Datang: I have a god-level cheating system

"1 million taels?"

"Pressing Chang'an poetry will win?"

"Are you crazy or am I crazy?"

"Every fool knows that the Chang'an Poetry Society will not win this time!"

"You are obviously a fool with a lot of money!"

One shouted in shock.

Others also talked a lot, thinking that this person was too stupid.

No matter how talented Chang'an Ling is, he is not superhuman.

Now the competition is a talent competition for the entire poetry club.

But the literati still smiled slightly, looking at the person in charge of the casino.

"I will suppress the Chang'an Poetry Club!"

Everyone took him for a fool.

There are still such stupid people in the world.

……

"Are you ready?"

Cui Shaofeng said indifferently with a proud face.

"I count to three."

"three……"

"two……"

"one……"

Then Taolin Poetry Association and Chang'an Poetry Association each stood out.

One of the Seven Talents of Chang'an stood out from the Taolin Poetry Club.

Zheng Yunfeng of the Zheng family in Xingyang.

"Zheng Yunfeng of the Zheng family in Xingyang, one of the seven handsome men in Chang'an, loves poetry and prose, please enlighten me."

He was not so arrogant, and looked at a row of people standing opposite with a smile on his face.

Then Chang'an Poetry Association directly stood up a person.

no one else!

It was the six-year-old boy Luo Binwang.

King Luo Bin was a little dissatisfied.

Why should I take the lead?

Is that why you trust me?
I'm still just a child!
However, King Luo Bin stood up and didn't feel flustered in the face of Zheng Yunfeng.

But Zheng Yunfeng couldn't keep his demeanor.

Dressed in white and holding an origami fan, his eyes widened instantly.

What the hell?

Let this talented person compete poetry with a brat who has no hair yet?
Is this looking down on this genius?
I am Zheng Yunfeng from the Zheng family of Xingyang.

To be so humiliated.

Tolerable or unbearable!
"Cheng Chumo!!!"

"what do you mean?"

"Let a brat fight poetry with me?"

"What? Do you think this brat can beat me?"

"Cheng Chumo, I know you are talented, you have written a human face and don't know where to go, peach blossoms are still smiling at the spring breeze."

"I also wrote the eternal quatrains like the spring breeze does not pass Yumen Pass."

"I admire your talent, but you can't insult me ​​with a child, right?"

Zheng Yunfeng said very angrily with a dissatisfied face.

He is one of the seven handsome men in Chang'an.

"Brother! Do you think it's an insult to me to fight poetry?"

Cheng Chumo just smiled lightly, then glanced at King Luo Bin.

King Luo Bin understood, raised his head, and looked at the tall and straight Zheng Yunfeng in front of him.

Speak mature words with immature voices.

"Are you looking down on children?"

"When it comes to poetic talent, don't look at age, we can see the truth when we write poetry!"

King Luo Bin's words naturally shocked too many people.

how?

Do you still want to win, you little brat?

Really laughed out loud!

"Hahaha……"

"It really made me laugh!"

"What's wrong with this world when a little kid wants to fight poetry and still looks like he has a chance to win?"

The talented scholars of the Taolin Poetry Association were all mocking.

"That's all you have to see!"

"Don't you know that there are child prodigies in this world?"

"How dare you be sure that the child I sent won't be able to defeat Zheng Yunfeng?"

"Don't be too absolute when you speak, or you will be easily slapped in the face!"

Cheng Chumo shook his head and laughed.

"Ha ha……"

"If this little brat can beat Zheng Yunfeng, I'll call you daddy!"

A genius said directly and loudly.

"I don't want to have a son as stupid as you!"

Cheng Chumo responded indifferently.

Did not look at him.

"However, if anyone still wants to make a bet, I am happy to accompany it."

"The bet is very simple! If you lose the bet and feel that the child can't win, then when the Oiran Contest officially starts, everyone must support one person. Support includes poetry, money, and their own fame."

"If I lose, each of you can do whatever you want."

Cheng Chu spoke quietly.

He made such a bet, after all, it was for the oiran contest he held.

This is his first shot at Datang's business model.

It must be held successfully, and it must cause a sensation in the whole Datang.

"it is good!"

"Since Chang'an ordered to speak quickly."

"Then I'll take a bet."

"I bet too."

"And I!!!"

These people are so positive because it doesn't matter if they lose the bet.

Anyway, they also want to see the oiran contest, isn't it just to support an oiran?

Who wouldn't want to spend the spring evening with Jiangnan Huakui! ! !

"it is good!"

"Then let's get started!"

"Don't talk nonsense."

"You also report your name, let everyone know your name."

"You may be famous in Chang'an."

Cheng Chumo looked at King Luo Bin and smiled meaningfully.

King Luo Bin stared at Mengmeng's eyes, and looked up at Zheng Yunfeng with an ugly face again.

"Luo Guanguang, from Yiwu, Wuzhou, is six years old, please advise."