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"I'll have one, people laugh at me as crazy?"

Chen Feng looked up to the sky and laughed.

"I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood."

These people in the hall became more and more excited as they talked, and they were also aroused by Chen Feng's appearance to be competitive.

At this moment, Chen Feng seemed to be the unbeatable god of war in this hall.

Although he is all right, everyone has discovered one thing. Although his words are not in the original text, they are all very wonderful. The endings all rhyme, and the artistic conception can also match.

This was so powerful, as if no one could stop him, everyone began to rack their brains.

Even the competition between poems and words was no longer comparable, and it directly became the famous scene of Chen Feng's tongue-in-cheek battle with the Confucians.

Questions were raised from all directions, and Chen Feng sat firmly in it. His magnetic voice resounded throughout the hall.

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Chapter 153 Thick-skinned

"Sit up in shock in a dying illness!"

"Laugh and ask where the restaurant is from!"

"Once bitten by a snake!"

"Heard birds chirping everywhere."

"Learning is boundless!"

"Turning back is the shore."

"As long as you work hard!"

"A couple of days, a hundred days of grace."

"Laugh up to the sky and go out!"

"Nobody knows it's litchi."

"There is no place to find if you step through iron shoes!"

"That person is in a dimly lit place."

"3000 beauties in the harem!"

……

boom!

The hall burst into laughter again. Now Chen Feng can not only rhyme, but also express artistic conception, and even make it very funny, which is really rare.

"Chen Feng is awesome!"

"Chen Feng is amazing Klass!"

"I have read poetry and books for more than ten years, but I can't come up with any words to praise Chen Feng. I am ashamed, ashamed!"

A group of literati, at this moment, forgot that they had a competition to do next, and they all immersed themselves in the part of fighting against Chen Feng.

Everyone in this room is randomly picked out by everyone who has masterpieces in the literary world. At this moment, who can not realize that this guy Chen Feng is no longer simply understanding poetry and memorizing poetry, but has reached perfection. The pinnacle of the plot.

Except for the wild self-hanging southeast branch, as long as he exports, it is absolute.

If it weren't for the abnormally rich reserves, how could it be so fast and so good?

This is much more difficult than matching the original sentence, and it is much more powerful!

With You Chenfeng's demeanor just now, he held his chest up and raised his head, calmly, his answer had already come out before the other person's voice fell.

Raise your glass and look at the blue sky with white eyes, as bright as a jade tree before the wind!

All the female literati are fascinated, and the male literati are full of admiration.

At this moment, Wang Bingcheng's face was livid.

It seems that I and Chen Feng are not in the same class anymore.

What I recite are just poems, but what the other party plays is art.

It pales in comparison.

If you compare it any further, it's just asking for trouble.

The leader of the Ci faction, Wang Tianlai, had a very ugly face. He originally wanted his grandson Wang Bingcheng to become famous in poetry, but he didn't expect that he would go astray and be defeated in an upright manner.

He coughed lightly, and had no choice but to show his old face and said to the host on stage: "Okay, this farce is over, and it's getting late, let's start the poetry competition."

Although Wang Tianlai's words were not loud, almost all the Ci faction followed suit.

Chen Feng was right in the middle of the conversation, and those who didn't have a school of thought stopped asking questions.

He asked with a smile: "Do you still want to ask? If you can't ask, will it be considered that we have won?"

This...

People from the Ci school looked at Wang Tianlai one after another, not knowing what it meant to see Mr. Wang.

Wang Tianlai supported the table and stood up slowly.

"Little friend Chen Feng is really smart, I admire you, let's play around and start the competition."

Start the competition?

Co-author Chen Feng just spent a long time talking about it, so it doesn't count as a grade? ?

Chen Feng was also stunned after hearing this.

Is this old Bi Deng so thick-skinned?

If I win tell me to start over, if I lose it will be another story.

Even though he thought so in his heart, Chen Feng didn't say anything, he was not from the poetic school, winning or losing didn't matter to him, he just wanted to hit Wang Bingcheng's arrogance.

If you actually treat yourself like a soft persimmon, you will be covered in persimmon juice.

Although Chen Feng didn't care, it didn't mean that other members of the Poetry School didn't care.

With a buzzing sound, the people from Shipai exploded.

The beautiful woman Nangong Yunping of the Poetry School said in a deep voice: "Wang Tianlai, what do you mean? If you feel that you can't compare, then don't compare. Everyone will be dispersed. Don't let our Poetry School bully others."

If other literati were described in this way, they would have gone to a corner and cried in shame, but their Ci School Wang family didn't care at all about such harmless words.

The skin is thicker than a city wall, impenetrable to machine guns.

Nangong Yunping's words aroused even stronger dissatisfaction on the side of the poetry school.

"Don't play if you can't afford it."

"How dare you pretend to be a literati?"

"If Mr. Linchuan, the ancestor of your Ci School, knows it well, I'm afraid all seven orifices can produce smoke."

"Inhuman!"

......

Among the poetry schools, some people have opinions on the grandparents of the Wang family. It is indeed the case. It was Wang Bingcheng who said at the beginning that Chen Feng was one of the representative contestants of the poetry school. .

Even some of the Ci faction were already blushing and wanted to leave the scene. This kind of scene is really self-defeating.

Wang Tianlai's face was gray and cold. He didn't expect that his words would cause such great dissatisfaction, but he was helpless because his grandson didn't live up to it. As a grandfather, it was impossible for him not to defend himself.

But he found that even if he tore his face off now, it seemed that everyone didn't buy it.

He could only chuckle.

"Little friend Chen Feng is not a member of your poetry school. I just met Bingcheng just for fun. Don't worry, don't worry. If everyone thinks it's unfair, I will ask Bingcheng not to participate in this competition of poetry and lyrics. "

When everyone heard Wang Tianlai's words, their eyes lit up.

Being able to exclude his grandson from the opportunity to show his face this time, it seems that Wang Tianlai has also paid a lot of money.

Following his words, everyone calmed down a lot, but Wang Bingcheng's face was full of resentment.

"Grandpa, I..."

He was well prepared this time, but now he can't show himself. For a literati, being unable to show his talent on stage is no different from salted fish.

"Shut up and sit down!"

Before Wang Bingcheng finished speaking, he was stopped abruptly by Wang Tianlai.

Wang Bingcheng had to grit his teeth and sit down, and the Ci School quickly selected a person who could replace Wang Bingcheng to compete against poetry and words.

The host quickly came out to smooth things over, invited representatives from both sides to the stage, and began to talk about poems.

It was really exciting, but after everyone had just experienced Chen Feng's crookedness, the rigid poetry and lyrics in the stands became dull.

Chen Feng sat down and continued to play the canyon mobile game. He was not at all interested in the poetry competition on the stage. His interest did not lie in it. If he hadn't come with Ling Bingyan today, he might have come with him, and he would have found a way to break free .

My stomach growled, very softly.

It's just that it didn't escape Ling Bingyan's ears. She leaned over and took a look at the games on Chen Feng's phone. She couldn't understand the few villains fighting together, and then asked: "Teacher Chen?" Are you hungry?"

Chen Feng laughed.

"It's okay, I don't know when we will have dinner."

Ling Bingyan glanced at Nangong Yunping, a beautiful woman wearing a cheongsam sitting in the first row in front of her. Coincidentally, Nangong Yunping also glanced in Ling Bingyan's direction.

Ling Bingyan hurriedly blushed and lowered her head.

In fact, she wanted to say that she would sneak out to eat with Chen Feng, but she swallowed the sentence after seeing Nangong Yunping's eyes.

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Chapter 154

Because that beautiful woman in cheongsam, Nangong Yunping, is not only the current leader of the Poetry School, but also Ling Bingyan's mother.

Originally, Ling Bingyan hadn't planned to invite Chen Feng to the party held by the Poetry Association, but Nangong Yunping insisted on letting Ling Bingyan pull him over.

Needless to say, I wanted to take advantage of this occasion to see how Chen Feng behaved.

After all, it's the person her daughter likes, and she always has to check it out.

That's why Chen Feng appeared on this occasion.

The competition on the stage was finally over, and ended with the final victory of the Poetry School. There was no way, Wang Bingcheng, the most powerful of the Ci School, was sitting there with a stern expression below the stage, as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing that the competition was over, he stood up suddenly, and everyone looked at him again.

"What is he doing?"

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

"Why is Wang Bingcheng a bit abnormal today?"

I saw Wang Bingcheng looking straight at Chen Feng.

"Chen Feng, I heard that you are very good at composing lyrics, and I happen to be able to compose lyrics too, let's compare."

Wang Bingcheng's words resounded in the hall.

But there was no response for a long time, Chen Feng sat on the seat, holding the mobile phone in both hands, Ling Bingyan stretched his neck and looked at the screen, clenched his fists, and looked a little nervous.

Seeing that Chen Feng was silent, Wang Bingcheng's face turned red.

"Chen Feng! Have a competition with me."

The voice fell, but there was still no response from Chen Feng. Everyone just looked at Wang Bingcheng who stood there so embarrassed that the autumn wind swept the leaves, and then looked at Chen Feng who was holding a mobile phone as if doing something very excited.

The two formed a stark contrast.

"Chen Feng!"

Wang Bingcheng was furious. Since he was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child, when did he encounter such a situation and dare to ignore him?

"what's up?"

Chen Feng's angry voice sounded, but he didn't think of it, and was already staring at the phone with excitement.