There are several poets on the first floor, and they are responsible for the contests of these people on the first floor.
"Everyone should be here almost, time is almost the same."
An old man glanced at the crowd and said.
"Then this time the competition is ready to begin."
Then He Yu took a fist and asked, "Excuse me, Mr. Yang, what is the topic of this competition?"
"There is no title, you only need to take out your own poem, which you think is the best, and submit it, and after our selection, one hundred of you will be selected to enter the second floor."
Then Old Yang touched his beard and said lightly.
"Is this something wrong? If you don't make a proposition, it's easy to deal with it with stolen or prepared poems."
Liu Buhui said with a fist.
"Hahaha."
Old Yang touched his beard and smiled: "What's the point? If you don't have real materials, even if you go to the second floor, what can you get? Not only can you not get anything you want, On the contrary, it will be ashamed, or just a foil."
"Is that unfair to other people?"
"This world is inherently unfair. If you have the ability, then you will come up with good poetry, then you must enter the second-tier poetry club. If you don't have the ability, what's the use of going there? 15 minutes creation Time, note your name, and the list of advancement will be announced in an hour!"
Then Duan Muxuan looked at Ye Tianyi with beautiful eyes, and said: "I will write you a song."
She didn't think that Ye Tianyi could still understand poetry and prose, this person was already good enough, medical skills, alchemy, formation, talent, pick-up skills and so on... If he still understands poetry and prose, that would be too fake. Ah, if you are old enough, then you can explain everything, you are in your twenties, and he is an impossible thing.
"No, I'll do it myself. You can leave your best to yourself. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if one of the two songs can't get up again?"
Ye Tianyi didn't know her ability in this area, anyway, he didn't need her anyway, there were so many in his mind.
"Can you write poems?"
Duan Muxuan looked at Ye Tianyi in surprise.
"Hey, I can't write and I can't copy it? Anyway, I'm the one who made soy sauce as the old man said, so why don't I do it."
Duan Muxuan: "..."
"You really are there."
Ye Tianyi smiled, then walked aside and wrote a poem.
"All right?"
Duan Muxuan saw that Ye Tianyi finished writing in a while, and then took a curious look.
If he can't get up, he will be embarrassed.
"Okay."
"Let me see."
"promise."
Ye Tianyi handed it to her.
Duan Muxuan glanced, and Dai Mei couldn't help but frowned.
This word... is really scary.
Obviously this word made Duan Muxuan feel that Ye Tianyi might have copied it.
"This poem is very good, or let me write it for you."
Duan Muxuan's eyes lit up when she saw Ye Tianyi's poem.
You have to have a place to copy it. Duan Muxuan has never seen this poem anyway, but this level is absolutely high and it is a very amazing poem.
"No, I'm not doing it anyway, as long as I can."
Ye Tianyi shrugged his shoulders.
He came to accompany Duan Muxuan to complete this order task, and he can complete it tonight, and then wait for the third one. After completion, the ultimate task of this system is over, and he has a crazy drag value.
If there is no crazy drag value, Ye Tianyi will not dare to provoke those big guys, and he still has the threat of Shura anytime and anywhere, maybe something big will happen and he will be calm.
"Xing Ba."
Then they handed in the poems.
...
On the second floor, this is a very, very large club. The entire second floor gathers nearly a thousand people. Basically, there are at most five or six people from one force. Then think about how many forces are gathered here?
There are strong and weak, but as long as they can directly come to the second floor, the power is destined not to be too weak.
They sit there and talk, while the young people talk and know each other.
"Venerable Mo, will your Majesty the Empress come this time?"
Several people gathered around a handsome man. That's right, it was Mo Bai of Shenjimen, Huang Lian's suitor.
His status can be said to be one of the top in this poem meeting, even if it was the birthday banquet of Huang Lian's mother at that time, his status was also top.
Because you have to know that the position of the sect of Shenji Sect is above the Seven Palaces, which is enough to see how strong this sect is.
And Mo Bai is not even a genius of the modern gods, he is a thousand-year-old powerhouse, so in addition to his strong background, his qualifications are also great, and the realm is also particularly high, he is the top ranking of his generation. The forefront of existence.
Mo Bai sat there with a smile and said, "Of course he will come, otherwise the deity will come to this poem meeting without much meaning?"
"Hahaha, what Venerable Mo said is, who doesn't know that Venerable Mo is the number one suitor of Her Majesty the Empress." An old man smiled, then touched his beard and asked: "But I heard that he was in a birthday banquet before. Above, her Majesty announced that she has found the emperor? Is this true or false?"
Mo Bai got angry as soon as he thought of this incident. Although he didn't know the whole story, he really didn't believe it. There should be a reason for it, and he could probably guess the reason. So, He didn't stop pursuing Huang Lian at all.
"It is true or false in your heart."
Mo Bai took a sip of wine and said lightly.
In fact, what he said is already very clear. If you think it is true, then it is true, and what you think is false is false. Then since he didn't directly say it is true, it means it is false.
"Yes, Venerable Mo said so."
These powerhouses are also licking Mo Bai wildly, there is no way, the magic door, what kind of behemoth is that.
"Amitabha Buddha, fate is too profound, the white benefactor can't force everything but fate."
A monk-like old man next to him said lightly.
Mo Bai respectfully bowed, "Master Wuxin said, the younger generation should remember."
Obviously this Wuxin master has a higher status. UU reading www. uukanshu.com
"Well, I don't know what poems did the white benefactor present this time?"
Master Wuxin asked curiously.
"This poem was written by the younger generation for half a year and was written to Her Majesty the Empress."
"Oh? Infatuation, look forward to it."
Master Wuxin took a sip of tea and nodded.
At this time, Huang Lian walked out of it with two beautiful maids, obviously she had already come.
Everyone stood up and saluted.
"See Her Majesty the Empress!"
Mo Bai looked at Huang Lian's eyes brightly!
Not because of her beauty, her beauty is beyond doubt, but another reason!