The atmosphere on the platform was a bit weird. Some of the old men silently held papers from some unknown places, while others pondered without saying a word.

There was no sign of happiness or anger on Su Wenqing's expression on his face, but he just frowned and tapped the table gently on his fingers, and his lips were opened and closed and he muttered something.

Xu Ke and Zhou Fu came back to their senses from the initial shock, but still couldn't help but tremble in their hearts. The original paper had been passed over, and they ordered people to hand over the copy and chew it repeatedly.

Cheng Li had read his poems before. Although the students below were dissatisfied with him, they were also excellent works in the end. Some people praised him for their magnanimity. However, the situation on the stage now makes him confused. The identities of the above people would not deliberately leave him aside, without even a comment, right?

Chen Yu had also come to the audience. He originally wanted to pretend to be calm and gentle and wait for the result to come out. Seeing that he had not responded for a long time, he couldn't help but come over to see what happened. However, the atmosphere on the stage really made him wonder. He would not believe it for Chen Yue's lyrics to be so cautious, but how could his poems have such a great effect?

As he thought about this, he was more sure that what his works had touched those people. After all, how to interpret them depends entirely on other people's ideas. The extended meaning of many poems in ancient times was not imagined by later generations. Thinking of this section, Chen Yu's bones were three points lighter. His poem could have been appreciated by so many old people for so long. From now on, what's the difficulty even if he competes with Cheng Bolun for the title of the first talented man?

Some students in the audience finally couldn't help but ask: "Old Su, I wonder if there is another good one?"

Chen Yu looked back dissatisfiedly. After all, the longer the above people pondered, the more beneficial it would be to his reputation. However, he still deliberately and modestly echoed: "In Chen Yu, the words that Manager Ding took away before were mediocre. I would like to ask some elders for advice."

After saying that, he couldn't help but look back and glanced at him. Seeing the students staring at him with their eyes, and the low-key discussion came from time to time, enjoying the feeling of being envied and jealous of everyone.

Su Wenqing seemed to have just been shocked from her thoughts, and said to Chen Yu kindly: "Oh, you are Chen Yue, okay! Since you have written this poem, I can't afford to give advice. I didn't expect that when did such a person appear in Hangzhou?"

Chen Yu looked around with a complacent look. He usually praised him a lot, but like today, even the mountain captain of Wansong Academy claims to be afraid to advise him. I am afraid that this is the first time in Hangzhou. Thinking about his future popularity, he became more confident and said to the stage: "Mr. Su is praised by me, but I am named Chen Yu. Chen Yue is the incompetent fifth brother of my family. Don't mess with me."

"Oh," Su Wenqing was stunned when she heard this, and coughed awkwardly: "I was shocked by your fifth brother's words just now. Your words have not been appreciated yet. I think it is not only a good place to go together, but also a good one."

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The crowd was silent at first, and then a shocking laughter broke out. Several people seemed to be choking by tea, and kept pounding their chests while laughing wildly. When people in the distance heard the movement here, they came over to inquire and burst into laughter. The laughter spread like ripples.

Chen Yu's face was flushed red, and he stood there in disbelief and looked at Su Wenqing in disbelief. He opened his mouth without making any sound. He clenched his hands tightly into fists, but he did not dare to act rashly after all. He looked at Chen Yue's direction hatefully, and claimed the crime and turned around and left.

Today, he was self-indulgent in front of so many people for a long time. I am afraid that all Hangzhou will spread him as a laughing stock tomorrow. The most hateful thing is that the fifth brother whom he never looked at him in front of him!

Chen Yu felt dizzy and staggered on the way back to his seat. Finally, he walked out of Linhuyuan angrily with the help of a helper.

Xu Ke came to Su Wenqing and smiled and said, "You old guy, why are you trying to make fun of a younger generation?"

Su Wenqing picked up the tea bowl in front of her and took a sip. She found that the tea was cold. She ordered the servants to change the tea for everyone again, and then smiled as if nothing had happened: "You have heard what Ding Ye came over and said just now. Chen Yu is a little bit knowledgeable, but his personality is too arrogant, so it's good to kill him."

Zhou Fu, who was standing beside him, still sternly with his serious face, and said, "I think I am self-righteous and don't know how to beat others up!"

Xu Ke glanced at him and smiled, "I don't know who said that the fish was burnt and couldn't get back to the pot after it was burned? Why are you afraid that someone would miss a rotten fish today?"

Zhou Fuyi glared: "I took a look at it the last time. Did you shake your head when you read the poem he wrote last time?"

"Oh?" Su Wenqing asked in confusion: "You have known Chen Shangwen before?"

Su Wenqing still had a good impression of Chen Yue. When Ding Ye gave up, he roughly explained the cause of writing lyrics. Someone could write such lyrics on the spot. Although it could not be said to be completely consistent, he still amazed the old man who had been dealing with poetry and articles for decades, and inevitably became curious about Chen Yue. Originally, the elders could call their names to their younger generations, but at this time they also used the words "express".

The old men next to him couldn't help but come over to hear the deeds of this young man. Xu Ke told him about his previous experience in Futai Tower. Several people were excited and took out the paper written by Chen Yue and commented on the calligraphy. They couldn't help but exclaim.

The laughter from the audience gradually stopped. Seeing that several people on the stage started to take out paper and comment on their heads, they couldn't help but ask curiously. Su Wenqing stood up with a smile and read out the contents on the paper himself:

"The east wind blooms thousands of flowers at night,

Blow down, the stars are like rain,

BMW carts are full of fragrance.

The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance overnight.

The moths and willows are golden wisps,

The smile is filled with fragrance.

He is searching for him thousands of times,

Looking back suddenly, the man was in the dim lights.”

There were dozens of students close to the audience. After listening, they reacted exactly the same as the original stage. Within a radius of dozens of meters, they were silent. People outside whispered words to the people around them, and then the field was silent...

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Chapter completed!