Jiangxin Island has become extremely quiet.

All the scholars fell into deep thought, and the Master made a poem, which made the atmosphere in the audience tense instantly.

It is said that Xie Cong is the leader of today's poetry club, but Master Meng's decision made the dispute over the leader of the poetry club instantly full of variables. At this time, a new climax appeared in the Guide Poetry Club.

The proposition of "night rain" is indeed simple, but the difficulty lies in the fact that Master placed a poem written by a scholar in the Lishui poetry on the mat.

If the poem written by the guide poem scholar is worse than this one, he will definitely not be able to be on the mat.

And this song "Untitled" is indeed wonderful. In a hurry, it is not easy to make a poem that transcends this poem!

In a quiet atmosphere, Bimo Tongzi began to introduce the various evaluations of this song "Untitled".

The Lishui Poetry Meeting Master Wei commented on this poem as "The Pride of Lishui".

Master Zeng, a master of Wuling No. 1 Middle School, praised this poem "I got it by chance."

Master Ou from Mingde Middle School praised this poem "beautiful scenery and strong emotions".

This poem has been circulated from the Lishui Poetry Association, and all major poetry associations in Wuling have been circulated, and many masters and scholars have given high praise.

It is a good poem, and it is written by the scholars of the last Lishui Middle School, which undoubtedly puts more pressure on the guide students.

A stick of incense has passed.

Propositional poems can win the first place.

But no scholar dared to take the ceremonial mat.

A cold voice sounded on the VIP seat, and the female master Su Yuqiao said loudly: "Liu Rongruo, Liu He, isn't you still here on the poetry seat?"

Liu He was concentrating on his mind, but he was suddenly named by Su Yuqiao. He was shocked and his face turned red, but he did not dare to go against Su Yuqiao's intentions. He slowly stood up and walked slowly towards the direction of the poem mat.

Just then, a clear laugh sounded, and Li Bo's voice also sounded, saying, "Xie Cong, thank you, Qinghou, you should also take the poem mat..."

Xie Cong was stunned for a moment, shook his head gently, but had to stand up and walk slowly towards the direction of the poem mat.

The two great talents were named, focusing everyone's attention.

The scholars on Xie Cong's side were mainly staring at Liuhe, while the scholars on Liuhe were mainly staring at Xie Cong.

As for the many adults and masters on the platform, most of them stared at Xie Cong.

Suddenly, the exclamations of several scholars came from the Poetry Square.

Then, a few scholars from Liuhe's side suddenly stood up.

The Gao Xuezi stood up, and the other middle school students seemed to be shocked, and they stood up at the same time.

This sudden commotion caused a noise in the audience.

Then he heard a scholar-in-law in high spirits say, "Where did you come from the bold and crazy person? It's so outrageous!"

With this shout, the entire audience stood up.

All the scholars seemed to have discovered something and slowly retreated from the seat.

At this time, most of the adults and masters in the VIP seat were kept in the dark, but Li Bo smiled extremely happily, while Su Yuqiao was covered with frost, but a hint of pride was still slightly revealed in his cold expression.

This rude scholar finally couldn't hide it.

"What happened?"

Several masters around him said in a lingering manner.

Then he heard a master exclaiming "Ah...", and then the master stood up and rushed towards the Poetry Club Square.

"Silent, all are quiet!"

Master Meng said loudly.

With a word from the Master, the whole audience was silent in an instant, but the scholars on the square were separated on both sides and no one sat in the seat.

This time, the situation above the square was clear at a glance.

In the huge poetry square, all the scholars had left the seat, but only one white-robed scholar was still on the seat, but the scholar was lying on his lie down and actually slept soundly.

After Master Wei said "Silent" and the whole audience calmed down, everyone heard the sleeping snoring of this boy...

In the VIP seat, dozens of adults and teachers all changed their faces, because at this time, everyone could see the incredible scene in the square clearly.

Tao Yi, the master of the supervisor of the guide, was so angry that he trembled all over, his face was pale, and he shouted angrily: "Who is this boy, and where is the crazy person from?"

Xie Cong suddenly realized at this moment. He suddenly turned his head, feeling a "boom" in his head, his eyes turned black, and he almost fainted on the spot.

"It's broken, it's broken! I've caused a big disaster now. Tang Yu, Tang Yu, how could you... do such an absurd thing?"

At the dignified guide poetry meeting, all the scholars were very nervous and all wrote poetry to their best. On such occasions, some scholars who participated in the poetry meeting were sleeping soundly?

If this is passed on, how can the guide poems beautify?

Xie Cong's hands and feet are cold. With his talent, it is really hard to imagine how Tang Yu fell asleep?

The poetry meeting is so intense and the venue is so noisy. Even if you really don’t have the talent for poetry, you can’t fall asleep?

"Report to Master Tao, this son is named Tang Yu, and he is the scholar of the scholarly family invited by Xie Cong..." The deacon of the Poetry Club hurried over and said, his eyes staring at Xie Cong fiercely, his forehead full of sweat.

"Is it... a scholar invited by Xie Cong? Can you be fame and fortune?" Tao Yi said in surprise.

How could he not be surprised? Xie Cong is a famous guide to the talented man. The friends he made must not be vulgar people, but this son...

Everyone looked at Xie Cong.

Xie Cong hurried back, approached Tang Yu's seat, and whispered: "Brother Tang, Brother Tang..."

"Um!" Tang Yu snorted lightly, his head turned to the other side, and he fell asleep again with his hands on his head.

You can see clearly from a close distance that the wood grain of the table on his right face was printed on. His appearance really made people laugh until they were speechless.

In the VIP seat, everyone frowned and shook their heads.

"Hehe!" A chuckle sounded, and it was extremely harsh in the VIP seat. Everyone turned their heads and saw Wang Bo laughing extremely happily: "Interesting, interesting, a wonderful person, really a wonderful person!"

Su Yuqiao's pretty face next to Wang Bo instantly turned black.

Even Master Wei, who has always been calm and does not show his emotions, could not help but frown.

"Brother Tang!"

Xie Cong was anxious and came to Tang Yu's ear and shouted loudly.

"ah……"

Tang Yu bounced up instantly as if he was stabbed by a needle, muttering in his mouth: "Ah? Is the poetry meeting over? It's finally over..."

Tang Yu was suddenly woken up, and his mind was still immersed in the dream just now.

This time in his dream, he was not reading a book, but studying a thick note.

This note is Shen Xiaozhu's "The Magic of Little Bamboo".

According to the records in Mr. Zeng's "New Learning Minutes", Western magic learners have to take notes every day since they are apprentices, which are mysterious magic notes.

Magic notes need to record the detailed situation and experience of each day's practice, so that they can check it at any time in the future. Through magic notes, magic learners can judge their strengths and shortcomings, and determine whether their cultivation methods are correct at any time, as well as what defects exist in their practice.

And these are very important to every magic practitioner.

For magicians, magic notes are their most secret items and are secrets that must not be read by anyone.

Tang Yu was able to see Chen Xiaozhu's magic notes, on the one hand, because Chen Xiaozhu is just a junior magic apprentice and does not have enough understanding of the importance of magic notes.

More importantly, Tang Yu himself has unique abilities. He can read the contents of any book in his dream by reading the cover of any book.

The magic notes of low-level magic apprentices are very simple. The magic notes recorded in Chen Xiaozhu's magic notes are mostly experiences and experiences of analyzing some basic magic, as well as answering questions about mathematical problems, and data from simple magic experiments.

For those who practice magic in the Holy See, such notes may have no value at all, but for Tang Yu, he became fascinated by this reading.

And just as he was reading the wonderful thing, he was woken up by Xie Cong...
Chapter completed!