I'm not really a helper

Amidst the sound of fireworks, Chen Changsheng listened carefully, and found out with dissatisfaction.

Outside, most of the voices are actually supporting Xie Shi, and many daughters of everyone are actually showing off their red sleeves?

this this this

Chen Changsheng sighed, it seemed that he was too low-key.

It's just that if you want to be high-profile, your strength doesn't allow it.

"Ugh."

Chen Changsheng sighed slightly, he really wanted to put on a show, and it would be Xie Shi's turn?

As soon as his true face was revealed, the halo of the gods opened, and there was another scream of a girl.

Imagining the beautiful scene, in the opposite building, the old man had already spoken again.

"The old man is the person in charge of this Tianyun Conference, so he is also in charge."

The old man briefly introduced his identity, and no one was curious about it.

He has been in charge of all the previous Tianyun conferences, and he has long been used to it.

The old man with the position of Secretary just went through the motions, and soon continued:

"This Tianyun Conference is no different from the last one. The literati on the Wenyun Building each write a poem, and the judges and I will select the top three!"

The old man's words still did not cause any waves, everyone was looking forward to, what will be the topic of this year's Tianyun Conference?

There are many topics for experience, most of which are a few keywords.

For example, what are the four seasons, life and death, life, situation, etc., which require poets to freely compose poems and integrate them.

This is very particular about the level of being a poet, and it should also be a literati conference recognized by many people in the Tianyun Conference.

Those who can win No.1 are definitely not the people who are trying to catch fame!

And this time, in addition to the extremely challenging time-based poetry, there is also a battle between dragons and tigers!

Outside the Confucian Temple, everyone looked at Chen Changsheng and Xie Shi, expecting the keyword to appear.

The old man didn't talk nonsense, looked at everyone in the Wenyun Building, and said indifferently: "There are four poem titles this year."

four?

Everyone listened attentively, even Chen Changsheng was no exception.

After all, even if I wanted to write poetry, I had to at least hear what kind of poetry I wanted.

The old man was very satisfied with everyone's reaction, nodded and said: "On the battlefield, fight, make meritorious deeds, and experience life."

The words were very short, and the old man sat down after finishing speaking.

There is an incense stick of time for the people in the Wenyun Building to think, and after the incense stick, they will come up with poems.

The time can be described as extremely short. For a while, when everyone heard these four poems, they fell into deep thought, and no one made a sound.

As for the outside of the Confucian Temple, after the initial discussion, it became quiet.

On the one hand, I don't want to disturb the thinking of the people in the Wenyun Building, on the other hand, I want to see how my poems compare with those of the literati.

On and off the field, tens of thousands of people fell into an eerie silence.

Chen Changsheng lowered his head, frowned, and kept recalling those four words.

On the battlefield, fighting, making achievements, and understanding life.

This obviously has to be a frontier poem, not only majestic, but also life-savvy.

It's kind of hard!

Chen Changsheng kept thinking, always feeling that he had caught something, but he couldn't see everything.

The time passed by every minute and every second, and it was getting closer to the specified time.

Seeing that a stick of incense was about to burn in, there was already a commotion outside the Confucian Temple, and inside the Wenyun Building, there were also many talented people looking up with smiles on their faces.

Only a small part was still thinking hard, Chen Changsheng glanced at it, Xie Shi had already walked to the balcony, holding a glass of wine in his hand.

Is this guy thinking about it?

Chen Changsheng felt a little frustrated.

The time for a stick of incense was up soon, the old man glanced at it, and said again: "Now all talented scholars can write poems!"

With just one word, everyone was excited, and countless people turned their attention to the Wenyun Building, wondering who would be the first to speak!

In the Wenyun Building, dozens of talented scholars looked at each other, and finally walked out alone.

"Since everyone is waiting and watching, how about I, Mr. Lu, come first?"

A talented man smiled and spoke, everyone applauded, and Chen Changsheng couldn't help but look over.

"Wait and see now, if you don't do well, you can learn something secretly."

Chen Changsheng murmured to himself, and that talented man surnamed Lu also walked to the side of the viewing platform, facing everyone.

For a while, countless people quieted down and looked at the talented man surnamed Lu.

He smiled and read aloud.

"Fighting in disorder on the battlefield, meritorious deeds and careers, holding a small spear in hand, and repaying the king's favor!"

When the talented man surnamed Lu spoke, it could be said that his words were cadenced.

And as soon as the words fell, the venue erupted!

"Hiss! This poem by Lu Xing is too extraordinary!"

"Five-character quatrains, really are non-word quatrains!"

"My God, this poem is a perfect answer!"

Outside the Confucian Temple, countless onlookers were shocked and talked about it extraordinary.

On the opposite side of the Wenyun Building, all the judges nodded and began to write their scores.

Look at the score, definitely not low!

In the Wenyun Building, many talented scholars were also shocked and spoke one after another.

"Brother Lu is really a blockbuster, this poem is rare!" said a young handsome man.

The others nodded, and even Xie Shi was a little surprised, and kept nodding.

Being so complimented by everyone, the talented man surnamed Lu smiled slightly.

"Everyone, it's really not worth mentioning."

After finishing speaking, he sat down, the surroundings were still noisy, everyone was admiring, only Chen Changsheng had a strange expression, as if he had eaten shit.

What is this called poetry?

You call this poetry???

Chen Changsheng looked at everyone's exaggerated expressions, and really wanted to ask a question.

But still obediently shut up.

"This is just an example."

He consoled himself so much.

When consolation is comfort, Chen Changsheng couldn't bear to look at the following poems.

Everyone kept talking, and one after another "popular" poems were constantly spit out from the mouths of talents who are famous in Tianyun.

Chen Changsheng felt more and more uncomfortable when he heard these strange things.

What kind of king is bigger than the sky, and the common people are like duckweed.

He is also a general on the battlefield, galloping and half killing the enemy.

This is not shit what is it?

If I learn from them, what is it if it’s not shit?

Chen Changsheng fell into deep thought.

Perhaps, I was really right when I was absent from school for three years?

Judging from the current situation, this world, at least on the side of Shenxiao Kingdom, has an extremely terrible appreciation of poetry!

And in one poem after another, dozens of talents soon ended their performances.

For a moment, there were only two people left.

Xie Shi with a happy face, and Chen Changsheng with an ugly face.

The ultimate showdown between these two is coming!

Tianyun Huiyuan, fight against the unknown scholar!

Countless people were quiet, staring closely at Wenyun Tower, even those talented people.

Chen Changsheng also reacted from his thoughts, he suppressed his nausea and looked at Xie Shi.

Xie Shi didn't say anything, and said lightly: "Brother Chen, will you come first or should I come first?"

He smiled, obviously extremely confident.

Chen Changsheng looked at Xie Shi, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

After all, this guy is also a master. Although he is amazing at guessing riddles, he is at least better than those guys in terms of poetry, right?

Thinking of this, Chen Changsheng got up and laughed.

"Brother Xie first, I'm afraid everyone will laugh out loud at my clumsy writing." Chen Changsheng said modestly, as if he didn't want to hear what Xie Shi could write.

Xie Shi is not a humble person, after a smile, he walked directly to the Zhantai.

"I'll thank someone over there for coming first." He flicked his sleeves and faced everyone gracefully.

For a moment, the faces of countless rich girls who were watching turned red, and everyone's disciples were envious.

Amidst this admiration and envy, Xie Shi spoke.

The sound is not loud, but it is extremely penetrating.

"Jinglei, this sky-reaching cultivation base has fallen into the purple gold hammer!"

"Zidian, say that the Xuanzhen Flame Nine Heavens Xuanjian has changed the sky!"

"Dark clouds, I gallop on the battlefield, whistling in mist and rain."

"Passionate since ancient times, empty of hate, I hold a crescent blade!"

Xie Shi's voice was not loud at first, but when he read the second word, he suddenly raised his voice generously, as if he was on the battlefield.

The voice is cadenced, with ups and downs.

After the whole poem was finished, the whole person's face was flushed, and his breathing became short of breath.

In the arena, there was silence at first, and everyone seemed to be suffocated.

Then it exploded, and the voices soared to the sky!

"This is simply too passionate, thank you for the ancient and modern literati!" Outside the Confucian Temple, someone said in shock.

"Hiss, is this poem called Jinglei? I dare to say that Talent Xie will be the No. [-] scholar in high school!"

"Thunder, this sky-reaching cultivation base"

Outside the Confucian Temple, it was already a frying pan, and countless people praised Xie Shi's poem.

Even on the opposite side of the Confucian Temple, the secretary's eyes were wide open, he couldn't believe it, and wrote a score of [-] on the scroll.

"There is no title in the whole poem, but there are titles everywhere. Not only that, but also expresses the poet's feelings for his family and country, his longing for serving the king, and his beautiful praise of love!"

"This score deserves it!"

The secretary praised without hesitation, and the other judges also nodded.

For a while, countless people were lamenting Xie Shi's talent, and even many talents in the Wenyun Building were ashamed, feeling that they could not compare.

There is only one person with an expression like eating shit.

What is this poetry?

Chen Changsheng stared blankly, unable to understand at all, and even wanted to ask questions on the spot.

What is this poetry?

But Chen Changsheng could only think about it. After a while, everyone fell silent and looked at Chen Changsheng.

"Brother Chen, it's your turn." Xie Shi smiled and mocked uncontrollably.

Chen Changsheng glanced at him, couldn't help taking a deep breath, and walked up to the viewing platform.

Countless people focused their eyes on Chen Changsheng at this moment, wondering what amazing lines this down-and-out scholar who could be challenged by Xie Shi would have.

However, most people still deny it.

Leaving aside Xie Shi's identity, his thunderous song alone has startled countless people and captured countless people's hearts.

Many people shook their heads, Chen Changsheng saw it, couldn't help but smile, and spoke.

"Broken for a while." After just saying the title of a poem, Chen Changsheng's aura suddenly changed, and a detached and refined aura appeared.

Everyone's eyes changed, Chen Changsheng smiled with satisfaction, and began to speak lightly.

There was no ups and downs, no twists and turns, just a light mouth, but it was this kind of indifference that shocked countless people.

"Broken for a while."

"Looking at the sword with the lamp on while drunk, dreaming back to the company of blowing horns. Eight hundred miles are divided into moxibustion, and fifty strings are turned outside the Great Wall!"

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