Zuan laughed and said, "If I make another one and you guys cause trouble again, wouldn't I be driven crazy?"
Seeing that he seemed to have been provoked, Yi Zhibing was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "If you can write a poem of similar quality to the one you just wrote, we will be completely convinced and will not say anything more."
Yu Nan's expression changed. He couldn't sit still any longer and immediately added, "However, we have to compose a poem on the spot."
He worried that the other party had obtained more than one poem from the mysterious, dying scholar in the dilapidated temple, so he first specified a topic. That way, even if the other party had obtained one or two more good poems, it was impossible for them to happen to match the topic, so it would still be useless.
Pei You became anxious: "You're deliberately making things difficult for me!"
Zuan raised his hand to stop him: "It's alright, come up with whatever topic you want."
In my past life, I read those online novels and was so envious of the male protagonists who recited poems and showed off. Unfortunately, I never had the chance to do it myself. I can't just grab anyone off the street and start reciting poetry.
Since so many people are rushing to join us today, we should seize this opportunity.
However, these words caused an uproar among those around them, with many secretly condemning them as arrogant.
It's important to understand that poets all have their own areas of expertise. They may write very well in one area, but be much worse in another.
So now Zu'an says the topic is arbitrary, doesn't that mean he's achieved perfection in every field? Is he confident he can write a timeless masterpiece on the spot?
A smile appeared on the face of the mysterious woman upstairs: "This guy's boldness is quite like that of our people."
The maid standing nearby pouted, "I think he's just bragging. Let's see how he gets out of this mess."
Nanxun looked worried and said in a low voice, "Young Master seems very confident?"
“Of course,” Zu An said proudly, lounging in his chair and holding a wine jug. “All the talent in the world is worth one bushel, of which I, Zu, possess eight bushels, and the rest of the others share two bushels.”
A man who isn't flamboyant in his youth is wasting his life. If you're going to act, then act big!
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Today, the two chapters have been combined.
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