Song Xiao said: "It is naturally no problem for our Lanyun Poetry Club to rebel against this poem. However, we mainly want to see the style of Vice President Ye Ziqiang, and please do not be humble."

Ye Ziqiang had a headache. Why did things suddenly become like this? This is completely different from what he had imagined before!

It is definitely impossible to take action, he knows that he does not have that ability.

So, Ye Ziqiang continued to fight, hoping that this matter would pass as soon as possible. Why is this endless?

Song Xiao said, "Since Vice President Ye Ziqiang is so humble, why not do that? Vice President Ye Ziqiang continued to write a few more sentences, and then we will continue to write a few more sentences here. Whose poem will be better afterwards? I wonder what Vice President Ye Ziqiang thinks?"

Before Ye Ziqiang could express his opinion, Liu Mingyang first coughed, then walked to Song Xiao and whispered: "Song Xiao, this matter is almost done. Ye Ziqiang's poetry ability is indeed good. Although he cannot make this poem reverse, if as you said, he only needs to continue the poem, which is better than the poem we continue. To be honest, although there are many people here, we really may not win. So..."

Song Xiao said: "Don't worry, President Liu, as long as Ye Ziqiang dares to take over, we will definitely win."

"Really?" Ye Ziqiang looked at Song Xiao, not quite understanding why Song Xiao was so confident? Could it be that she was sure of winning?

But this is impossible. Although Song Xiao has a certain ability to poetry, to be honest, he must be unable to compare with Ye Zi. Even if he himself dares to say that he is stronger than Ye Zi. At most, the two of them are equally matched. It is hard to say who wins and who loses!

If this matter ends here, everyone can actually see that Ye Ziqiang has no confidence in repelling the poem, and he dare not continue writing it.

In this way, their Lanyun Poetry Society would have a slight advantage. Yang Ming's anti-general army was indeed beautiful before.

There is no need to compare it as Song Xiao said.

Song Xiao replied affirmatively: "Really!"

Liu Mingyang was still confused, but nodded. Since Song Xiao was so sure, it depends on what Ye Ziqiang said?

Ye Ziqiang was thinking, "Song Xiao looks very confident. Could it be that she is sure?"

After thinking for a while, Ye Ziqiang said, "Since Song Xiao said that, I can't refuse anymore. Let's follow what Song Xiao said."

So what if you are sure? Ye Ziqiang is not afraid. He does not have the ability to make poetry achieve a rebellion, but he is still confident in winning the Lanyun Poetry Club.

Yang Ming was also interested in seeing that the two lines of poetry he wrote randomly caused such a storm. At the same time, he was also a little curious about how Ye Ziqiang and Lan Yun Poetry Club would continue the following two lines?

The students watching saw that things became more and more interesting, and their eyes were brighter.

Fun! Fun!

Song Xiao was overjoyed, but calm on the surface, and said, "Since that's the case, please please Vice President Ye Ziqiang. We can't wait to see the poetic talent of Vice President Ye Ziqiang."

Ye Ziqiang smiled faintly and said, "You Lanyun Poetry Society is the master, so you should invite it first."

He had already made up his mind that the other party had to write it first. Otherwise, he would write it first, but the other party found an excuse to stop writing it, and then he would be fooled by the poems he wrote.

Song Xiao also smiled and said, "Okay."

Liu Mingyang and the other members of the Lanyun Poetry Club were all looking at Song Xiao. Who would write? They hadn't even thought about it yet.

"One up and one up and one up, one up and one up and one up and one up and one up and one up and one up and one up and one up and one up and down." How could this be followed by the following two sentences? I won't say how well the following two sentences should be written, but at least it should be read through.

If the following two sentences written are "in line with each other" in front of the previous two sentences, they will not be able to afford to lose this person in full view.

Song Xiao, don’t cheat them.

Song Xiao said: "Our Lanyun Poetry Club is hosting activities here. Now these students here are all for our activities. Let's do this, I invite a classmate on site to write. I wonder if Vice President Ye Ziqiang has any opinions?"

Ye Ziqiang smiled faintly and said, "Of course there is no objection. As long as the people on site are now, Song Xiao can write it if he wants to."

Ye Ziqiang is not afraid of Lanyun Poetry Club, so naturally he is not afraid of these students who don’t know how many poetic talents there are.

Liu Mingyang and the other members of the Lanyun Poetry Club looked at Song Xiao in confusion, not understanding what Song Xiao meant?

Song Xiao gave them a look of relief, then walked to Li Han and said, "Classmate, can you bother you?"

In an instant, everyone looked at Li Han.

This handsome boy is very good at poetry? Song Xiao knows it?

Li Han smiled and said, "Yes."

"Damn it! He looks very confident." Everyone at the scene said in their hearts.

Liu Mingyang and the rest of the members of Lanyun Poetry Society looked at each other and shook their heads slowly, indicating that they did not know each other.

Don’t even know each other? Is that reliable?

Liu Mingyang said: "Song Xiao seems to trust that boy very much, and we can only choose to trust Song Xiao now."

The rest of the members nodded.

Ye Ziqiang looked at Li Han, smiled in his heart, and said to himself: "I'm very confident. It's okay, let's see what kind of poems you can write? I hope you don't make a joke. Otherwise, there will be too no competition."

Li Han became the focus of the audience. He no longer hesitated. He walked to the long table and first expressed his apology to Yang Ming.

If you continue writing other people’s poems, you have to say hello to them.

Yang Ming smiled and said that Li Han wrote casually.

Li Han nodded and took the pen and fell onto the paper.

Everyone around, including Yang Ming, Liu Mingyang and Ye Ziqiang, focused their eyes on the tip of the pen in Li Han's hand.

I saw Li Han following two lines of poem "One up one after another, one up one up one up one up the mountains" and then wrote:

"He raised his head and the red sun and white clouds rose, and he looked at all over the world and the five lakes."

As soon as I stopped writing, everyone who could see was shocked, and then they widened their eyes in an instant, unable to believe it.

This is a damn...

The first two lines of poetry are originally extremely mediocre and have a simple and vulgar meaning. But now, when the two lines of poetry are released, the pen is turned, the red sun is raised, and the distance is raised, and the grand momentum of looking down at the heaven and earth is actually created, which makes the whole poem suddenly broaden and the momentum is extraordinary.

This is definitely a magical rebellion. It turns the first two lines of the mediocre rebellion into a poem. It is not only very exquisite, but it is definitely a good poem.

This ability of poetry is at the level of a master, right?

Damn... Is there a student with such profound poetry skills hidden in the Magic City University?

Ye Ziqiang's heart suddenly thumped, "Damn this, I'm confused. Who is this kid?"

He knew that his poetry skills were far inferior to those of the boy in front of him, and there was at least one level difference between the two.

Fortunately, he didn't write it first. Otherwise, the difference between the poems he wrote was too obvious compared to these two sentences, and it would be too embarrassing to be too embarrassing.

Although Ye Ziqiang didn't plan to write it first, it was a coincidence and was lucky after all.

Escape!

Ye Ziqiang breathed a long sigh of relief.

No, who is this? How could such an expert be hidden in the Magic City University?
Chapter completed!