Datang: I have a god-level cheating system

People come to your poetry club to give you face.

Why do you still want to tie someone up now?

Normal people wouldn't think that your Chang'an Poetry Club can be compared to my Taolin Poetry Club if you have seven people, right?

Do you really think that our Changan Qijun is a vegetarian?

Although only a few people have come here now, besides Chang'an Qijun, our poetry society also has the most talented woman in Chang'an.

You only have one you.

So what if we win a game?

And some people in the Chang'an Poetry Association will naturally not be bound to the Chang'an Poetry Association.

They also felt that the Chang'an Poetry Association would definitely lose.

After all, this is the best of seven rounds, and Cheng Chumo can't win the victory alone.

Then more than 100 talented scholars and beauties who boarded the boat before left, and those ordinary people who came to see the oiran to watch the excitement also left two to three hundred people.

There are still hundreds of people left in the Chang'an Poetry Association.

These people are Cheng Chumo's diehards, they believe that the Chang'an Order with both civil and military skills can win these people from the Taolin Poetry Association.

"Okay! For the rest of you, you are willing to stay."

"That is to trust me very much, then I will not let you down."

"These so-called talented poets in the Taolin Poetry Association are all trying to gain fame and reputation, and have no real skills. I'll find six people and compete with them in poetry. It's no big problem."

Cheng Chumo spoke casual words in an extremely casual gesture.

It seems that fighting with Taolin Shihui is nothing at all.

"Chang'an Order! We believe in you!"

"The Chang'an Poetry Society will win!"

"Down with Taolin Poetry Club!"

Many talents of the Chang'an Poetry Society began to shout slogans spontaneously.

They are very enthusiastic and looking forward to it.

Cheng Chumo was very pleased.

Among these people, there are some humble talents and talents who have been buried.

For such a grand occasion of the Chang'an Poetry Fair, hundreds of people were very excited.

Cui Shaofeng and everyone in Taolin behind him were stunned.

What the hell is this?

They're all lunatics!
Humph! !! !!
That being the case.

Then let all you lunatic scumbags play in the lake.

Cui Shaofeng also looked at the people behind him at this time.

"What about you? Can you share weal and woe?"

"How many years have we held the Taolin Poetry Association? Everyone is an old face. There should be no one who quits midway, right?"

What Cui Shaofeng said was very simple, that is, he asked in a threatening way to communicate with everyone.

Then these talented people dare not show even some other emotions.

Of course, they also felt that Tao Linshi would win.

"That's good! Since no one quits, then our Taolin Shihui will work together to make this rubbish poetry disappear."

"Chang'an can only have one poetry club."

"That's the Taolin Poetry Club!"

Cui Shaofeng once again displayed his mobilization ability.

This is his most prominent point.

"it is good!"

Hundreds of people from the Taolin Poetry Association responded loudly.

What follows is an eye-to-eye collision between the two sides, and a war without gunpowder is about to start.

Cheng Chumo and Cui Shaofeng each began to select talents for fighting poetry.

"Do you think the two poems will win?"

Some people who quit the Chang'an Poetry Club did not leave, and stood not far away to watch the excitement.

"Of course it is the Taolin Poetry Association. There are many talents there, and seven very top talents can be selected."

"Chang'an Qijun is not joking."

One said firmly.

"Do you think Chang'an Ling will not be able to win them?"

The man questioned.

"Is the Chang'an Order superficial?"

"A person can only play once in the poetry competition, and what is valued is the overall strength of the poetry club, not the outstanding ability of the individual."

"No matter how talented the Chang'an Ling is, he can only win one person."

"And there are seven people on the other side."

"Are those wits who just joined the Chang'an Poetry Society wits?"

"It's all rubbish."

At this time, these people who quit are talking a lot, even those who have not quit are also communicating.

"Anyway, I believe in Chang'an Order!"

"Chang'an order must win!"

"Chang'an Order is invincible!"

"As long as he wants to do it, then he can do it completely."

Everyone in the Chang'an Poetry Association is like this.

And why did Cheng Chumo dare to fight poetry like this?
Can he not know that he is only one person?
Of course Cheng Chumo knew.

So Cheng Chumo also has a plan.

Today is the time for King Luo Bin to come to Chang'an.

Can he write the song "Ode to the Goose" when he is only six years old?

Cheng Chumo believed that he could.

After all, he is a child prodigy with a long history.

After all, he wrote The Song of the Goose when he was seven years old.

What Cheng Chumo wants is for a young child to defeat a so-called talented man by fighting poetry.

King Luo Bin is Cheng Chumo's foreign aid.

Then there is Luo Luyuan, the father of King Luo Bin.

He is also a man of talent.

Then there are four left.

These four people, Cheng Chu, silently selected a talented person who had been buried in the long river of history.

That is the talented soldier who was selected into the Canglang.

Cheng Chumo had inspected him, he was a very talented young man, but he was a soldier.

The other three are talented scholars who participated in the Chang'an Poetry Association.

Without exception, they are all talented people from poor families.

Cheng Chumo is going to bring these humble talents to defeat the aristocrats.

Directly make it famous in Chang'an, and make it famous all over the world! ! !