Peerless Martial Soul

Everyone was shocked as soon as Chen Feng's poem came out.

At this time, many people are even more obsessed, especially the last three sentences, ‘looking for him a thousand times in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the person is in the dim light. ’, it evokes the lingering thoughts of not knowing how many people, making people fascinated.

Chen Feng smiled and looked at Que Qianqian, and said softly: "You just asked me how to deal with people like Xue Yankai?"

"I will tell you the answer now. It is very simple to deal with this kind of person."

"A big eared photon slaps him on his face, and it beats him completely."

Que Qianqian couldn't help but smile.

And just now, the look on Xue Yankai's face was extremely ugly, rising like pig liver.

He knew that he was severely humiliated by the public.

Chen Feng's words made him faceless.

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Did you see it? This is the consequence of provoking me!"

He felt that everyone now looked at him with ridicule and disdain.

At this moment, seeing the woman he likes, and laughing at himself so much, he almost broke down suddenly, and he shouted out of control:

"Chen Feng, don't think I don't know your details. You are just a pariah from the small country below, and you have never heard of you being good at poetry. You must have copied this poem!"

When he finished saying this sentence, it was as if he had found some reason for himself, and he suddenly gained confidence.

He straightened his waist, raised his chin, and repeated it loudly: "You must have copied this phrase!"

Beside him, Qin Rulong also quickly agreed: "Yes, I have never heard you write a lyrics before, but now I wrote such a song suddenly, then you must have copied it!"

Zhou Dezhao's face showed a touch of anger, and he started shooting the case, apparently being so slanderous towards them, he couldn't bear it.

And beside him, Lin Moyu stretched out his hand to press him down, smiled and said, "Old Zhou, you can watch the show."

"Chen Feng, this son, will never be slandered by them in this way."

Zhou Dezhao took a deep breath and nodded, his face was uneven.

Chen Feng didn't bother to care about Xue Yankai at all. He shook his head, then turned around and walked towards his seat.

Chen Feng didn't bother to have general knowledge with them.

When Xue Yankai saw Chen Feng not speaking or refuting himself, he even thought that his guess was correct.

As a result, his arrogance immediately became arrogant again, and he laughed loudly: "Haha, Chen Feng, am I right?"

"Your poem was plagiarized from nowhere. It is absolutely impossible that you wrote it yourself. Are you timid now? A guilty conscience?"

He arched his hand to Lin Moyu and said loudly: "Bachelor, this person dares to openly plagiarize in this class of poetry society. Such behavior is simply extremely bad."

"Please also give us justice and kill this person!"

Chen Feng's figure stopped immediately, and there was a very greasy look on his face.

He didn't want to know Xue Yankai in general, but he didn't expect the two of them to be endless!

Chen Feng stopped, looked at Xue Yankai, and said lightly: "Then how can I prove that I didn't copy this word, but wrote it myself?"

Xue Yankai thought he had grasped Chen Feng's handle, and smiled triumphantly: "It's easy to prove it. If you can write another poem, then I will admit that you wrote it yourself."

Chen Feng smiled and nodded: "Okay."

Xue Yankai did not expect that he would be so straightforward and agreed. When he wanted to come, Chen Feng should be desperate to deny it, and he would not follow it.

There was a hint of ominous premonition in his heart, so he quickly said again: "But then I need to specify the question!"

Chen Feng looked at him like a clown, and said, "Okay, it's all up to you."

The ominous premonition in Xue Yankai's heart became stronger. He suppressed the anxiety in his heart and said with a sneer at Chen Feng: "Boy, don't think you pretend to look like this. I can't see it. You are absolutely calm now. It is pretend!"

Chen Feng said lightly: "Where is so much nonsense? Hurry up and ask the question!"

"Okay, today, I will slap you in the face and make you faceless!" Xue Yankai shouted sharply.

As he said, he pointed to the Qingjiang River below, and then pointed to the bright moon in the sky, and said, "You use this river water and this bright moon as the title!"

When everyone heard it, they all shook their heads: "This Xue Yankai is really poisonous enough!"

"Yes, this question is actually the same as the one just now. It's easy to do, but it's hard to be brilliant. And Chen Feng has the previous poem Zhuyu in front. If he doesn't write this well, Xue Yankai will immediately It is reasonable to say that Chen Feng copied it!"

And as expected, they then saw that after Chen Feng heard this topic, his brows immediately frowned.

Seeing Chen Feng's look, Xue Yankai immediately thought that he had succeeded, and laughed and said, "Why, Chen Feng, can't write it? No trick?"

"Let me just say it, you must have copied it!" He was very proud.

Beside, Qin Rulong also nodded and said, "Yes, Chen Feng has completely missed the original shape."

At this time, Chen Feng said lightly: "I still have a final draft in my heart."

Xue Yankai had a mocking expression: "Chen Feng, what kind of atmosphere is Hu blowing? How could it be so fast?"

Everyone also showed unbelief on their faces, and even if Chen Feng was fast, he couldn't be so fast.

They all felt that Chen Feng said this deliberately to save face.

Chen Feng smiled coldly: "Listen well!"

He paced forward two steps, Zhou Dezhao and Lin Moyu looked at him expectantly.

Chen Feng smiled slightly: "The name of the poem, Chun Jiang Hua Yue Ye!"

He muttered with a manly voice: "The tide of the Chunjiang River continues to reach the sea level, and the moon and moon on the sea coexist.

When Chen Feng said these four sentences, everyone in the field changed their expressions.

The suspicion, disapproval, and even a trace of mockery on their faces just disappeared without a trace.

Instead, it has become anticipation and excitement.

Lin Moyu and others were already very confident in Chen Feng. At this time, they even showed an expression of surprise: "Sure enough, Chen Feng is really amazing!"

"Yes, when he speaks, he knows that this poem is absolutely extraordinary."

"Look at the majestic and majestic and surging sentences in the first four sentences, giving people a sense of mighty heaven and earth." Zhou Dezhao nodded in admiration.

They looked at Chen Feng with a look of expectation, wanting to know what was chanting from under Chen Feng.