The best student in the Three Realms

Chapter 97

"Who is he? He is so powerful. How many poems have he recited now? There must be thirty or forty poems?"

"He's my classmate, named Fengxiu. There are more than thirty or forty poems. They have recited a total of fifty or sixty poems."

"What fifty or sixty poems? I don't care. They recited a total of 78 Tang poems about parting."

"The 78 songs are quite powerful, but judging by their looks, they seem to be able to continue to memorize them. How long will it take to memorize them to determine the winner..."

Mountain Springs has lost four in a row, with the fifth being the last.

Although many people feel that Shanquan University should have no chance of winning.

But feeling is feeling, hope is hope, everyone still hopes to win.

When Feng Xiu first came to power, no one was optimistic about him. 90.00% of the people above five here didn't know who he was.

Even if a student from the Department of Literature mentioned Fengxiu's name, there was still only one thought in everyone's mind, "Who is Fengxiu?"

The competition of reciting poems on the stage is still going on. Although it is not over yet, some people have already stepped off the stage because they couldn't recite it.

In the end, only Fengxiu and a male student from Shanquan Cultural University were left on stage.

This is a bookish male student with black-rimmed glasses.

"This guy's literary quality is very high, and he is also very strong in poetry. He has memorized a hundred poems in a row now, but judging from his appearance, he doesn't have any sense of urgency. Thinking about it, he still knows a lot."

"But the Tang poems I can think of now are about parting, but there are not many. If this goes on, am I going to lose?"

Mountain Spring University lost four games in a row, and lost all face.

When Fengxiu came to the stage, he just hoped to win a game, so that he could at least save some face.

But after the competition really started, Fengxiu finally understood that the reason for the loss of those in his school was not only because of their aura, but because the people from the other two schools were really strong.

"Ms. Qin is here, Mr. Qin is here."

When Fengxiu was thinking about how he could win the game, there was some small commotion among the audience watching.

It turned out that Qin Danting, a beautiful teacher from Shanquan University, came over.

"How's the situation? How many games have we won?"

"Mr. Qin, we have lost four games in a row, and this is the last game."

"What? Lost four games in a row, who is competing in the last game?"

"Fengxiu? He's back?"

Qin Danting is the teacher in charge of today's cultural festival, and the school leaders called her over just now.

The reason for asking her to go is also for the challenge of visiting Shanquan Cultural University and Shanquan Art Institute today.

In previous competitions in other areas, Shanquan University has been losing.

The school leaders approached Qin Danting to ask Qin Danting to find a way so that she could not continue to lose.

If Shanquan University continues to lose, once the matter spreads, it will affect next year's enrollment.

Qin Danting didn't see the competition of reciting ancient poems. When she heard that she had lost four games in a row, she was in a bad mood.

In the fifth match, Qin Danting also knew that she couldn't lose.

So she is also very concerned about who the contestants of this competition are, and she was a little surprised when she saw Fengxiu on the stage.

Because when the cultural festival was held today, Qin Danting did not see Fengxiu.

She called Fengxiu, but couldn't get through.

Fengxiu has given her many surprises, and she certainly hopes that Fengxiu can continue to create surprises for herself.

It's just that whether Fengxiu can win this competition, Qin Danting really dare not say.

Because others don't know who Fengxiu is competing with now, but Qin Danting recognizes it.

It was known before that Shanquan Cultural University and Shanquan Academy of Art would send people here, so Qin Danting had read some information about the students of the two schools.

The male student in front of her was one of the people she had identified as a key point.

This person is called Lu Sheng. Although he looks ordinary, he is one of the few talents in Shanquan Cultural Institute.

He has won many prizes in ancient prose competitions at the provincial and municipal levels.

Even in national competitions, he has won many awards.

Although Fengxiu is very thoughtful in some aspects, but facing Lu Sheng, can he do it?
After all, this is a strong opponent who has won a national competition award.

"Fengxiu, you must not lose, you must not lose."

In Qin Danting's heart, she was constantly cultivating the atmosphere for Fengfeng, and looked expectantly at the rostrum.

"There is only Chun Tingyue in love, and it is like a photo of a person who has left, Zhang Mi's "Sending a Person""

"Advise you to drink more wine, go west to Yangguan without any old friends, Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er Envoy Anxi""

"Don't worry about ignorance in the future, no one in the world knows the king, Gao Shi's "Farewell to Dong Da Er Poems"..."

The match between Fengxiu and Lu Sheng is still going on, and the further the time goes, the more difficult the match will be.

Because many poems have been recited before, it is much more difficult to think of a new one.

Moreover, Fengxiu found that he seemed to have recited all the Tang poems he knew about parting.

But with Lu Sheng's appearance, it seems that there should be more, which is not good for him.

"Young master, do you want me to help you?"

"How can you help me? You are from the Western Han Dynasty, and now you are reciting Tang poems. Can you still predict the future?"

Fengxiu is accompanied by a talented woman Zhuo Wenjun.

But in the current situation, Zhuo Wenjun really couldn't help.

Because Zhuo Wenjun lived much earlier than the Tang Dynasty, and now he recites Tang poetry, how can Zhuo Wenjun help?
Zhuo Wenjun wanted to help, but Feng Xiu's words left her speechless.

Just when Fengxiu and Zhuo Wenjun were communicating in secret, Lu Sheng spoke.

"Compared to now, I still don't know your name, my name is Lu Sheng."

"My name is Fengxiu."

"Fengxiu, you surprised me. Shanquan University has lost four games in a row. I thought Shanquan University was deserted."

"Hmph, Shanquan University has a lot of talents, but many of them haven't caught up."

"Shanquan University can be as famous as Shanquan Cultural University. You say that there are so many talents, I still believe it, but you and I have each memorized dozens of ancient poems. If we continue to memorize like this, we may not be able to compare them tomorrow."

"How about we change the way and compare?"

How about a different way?
When Lu Sheng said this, it was really Zhenghe Fengxiu's intention.

However, when Lu Sheng made this request, Feng Xiu was also a little surprised. Looking at Lu Sheng, he found that Lu Sheng's eyes were a little erratic.

"I think highly of him for his feelings. It seems that he doesn't have any more Tang poems to recite."

When this thought appeared, Fengxiu was a little depressed.

Because Lu Sheng has no Tang poems to recite, and neither does he. If he can think of one more poem, he will win.

Now it seems that the two sides are even.

But a draw is not what Fengxiu wants, what he wants is to win.

"I think you can't recite it."

"That's right, it's cheating, cheating."

"I can't promise him, he will definitely not be able to recite it, and if I play another song from Shanquan Cultural University, I will lose..."

But Fengxiu has not given an answer to Lu Sheng's words, and the students of Shanquan University are not happy.

Victory is just ahead, how could he agree to Lu Sheng's request.

But how did they know that Fengxiu himself was at the end of his rope, and he had nothing to recite.

"Okay, I promise you, what do you say?"

If he could recite another song, Feng Xiu would definitely not agree to Lu Sheng's request. The problem is that he has no chance to recite it...

(End of this chapter)