manynovel Chapter 333 Too bullying
Chapter 333 Too bullying
At this moment.
When Wang Teng had just finished speaking, the members of the Shanshui Poetry Club, who had been overwhelmed by Lu Yuan with an astonishingly talented poem, suddenly smiled.
because.
They knew that this was Wang Teng's best subject matter.
At first.
Wang Teng won the championship of the provincial poetry competition with a poem written about lotus.
now.
Writing poetry in his most professional field is absolutely very good, and he will definitely win the round.
In this way, Wang Teng and Lu Yuan were evenly tied, and they, people from the Shanshui Poetry Club, did not have to worry about stripping and running naked in the rain.
Face should be saved.
Think here.
The people from Shanshui Poetry Club were no longer worried, but looked at Lu Yuan with a sneer.
"Just now you came up with the title first, and then I wrote the poem. Now it's my turn to come up with the title, so it's your turn to write the poem first."
"In this way, it is fair and just."
Wang Teng has the winning ticket in his hands, and he speaks very confidently and confidently.
He is really worthy of Lu Yuan to create on the subject he is best at.
He didn't believe that Lu Yuan could write a poem as amazing as that just now.
impossible.
Absolutely impossible!
Everyone has a flash of inspiration, and such a good poem, even the most famous poet in China, is difficult to write.
And Lu Yuan was able to write it, he must have been inspired just now.
just now.
The inspiration has been exhausted, and it is simply impossible to write a good poem in a short time.
therefore.
In the competition of the second sentence, Wang Teng has enough confidence to win steadily.
Upon hearing this.
Lu Yuan looked at Wang Teng with a weird look.
Dude, are you sure you want me to write first?
I'm not targeting you alone, I just want to say that all of you landscape poets here are rubbish!
Lu Yuan had a playful look on his face: "Let me write first? I'm afraid it will hurt your self-esteem. Seriously, once I write this poem, if you can write it better than me, I will never forget it in my life." Stop writing poetry!"
mad!
very crazy!
As soon as this sentence was said, not only Wang Teng was very upset, but also the people of Shanshui Poetry Club.
even.
Even the tourists standing under the stone steps of the pavilion felt that Lu Yuan was a little arrogant and arrogant.
Someone couldn't help but persuade:
"Little brother, don't be too inflated. You have to maintain a calm state of mind, show your state just now, and you will definitely crush him again."
"You must be calm, and you must refrain from impetuosity."
"Little brother, you can't lose."
These tourists were afraid that Lu Yuan Yelang would be arrogant and accidentally perform abnormally, which would result in losing the bet.
In that case, although Lu Yuan would strip off and run naked in the rain, even they would not be able to enter the pavilion to shelter from the rain.
That's the most important thing.
and so.
Tourists are still relatively stable.
……
Hearing such arrogant words, although Wang Teng was very upset, even a little angry, he felt that Lu Yuan really looked down on him.
but.
After what happened just now, Wang Teng also felt that Lu Yuan was not simple, and he must have a lot of attainments in poetry.
otherwise.
If Lu Yuan hadn't studied poetry, even if he had a flash of inspiration, it would be difficult to write such a brilliant ancient poem.
To Wang Teng, what happened just now was like a blow to reduce dimensionality.
Because of this.
He felt a little dark.
and so.
After listening to Lu Yuan's words, Wang Teng pondered for a moment, then said coldly: "Well, since you are so modest, I can't disappoint your kindness."
"This time, I will show you my true level!"
In this regard.
Lu Yuan shrugged.
I don't know what your level is, and I'm not interested in knowing.
but.
I only know that the ancient poems you write are better than the poems I exchanged from the system.
Then I count you awesome!
But is this possible?
If Wang Teng really had this strength, then he wouldn't have lost so badly in the first contest just now.
Just as Lu Yuan was thinking, Wang Teng had already begun to brew.
now.
All eyes were on him.
The people of Shanshui Poetry Club hope that their president can get rid of the shame and return all the shame of previous failures to Lu Yuan.
however.
For the tourists who were standing under the stone steps of the pavilion, they hoped that Lu Yuan could win Wang Teng smoothly and beautifully.
In this way, they can not only enter the rain shelter in the pavilion, but also watch the scene of people from the Shanshui Poetry Club running naked in the rain.
if.
Lu Yuan lost, maybe he won't take off his clothes and run wild in the rain.
after all.
He has won before.
Even if they lose this time, the two sides are just tied.
but.
For tourists, they cannot enter the pavilion.
This time.
Wang Teng took a little longer to brew.
although.
He is quite handy when he creates the theme of "taking lotus as the theme".
but.
Because of the previous defeat, he was under a lot of pressure now, and he also paid more attention to Lu Yuan.
After a few minutes.
Wang Teng exhaled slowly, and began to write directly on the white paper on the stone table.
Swish swish!
Fen straight book.
soon.
An ancient poem about lotus is vivid on paper.
The people of Shanshui Poetry Club focused their eyes on the black and white words, and couldn't help but read aloud——
"The lotus leaf skirts are all in one color,"
"Pink like gauze, open on both sides."
"I don't know why the dragonfly came here?"
"I feel that the fragrance is full of heaven and earth!"
Read the whole poem.
The people from the Shanshui Poetry Club suddenly gasped.
Everyone's eyes couldn't help showing shock.
The standard of this poem is much higher than Wang Teng's last poem.
The president is indeed a person who has profound attainments in the subject of ancient poems about lotus flowers!
This is their voice at this time.
A faint smile appeared on Wang Teng's face, appearing very confident and proud.
He turned the white paper upside down to face Lu Yuan, and said with a light smile, "Taste it?"
Lu Yuan glanced at him, then withdrew his gaze, curled his lips in disdain.
have to say.
Although Wang Teng is a bit arrogant, his attainments in poetry are still outstanding.
Otherwise, I would not have written such a decent ancient poem.
Although, the level of this ancient poem is higher than Wang Teng's last poem in terms of literary talent and charm.
but.
For Lu Yuan, whether it is Wang Teng's last poem or this poem, there is no difference in essence.
Naturally, Wang Teng saw the flash of disdain on Lu Yuan's face, and he frowned slightly, feeling a little angry in his heart.
Who do you look down on?
The quality of this poem is so high, why do you still look down upon it?
Oh, peat!
I guess I was shocked and felt that I couldn't write it, so I became angry from embarrassment?
Anyway, Wang Teng thinks so.
then.
He unfolded the blank paper, faced the eight or nine tourists under the stone steps of the pavilion, and said with a faint smile: "Everyone, let's have a taste."
After the tourists saw it, their expressions suddenly sank.
hiss!
Many people were astonished and moved.
although.
Their level of poetry is very low, but they still have a certain level of appreciation.
after all.
The nine-year compulsory education is not for nothing.
therefore.
They could tell at a glance that Wang Teng's poem was really well written.
Although it is not as good as the poems written by Lu Yuan before, this is the second contest after all, and the poems written before are no longer counted.
a time.
The tourists suddenly frown.
original.
Seeing Lu Yuan showing off his might gave them hope.
did not expect.
The people from the Shanshui Poetry Club immediately turned their faces and wanted to compete again.
Who makes the other party have a large number of people? In a fight, the tourists will definitely not have the advantage.
after all.
The other party is a dozen or so young people, and they still have girls here.
The power balance is huge.
Unexpectedly, in the second contest, Wang Teng, the president of Shanshui Poetry Society, showed such great strength.
This made the tourists lose all hope in an instant from the beautiful fantasy just now.
"Hey, I can't get into this pavilion, I'd better stand under the stone steps to hide from the rain."
"Made! If it weren't for these bastards who turned their heads and changed their minds, would we still need to hide from the rain in such a mess?"
"What's the use of saying this, we can't do it together, let's accept our fate."
"Didn't my little brother write poetry yet? Maybe he can still have a burst of inspiration and write ancient poems as amazing and brilliant as before."
"Forget it, do you think the inspiration is his family's rice, you can eat it if you want?"
"Hmm...that's right."
"..."
Listen to the whispers of tourists.
The people from the Shanshui Poetry Club immediately beamed with joy, looking at Lu Yuan with provocation and showing off.
Wang Teng stood with his hands behind his back: "Are you still writing? If you can't write it, you should admit defeat as soon as possible."
I haven't made a move yet, you think I will definitely lose?Who gave you the confidence... Lu Yuan rolled his eyes.
then.
After taking the paper and pen, under the surprised and astonished eyes of Wang Teng and others, as well as the tourists, he wrote directly on the white paper, word by word.
"After all, West Lake is in mid-June,"
"The scenery is not the same as the four seasons."
"Connecting to the sky with endless green lotus leaves,"
"The lotus flower that reflects the sun is uniquely red."
Silly!
Silly!
Just dumbfounded!
Wang Teng and others almost stared out their eyes!
They really didn't expect that Lu Yuan not only wrote a poem, but the standard was not inferior to the first one before.
"This, how is this possible?!"
"Have you turned on the plug-in? Another amazing poem?!"
"Don't bring it for fun?"
Everyone in the Shanshui Poetry Club is about to cry.
Wang Teng was also so shocked that his scalp tingled. It was the first time he met such a monstrous player.
a time.
He suddenly felt hopeless and powerless.
How does this compare?
The two sides are not on the same level at all.
This is obviously a dimensionality reduction blow!
What a bully!
The tourists were also very surprised to see the dejected and desperate look of the landscape poets, and they all stretched their necks and looked away.
however.
When they saw the black and white writing on the stone table, they fell silent for an instant!
……