clever!

This is the truly brilliant method!

Originally, people had doubts about Guan Ning's ability in poetry writing.

He was originally a good-for-nothing prince, and he had only written a few beautiful poems before, which made the girls in the brothels happy.

Who can accept this sudden and shocking work?

But you can't refute it.

Because Ye Daru, Du Xiucai, Li Yiyun and others all testified for him.

Everyone has seen the fate of doubters such as Liu Feng.

But nothing is certain. What if these people were also deceived?

After all, no one knows whether it is true or false?

Maybe there really is a great talent behind Guan Ning, but he just misappropriated it.

But now, Zhen Jikai first held Guan Ning up high, which was a compliment, and then asked him to compose an impromptu poem. This was an on-site test.

If Guan Ning cannot complete it, it will increase people's suspicion of him and damage his reputation. Then his aura of writing four poems and one word will be greatly reduced.

This is a conspiracy!

Zhen Jicai was sure that Guan Ning couldn't do it.

He just didn't believe it.

A good-for-nothing prince suddenly becomes a great poet?

I wouldn’t dare write a novel like this.

"How is it? Prince Guan is not dismissive, is he?"

Zhen Ji looked at Guan Ning with a smile.

"Yes, Prince Guan should compose an impromptu poem!"

"This poetry meeting is the main one, but any of the matters involved should not be a problem for you, the poetry master, right?"

Those who reacted quickly started making noises and lifted Guan Ning up.

It won't work if he doesn't do it.

If you don't do it, you will fall into the lower category.

Even Ye Daru, Du Xiucai, Li Yiyun and others are quite curious...

"Isn't it impossible to do it?"

Zhen Jikai asked again.

This guy really has no good intentions.

Guan Ning's thoughts flashed and he had an idea.

He smiled and said: "Don't tell me, I am really inspired by this situation."

"Oh, I would like to hear the details."

Zhen Jikai looked interested, but inwardly he was actually sneering.

He didn't believe that Guan Ning could really do it.

"This should be regarded as a crooked poem, not a serious poem. To add to the fun, I will use this poem as a puzzle and make some daily objects for you to guess the details."

Guan Ning spoke loudly.

"Being fascinated by poetry?"

"This doesn't seem to be easy."

As soon as Guan Ning opened his mouth, he whetted his appetite and attracted all eyes.

This type of poetry is called cryptic poetry, also called riddle poetry. The poem is a riddle, and it is not easy to write it improvisationally.

"cough!"

Guan Ning coughed lightly and said: "The tip of the head is as thin as silver, the body is as thin as silver, and there is not even a centimeter in the scale. The eyes are on the buttocks. He only recognizes clothes but not people."

"This is the riddle, let's see who can answer it correctly."

After saying this, everyone was startled and looked like they were thinking.

"This Prince Guan's mouth is really poisonous!"

Ye Daru shook his head and chuckled.

"Yes, but it is indeed clever. Although this poem is a crooked poem, it is adapted to the situation."

Du Xiucai also laughed.

"As expected of a poet, he doesn't even use curse words when he curses."

Li Yiyun couldn't help but sigh.

Guan Ning said: "This was done impromptu. The conditions just set were based on the poetry meeting, not limited to related ones. I have achieved all of them."

"Assistant Professor Zhen, can you solve the puzzle?"

Zhen Jikai's face suddenly turned red, and he stared at Guan Ning, full of resentment.

The doctors also looked at Guan Ning coldly.

The scene was silent for a moment, and many people stared at Guan Ning with surprised expressions.

"I know, it's a needle!"

At this time, a loud shout rang out.

The speaker was Lu Junyan, who said excitedly: "The needle's eye is on the buttocks. It is the needle used to sew clothes every day. It only recognizes clothes but not people..."

"You are still smart."

Guan Ning praised.

"That is."

Lu Junyan was very proud, but then his expression changed slightly.

Needle?

Zhen?

These two words have the same pronunciation, and Guan Ning said before that he found inspiration in this poem venue, so the meaning is already quite obvious...

He has eyes on his buttocks and only recognizes clothes but not people. The irony is too strong. Isn't he talking about Zhen Jikai?

Many people reacted immediately.

This is so clever.

Guan Ning looked at Zhen Ji and asked with a smile: "Assistant Teacher Zhen, have you figured it out?"

"you……"

Zhen Jikai's face was livid, and even his self-restraint could not bear it at this moment. Writing such a crooked poem on this occasion would definitely be a huge blow to his reputation.

Especially those two sentences, it can be said that he was criticized completely.

Resentments followed one after another, and Guan Ning smiled even more. This Zhen Jikai is expected to become the third generation of Deng Mingzhi.

Why is it said to be the third generation? Because the second generation Liu Feng has been carried away...

Come on, let's be more resentful.

"Well, some people are just self-righteous."

Guan Ning sighed and said: "I was asked to compose a poem, and I actually composed it, but I didn't say anything."

"Do you feel bad?"

"you……"

Zhen Jikai was speechless.

People around him also looked at Guan Ning in surprise. He really didn't save any face for Zhen Jikai...

This prince is really ruthless.

But it's normal. It was Guan Ning who was originally picked on by Zhen Jikai, but now he was severely slapped in the face.

He said he was not qualified to sit here, but he didn't expect that he was the most qualified...

Zhen Jikai was extremely embarrassed. He could neither leave nor stay.

It was obvious that Guan Ning's poems were crooked, but he didn't dare to let him make new ones, for fear that something else would come up that he couldn't accept...

"snort!"

At this time, a cold snort sounded in everyone's ears!
To be continued...