I'm the villain in the book

After all, it is normal for literati to have conflicts and even hatred, and it is not uncommon to ridicule enemies in public.

But what does the phrase "Daning's poetry world is nothing more than that" mean?

With a simple sentence, he directly offended everyone present.

Besides anger, everyone also understood one thing from this——

This man in black is not a citizen of Daning!

"..."

The night wind is rippling, blowing thousands of lanterns on the lake.

"Whoa!"

Yiye's small boat shook a few times suddenly, the man surnamed Zhang just now looked at the man in black angrily, stepped to the bow of the boat and shouted sharply:

"Who are you?!"

"How dare you come to Daning's Poetry Club to speak nonsense, it's really ridiculous like a clown!"

"My poem may not be the best one. If you look down on me so much, why not write a better one!"

"Otherwise, don't be grandstanding here!"

Want to pretend?

Yes, but you must first have the ability to pretend!

If not, get out!

The righteous words of these words made many people feel refreshed in secret.

However, the man in black didn't take it seriously, he just glanced at the man surnamed Zhang, and then jumped into the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

He proudly looked around the dozens of small boats around him with his hands behind his back, his eyes paused on Su Wu for a few more seconds, and then he opened his mouth and recited directly:

"There is nowhere to go in the depths of spring, bleak Liu Anming."

"Tears of tears in front of the lantern at night, and the sound of horns and drums all night long."

"..."

The words are positive, round and full of energy.

And after the last sentence is finished...

"Wow!"

Dozens of ripples touched the surface of the lake, and immediately after that, an equal number of golden-tailed carp scrambled out, throwing up pieces of silver beads in the air.

"what?!"

The boats shook violently, and a figure stood up around the pavilion for a while.

Everyone stared at the man standing proudly in the pavilion, with an unknown fire in their eyes.

As much as I hate to admit it, this poem is... better.

However, the better the poem, the more it hit each of them in the face.

Because the current situation is very clear.

This black-robed young man is here to mess things up.

And it is still going to smash the entire Daning poetry scene!

How can this be tolerated? !

Some people clenched their hands into fists, some people cast their gazes at Su Wu who was sitting on the side, and some people started to curse.

"Zhuzi! Don't think that you can be arrogant if you write a poem by chance! If you have the ability, you can compete with me again!"

"Hmph! Maybe this poem was written in advance, and it just happened to hit the title!"

"Juniors who dare not even report their names, don't be too rampant!"

"..."

In the middle of the lake and on the shore of the lake, countless voices of scolding and cursing instantly joined together, and they rushed straight to the gazebo like overwhelming the sky.

But in the face of all this, the latter remained steadfast, with a faint sneer hanging from the corner of his mouth.

People who often quarrel know that this kind of silent person is the most difficult to deal with, and the more you scold him, the more angry you will appear.

So after more than ten breaths, the monstrous scolding finally gradually stopped.

"..."

Only now did the man in black shake his head lightly, and said calmly:

"Da Li, Kuixing Academy, Shen Ran."

"I'm here to ask Daning Poet Sage for advice on poetry."

Shen Ran?

Everyone was stunned after hearing the words, and they couldn't remember where this character came from in Dali's literary world.

Only Wei Changtian, who had been watching the excitement before, showed an expression of astonishment at this time.

The reason why he was astonished was of course not because of the collective sense of honor of the Daning people, but because of...

[10: Dali Dynasty, student of Kuixing Academy Outer Court, Shen Ran]

Chapter 195 Spring Dragon Poetry Club ([-])

Shen Ran?

The tenth Son of Heaven?

That's it?

Do you want to kill him now?

Although I don't know what his cultivation level is, but 500 points should be enough for a "magic strike", right?

No, what if he also has life-saving props like Xiao Feng?

For a moment, countless questions filled Wei Changtian's mind.

After a short thought, he decided to hold back for the time being and see how the situation would develop.

After all, the main task tonight is to deal with the Liu family, so it's better not to make too much trouble.

After quickly making up his mind, the expression on Wei Changtian's face gradually returned to calm.

He moved quietly to the side of the boat, and asked in a low voice to Liang Zhen, who was watching the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal.

"Uncle Liang, how is Shen Ran's cultivation? Can you see it?"

"The strength is no more than rank six."

Liang Zhen probably had observed it long ago, so he immediately gave the answer: "However, he is not following the path of Taoism, it should be the practice method of Confucianism."

The world is so big, and although all the things of cultivation lead to the same goal, there are countless methods.

It's just that the people of Daningwu basically follow the path of Taoism.

Wei Changtian was not surprised by this. After pondering for a while, he whispered something to Liang Zhen, and then sat down again without speaking.

At this time, Shen Ran in the pavilion also spoke again.

"Everyone in the world says that there is no first place in literature, but I don't think so."

"Good is good, bad is bad."

"The poem I wrote just now is obviously better, but you all humiliated me just because I am not from Daning."

"Such behavior is really ridiculous."

"Forget it, anyway, I came to the Spring Dragon Poetry Fair today, only for one person."

"Su San..."

Turning to look at Su Wu, Shen Ran asked slowly, word by word: "I wonder if the boy can compete with you?"

"..."

To be honest, although Shen Ran is arrogant, his attitude towards Su Wu is still good.

But these words are even harsher than scolding to other people's ears.

What the hell are you trying to compare yourself to a saint?

No one believed that Su Wu would lose to Shen Ran, but no one wanted Su Wu to defeat Shen Ran.

One is the sage of poetry in a country, the ceiling in the field of poetry.

One is an unknown junior from another country.

Even if you win this kind of competition, you will be aggrieved. Although it will not become the laughing stock of the world, it can definitely be regarded as the humiliation of the Daning poetry circle.

Therefore, before Su Wu could answer, there was an indignant challenge from all around.

"Arrogance! You don't need Su Sheng to deal with you, I'm enough!"

"Extremely! If you are really so confident, then I will compete with you!"

"Better than us, you are qualified to compare with Su Sheng, but I'm afraid you won't have this chance!"

"Count me in!"

"And I!"

"..."

In an instant, more than ten people around stood up, some of them were really confident in their poetic talent, and some were impulsive.

But no matter what, the momentum is finally coming up.

Seeing that the literati from our country are so stubborn, thousands of "literature lovers" who watched the battle by the lake also shouted and cheered loudly.

"Good! This is the backbone of my Daning literati!"

"Let this kid understand what it means to have someone beyond others and a sky beyond the sky!"

"The little girl is only sixteen years old, and her family is rich. If anyone can win, I will be willing to be his servant girl!"

"This girl is really a hero among girls!"

"..."

Weather, location, and harmony, it can be said that everything is on the side of Daning literati at the moment.

Everyone present felt that Shen Ran would return to Dali in a disgruntled manner in a short time, thus becoming the laughing stock of scholars all over the world.

Only Wei Changtian didn't think so.

Son of Heaven, do you take this as a joke?

People like Shen Ran are supposed to be the protagonists in ordinary online articles, and Su Wu may not be able to beat him in person, so how can such a group of crooked melons and cracked dates be able to deal with it?

It's just a stepping stone for the protagonist to pretend to be aggressive.

Wei Changtian had already begun to feel sorry for the literati in Daning in advance, but the latter were full of confidence at this time, scrambling to be the first to take the stage, so as to become famous in the Daning literary world from now on.

Shen Ran, on the other hand, looked at this scene calmly, and smiled slightly with the corners of his mouth twitching.

"In that case, let's come."

"Don't worry, you all have a chance."

......

......

The moon is setting on the galaxy, and the scenery of Sun Moon Lake is still as beautiful as before.

But except for Shen Ran and Wei Changtian, everyone's mood at the moment is not beautiful.

The cheering shouts on the shore of the lake have long since disappeared, replaced by a deathly silence.

In just two quarters of an hour, eight well-known names in the Daning literary world, eight completely different small topics, and then... lost eight games in a row.

Shen Ran wrote eight poems in a row, each of which could induce at least dozens of golden-tailed carp to jump out of the water.