boy Fan Ye.

Is this kind of sentence something that can only be written by Fan Ye? How could it be Ye Fan? How could their backs look so similar?

It's unlikely? How deep is Ye Fan's cultivation? Fan Ye is a person who understands the law of light and spirit in minutes, he must not be as good as my Fan Ye.

But how could the style of this poem be so similar to that of Brother Van Ye, as if it came from one person?

Oh, I see, he must have learned it from Brother Fanye, or is my Brother Fanye amazing!