Chapter 2790 Don't Believe It? Then Hit Them with Poetry...

Chapter 2790 Don't believe it? Then hit them with poetry!

The situation is so bad, how come this young master Xue doesn't even look anxious, and even thinks it's nothing to worry about?

Xue An shrugged, "Yeah, it's really not a big deal, because I copied those eleven poems in the first place!"

As soon as this remark came out, the entire audience was dumbfounded.

Fu Yuanfeng, Zhuang Manning and the others looked at Xue An in astonishment.

Xu Lingan almost choked on his own saliva, and asked in a changed tone: "What did you say?"

Xue An said casually: "I said that I copied those eleven poems!"

"Which book did you copy from?" Xu Lingan asked immediately.

"Well... I copied it from a book called Three Hundred Tang Poems."

Three Hundred Tang Poems?

Xu Ling'an, Fu Yuanfeng, Zhuang Manning and others who were present all looked at each other, and they all saw the doubt in each other's eyes.

This is the first time they have heard the name.

"Who made this 300 Tang poems? When was it written?" Xu Ling'an asked persistently.

"Who did it...." Xue An scratched his head, "There are too many authors, some of them can't remember clearly! As for the year it was written, it was probably from 618 to 907 AD, and it took a full 289 years as long as!"

After finishing speaking, Xue An smiled slightly at Xu Lingan and the others, "Do you understand?"

Of course Xu Ling'an and the others didn't understand. They saw them sitting on the chairs with bewildered faces, complaining wildly in their hearts.

What is this all about!

What is it that you can't remember the author, and what the hell is the string of numbers and years behind it?

Who can write a book that can write two hundred and eighty-nine years?

Xu Ling'an said dumbfoundedly: "My lord, let's not make jokes, shall we?"

Fu Yuanfeng also said: "Yes, my lord, this matter is of great importance, even related to the literary prestige of our Ling'an domain,

Don't play tricks! "

Seeing Xu Ling'an, Fu Yuanfeng and the others with serious faces, Xue An sighed softly, "What I said is obviously true, why don't you believe it?"

Everyone was speechless.

On the contrary, Zhuang Manning suddenly let out a long sigh at this moment.

"I understand, the young master must be disdainful to explain to those young people, that's why he made up this set of excuses, right?"

Xue An was slightly startled, and looked at Zhuang Manning in amazement.

And his expression further confirmed Zhuang Manning's conjecture.

She said excitedly: "Young Master's temperament is noble and pure, just like the high clouds in the sky, so naturally he doesn't bother to spend much time talking with those scumbags. The so-called pure is pure and turbid, and the realm of the young master is indeed much higher than mine!"

After finishing speaking, Zhuang Manning got up and left his seat, and gave Xue An a deep bow.

And her words also awakened Xu Lingan, Fu Yuanfeng and the others. They all acted as if they had suddenly realized, and then got up one after another and saluted Xue An.

"My son is very wise!"

Facing the behavior of these people, Xue An couldn't laugh or cry. Looking at Zhuang Manning standing in the front, there was only one thought in his mind.

Women... are indeed a kind of creature who is good at self-brain supplementation and self-moving!

"Okay, let's all get up!" Xue An said lightly.

He didn't bother to explain anything.

Anyway, no matter how you explain it, these people won't believe it, so just let them go!

Only then did Xu Ling'an, Fu Yuanfeng and the others stand up and return to their seats.

Only this Zhuang Manning didn't move. Instead, he raised his head and looked at Xue An with burning eyes.

"Is there anything else you need?" Xue An slightly raised his eyebrows.

He was really afraid of this kind of woman who is good at self-imagining.

Zhuang Manning took a deep breath, and said slowly: "I have nothing else to do, I just want to persuade you, although you have a noble temperament and don't want to explain it to vulgar people, but now this matter is not only related to you, It is closely related to the tens of thousands of students in Ling'an District!"

"If you are really successfully slandered by those vulgar things, it will be a huge damage to the cultural fortune of the entire Ling'an Region!"

"Oh? Is it that serious?" Xue An asked back.

"That's right, after all, after this Ling'an Cultural Conference, you are already the leading figure in the entire Ling'an area's literary world. If you fall, it will not only damage the Ling'an area's cultural fortune, but also tens of thousands of people. Wan Xuezi's faith, by that time, I don't know how many students will be wasted because of it!" Zhuang Manning said with a heavy tone.

"That's right! Junior Sister Zhuang is right, even if it's for the tens of millions of students in Ling'an Region, you can't fall down easily!" Fu Yuanfeng stood up again and saluted.

Xue An fell into silence.

To be honest, he really didn't care about fame.

He came to this world to find the guy who changed the timeline of the heavens.

The rest is just a matter of convenience.

That's why he straightforwardly admitted that all the poems he made came from Tang poetry in China.

But who would have thought that this matter would involve the cultural movement of the entire Ling'an Region.

If those students were really punished because of themselves, that would be an unwarranted disaster.

Thinking of this, Xue An nodded, "Forget it, since that's the case, I'll just explain it to them then!"

Xu Lingan shook his head, "It's useless to explain. At this time, Zhongyu has formed a certain consensus with the help of caring people. Even if you explain to them, they won't believe it!"

"Damn it, these fellows in Zhongyu are really disgusting. They just can't understand that our small and remote place can produce such a great talent, so they maliciously slander it!" Bao Luo from Yunjing City suddenly hated road.

"That's right, they are just jealous! But the problem is that now the right to speak is in their hands, and we can't do anything about it!" Fu Yuanfeng smiled wryly, obviously aware of this situation but helpless.

Everyone fell into silence.

Everyone's face is not good-looking.

At this moment, Xue An said calmly: "Actually, there is no other way!"

"Oh? What way?" Everyone's eyes lit up, and they all asked.

Xue An stretched out his slender fingers like bamboo shoots to gently turn the wine cup on the table.

"Since they don't believe that I wrote these eleven poems, then I will write eleven more poems according to their rules in front of them, won't it be over?"

Everyone's eyes widened.

Xue An went on to say: "Let them choose the topic, and then I will compose the poem under their supervision. They can't say it's plagiarism!"

Xue An blinked, "What do you all think?"

Before Fu Yuanfeng and the others could speak, Zhuang Manning was the first to shout.

Seeing her blushing with excitement, "Good idea, this will not only prove your talent, but also wipe out the previous rumors of plagiarism. It can be called a coup that kills two birds with one stone!"

"That's good, it's just that the risk is too great?" Xu Ling'an hesitated.

After all, this is going to other people's territory to do things according to their rules, and if something goes wrong, all previous efforts will be wasted.

Xue An just smiled lightly at this.

"Don't worry, since I dare to say that, it proves that I have full confidence. It just so happens that the general essay meeting will be held soon. Don't they not believe it? Then I will be in front of everyone in the world..."

Xue An drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and said with a knife-like gaze, "Hit them with poetry!"