Datang: I have a god-level cheating system

Cui Shaofeng glared at Cheng Chumo viciously, wishing he could hack Cheng Chumo to death immediately.

Why are you so arrogant?
Is it just because you wrote a few poems?
It's really disgusting.

"Chang'an Order! You have newly established the Chang'an Poetry Club, and you are also holding a poetry session today. Naturally, the talents of our Taolin Poetry Club will come to support you."

"By the way, let's discuss the poetic talents of both parties."

"What you said just now is really a villain's heart to judge a gentleman's belly!"

"I'm really sad!"

Although Cui Shaofeng was furious in his heart, on the surface he showed a look of grievance.

In this way, other people can compare it to Cheng Chumo's bad character.

Cheng Chumo just smiled coldly.

"Stop pretending! It's obviously a big bad wolf, but you insist on pretending to be a big white rabbit. Do you think you're disgusting?"

"Don't you just want to give us Chang'an Poetry Association a blow?"

"Come on... let's fight a poem."

"By the way, play big, come and gamble hard."

Cheng Chumo directly exposed Cui Shaofeng's disguise and spoke very directly.

You, Cui Shaofeng, brought the long-famous Taolin Shihui to make trouble, wanting to fight poetry!
That's exactly what I want.

Lao Tzu's Chang'an Poetry Club is trying to make a name for itself quickly.

Now the stepping stones come by themselves?
Cheng Chumo has always been the kind who speaks amazing words endlessly.

Everyone did not expect that Cheng Chumo would take the initiative to challenge a group of very talented young people from the Taolin Poetry Association.

The people from the Taolin Poetry Association did not expect it.

The wits were like roosters holding their heads high, looking at Cheng Chumo and the wits from the Chang'an Poetry Association provocatively.

They looked disdainful.

Everyone knows that.

The Taolin Poetry Club is the only established poetry club in Chang'an City, and it has always gathered the most talented people in Chang'an City.

Therefore, in order to fight poetry, naturally each party will send several people to catch each other and fight, whichever side's poetry is better will win easily.

Cui Shaofeng also laughed.

it is good!
Crazy enough!

I will let you know how powerful our Taolin Poetry Society is today.

"Since the Chang'an Order said so, let's fight a poem."

"Seven players from each side, the first to win four rounds is the winner."

"As for the bet."

Cui Shaofeng smiled confidently.

He stood in front of the crowd, dressed in brocade clothes, with a jade pendant hanging from his waist, looking like a dragon and a phoenix.

At this moment, he was being watched by too many people, so he straightened his back as much as possible, and then wanted to put on a show.

He likes the feeling of being watched.

And he is the most promising successor of the Qinghe Cui family.

There is this arrogance even more.

I feel that everyone in this world has to look at him with admiration and fear.

"Ha ha……"

"What an embarrassing fellow!"

"He thinks he's manifesting himself in front of people?"

"I don't know that his outfit is far worse than his master's technique!"

Yuchi Baolin was among the crowd, his big black face was full of sarcasm.

"go away!"

"That's your father and my master, you should be called Shizu."

Yuchi Gong said angrily.

By the way, he hit Yuchi Baolin on the head again.

Of course, he looked at Cui Shaofeng with a mocking expression.

"Don't look at Cui Shi, who looks like a dog, but he's actually just a worthless trash."

"Why did the eldest son of Changsun Wuji and other direct descendants of Qiwang follow him? Why not be the leader?"

"Because I just want this trash to be cannon fodder."

"After all, the Qinghe Cui family is considered the most powerful super family with five surnames and seven wangs."

Yuchi Gong taunted Cui Shaofeng for a while.

"The bet is very simple! The loser will have the time for everyone in the poetry club to swim in the lake for a stick of incense, and for those who can't swim, to swim around the lake for three sticks of incense."

"If you don't want to stand with your poetry club, you can leave early."

"After all, this is a battle between two poetry clubs. Winning is a common honor, and losing must be faced together. So Mr. Cui, please ask the talents of your Taolin Poetry Club."

Cheng Chumo spoke in a high-pitched voice, chic.

Then he didn't care what Cui Shaofeng said, he turned around and looked around at all the people who had gathered for the Chang'an Poetry Fair.

Then with a smile, he spoke very calmly.

"Next, the Chang'an Poetry Association will find seven talented men and women who are competing for poetry, including ourselves of course. If we win, we can see that Taolin Poetry will fulfill the bet."

"Either way, if we lose, all of you have to fulfill the bet. In a poetry club, everyone will win and everyone will lose."

"If anyone is unwilling, they can withdraw from the Chang'an Poetry Club now."

"I won't have any emotions, after all, everyone has their own aspirations."

Cheng Chumo's bet is unbelievable enough.

Now Cheng Chumo said that again.

Even the people at the Chang'an Poetry Association are a little confused.

Some people unconditionally support Cheng Chumo.

In their eyes, Chang'an Order is right! ! !

But there are also some who just watch the excitement, and then come to see the oiran.

They didn't have much understanding or even admiration for Cheng Chumo, and they had different emotions at this moment.

But at this moment, Cui Shaofeng laughed.

It made me laugh so hard!

This idiot said something like that.

The Chang'an Poetry Club will fall apart in an instant! ! !