Villain: I can check the script of my life!

"Brother Zhen is the pride of the Black and White Academy, known as the reincarnation of a great scholar!"

"Only Brother Zhen is qualified to write poems at this gathering at Longmen Pavilion!"

The Eighth Prince tapped the table with his fingertips, an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes, and he praised.

And Zhen Wenchao also looked at him gratefully.

The two sang in unison, and the others in Longmen Pavilion couldn't refuse.

Ruyi Saint of Kaoshan Sect and Buchi Monk of Xiao Leiyin Temple did not react. They all wanted to see why the Eighth Prince was so fond of a disciple from the academy with no background! ?

Only Su Ming's eyes seemed to be expecting something. Zhen Wenchao's eyes swept across the whole audience, and when he fell on Su Ming, he looked at him proudly, showing his high spirits.

"Thank you all for your kindness, I will show my ugliness!!"

Zhen Wenchao seemed to be modest but actually pretended to be cool. He arched his hands, cleared his throat, and immediately read loudly and loudly.

When he finished reading the poem, the whole audience was silent. The artistic conception of the poem seemed to have thrown them into it, and they could see the beauty of the poem!

"Good! Great!!"

"Wonderful! This word is amazing!"

"The Black and White Academy has produced a great talent. These sentences are so classic!"

In the Longmen Pavilion, some geniuses with average literary background raised their eyebrows, their eyes quickly lit up, and they all applauded.

Amazing! ! !

Even the saints and saints of the top forces showed different expressions.

"Brother Zhen, great talent!"

The monk of the Little Leiyin Temple put his hands together and praised with a fixed gaze.

"It's a bit interesting..."

The Ruyi Saint of the Kaoshan Sect curled her lips and muttered softly.

She didn't like the students of the Black and White Academy because they had great differences in some aspects of thought between the Kaoshan Sect and the Black and White Academy.

But she had to admit that the poem was indeed very good.

Zhou Qionghua looked at Zhen Wenchao and then at Su Ming's face. She seemed to have heard this poem before...

"Hahaha!!"

"This poem written by Senior Brother Zhen is amazing!"

"To count the heroes, look at today!"

The Eighth Prince smiled and applauded. He felt that his investment was right.

He must make friends with this boy in the future. Maybe he can help him compete for the position of the Lord of the Divine Dynasty!

"You are too kind!!!"

Zhen Wenchao and the Eighth Prince looked at each other and thanked him.

Then he bowed to those who praised him just now to show his courtesy.

But Zhen Wenchao sneered in his heart, a group of natives.

Let you experience the dimensionality reduction attack from another world!

But he also found a problem. Why didn't the native who annoyed him and the other peerless one fluctuate at all?

Is it because my words are not shocking enough? Impossible! !

Seeing Zhen Wenchao looking at him, Su Ming was a little amused. This plagiarist type of protagonist was not stupid. At least he knew to delete some sentences related to history.

But he was really stupid!

Su Ming suddenly spoke up and commented sharply: "This poem is very good, but I am curious about the strange scene of heaven and earth in this poem?"

"And brother, can you tell me where the Great Wall is?"

"I want to experience your feelings!"

These words came out, Zhen Wenchao was not confused yet, but others reacted first.

The Eighth Prince's face darkened slightly. He looked at Su Ming and said in an unhappy tone: "Brother Zhen is the only genius in the academy. Are you suspecting that he plagiarized someone else's poems?!"

"Impossible! I guarantee with my identity as the Eighth Prince that Brother Zhen would never plagiarize others!"

"Besides, if there is really someone who can write such poems, we would have heard of it a long time ago!"

"What is your intention in slandering Brother Zhen here!?"

As the Eighth Prince spoke, he suddenly stood up, and the aura of the Dao Palace Realm came fiercely on his body. The originally weak young man looked like a beast awakening.

The face of Zhen Wenchao, who was originally extremely proud, froze, because he was indeed right. The word was plagiarism... No, it was copied!

But he didn't think there was a problem. There is this poem in this world? What if I copied it? ?

What shocked Zhen Wenchao the most was that this native who had an enemy with him was so sharp and pointed out these problems.

Fortunately, the Eighth Prince came to the rescue, which allowed Zhen Wenchao to breathe a sigh of relief!

"Tsk."

Su Ming's face was calm, and this kind of momentum was dispersed in front of him.

He glanced at the Eighth Prince indifferently, and then cast a teasing look on Zhen Wenchao.

"Just right! I found a fragment of a senior's words, which is very suitable for this situation. Why don't you enjoy it!!"

Su Ming spoke with great interest, which immediately attractedThe gazes of many Tianjiao in Longmen Pavilion.

"Okay! Let me see what you can do to slander Senior Brother Zhen?!"

The Eighth Prince laughed instead of getting angry. He thought Su Ming was using an excuse to evade them.

If the incomplete sentence was not exciting enough, he could retreat and say that it was left by the predecessor.

The others kept silent. Those who could enter Longmen Pavilion were all Tianjiao, and there were different forces behind them.

They didn't want to easily cause trouble on the first day!

After all, trouble comes from the mouth!

"Then you better listen carefully!"

Su Ming cleared his throat and prepared to speak.

"There are talented people in every generation, and each of them leads the trend for hundreds of years!!"

Su Ming read out this sentence in a deep voice, and the whole audience was silent, because this incomplete sentence really fits the theme of this Tianjiao Tea Party.

The monk from the Little Leiyin Temple opened his eyes, and a ripple appeared in his calm eyes.

Sitting next to Su Ming, the Holy Lady Ruyi of the Kaoshan Sect opened her mouth slightly, her eyes seemed to say, are you kidding me?

The Eighth Prince's face darkened, and he clenched his fists and made a clicking sound. Although this sentence was incomplete, it perfectly praised the Tianjiao Tea Party!

But as a member of the Ziwei Dynasty, how could the Eighth Prince give in so easily? He glanced at Zhen Wenchao, hoping that Zhen Wenchao could point out the problem.

But no one knew that Zhen Wenchao was the most shocked person in the audience. As a time traveler, he was arrogant from beginning to end.

Treating the people of this world as natives, until today, Zhen Wenchao was a little scared.

Because this native has a problem!

"Why does he also know this poem!!"

"Has there really been a time traveler in this world?"

"Has he really found the tomb of a time traveler!?"

Zhen Wenchao's heart was immediately in turmoil, and his palms began to sweat.

Because he also discovered the problem. Ever since he practiced the Black and White Academy's skills and reached the Dao Palace, whenever he recited an "original" poem, there would be strange phenomena from heaven and earth to congratulate him. But this time, something went wrong! ?

Could it be that there really were time travelers before him?