After everyone read my heart, the villain's family changed their fate against fate

But she still doesn't believe that Su Qianxue can write any good poems.

On the stage.

After Su Qianxue quickly wrote the last word, she casually placed the bamboo pen on the pen holder. Old Yu pushed Master Jijiu aside with all his strength, and held up the rice paper with both hands with an extremely enthusiastic expression.

Lord Jijiu was unprepared and was easily squeezed away by him. He was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

"Once the red sun rises, it is still at the same level as the sky; what a good person, it is still at the same level as the sky. How much courage does it take to write such a poem?"

"There is also this line. After I bloom, hundreds of flowers will be killed. Such a domineering line. I like this line."

"This sentence is not bad. The city is full of golden armor. Chang'an is another name for Haojing. Every autumn, the city is full of chrysanthemums. There are so many talented people today. This is the first poem with the capital city."

"What a poem, what a poem. In all my years of living, this is the first time I have seen such a domineering and murderous poem. I can't believe it was written by a woman."

Several great scholars excitedly discussed the verses, completely ignoring everyone in the audience.

Because their voices were not high, the rest of the audience could not hear the specific content of the poem clearly, and could only see their excitement.

As a result, everyone became more curious and stretched their necks extremely long.

Yun Wan Ning was a little sleepy and yawned lazily, but she still managed to cheer up and watch, planning to go to bed after watching this follow-up.

It's rare for my heart to quiet down.

"Miss Su, I would like to ask, are these two poems really written by you?"

Jijiu looked at the little girl in front of him, his eyes eager and a little cautious.

Hearing this, Su Qianxue frowned, feeling somewhat guilty for no reason, but then she thought that no one except her could know the real author of these two poems.

Even if there is a book wearer like her, in order not to reveal his identity, he will definitely not expose her on such an occasion.

As long as her reputation is established, no one will believe her if someone exposes her in the future.

Moreover, she didn't believe that there could be such a coincidence between two book-wearers in this world. As for the fact that her scheme was discovered by others in Ning Guogong's house, there must be something else hidden.

This thought was like a reassurance, and Su Qianxue became completely at ease.

She nodded firmly and said, "Of course."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yun Wanning became energetic and continued to complain in her heart.

[Wow, the heroine is so thick-skinned and has a really good psychological quality. She actually takes over other people’s works so openly. 】

[I wonder if Zhu Yuanzhang and Huang Chao will come to find her after they find out. 】

[Oh, I almost forgot, the heroine is just a paper person, not in the same dimension. If they can't find the heroine, they should find the author. 】

[Yes, go find the author. 】

Yun Wanye: "..."

Every word of his little sister's heart really surprised him.

Even after listening for so long, he still couldn't predict the little sister.

"Then I'd like to ask again, did Miss Su improvise on the spot, or did she do it in advance?"

Su Qianxue didn't understand why she asked this, but she felt that performing on the spot was more powerful than preparing in advance, so she openly chose the former.

"I feel ashamed to say that my daughter only felt inspired after hearing the masterpieces of many talented people today."

Was it improvisation?

The Lord Jijiu and several great scholars were once again surprised.

"Master Jijiu, what do Su Qianxue's poems look like? Please read it to us quickly. We are all anxious waiting for it."

"That's right, why are you the only ones appreciating it? Read it out quickly and let everyone listen together. We want to see what Su Qianxue can make that is worthy of your expressions."

"That's right, read it quickly. Don't whet our appetites. If you continue to whet our appetites, I'm going to die here out of curiosity."

"..."

The curious young masters nearby began to urge him.

The Lord Jijiu coughed and said slowly, "Everyone, please be patient and patient. I am going to read it to you. From now on, everyone should prick up your ears and listen. I will only read it once. .”

One: "Ode to Bamboo" "The branches are low under the weight of snow, but they are too low to touch the mud; once the red sun rises, they are still level with the sky." ’

The second one: "Fu Di Hou Fu Ju" "When autumn comes on September 8th, I will kill hundreds of flowers after they bloom; the incense array will penetrate Chang'an, and the whole city will be filled with golden armor." ’

Wow! ! ! !

As the Master Jijiu's voice fell, the venue fell into dead silence again.

All the men widened their eyes and looked at the rice paper in Master Jijiu's hand in disbelief. Even the two brothers, Mo Yuanlin and Mo Yuanhao, had a flash of shock in their eyes.

How could that idiot write such an extraordinary poem?

There must be something wrong.

Yun Wanyao's tense heart relaxed slightly. It's okay, okay, okay, no accident happened. This poem is exactly what the little girl said in her heart.

There should be no surprises next.

Ah Tang's number one talented girl is probably saved.

"Ayao, is this really a poem written by Su Qianxue? I can't believe it."

Mo Zhaozhao looked at Yun Wanyao mechanically like a puppet on strings, and couldn't help but sweat for Jiang Zitang.

Although she didn't understand poetry, she vaguely felt that Su Qianxue's two poems were much more brilliant than Jiang Zitang's poems.

Yun Wanyao looked at her and frowned, "I can't believe it either."

On the other side, the voices of several noble ladies sounded.

"It's just so-so. There's nothing special about it. Why are you all making such a fuss?"

"It's just a group of guys who have never seen the world."

"..."

The noble ladies were jealous of the effect caused by Su Qianxue's poems and could not help but despise him with sourness. However, they did not expect that as soon as they spoke, they would be besieged by many talented people.

"Vulgar fans, what do you know? Do you understand the domineering spirit of 'still on par with the sky' and 'if I kill a flower, a hundred flowers will be killed'?"

"It's just that you don't understand anything. I think you really haven't seen the world."

"Still so-so? Since it's so so-so, then you should also be so-so for everyone. You ladies are really big-breasted and brainless. You can't do anything. Apart from being sour and jealous, you have no merit whatsoever. .”

"..."

Several noble ladies were so ashamed that they blushed and wanted to crawl into the cracks in the ground.

"Damn it, this Su Qianxue can really compose poetry. Fortunately, I didn't say that if she can compose poetry, I will eat shit, otherwise she will really be riding a tiger."

"Although I didn't say anything like this, it was still a slap in the face. I felt like my face was burning and swollen."

"That's right, who says it isn't? This Su Qianxue plays the piano so well. Who would have thought that her poems are so good? It seems that she is not a loser. I misunderstood her. She is just not good at playing the piano. .”

"Wow, this Su Qianxue is so beautiful and has such talent. By the way, can the most talented woman in our Great Martial Kingdom be replaced?"