The embarrassing atmosphere slowly faded, and Mr. Yun coughed and said slowly: "Neat is neat, but the words are too frivolous......

"Scumbag!" a beautiful lady yelled at the stage.

Another girl also scolded: "Today is gone, tomorrow is looking for it, what a negative person!"

"Don't, don't, it's just poetry, don't take it seriously!" Fan Jian panicked.

"Although it was frivolous, it was still decent after all, and now I would like to ask Li Gongzi to write a poem. Feng Qinggu said, he is also very helpless with his own disciple, although he has some talents, but he likes the land of wind and moon on weekdays, and the smell of smoke and dust.

But the poem is also catchy, not bad.

"Seven emotions and six desires. Li Hugo took a deep breath, he thought of Yun Xianchen, Lu Qiling, and Situ Wuwu.

With a sad face, he slowly opened his mouth.

"Three years of pain, five years of cold, seven years of itching, ten years of injury.

Looking for the barren hills, true and false lying in the city.

When the dream comes, I want to go to old age, and I wake up halfway through the night.

The spring scenery of the garden is no longer there, and the stern of the withered boat is unique. ”

When this poem was spoken, there was silence again in private, and many people were immersed in Li Hugo's artistic conception.

Three years of pain, five years of coldness, seven years of itching, ten years of injury, a pair of lovers finally have to come together, how many ups and downs need to be walked, the slightest carelessness will fall into the abyss, can no longer paste the past days, can no longer save the heart of the lover.

Many people who have emotional cleansing are infected by this poem and let out low sobs.

"Okay!" Mr. Mu nodded with satisfaction, he got up and said, "Hugo, how did you come up with this poem?"

"How?" Li Hugo realized that he had leaked his mouth, because the experience in this poem is not something that a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy can realize, you must know that Li Hugo is still an emotionless teenager here, how can he experience three years of pain, five years of coldness, seven years of itching, and ten years of injury?

Li Hugo clenched his fists and said: "Recently, students are watching 'Dajin Fengyunlu', in which Li Bolong and Nalan Meng are obviously a natural pair, but in the end they have to separate, the two obviously love each other, but they have to be separated for various reasons...... Read to the depths, and feel the heart, that's all!"

"Daikin Fengyunlu?" Fan Shu, who was in the crowd, narrowed his eyes, "It's Dajin Fengyunlu again." ”

"Could it be that this person has something to do with Dajin Fengyunlu?" said the spy next to him.

Fan Shu snorted and laughed, raised his head and looked at Li Hugo: "This won't be, this kid is just a little clever, to write such an earth-shattering article as Dajin Fengyunlu, it is still a little tender, Dajin Fengyunlu Such a strange book, at least you have to be as qualified as the teacher of the four major study halls, does he understand power schemes? Does he understand power techniques? It's just a little hairy child, besides, there are not a few people who have read Dajin Fengyunlu, basically literati and ink writers have read it, and I have also read it, do I also mean that I am also the author of this book?"

"Oshiji-sama's reasoning is really impeccable, but now it seems that this time I am afraid that Oshiji's younger brother ......"

"It's okay, let's read it first. Fan Shu said, at this time, the fighting poems in the hall are really wonderful, although Fan Shu is a martial artist and knows nothing about this aspect, but he is still quite happy to watch the comparison between literati.

Mr. Yun did not immediately announce the results, but continued: "The first round of the three rounds of the competition has been completed, and now the second round, the second round of five-character poems, a total of twenty words, requires a person to write a person full of wealth, but can not be reused. ”

"This question...... Isn't it too difficult? Mr. Lin next to him said, "Brother Yun, how about using scenery as a topic?"

"Fan Gongzi and Li Gongzi are both talents, and the poems of the two of them just now have their own ups and downs, and now it must be more difficult, which can force out a person's true level. Mr. Yun said with his breath, but his eyes always fell on Li Hugo.

"I'll do it first. Li Hugo stepped forward and said.

"Well, I'd like to see what kind of verses you can say. Fan Jian sneered.

Li Hugo pondered for a moment, so he opened his mouth and said:

"Pengfei thousands of miles,

Longitudinal clouds overlooking the high ridge,

but he saddled the oxen and the horses,

Lifting the pot I people. ”

Li Hugo said, and swept around, Mr. Yun took a deep breath, his eyes were as round as copper plates, and his hands trembled slightly.

"The ambition of Dapeng, the ambition is in the world, the person who serves the ox, he is helpless, he is good...... Comparing Dapeng with the groom, comparing the lofty ideal with the helpless reality, such a poem is indeed shocking and staggering. Mr. Yun said.

The corners of Mr. Mu's mouth were already grinning to the cheeks, if it weren't for the ears blocking it, he was afraid that he would grin to the back of his head, he laughed: "The bad guy has nothing to do, so he sighs about some messy things, which makes you brothers laugh." ”

"The villain has a will. Mr. Wind snorted.

Old Mr. Mu glanced at him: "Mr. Feng, since my student has already mentioned poetry, what about you?"

"Fan Jian, don't let the teacher down this time!" Feng Qinggu said to Fan Jian.

Fan Jian clenched his fists, coughed, and swept around with a folding fan: "Listen, my poem, it is unprecedented and unprecedented, I sing it today, it will definitely be passed down through the ages, and you will become a witness to this poem!"

As soon as these words came out, the people around them also looked forward to it.

I saw Fan Jian shaking his head and saying:

"I'm not afraid of not knowing the goods,

I'm afraid to shop around!

If you are in doubt,

But it's not good!"

"Poof!" Mr. Feng just took a sip of tea, and immediately squirted out, so angry that he stood up and pointed at Fan Jian angrily: "What a mess!"

"Teacher, my poem, it's extremely rhymed, and it's not talent, isn't that just comparing goods!" Fan Jian said.

Mr. Yun raised his hand, held back a smile and said, "Mr. Feng, don't worry, in fact, according to the word, this poem is not out of the body, it is in line with the topic, but this is just a limerick poem." ”

"Haha......" The people in the Mu Family Academy also laughed.

The white dragon coughed: "Convergence!"

Only then did everyone cover their mouths and hold back their laughter.

Li Hugo clenched his fists and said, "Since it is three times, why don't you ask Mr. Yun to assign the third topic?"

"Okay!" Mr. Yun got up, he took two steps and said, "Recently, in our Nine Heavens City, there is a strange book of Dajin Fengyunlu, and the two of you can understand this book and compose a poem! After that, the old man will immediately announce the result!"