It was like a trembling string that was suddenly pressed down by someone. The people in the field, which had just rippled, calmed down when they heard Luo Liang's words.

Cheng Li looked at Chen Yue in surprise, frowned again after a moment of silence, opened his mouth, but in the end he still didn't say anything. He had already felt something was wrong, but the lyrics were good words after all. He had just been compared by Chen Yue the day before yesterday, and now he was jealous. He sighed and looked out the window.

Seeing his reaction, Chen Yue guessed that he might have noticed it, and couldn't help but shake his head. He was considering this at the beginning and asked Luo Liang and others to keep it secret. Now he still can't escape the eyes of others.

After Cheng Li, Zheng An also realized that he had the deepest grudges with Chen Yue. The higher the reputation of Chen Yue, the more he was under, the more pressure he was under. When he heard this poem, he was so shocked that he almost said he was not tired of it, and his lips couldn't help but tremble. When this poem was spread today, I am afraid that even if he could not compare the poem he was most proud of with the other party.

But soon, Zheng An, who was already thinking about finding fault, released the animals without warning and laughed. The sudden laughter broke the quiet atmosphere of the scene and attracted everyone to look at him, but he didn't care at all.

Tangyuhu quietly pulled his sleeve: "What happened to Youchang?"

Zheng An was in a good mood, very good. The depression he had been in the past few days and the pressure that he almost couldn't breathe just now was gone at this time. He only felt like he was sure to win. He ignored Tangyu Lake's concern and pointed at Chen Yue to ask, but there was a flamboyant smile on his face.

"Chen Yue, you dare to say that your poems were not copied!"

Before Chen Yue could answer, Zheng An turned to everyone and said, "'The homeland is wandering, and you should laugh at me for being passionate, and you will have a beautiful hair. Life is like a dream, and you will be scattered with the moon in the river." Haha, it's such a good word, but I don't know where Chen Shangwen came from and where the beautiful hair came from?"

Wow... Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all reacted and looked at Chen Yue in surprise.

Yes, a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, where did he get such a vicissitudes of mind? His hair was covered with black and shiny hair, and how could he have a trace of white hair?

Tangyu Lake didn't expect this floor to be broken by Zheng An at this moment, and immediately understood that his lyrics on the day of Lantern Festival were also one of the three articles taken by Cheng Bolun to the West Lake Literature Association. It was ruined by Chen Yue's poem "The Qingyu Case". He had long been resentful to Chen Yue for a long time. Now that he saw that the other party showed flaws, he naturally wanted to hit the snake and go with the stick.

"Hmph, Chen Shangwen, you wrote a good word. It seems that I have been waiting for decades of experience. No wonder I took such extraordinary actions."

Although his words praised Chen Yue's poems he had previously produced very well, everyone present could hear that he was saying that Chen Yue had copied the poems and didn't know how to see his weight.

When the other Wushan students saw that they could finally avenge their previous shame, how could they not be excited? They also shouted,

"Chen Shangwen, you don't know who you are? Haha, you have a haircut early, what a haircut early."

"Tsk tsk, people's lives are like dreams, how can we compare with him?"

"I said how he, a playboy who only knows how to suddenly become a talented man, and he also thinks that he is talented and can also learn the way of literary talent through fun."

"Haha, this guy has lived half a lifetime more than us, so he naturally realized it."

Several students laughed at each other as they said something.

Sure enough, Chen Yue said in his heart, and he was thinking about how to deal with it before. At this time, he heard them say "Living for half a lifetime", and he felt a little touched in his heart. After all, he was a human being for two lives. The memories of the previous life that were gradually forgotten were reeled, but now is not the time to feel sad.

After rectifying his thoughts, Chen Yue ignored the mockery and insults behind him and walked to the window to brew his emotions. Outside the window was the wide surface of Qiantang River, but there was a little "the river goes east". He pondered for a moment, turned around and asked a question.

"Have you ever died?"

The messy scene suddenly stopped, and everyone looked at each other, wondering what his words meant.

"Have you ever died?"

Chen Yue asked again, this time he asked Zheng An.

Zheng An looked around and he was a little confused about what Chen Yue sold, but he just felt that Chen Yue was just struggling to death.

"I still have to ask this? I have never died, otherwise how could I stand here."

Chen Yue nodded, his eyes still fixed on him.

"But I've died once."

This sentence is equivalent to a fantasy, but to him, it is unrest.

Everyone present was shocked and didn't understand why he said such words, and they all looked at him waiting for him.

Zheng An was a little furrowed by Chen Yue's eyes and couldn't help but take a step back: "What do you mean? The lyrics say that he had already given birth to Huafa, and now he said he had died once again. Could it be that he had hysteria?"

Chen Yue shook his head, turned his eyes around, and finally returned to Zheng An: "Do you know what you feel after death? His mind is blurred, and he feels like he is in nothingness. The past scenes turn into pictures, flashing like a flash of white horses, and it feels like a change of life. One glance is ten thousand years, and life is like a heavy life."

After a pause, Chen Yue wanted to scan the expressions of the people around him, quite satisfied with the effect of these words, and quickly organized new words in his mind.

"Even if my hair is on my head, how can my heart be gray!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment. No one had experienced life and death personally, and could not judge the truth or falsehood of what he said.

Tangyuhu interrupted: "You are standing in front of us now, and you are still talking about life and death. Do you really think that we are a foolish man and woman who are so teased?"

All the students in Wushan also scolded each other.

Chen Yue sighed in his heart, just to elicit this sentence, he really wanted to do whatever he wanted. This person is really talented in supporting the role, and it would be a pity not to speak crosstalk.

Taking a deep breath, he took a few steps forward, and the sunlight that was originally blocked by him was vented in, which made everyone turn their heads slightly.

Chen Yue suddenly looked up and stared at Zheng An and said:

"A month ago, in Donghua Temple, Zheng An and Zheng Youchang said what you have done by yourself!"

Everyone was uproaring. Chen Yue's implication was that Zheng An had put him in the forefront of his life and death. A few days ago, many people heard about Chen Yue teasing Zheng An in Futai Tower. Among them, he had heard of Zheng An's "initiation of the incense burner". He thought he was just a casual remark that he was fighting for his will, but now it doesn't seem like that.

He said twice that Zheng An was hurting others, but this time he said so seriously that he would never be without evidence.

After a while of noisy, the venue gradually became quiet again. Everyone turned their eyes to Zheng An, wanting to see what he had to say.

A group of Wushan students moved quietly to the side and left Zheng An for a distance. After all, the Chen family is also a big official. If they do this, no one will predict the consequences. This is definitely different from the confrontation just now. The deliberate hurting of others is a crime in such a family, and no one wants to be implicated.

After a few words, Chen Yue slightly disintegrated the opponent's front. He let out a gentle sigh. Zheng An should have a headache next time.

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