I’m a tourist, you say I’m a god!

The Great Inflammation of one side, the first to post is still the status quo Tang Rong.

In the next two days, The Great Inflammation one side of the team continuously failed, the great qi decreased, the mood was not high, so it was only possible to send out the first stable heart, also the largest with the talent of Tang Rong, for the great qi master.

Great Martial one way, yes, Liao Nhu Man.

The opponent in the competition is gifted, so first on the field, hopefully he can get off to a good start.

The two sides fought for two days, relatively familiar, without many words, all of them raised their heads to face the Female Emperor , waiting for the Female Emperor to make a proposal.

One filled with box headings, to the Queen in front of him.

The Queen reached out, preparing to pull out a heading.

At this time, Lin Beichen’s fingers were the lightest, and a small wind followed the Female Emperor by his side, blowing out a piece of paper, falling on the Female Emperor in his hand.

The Female Emperor didn’t think much, directly.

Open it: “Truc!”

The magistrate immediately declared loudly: “The first verse of the first verse — — bamboo! Invite the delegates at the time of an incense stick inside, write down the reference to the poetry, and then hand it over to the scene to judge the merits!”

This heading doesn’t count hard either.

So far, the bamboo has been a common plant.

They liked the indomitable middle bamboo, believed in him, and praised the bamboo.

At the moment, there is nothing that will be done on a number of officials at the word tree, learning to write.

Tang Rong, a delegate, laughed confidently.

Because, as far as this heading is concerned, he is prepared.

In relation to the poetic bamboo, he wrote many songs, including a masterpiece.

Once taken out, it is definitely possible to experience the whole school!

This game, we win!

However, Dai Wu, a representative of Liao Yongming, inwardly, is crazy.

One related to the word exam, he was also prepared.

Instead, this exam was also modified by the great gentleman, yielding to the overall level, withdrawing above a relentless rank, reaching an effective poetry transmission!

He believed that if he could take it out, he could definitely shake the whole school!

Ha ha!

Heaven help me too!

This game, I win!

Today, it’s me Liao As Man who set up a thousand times!

They both looked at each other, revealing ten parts confident smiles.

At this time, the judge offered an incense stick, and said loudly: “According to the start time!”

“Tang you invite!”

“Liao you invited too!”

They walked to the front table, picked up the ink-soaked quill, and the dragon flew to write.

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This situation attracted everyone’s eyes, the giant whispered.

“You write very quickly, it seems that you are prepared soon!”

“Yes, this is not difficult, let’s see who does better!”

“With regards to the beginning of the road, now let’s see who writes it with a new, profound meaning!”

“This is very level-tested!”

. . .

Great Inflammation one way.

Detective Lang Ding Shaojie clasped his hands and said with a smile: “Congratulations Your Highness! Congratulations Your Highness!”

“Where did the fun come from?” The three princes didn’t understand.

Ding Shaojie smiled on the one hand: “I was lucky, look at The Book of Poems! In it there is a section related to the poetic bamboo, writing out the middle and indomitable bamboo, reaching the national level! As long as Tang you produce this poem, we won!”

“Ha ha! That’s it, this is a good thing!” The three princes laughed.

“The only thing you need to worry about right now is Lin Beichen!” frowned Ding Shaojie, his heart full of abstinence: “The opponent is talented, I am a rare place! In poetry, the more the holding is unmatched! How many words have been written down, all of them have reached the level of transmission! I’m afraid of him . . .”

The three mystical princes laughed.

He?

Absolutely no worries!

He had collected the money supply, claiming to be in the watering contest.

Writing lyric poetry, very testable of competence, will also be knowing, not knowing is not knowing, basically nothing unintended will arise.

So, the winner will definitely be us!

“It feels, this game we won!” The three princes said confidently.

Everyone said, “Your Highness, what’s the reason for saying that?”

“Look down quietly!” The three princes laughed mystically.

At this time, Tang Rong had already brought himself to write the word, which was a great speech.

The giant looked, not without applause.

“Good poetry! This poem is so cleverly written, written down to the middle bamboo and tough!”

“Absolutely reaching the level!”

“Nothing unexpected happened, this game must be Tang Rong winning!”

“No tiger is the status quo!”

. . .

Tang Rongyang was pleased, Dai Zheng cheerfully appeared, seemed to have a firm grasp of victory in his hands.

At this time, Great Martial Liao Man also finished writing, looking at it briefly.

“Brother Liao, how am I writing this poem, and your eyes?” said Tang Rong with a flash of boast.

Liao Yiming smiled faintly: “Writing is really not bad, no tiger is a poinsettia!”

Tang Rong was momentarily annoyed!

To put it mildly, don’t you write better than I do?

Before that, he had listened soon, liao Yongming was indeed very talented, but he was far behind them. If you go into the Great Hall of Examination, you can reluctantly enter the ranks of the PhD.

A Ph.D., what’s the point of belittling them?

“Then invite Liao brother, take you from the exam to give the big man a little look!” laughed Tang Rong but did not laugh.

Liao Nhu Man confidently expressed himself in poetry, shouting loudly: “This is the student who made poetry, named 《 Truc Thach 》! Your Majesty, take a look at it with the great men!”

The giant focused his gaze, momentarily horrified on the one hand.

Only seen on paper writes:

Ding Qingshan was indifferent, setting up his roots in The Middle Fortress!

Heavenly Demon Ten Thousand Qi, Northeast Northwest Feng!

. . .

“Good poetry! ! !”

“A Word, let the old man see the stiff bamboo and not withdraw!”

“The whole poem, it seems, is an old, steady structure rooted in the lava within! Not afraid of southeast and northwest, not afraid of anything magical, straight figure, righteous integrity, indomitable resilience, independent independence!”

“This poem writes stubborn and obstinate bamboo! The old man saw a lot of things to do with the bamboo tree, and this page was written the largest three inches deep in wood, the first was the most vivid, the most liked, so drink a big cup!”

“This poem . . . Absolutely reaching the rank line!”

. . .

The scene is all due to the change of the level of the reader, preferring to recite poetry, holding the most advantage from the competency judge.

Now, seeing a poetic rank transmission, which also came from the Great Martial family, became more and more agitated, all kinds of praises came.

“Most of the great men encouraged, the students did not dare to take it!” Liao Yiming humbly said.

But, inwardly, it was soon in bloom!

The lost Tang Rong looked at this situation: “This . . . How is that possible?”

He himself had also taken the bottom of the box from the take, reaching the level of the country, which he thought had been won.

As a result, the opponent produced a detailed transmission, turning her into scum!

Human life changes very quickly, too stimulating!

The Great Inflammation in one direction, the expression in the blink of an eye turned unsightly, like a dead parent.

Especially His Highness the Three Princes, the most unsightly expression.

Already boasting, thinking that this game was won for sure, the result Lin Beichen didn’t even have a field, the opponent a long time ago also gave them a second status!

Good hit face a!

Tang Rong gasped: “Brother Liao, is this really you writing poetry?”

Liao Yiming blushed slightly.

This poem was originally written by him.

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It’s just that later, look at this poem once, so it’s going to work now.

Liao Weiming’s gaze, sneaking a glance in Lin Beichen’s direction, saw Lin Beichen shaking his head.

Knowing Lin Beichen’s mind, he then said directly: “This is of course what I do, will you give such a masterpiece to others?”

Tang Rong internally shook his head.

This conveys the masterpiece to the reader to speak, it is like the Gypsy in the hands of martial arts.

Who gets handed out, into everyone else?

The judge smiled faintly and said, “Writing poetry requires a hunch! No matter what the reader of the book has, at times the most spiritual, can write down the transmission, no wonder! Just like us, we are kind, talented, have extremely rich premonitions, often soak up the world, save it for the world to enjoy!”

“Not wrong! It is such a talent that reveals himself, writes poetry and writes words into writing, so that he is praised as a heavenly fairy! Because only fairies, can hold such incredible talents! The students with him are far behind, not as talented as him!” Liao Yiming immediately hyped up, flattery came.

Lin Beichen listened, ten parts of enjoyment.

This little guy understands, there is no public charge!

Tang Rong also knew this situation, just lawlessly accepting himself to fail in the end.

After going through the vote, Liao Yiming had no intention of winning.

Tang Rong went down, the corners of his mouth were bitter: “Your Highness, there are you, I’m so sorry! Let you down!”

“Tang Rong, you have performed very well, not at you! Who would have thought that Liao Zheng could produce a word test, he could only say that you are not good, you are defeated but honored!” The Three Princes admonished.

“Your Highness comforts!” said Tang Rong with his hands.

“Next, give it to us!” The three princes said with a little temper: “Do you still have a relationship with the word bamboo in your hands? Now it’s not mine I love the moment, quickly take it out!”

The two-faced giant looked at each other, grinning and shaking his head.

“Your Highness, there really isn’t!”

“Your Highness, I have a part, but I am far behind Liao Zheng 《 Truc Shi 》!”

“Your Highness, in my hand, really can’t take it out!”

. . .

The three princes became even more frantic, urging and saying: “There is no, then hurry up and think! Fast for the bow to use up all the means of thinking! This is even though it is the first poetry, but once we lose, it means that we all lose! After returning, how can you hand over your majesty and the people?”

The delegates quickly wanted to cry.

“But Your Highness, how can poetry be so easy to think of?”

“Scratching my head doesn’t come up with a song!”

“We really have no way!”

. . .

The three princes shouted: “Don’t talk nonsense, hold on to time!”

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Super good story

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