Super Demon Hospital System

In fact, although many people don't want to laugh at Lin Tian with malice like Fang Xianbo, they are all making reasonable guesses and understandings for Lin Tian at this moment.

"Lin Maocai has used his talent too much these days, and he has just created Zhenguo poems. Although it is not clear what level of poems he has written in the courtyard examination, I have heard that there have been several poems of Dafu, and there is even a It is the first name of the state poetry, so since Fang Mao was able to get the top three and become the first, this poetry subcategory must have reached at least the level of Dafu." Among the crowd watching below, one seemed to be an admirer of Lin Tian. After analyzing it, many people around nodded in agreement.

"Oh, that being said, everyone has seen it. What Lin Maocai said before, he confidently said that as long as he is alone, he is so domineering and doesn't take us people seriously. , If you can’t do it now, just make excuses, then don’t you brag about it in the first place, right?” Another person stood in the team and said, apparently displeased with Lin Tian’s previous confident words.

But what he said has some truth. After all, there are more than 1 people present, talented people from all over the world. Not everyone knows Lin Tian, ​​and not everyone has a good impression of Lin Tian. Some people praise and worship, and naturally some people are upset belittle.

However, all of their guesses soon came to fruition. When the half-pillar of incense burned nearly [-]%, Lin Tian finally opened his eyes and began to write. The bright moon on the side grinded quickly, carefully buying time for Lin Tian.

"Wanli Anzhou month, spring comes six winding.

The dark room is always open, so the sky is full of blue sky.

The wind is cool and the lapel is quiet, and Gao Dang's face hangs with tears.

There are black magpies flying south, and they fall to the riverside after a long night. "

A poem was completed in one go, without any pause. Obviously, people thought that he had fully conceived it when he closed his eyes before starting to write. At the end of the last sentence of the poem, amazing talent burst out on the paper, even the girls around who couldn't see the talent They were all pushed back a few steps by this invisible momentum.

In the VIP building, Zhifu Dong's expression changed, and his body turned into an afterimage. He stepped flat on Qingyun and came to Lin Tian's desk in an instant. He put the official seal on the paper, and a tangible golden pillar of talent suddenly appeared, three feet and three inches, poetic. To become a "Dafu", as long as there is a little publicity, Mingzhou is just around the corner!
"Okay! Lin Maocai really deserves to be Lin Maocai. This casually written poem is another poem of Dafu. With so many talents present today, it won't be long before everyone in Anzhou knows it. It is not a problem to ascend to Mingzhou! "Master Dong's eyes are full of extreme admiration.

Many talented scholars have already begun to appreciate the artistic conception and beauty of this poem. Those who belittled Lin Tian or maliciously speculated before all lowered their heads with flushed faces. As for Fang Xianbo on the third floor, he raised the tea in his hand He couldn't say anything for a long time, even for an old fox like him, he felt a little embarrassed.

On the court, Lin Tian defeated the other 18 people with a Dafu poem. He didn't need to write a second poem with the same theme, and directly won the first round for Mingyue, and then entered the second round. The creation of the theme.

This time, there were several times more people willing to help in the battle than in the previous round. It seemed that the theme was indeed relatively simple.

But at this time, Mr. Dong was still brazenly asking Lin Tian for the original manuscript of this poem, "Ahem, Lin Maocai, you see that the theme of this 'night' was written by me. After exhausting the sadness of the night, it faintly touched my holy way, which has been stagnant for a long time, can you give it to me for collection, and if I get promoted in the future, I will definitely thank you!"

"Master Dong, just take it if you like it. It's just a poem. Students don't ask for anything in return." Generally speaking, they respect high-ranked people and call themselves students. Lin Tian also handed the poem draft to Master Dong with a smile.