"Beep! Congratulations to host 'Chen Lin' for successfully acting tough. The reward is 20 Acting Tough Points!”
"Beep! Congratulations to host 'Chen Lin' for successfully acting tough. The reward is 30 Acting Tough Points!”
"Beep! Congratulations to host 'Chen Lin' for successfully acting tough. The reward is 30 Acting Tough Points!”
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Immediately, a series of system notifications sounded in Chen Lin's mind.
Enjoying the pleasure of the increase in Acting Tough Points, Chen Lin sighed."Madam Ling, the quality of the questions just now was really not good. You can look for me at the next banquet to help you with the questions.”
"That's all because young master is talented and has an outstanding mind." Madam Ling admired Chen Lin even more. She signaled the errand boy to open a brocade box at the side and took out a golden token inlaid with silver jade."This year's White Banquet's question king is the handsome Young Master Wolf.”
Chen Lin held the heavy token that symbolized his status as the King of Questions. He looked around at the envious people around him and suddenly said in a lonely voice,"I ask you how many worries you can have, just like being invincible and empty without an opponent.”
Everyone's faces were stiff as they stared at him in a daze, unable to come back to their senses for a long time!
Oh my god, how narcissistic must this person be to say such shameless words?
This kind of person actually became the king of questions. Was there any justice in this world?
However, the poem he said seemed to be of some standard, and its artistic conception was quite extraordinary.
Madam Ling couldn't help but let out a peal of silvery laughter and said half-truthfully,"What a good question. How much worry can you have? Apart from answering questions, I didn't expect you to be so proficient in poetry.”
Seeing that she never liked to be too close to others... The secret Madam Ling repeatedly expressed her affection towards Chen Lin. The Poet Saint Wen Tailang could no longer hold it in and stood up,""Madam Ling, it should be time for the exchange of poems, right?"
Madam Ling slightly collected herself and said with a smile,"Indeed. Young Master Wen, you must broaden my horizons. I have long wanted to witness the shocking talent of the Sage of Poets.”
"Furen is too kind." Wen Tailang gracefully fanned the fan in his hand and said,"This one is not talented. I just had an inspiration and wanted to compose a poem within ten breaths to give to Furen for her appreciation.”
After he finished speaking, he shot Chen Lin a cold glance. Don't think that you're so great just because you got the title of King of Questions. The answer just now was just the opening ceremony of this banquet.
The real show of the White Banquet is the poetry competition. I will let you know what true strength is.
Wen Tai's Wolf Power wanted to vent all the dissatisfaction in his heart in the following time and trample Chen Lin's light under his feet.
There were many talented scholars who had been angered to death by Chen Lin earlier who had the same thoughts.
When Madam Ling heard that Wen Tailang was going to improvise a poem and gift it to her within ten breaths, she was filled with anticipation and said happily,""I've admired Young Master Wen's poems for a long time. I didn't expect to have such an honor today.”
The people present couldn't help but be in a commotion.
"Oh my god, the Poet Saint Wen is going to write a poem.”
"Wow, I heard that this Wen Tailang can often compose a poem in ten breaths. This is going to be an eye-opener for me.”
Everyone was filled with anticipation for Wen Tailang's poem, and their gazes were fixed on Wen Tailang.
Wen Tailang took a deep breath and closed his eyes. The entire hall fell silent.
After ten breaths, Wen Tailang opened his eyes and revealed an extremely confident light. He said,"Beautiful women rise to the palace with tears,
Tonight the frosty moon remains in the air.
Tears flow in rows, only sorrow of parting,
I look at the frosty moon alone and drink in a lonely boat.
I want to call for the beauty to return,
but the beauty has already returned with the wind.
The fine dust is long and the wind is boundless,
I only weep for the beauty in vain."
After he finished reading the poem, everyone's expression changed from anticipation to shock.
"Good poem, really good poem!"
"Heavens, in just ten breaths of time, he can actually compose such a poetic poem.”
"That's right, this is an eight-line seven-character poem. It's too difficult.”
"As expected of the Sage of Poets. His talent is too amazing.”
The people present all gave out praises. This poem expressed his love for the beautiful woman with deep affection. Every word and sentence was cleverly connected. Although the whole poem did not reach the level of a classic, it was improvised in ten breaths. This was really amazing.
After Madam Ling heard this, her heartbeat sped up, and her face lit up. She was also stunned by Wen Tailang's talent.
When Wen Tailang saw everyone's reaction, he felt even more proud. He held his head high and puffed out his chest, accepting everyone's praise in high spirits.
"Puchi!"
Suddenly, a burst of laughter rang out in the hall. As this laughter was really too unconventional, everyone's thoughts were instantly interrupted and they could not help but look in the direction of the sound.
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F * ck! Why is it you again, big brother!
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