[Holy crap, I was so nervous! I was really worried that Mr. Xu wouldn't be able to answer correctly, which would have been awkward.]
[Indeed, thankfully Mr. Xu is quite capable; the quality of this poem is no worse than the other party's...]
[He didn't let us down at the crucial moment; Mr. Xu truly lives up to his reputation and is still trustworthy.]
[Hahaha, I just saw those people from the Modern Poetry Association, they all looked completely dumbfounded.]
...
Just like the fans, Dilraba herself was also relieved.
She was worried that Xu Lu would kneel down, but thankfully that didn't happen.
Dilraba couldn't help but mutter to herself:
"Xu Lu is quite capable, I really didn't expect that. I was so worried about him just now."
But this is only the first move; who knows how many more moves that Qinglian Hermit will unleash?
...
On the other side, Zhang Xi, a bystander, looked at his friend with a strange expression.
He suddenly spoke:
"So... Lao Shen, do you feel lucky or unlucky right now?"
Hearing this, Shen Zizhen was almost furious.
He gave her a look that said, "What do you think?"
But in reality, he really couldn't explain his current state of mind.
Having only seen Qinglian Jushi's poems before, he felt that he was living in the same era as a genius.
But when I saw the poem by director Xu Lu again, I realized that there was more than one genius.
So now the question is...
In an era where gods are fighting, are ordinary people lucky or unlucky?
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