The next day, when Ye Wentian sat in the seat of the classroom, he was still a little confused, and his hand occasionally made a few gestures from time to time, as if he was still immersed in last night's drawing.

The teacher was already standing on the podium, and Kacha saw that Ye Wentian was still distracted, so he hurriedly poked him with his elbow a few times.

Ye Wentian suddenly came back to his senses, and sighed secretly in his heart, although the primary strength of the pair had only changed by 3%, the difficulty of drawing had increased dramatically. I tried it three times last night, and each time the standard texture was smooth, but when it came to the change part, it failed every time, and the best one was only 0. 5%, it can be said that it is infinitely close to success, but it can also be said that there is still a world of difference.

"Hey, your face is not very good, haven't you slept well?" Ye Wentian saw that Kacha was yawning, and his beautiful red eyes were full of sleepiness.

Kacha's face was slightly red, and he snorted and turned his head: "I want you to take care of it, dead wood!"

The two didn't see Cyber, Nana, and Adolf sneering with confidence slightly.

"Ahem, you two will get out of here if you two talk again!" The teacher on the stage was furious, Ye Wentian smiled apologetically and began to listen attentively.

The teacher gave a brief introduction to himself, his name is Dai Wen, he is from the Tudor Empire of the Demon Martial Continent, he is a native of the local area, he came to the top of the sun and moon fifteen years ago, and with his literary talent and the strength of the Spirit Emperor level, he obtained the supreme residence in the core area and became one of the four major clerks of the Wenying Society.

Next, the teacher began to talk about the history of literature on the two continents and the famous writers, especially the poets of the Tudor Empire. Under his deliberate flattery, people have a feeling that the Tudor Empire is the mecca of literature and that the Tudor poets are incomparable.

I have to say that although Dai Wen is over forty years old, he can be called suave, not only handsome, but also licking the charm of a mature man, coupled with the proud temperament of a great nobleman, it is very lethal to women.

During the lecture, he smiled the most at Nana, Kacha, and Long Yujiao, but Kacha didn't look at him at all, Long Yujiao had a cold face and was expressionless, only Nana occasionally blinked and interacted with him.

For some reason, Ye Wentian always felt that there was something wrong with Dai Wen's gaze at him, but he couldn't say what was wrong, and his intuition reminded him that Dai Wen seemed to be faintly hostile to him.

The boring lesson, which lasted for an hour and a half, finally came to an end, and Dai Wen put down his pen and lesson plan, and actually assigned a task very similar to yesterday's music lesson: "Since you are all geniuses, and you are also the descendants of major aristocratic families, you must have received literature as a subject in the aristocratic education you received since childhood, so everyone improvises a poem!"

Cyber suddenly raised his hand and said, "Teacher Davin, in order to prevent cheating, you can stipulate a theme!"

Dai Wen smiled and bowed his head: "This mention is very good, you are also at the age of falling in love, so let's take love as the theme! Give you five minutes to brew, and then still start with Li Changtian." ”

After speaking, he emphasized in an accentuated voice: "Attention, the results of each of your subjects are directly related to the future qualification assessment, if you don't want to be expelled in advance, then you have to work hard! I heard that some students even scored zero points yesterday, so you must work hard to pull the score back, as for the one with a full score yesterday, I hope you will make persistent efforts, don't be planted because of pride!"

"There are words in the words!" Ye Wentian watched Cyber and Davin sing and harmonize, and a slight sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, if you have any tricks, I am afraid that you will not be men!

Cyber bowed: "Thank you teacher for your encouragement, we will work hard!"

Dai Wen was very satisfied with Cyber's politeness, he glanced at Ye Wentian, and that look seemed to say: "Look at others, learn a little!"

Nana Jiao smiled and Adolf got together to communicate, and Cyber squinted at Ye Wentian, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Five minutes passed in a flash, and the three of them all showed eager expressions, Long Yujiao's face was as cold as ice, and she didn't know if she was ready, Hu Tianxiong was embarrassed and kept scratching her head, obviously there was nothing in her stomach, and Kacha was also very anxious, literature was obviously not her forte, she would rather swing a knife and cut people or delve into the art of training.

"Li Changtian, you are the oldest, the first!" Dai Wen retreated to the side after speaking, and gave up the podium.

There were less than 100 people sitting on the ladder seats today, and they all heard about yesterday's events, and it was not so much that they had come to listen to the lecture as to come to see the play, and it was no secret that the contradictions between the disciples were no longer secret.

Li Changtian stood on the stage, and his watery gaze touched Ye Wentian's face and then took it back, which immediately made Ye Wentian feel cold.

Smiling slightly, Li Changtian's red lips opened slightly and slowly recited: "The dance of neon clothes and feathers, still holding the pipa for the king." However, Jun cherishes the new look, and does not pity the old love and lovesickness. The tears are dry, the heart has no belonging, singing the sorrow and the soul is returning, and the bitterness is bitter!"

The three bitter words knocked heavily in everyone's hearts, and everyone seemed to see a beauty in a neon dress dancing with a pipa in front of the king, but the years were ruthless and the king's heart was changeable, and the beauty was finally forgotten in the cold, and could only sing and cry silently in the deep palace, and finally even the soul was left in the cold palace.

The emotional tone of this improvised poem is very sad, and it can even be said to be lamental, recited from the mouth of Li Changtian, who looks like a beautiful woman, which gives people a very strange feeling. The men present were a little weak-hearted, while the women were inexplicably a little angry.

Kacha glared at Ye Wentian with slanted eyes, making him feel like he was being shot while lying down.

Li Changtian went down to power, Dai Wenchang let out a long breath, nodded frequently, and said: "It's wonderful, although the format is not formal, but the artistic conception is very in place, the last word is the meaning of the birdcage, the deep palace is very appropriate, and the three bitter words directly express the grievances and despair of the beauty." If my guess is correct, this beauty should be the founding patriarch of the Forgetful Sect 'Nishang Supreme'!"

Li Changtian didn't speak, and nodded with a sad expression, as if he was still immersed in the artistic conception just now.

"Sure enough, the poetry and rhyme of the Xianwu Continent are self-contained and funny, very good, very good, I will give you 85 points!" Although Dai Wen was arrogant, he also gave a very high evaluation.

Adolf and Cyber glanced at each other, neither of them expected that Li Changtian not only had extremely high musical attainments, but also had such outstanding literary talents, but after thinking about it, their opponent was Ip Mantian, even if they were not as good as Li Changtian, as long as they suppressed Ip Mantian, they would achieve their goal.

Devon's gaze shifted to Adolf, and an inexplicable smile tugged at the corner of his mouth: "Adolf, I believe you won't disappoint me, will you?"

"Of course, I want someone to understand what is the foundation of a nobleman, not all cats and dogs are worthy of the highest stage on the top of the sun and the moon!"

"Cat and dog, you'll understand whether I'm a cat or a tiger!" Ye Wentian sneered secretly.