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Chapter 32 Who wrote for me?

"Who doesn't agree? Who doesn't agree?"

The audience was in an uproar and everyone scattered.

Then everyone saw clearly that it was them!

Su Yuqiao, the first talent in Guinan Middle School, Su Prophet Su, and Li Bo, Li Zi'an, the second talent in Guinan Middle School.

Everyone felt relieved, yes, looking at the younger generations of Wuling, only these two people who have seen Tang Yu’s talent but dared not accept it…

Tang Yu was confused again...

Not finished yet?

Do you have to kill yourself today?

Xie Cong continued to perform his duties and whispered in Tang Yu's ear: "These two are the top two of the four talented men in the Guide. The first one is Su Yuqiao and Su Prophet Su, and the second one is Li Bo and Li Zi'an. These two people are talented... they are really amazing..."

Tang Yu pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

Mr. Meng in front of him also frowned.

If it were the others, he would definitely shout loudly, but these two people did have the capital...

He pondered for a long time and said, "Prophet, Zi'an, you two are both Masters. Tang Yu Shizi still has no merits and fame, why both of you..."

Su Yuqiao said with a cold face: "Master, no matter whether it is high or middle school, the poetry club is only based on poetry. Since Tang Yushi has such talent for poetry, I want to write a poem with him for each proposition... I thought that if this is the case, he could become the veritable leader of the March Poetry Club..."

When Su Yuqiao said this, he looked at Tang Yu coldly and said, "Shizi Tang Yu, do you dare to write a poem with me on the proposition?"

Su Yuqiao was aggressive and coming in a fierce manner.

Tang Yu couldn't help rolling his eyes at him.

This woman, I have no grudges and grudges with you, why do you have to be with me?

Tang Yu didn't say anything, everyone looked at him, and most scholars showed excitement in their eyes.

Today's poetry meeting was really unexpected, with climaxes one after another. Unexpectedly, Master Su was about to write poetry. Last year's Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Conference, Master Su didn't write poetry, but just wrote a poem "Jiangchengzi". Once this poem came out, there was no better poem in the Mid-Autumn Festival in Wuling...

In her words, writing poetry would help middle school scholars learn eight-legged essays, so she would no longer write poetry, so as not to have no good poems in Wuling, which would dampen the sharpness of middle school scholars...

This is what others say, and you will definitely be called a crazy person.

But since it was said by Su Yuqiao and Prophet Su, it was a famous saying, because in the hearts of Wuling scholars, she was a legend for fifty years.

Tang Yu is indeed talented, but what if he is better than Master Su?

If the two fight today, they will definitely cause a sensation in the entire Wuling City tomorrow, and this incident will inevitably be recorded in the historical narrative of Wuling.

And all the scholars who attended the poetry meeting today are really blessed.

"Brother Tang..."

Xie Cong was a little excited and his voice was trembling.

But then, everyone saw Tang Yu bow respectfully to Su Yuqiao and said, "Master Su, I dare not. I am actually not good at writing poetry, and my talent is even worse than you. The leader of this March Poetry Festival is yours..."

"ah……"

Everyone exclaimed.

Su Yuqiao was even more stunned and said, "How dare you...you...?"

Tang Yucai ignored her expression and slowly stepped back without even looking at her.

A female lunatic, I didn't offend you, why did you have to bite me like a mad dog?

OK, you are ruthless! You are talented, can't I admit defeat? Can't I be afraid of you?

I just stopped writing poetry today. What can you do to me?

"Okay, okay! Su Cainu. Tang Yu students said they were willing to give up the disadvantage. You, a high-level scholar, have to be unable to get along with others?" Li Bo said with a smile, and his fat body moved to Tang Yu's side, saying:

"I don't agree, but I don't agree with you, but I don't agree with the two lines of someone saying you, "I'm born with talent, and I will be useful, and I will come back after all the money is gone." They are two lines of distortion. The donkey's lips are not right. I think this poem is extraordinary and a great good poem.

So, today's opportunity is rare, Tang Yu, you must let me see this poem.

At the same time, it also makes it possible for those who say this poem is a wrong poem to shut up, hehe, haha..."

Li Bo said at the end, laughing and looking straight at Su Yuqiao, his eyes clearly provoking.

How could Su Yuqiao's personality allow Li Bo to be so provoked, and immediately said, "Li Zi'an, what do you mean? Since you said that, I am no longer as propositional poems today. I also want to see this poem. Tang Yu, this poem was written by you, so it's okay for you to recite it again?"

Tang Yu looked at Li Bo and felt a pain in his hands.

What should Li Bo do with such great strength to grab his arm?

He quickly took a step back and said, "Master Li, this poem is really not what I did, it is that..."

Li Bo laughed and said, "I know, it was you who made it for nothing. You are white, you are too white, we all know, haha..."

When Li Bo said this, his eyes stared at Su Yuqiao, which made Su Yuqiao tremble all over.

And there is another person who is also very embarrassed.

This person is naturally Wang Mao.

Wang Mao said in public that Tang Yu was a wrong poem, and immediately scolded Tang Yu, "You are white, you are too white..."

Now Li Bo insists on letting Tang Yu present all this poem, if it is... hey...

But these two lines of poetry clearly have a smell of copper, and the two lines of poetry are incompatible. Could it be that such poems are also good poems?

"Tang Yushizi, since both masters want to see your poem, you can recite it! I also want to see it..." Master Meng finally spoke.

Tiny sweat beads oozing from Tang Yu's forehead, and this poem can be copied.

But this poem is not a four-character or eight-character poem, but a long ancient poem.

I have the ability to write this calligraphy in my own brush, and I have to copy such a long poem...

It seems that I can't hide anymore today. He pondered for a moment, turned his head to look at Xie Cong, and said, "Brother Xie, I fell and injured my right arm. It's really difficult to hold the pen. Can you help me hold the pen..."

"Um?"

The audience was shocked again.

Even Master Meng and Lord Cao Qing were stunned at the same time.

Look at this young man who is honest, but he is really tricky.

Before this poem was recited, Xie Cong, one of the four great talents, came to write it. Among the younger generations of Wuling, how many people dared to call Xie Cong the boy who wrote the pen?

Before, Tang Yu showed weakness to Su Yuqiao, but he was still very sincere and humble, but now it seems that he was showing weakness, and he clearly disdained to compare poetry with Su Yuqiao.

Now, good guy, this counterattack is both sinister and vicious, and the level of harming people is really extraordinary.

What kind of poem is that Xie Cong can only be a boy in writing?

They were thinking too much. Tang Yu actually didn't understand the rules of the poetry club, and didn't know that the poetry club was originally a boy who was responsible for recording poetry.

If he knew about this, would he write the song "Chunxiao" by himself?

Seeing the fierce reactions of the people around him and the embarrassment in Xie Cong's expression, he realized whether he had made some mistakes?

But in the awkward atmosphere, Li Bo and Fatty Li shook his arms and said, "No need to hold Xie Cong, I'll write with you! It's indeed a long poem. Tsk, Tsk, I guess it's a good guess. I thought you were really not good at calligraphy before. It turns out that you have a wound on your right arm. So that's it, so that's it... It's understandable, understandable..."

[There are six brothers who give rewards today. It’s not a friendly reward, which means that there are more and more disciples!! Now it’s the new book period, and disciples are still small seedlings, and they need everyone’s careful care to grow...
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