Chapter 125 This Hate Is Endless

Others are still thinking, and Ye Tianyi is already writing and writing, which makes those strong people curious, and Liu Qingyu is even more curious!

Did he rely on someone else to write it in advance?

Possibly, but she really hoped not, because she admired that word! Very well written!

I really wanted to go down and see what he wrote and why he wrote so much, but she held back!

Qin Chao and Lin Changtian, including He Changyu, occasionally glanced at Ye Tianyi.

"Hmph, still pretending to think that you can make everyone think that you are working hard if you keep writing?"

He Changyu sneered in his heart.

Within fifteen minutes, everyone handed in their poems one after another, and the eight people also read them one after another. Some of them were well written, but obviously everyone was curious about Ye Tianyi.

"Ye Tianyi, fifteen minutes have passed, haven't you finished writing yet?"

Zhuge Feng looked at Ye Tianyi and said.

"Right now, give me another minute." Ye Tianyi said.

"Heh, Young Master Ye thinks that it took us a long time to make us think that your writing is very good and serious, right?"

He Changyu said.

Ye Tianyi ignored it, wrote the last word, and took a deep breath.

Heck, I almost didn't memorize it.

"All right!"

Then Ye Tianyi gave Zhuge Feng what he had written.

The first thing Zhuge Feng saw was a frown, and everyone was overjoyed when they saw his frown!

Really badly written!

And the reason why Zhuge Feng's brows are wrinkled is... This word is too ugly! Also, there was too much writing. He subconsciously thought that Ye Tianyi was writing so much on purpose to confuse the public and make them feel that writing more is good?

But as he looked at it carefully, the frowning brows gradually stretched out, and then slowly revealed expressions of surprise, shock, and inconceivable.

Everyone was quietly observing Zhuge Feng's expression, and they were puzzled when they found his change.

"This……"

When Zhuge Feng read it, he only said one word...

"Senior Zhuge, how is it?"

The Snow King asked.

"You'll know just by looking at it."

Zhuge Feng did not comment, which made everyone even more curious.

Then Zhuge Feng tried his best to suppress his surprise and passed it on to the Snow King, whose expression changes were exactly the same as that of Zhuge Feng.

"Come and see."

Afterwards, Liu Qingyu and others looked at the poems written by Ye Tianyi together.

"Several seniors, how are you?"

He Changyu asked impatiently.

What the hell are they selling?

"Miss Liu, please write this poem on it for everyone to see."

Zhuge Feng said to Liu Qing.

Liu Qingyu nodded slightly and stood up. She didn't even stumble for a moment, but luckily the Snow King supported her.

"I'm sorry, I... I've lost my way."

Liu Qingyu bowed slightly, and then she wrote the whole song on it!

After reading each sentence, everyone was completely shocked in place.

"Hey... I haven't been moved by a poem for a long time."

Duke Huangfu sighed and said.

Liu Qingyu turned around and said apologetically, "I'm really sorry, this poem is too graphic, it's the most graphic poem that Qingyu has ever seen, it's like... see After a movie, I told a sad story in its entirety, so I..."

When a poem can make a person emotional, how strong is that?

This poem is of course strong, at least the one with the strongest sense of picture in Ye Tianyi's eyes, and it is said that the creation time of this poem is calculated by year!

People who may not understand it will never understand it, but those who understand poetry, especially Liu Qingyu, who is a girl, when she wrote this poem, seemed to have written the lives of two people, as if she had finished reading a paragraph. The movie...a tragic movie.

Shi Jiayi and Bai Hanxue were silently reciting this poem, their expressions gradually shocked...

The others are almost the same as them.

"Everyone, I said that this poem has been passed down through the ages, is it not too much?"

Zhuge Feng said a word.

"Looking back and smiling Bai Meisheng, Liu Gong Fen Dai has no color."

"In the sky, I wish to be a winged bird, in the earth, I wish to be a connected branch, forever and ever, and this hatred will never end..."

Several masters muttered.

The Snow King stood up and praised in seconds: "It's a good one who looks back and smiles, and the six palaces have no color, and a good one is willing to be a winged bird in the sky, and a good one on earth. There is no deadline!" Then he looked at Ye Tianyi and said, "Ye Tianyi, this king sincerely invites you to become the youngest general Wen of my Wind and Snow Empire, are you willing?"

wow——

Hearing the words of the Snow King, everyone's eyes widened!

What does this general mean? It represents the most talented position in an imperial palace, and its position is as high as that of an imperial general! Is this more than a rise in prosperity? It's almost reached its peak! And this is General Wen of the top empire! For such a position, the emperors of the Tianshui Empire must be respectful when they come to the Tianshui Empire.

"Uh—" Ye Tianyi touched the tip of his nose, then shook his head: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your appreciation, but I have no idea in this regard, sorry."

He really doesn't have it. How comfortable is it to eat, drink and play with beautiful girls every day? What do you want power for? Just have the strength.

Hearing Ye Tianyi's words, everyone's eyes widened again, he... he refused?

Qin Chao and Lin Changtian clenched their fists!

Why? What they desperately wanted to get, but Ye Tianyi refused? why! Why in the end!

"That's too bad."

The Snow King sighed.

Liu Qingyu stood up and looked at Ye Tianyi, her beautiful eyes were still a little red.

"Young Master Ye, I like this poem very much. The story in it is very poignant and beautiful, and the picture is the strongest poem the little girl has ever seen. However, Young Master Ye has not nominated this poem yet. I don't know the title of this poem..."

Ye Tianyi said, "Song of Eternal Regret."

"Song of Eternal Regret..."

Liu Qingyu murmured.

"Song of Eternal Sorrow... What a Song of Eternal Sorrow! This resentment will never end!"

Zhuge Feng praised again and again!

"Thank you Young Master Ye for letting the little girl see such a beautiful poem and poem today." Liu Qingyu bowed slightly!

"OK!"

Zhuge Feng walked down and kept patting Ye Tianyi's shoulder, which was enough to show how much he liked Ye Tianyi. Only people who really love poetry would be so excited.

"Which of you have any objections now?"

Zhuge Feng asked.

He Changyu gritted his teeth and walked out again.

He is not reconciled!

Because he doesn't need anything from them, he's not afraid to stand out, but he doesn't want to believe that this was written by Ye Tianyi, and he doesn't want to see Ye Tianyi become the focus of all! He is not reconciled! !

"The younger generation just did a calculation. This poem has 840 crosses. I wrote 840 crosses in 15 minutes. Let alone improvisation, it is not so easy to memorize and write! There is a poem that has been passed down through the ages. Don't senior Zhuge doubt it? Is this really something that one person can accomplish? Thinking, thinking, and writing down, fifteen minutes, eight hundred and forty crosses, is this possible? "

He Changyu gritted his teeth and said.

Not reconciled, extremely reconciled! Although he may attract the hostility of many people, he believes that more people are as unwilling as him!