Su Jingxuan stared at the poem in front of him angrily and said through gritted teeth.
"I refuse to accept this!"
"In this poetry competition, the poems are all drawn at the last minute. Not just any random poem will do!”
"I don't know when you wrote this poem. It doesn't count here!”
"Unless you can write a poem related to 'Bright Moon' on the spot, then you win!”
......
When everyone heard Su Jingxuan's words, they immediately looked at him with some disdain.
The talented scholars and women who had admired Su Jingxuan's talent had changed their views on him.
She did not expect him to say such words!
"This Su Jingxuan is clearly a sore loser!”
"The poem written by this young master is enough to prove that his talent is definitely above Su Jingxuan!”
"So what if Su Jingxuan won the poetry competition? Isn't it just embarrassing?"
"I didn't expect Su Jingxuan to be such a person. I really overestimated him in the past.”
"You can't know a person's heart by their appearance. Su Jingxuan is just like that.”
"Su Jingxuan is still too concerned about fame and fortune. Perhaps this is all he has achieved and it will be difficult for him to improve further.”
"Regardless of whether this young master is able to write a poem about 'Bright Moon', I admire his talent!”
"Indeed. Although this young master is somewhat arrogant, his talent does indeed qualify him to be arrogant!”
......
The surrounding scholars and talented women were discussing animatedly. Although they were whispering, Su Jingxuan could naturally hear them from such a close distance.
Su Jingxuan's face had become extremely ugly. At this moment, he had already decided to go all out and could only bear with it and argue with Li Chengqian to the end.
Seeing this, Li Chengqian calmly glanced at Su Jingxuan and the corners of his mouth curled up.
"Who said I only know this poem?”
"Isn't it just writing a poem about the 'bright moon' at the last minute? What's so difficult about that…"
After saying that, Li Chengqian picked up the ink pen again. Without any pause, he began to write on the white paper…
The surrounding people could not help but suck in a breath of cold air, looking at Li Chengqian in shock.
Even Su Jingxuan looked at Li Chengqian in horror. His heart seemed to have stopped beating at this moment.
"Why is this... Maybe?"
"He actually thought of a poem so quickly?”
"Is it a coincidence?"
"I have never heard of this poem before.”
"I also... This was indeed a brand new poem!”
"This is too shocking. How did he do it?”
"Why haven't I seen this student before?”
"Such a person should not be unknown…"
......
Under the shocked gazes of the scholars and talented women, Li Chengqian once again wrote a new poem at an extremely fast speed!
The moment Li Chengqian put away his brush, a scholar at the back of the queue asked anxiously.
"If there are any brothers who can see it clearly, help me read it out…"
At this moment, everyone came back to their senses.
A scholar recited.
"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date.”
"Raise your cup to invite the bright moon, and face the shadow to become three people.”
"Since the moon does not drink, the shadow follows me.”
"For the time being, with the moon's shadow, we must enjoy ourselves until spring.”
"I sing the moon, I dance the shadows.”
"We make love together when we're awake, but separate when we're drunk.”
"Forever tied to the merciless tour, looking forward to the distant clouds.”
As the last line of the poem fell, everyone fell silent again!
Everyone was savoring this poem. Every line of the poem caused the hearts of the scholars and talented women present to be in turmoil.
This poem stunned everyone present!
Compared to the limerick that Li Chengqian had composed previously, the standard had increased by dozens of times!
Drinking Alone Under the Moon could be said to be the best of Li Taibai's many poems. Using this poem to slap an ordinary student was indeed a waste of talent.
It was normal for the scholars and beauties present to be so shocked!
After all, the standard of this poem had already surpassed their understanding.
This poem did not mention loneliness at all, but it described the taste of loneliness, making people feel sad and lonely, cold and desolate.
"This poem can be said to be a masterpiece!”
"Who can compete with this poem?"
"Su Jingxuan is really overestimating himself!”
"I didn't expect to be fortunate enough to see such a poem today!”
"I didn't expect that there would be such a talented person in Chang 'an!”
"In the entire literary world, there are not many people who can write a poem of such standard!”
......
Wei Zheng was also dumbfounded at this moment. He looked at Li Chengqian with his mouth agape, his head buzzing.
Just based on Li Chengqian's talent in poetry, it would be an easy task for him to enter the imperial examination.
Wei Zheng had never thought that Li Chengqian could actually write such a dazzling poem. Even he could not do it.
Just this poem alone was enough to leave a good reputation in the literary world!
And he was still so young!
Xu Hui, who was in the crowd, was also looking at Li Chengqian in a daze at this moment. This poem echoed in her mind, as if she had experienced that kind of loneliness.
He couldn't help but feel sorry for Li Chengqian. What exactly had he experienced to write such a poem?
Every poem was the author's inner monologue. It was normal for Xu Hui to think so.
Everyone present gradually came to their senses and looked at Li Chengqian with only admiration!
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