Ma Xuemin and Tian Xiong's faces were covered with sweat and turned pale. They opened their mouths several times but couldn't think of a second line.

After a while, Qin Dewen sighed and said with a wry smile: "This couplet can be called an eternal absolute."

"The five characters respectively contain the five elements of fire, metal, water, earth and wood, and the whole sentence has a profound artistic conception, especially the word lock, which is so well used that it makes people amazed."

"Ye Xiaoyou, the old man admires you so much that you are willing to be the loser."

Tian Xiong couldn't hold himself any longer and said sternly: "It's impossible, this is a pair without a second line!"

"You must have copied it from somewhere!"

The clay figurine is still very angry, but Tian Xiong is always plagiarizing him when he opens his mouth or shuts up. He really thinks that he is a soft persimmon and cannot be suppressed.

Ye Zhiqiu's face turned cold, and he said sarcastically: "I am a waste, but if I can't forgive myself, I will accuse others of plagiarism. The face of intellectuals is indeed extremely thick-skinned."

Ma Xuemin said in a dark voice: "Since Ye Xiaoyou said he didn't copy it, how dare I ask if there is a second line? Otherwise, it will be difficult to convince people."

Shi Nuannuan looked on and was extremely angry. These two masters and apprentices were so shameless. They could not stand up to each other but poured dirty water on others, and their skills in beating others up were just average.

Qin Dewen couldn't stand it anymore and said bluntly: "Ma Xuemin, Xiaoyou Ye is the distinguished guest I invited. What do you two, master and disciple, mean?"

"If this continues, don't blame me for missing our old friendship!"

Qin Dewen has always had a mild temper, but when he said such words in public, it was obvious that he was very angry.

Ma Xuemin's face was gloomy and he looked straight at Ye Zhiqiu.

"For Mr. Qin's sake, I'll let you broaden your horizons."

Ye Zhiqiu glanced at the two of them with disdain and said calmly: "Listen up, the second line is."

"Leng Shen Village Temple Bell!"

"Peach Burns Jinjiang Embankment!"

"Tea boiled in the wall spring!"

Every time Ye Zhiqiu said something, Ma Xuemin and Tian Xiong turned pale.

Didn't you say that there is no second line in this couplet? Not only does it exist, Ye Zhiqiu also said three sentences at once, each sentence hitting the two of them like a slap in the face.

"The smoke locks the willows in the pond, the lamps in the deep village temple bells...absolutely, absolutely forever!" Qin Dewen murmured, then looked at Ma Xuemin and said: "Old Ma, you are indeed defeated in this round."

Ma Xuemin's face turned red and he was completely embarrassed. He said angrily: "You are a young boy who copied two pairs from nowhere. What kind of skills do you have!"

"I want to compare poetry with you, do you dare or not?"

Everyone was shocked. Except for Qin Dewen, the other old men couldn't stand it anymore.

You are the vice-president of the Poetry Association and have been writing poetry for most of your life. Are you asking a young man to compete with you? Do you want to lose face?

"ill."

Ye Zhiqiu was too lazy to pay attention to this old madman, and looked at Shi Nuannuan to signal him to leave.

"You can't leave!" Seeing Ye Zhiqiu was about to leave, Ma Xuemin became anxious and said sternly.

Tian Xiong also stood up with a gloomy face, blocking Ye Zhiqiu's way.

The only thought that flashed through Ma Xuemin's mind was that he must never let this kid leave! When news of today's incident spread, where would he put his face?

Ye Zhiqiu raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically: "Don't pretend anymore? You're not good at literature, but you want to do martial arts?"

Qin Dewen was also completely angry, his gray eyebrows were trembling, and he said directly: "Ma Xuemin, you are not welcome here!"

"You masters and disciples, get out of here!"

Ma Xuemin turned a deaf ear, took a deep breath, and said pitifully to Ye Zhiqiuyin: "It's okay if you don't want to compete. If you admit that "Xia Ke Xing" is plagiarized, you can leave today."

Ma Xuemin was so angry that he saw it.

As soon as these words came out, Ye Zhiqiu was immediately laughed out of anger, but he left in no hurry.

Ye Zhiqiu took some time off and said, "It's not impossible to compare it to poetry."

Ma Xuemin's face lit up, and Ye Zhiqiu continued: "But if it's a competition, you have to bet something, otherwise it's not fun."

Ma Xuemin was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "How much money do you want to bet? You decide the number."

Ye Zhiqiu waved his hand and said: "I am a law-abiding citizen. There is no need to gamble. It's simpler."

"How about the loser kowtows to the opponent and shouts 'Master, I was wrong' three times?"

After the words fell, everyone present was shocked. This kid is going to die.

Qin Dewen said anxiously: "Ye Xiaoyou..."

Ye Zhiqiu gave Qin Dewen a "reassuring" look and said to Ma Xuemin: "Do you dare?"

Ma Xuemin's face was gloomy and uncertain. Originally, he was sure that Ye Zhiqiu was not very old and would be very powerful even if he had some talent and learning, but he didn't expect that the kid in front of him would be so tough.

“But now I’m riding a tiger and it’s hard to get off, so I have to agree even if I don’t agree.

Okay!" Ma Xuemin gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Qin Dewen will set the topic. Within fifteen minutes, each will write a poem for everyone to judge!"

Ye Zhiqiu is good at everything, and he still believes in Qin Dewen's character.

Shi Nuannuan looked worried, and his palms were sweating from nervousness.

In fact, although Ma Xuewen is narrow-minded, he does have some real talents, otherwise he would not be able to sit in the position of vice president of the Chinese Poetry Association.

It's a pity that he met Ye Zhiqiu today.

Ma Xuemin and Tian Xiong looked nervous, but Ye Zhiqiu was extremely relaxed and said with a smile: "Mr. Qin, please give me the question."

Now that both parties had decided, Qin Dewen didn't know what to say and pondered for a moment.

Qin Dewen said: "Since you, Old Ma, have doubts about "Xia Ke Xing" written by Ye Xiaoyou, then my title will be "Xia"."

Everyone nodded secretly when they heard this question.

Firstly, Ma Xuemin, if you doubt that others can write it, why not prove yourself first. Secondly, if Ye Zhiqiu can write another poem about "Xia", even if the quality is slightly worse than "Xia Ke Xing", it can be regarded as proving himself.

Ma Xuemin's eyes lit up when he heard the poem titled "Xia", but he didn't say anything.

Qin Dewen said in a deep voice: "The time limit is 15 minutes. Please write a poem, please."

After all, Ma Xuemin has been thinking about this for most of his life. He has written not only a thousand but also eight hundred poems. There happen to be a few poems about "Xia" that have never been published.

However, this competition was of great importance, so he did not read the poem out, but considered it over and over in his mind while observing Ye Zhiqiu's condition.

Ye Zhiqiu had a serious look on his face, as if he was thinking hard.

After a full ten minutes, Ye Zhiqiu still didn't respond, as if he was stumped. Ma Xuemin was more convinced that Ye Zhiqiu had nothing in his stomach, and he was overjoyed.

"Yes!" As soon as five minutes passed, Ma Xuemin couldn't help it anymore and pretended to clap his hands.

"Playing the sword and singing wildly across Jizhou, throwing red beans in the air has a longing feeling.

Where are the people in the mountains and rivers? Chivalrous bones and tender hearts always cause trouble."

"Okay!" As soon as Ma Xuemin finished speaking, Tian Xiong couldn't wait to cheer loudly.

Everyone also nodded slightly. Although Ma Xuemin's poem cannot be said to be very good, its neat dialogue and new approach, combining chivalry with emotion, are a highlight. It is quite rare to be able to compose a piece like this within five minutes.

Tian Xiong sneered, looked at Ye Zhiqiu and said, "Brother Ye, haven't you figured it out yet?"

"I see, don't waste your time thinking about it, just kowtow to my teacher a few times."

Shi Nuannuan said angrily: "What's the rush? It's only been five minutes. It's not like anyone can do it faster!"

Even though he said this, Shi Nuannuan couldn't hide the worry in his eyes.

Suddenly, a chuckle came from beside him.
Chapter completed!