Brush, Yang Xiu quickly wrote. Since he had decided not to pretend, Yang Xiu naturally wanted to write the first two poems as quickly as possible, and then leave enough time for himself to think about the third poem.

Unlike Yang Xiu, Sun Quan's speed is not slow and seems to be calm, just as Cai Wenji said, as if he had already been clear-headed. In fact, no one knows what Sun Quan was thinking at this time. To be precise, the reason why Sun Quan was so slow was not for anything else was to try to write better. Of course, Cai Yong just said that this time, he simply compared the ability of the two people to write poetry, and writing good words would not add points, but Sun Quan knew better than anyone else that what he was about to write was definitely a masterpiece. It is no exaggeration to say that this would be taken back and framed. As a heirloom treasure, it would be something that has been passed down through the ages. Do you think Sun Quan would not take it seriously? Even if he doesn't have face, he has to respect the author of the original work, right?

Well, this guy who always respects the original author has written the three words "Sun Zhongmou" without hesitation at the end. He said, nonsense, this is something that will be passed down through the ages. If you don't write the name carefully, who will be sure that it was written by me, Sun Quan? Of course, even so, Sun Quan believes that the so-called historians in the future will probably believe that he is looking for someone to replace him, especially after becoming an emperor, adding a few legends to his youth. It seems quite reasonable to analyze it. Alas, mortals are mortals after all, just like Yang Xiu now. Unless they see it with their own eyes, they will not be willing to admit that there are such geniuses in the world no matter what!

In short, because of Sun Quan's slow motion, Yang Xiu had already finished writing two poems, put down his brush, and began to close his eyes and ponder. Sun Quan had only finished the first poem. Sun Quan's "kind intention" thought for others. In order to facilitate others to take it back and frame it as a family heirloom, he changed the paper and wrote the second poem, so that those who were uninformed in the distance could see it. He thought that Sun Quan was the first poem and wasted it and was ready to rewrite it.

For a time, many people shook their heads. At this time, there are only two possibilities for rewrittening: First, if the characters are written incorrectly, the poems with the introductory drafts are written in advance, the words can be written incorrectly on the spot, which shows that Sun Quan's psychological quality is not up to standard. Even if the first two poems are acceptable, the third poem will be difficult to make people optimistic about him. Second, Sun Quan temporarily decided to change the original introductory drafts, which is even a bad omen, indicating that Sun Quan himself is not optimistic about the poems he originally wrote. He has no confidence in the works he thought about for several days before he thought about them. Can he still expect him to create better in a short period of time?

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"Your son-in-law doesn't seem to be very good?" Cao Cao said quickly and said to Yuan Shu. Cao Cao, Yuan Shao, and Yuan Shu grew up together since childhood. In the later generations, he was a rich second-generation racing school. Although he is not as playboy as before, and his relationship may not be as strong as before, Cao Cao is still not polite in some words.

Yuan Shu frowned, obviously feeling a little unsure,

"Who knows the result until the end?"

"That's right." Yuan Shao nodded, "I look at Zhongmou, and there is no hurricane on his face. Even if he changes the manuscript temporarily, he should not lose his composure. Maybe he had a flash of inspiration and suddenly thought of a better poem. Maybe he might surprise us later."

Sun Quan is now Yuan Shu’s prospective son-in-law, and Yuan Wei’s personal disciple, so Yuan Shao is at least on the side of Sun Quan.

"otherwise."

Chen Lin shook her head when it came to Yuan Shao's statement.

"If there was a flash of inspiration and the thought of the excellent poem, Sun Quan's face would have been filled with ecstasy. Now he looks so calm, I would rather believe that he just wrote the wrong words."

"But if you write a wrong word, it means that his mentality is unstable, his mentality is unstable, so how can he calm his face?" Cao Cao couldn't help but say.

What? Do you say that Sun Quan does not show his emotions? If Sun Quan is really paralyzed, then all the above speculations will be overturned. Besides, Sun Quan is now a famous arrogant and straightforward person among the younger generation. If he is really so dark-hearted and does not show his emotions, he will still have the literary battle between him and Yang Xiu today?

"Then...what if the words are written incorrectly or ugly?" Chen Lin thought for a while.

Everyone was stunned and then burst into laughter.

"He might not be able to do such a thing."

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Ignoring the discussion around him, Sun Quan slowly finished his second poem, signed the name, put it aside again, and then took out the third piece of paper. This time, the bystanders immediately returned to the initial state. Could it be that Sun Quan was really temporarily revising the poem?

"I said, is it really okay for him to do this?" Even Tang Yu in the small building subconsciously became worried about Sun Quan, "In the end, he won't be able to do a single capital, right?"

"No!" Cai Wenji affirmed that she was not superstitious about Sun Quan. After all, the emperor had no direct contact with poetry. Cai Wenji was superstitious about her father. Since Cai Yong said that Sun Quan would win, Sun Quan would definitely win! "Look at Sun Quan, he has changed the second one, and he still looks calm. I guess that although he is changing the poem, he has actually changed the better and better. Even the song he had not changed originally was better than Yang Xiu. Now the more he changes the better, it is naturally even less likely to lose."

"Sister Cai, you...well, maybe you are right."

Something is wrong! Very wrong! Women are usually very sharp. Tang Yu thinks that Cai Wenji and Sun Quan must have something, otherwise Cai Wenji would not be like this. Could it be that Cai Wenji thinks that Tang Yu and Sun Quan have a bad relationship and are not easy to explain, so he deliberately hides it from him? But when did the two people have such an intersection?

Just when Tang Yu had doubts about his good sister,

"I've done it!"

In full view of everyone, Sun Quan raised his hand and said.

"Are you doing it?"

Many people were stunned, and their minds had not turned around for a while. They thought that even if Sun Quan had modified one, there would be only one song. They were always staring at Sun Quan. Can Sun Quan even create two poems in an instant?

"Have the three capitals been completed?" Even Cai Yong couldn't help asking Sun Quan.

Sun Quan pointed to the three pieces of paper on his desk, a little confused.

“Isn’t this taken for granted?”

Even though these people are far apart and can't see what I'm writing, I deliberately changed three pieces of paper. It's so obvious that they are all blind?

Of course, no matter how much he complained, Sun Quan only thought that he wrote three poems in one go, which was too amazing, so others were a little unbelievable, but they didn't know what kind of misunderstanding his behavior just now caused.

"Ahem!!"

It's so embarrassing.

Chen Lin, Yuan Shao, Yuan Shu, Cao Cao, etc., the guys who had just discussed and even analyzed it with confidence are now pretending to be blind and tinnitus, silent, and uniformly moving, bowing their heads to drink tea.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

On the small building, Tang Yu couldn't straighten his waist in an instant.

"Sun Quan, it's indeed Sun Quan, it's indeed his style!"
Chapter completed!