296 You Are the One Who Wins 3

They all widened their eyes, their faces pale.

"How is this possible? How is it possible?"

"That's it, how could this be a poem written by that woman?"

Guo Bin was even more shocked.

This poem is a thousand times better than my own!

Not a class at all!

If you compare her to a beautiful woman in a country of beauty.

Then, at most, you are a firewood girl!

If the level of Ye Qingli's poem is similar to her own.

Then he can still speak ill of his conscience by virtue of his reputation as a genius.

But as long as anyone with long eyes can see it, this is not a gap at all!

Moreover, there are two fair old gentlemen to judge.

He can't say it at all!

He knew that he lost this game, and he lost very badly!

He was completely defeated in front of Ye Qingli!

There is no chance of fighting back at all!

Since ancient times, there has been no one in literature and no second in martial arts.

That is to say, no matter how good or bad the article is written, there will always be some people who like it. It is very difficult to distinguish between the high and the low, unless the gap is too large, and the discerning person can see it.

But today, Ye Qingli did it.

She wrote a poem that shocked all the students in Fengyi City!

In front of her, the most famous genius Guo of the Hanlin Academy has no power to fight back!

Chu Tiange knew nothing about poetry.

But when she saw the reactions of those people, she also guessed a few points, and she said in disbelief, "Could it be that Qingli won?"

It was the same old pedant just now, shaking his head and said, "That's right. The poems written by this girl are full of emotions and deep feelings. She wrote this beautiful scenery in concise and subtle words, with a high bearing and a grand realm. , and the "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" really can be said to be two jades with the same brilliance and complement each other. It's a wonderful poem."

The people next to him responded.

"Yes, the old man has lived for so many years, and he has never heard such a good poem."

"Chao Wendao, Xi can die!"

Chu Tiange laughed, and she slapped the table heavily.

"Little Er, come here! All the people who drink in your store today are mine!"

"Humph!" She turned her head and glanced, "Except those poor ones!"

Dare to underestimate her friend?

Look for death!

Stared at by her, the scholars subconsciously shrank their heads.

Someone has shouted out loud.

"Isn't it just winning one game, what kind of skill? We agreed, but two wins in three games!"

"That's right, I made a good poem by mistake, what's there to be proud of. Two wins out of three games, it's the real kung fu who competes!"

"That's right, Brother Guo, hurry up and show her the power of the Hanlin Academy!"

Guo Bin was called by them, and his self-confidence also rose a bit.

That's right, maybe she just read some good poems before, what is a win?

What you have, you can really learn!

It's not a trick!

To say that Ye Qingli can overwhelm herself with her true abilities? Then he doesn't believe anything!

He puffed out his chest.

"Two old gentlemen, please read the following two poems."

The two old gentlemen shook their heads and sighed.

"I don't think the following poems need to be read anymore."

He held the paper in his hand.

"After reading this poem, the old man realized that all the previous poems were learned in vain. In the future, I will not dare to write poems again!"

"what?"

Guo Bin was taken aback.

He even thought he had heard it wrong.

These two old gentlemen, aren't the nurses invited by Ye Qingli?