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saw Ye Wuque suddenly attacking Lan Mingri, the other super geniuses immediately showed a trace of laughter, looking at Lan Mingri sitting at the altar, all watching the show.

Yes!

Just now, Lan Mingri said arrogantly that Ye Wuque was a country bumpkin who could not read. Now he has directly recited a poem that will last forever. Who can't see how talented and amazing he is?

The ancient poem that you, Lan Mingri, just recited is not even qualified to be compared in front of Ye Wuque.

If Ye Wuque is an illiterate country bumpkin, then what kind of person is Lan Mingri?

"A mangy dog ​​that barks everywhere."

Feng Caichen's voice sounded again, as if the last fire was lit, causing the whole banquet hall to burst into laughter again!

This face slap was so fucking loud!

"You! Ye Wuque! You are too arrogant! Yes, this ancient poem is indeed amazing and brilliant, and it is not an exaggeration to praise it as the best poem of all time, but... who can prove that this is really written by you? Did you plagiarize someone else's? Maybe you just took it for yourself! If you are really talented, you have the guts to write another one like this! Humph!"

Huang Ke slammed the table and stood up, with a hint of anger on his scorched face, but he spoke so loudly, and there was a kind of sophistry sneer hidden in the end.

This immediately made the other super geniuses look at Huang Ke with a hint of contempt.

Saying that this best poem of all time is not Ye Wuque's own, but he plagiarized someone else? Do you think

that everyone sitting here is a fool?

If such a brilliant and brilliant poem of all time was really written by someone else, it would have been famous for thousands of years and everyone would know it!

And what's the point of writing another one like this? Do

you think this is cabbage?

No wonder Huang Ke's face was so yellow, I'm afraid his face had been slapped into this state!

Ye Wuque didn't show any anger on his face for Huang Ke's shouting and malicious harassment, and looked at him calmly with his bright eyes.

At this moment, Lan Mingri also slowly stood up and said, "Ye Wuque, although Huang Ke's words were not good, they were not wrong at all. Since you are so talented, you should have more than one such eternal poem. Why not write another one for us to see? Otherwise, it's hard to say whether this eternal poem is yours."

Lan Mingri's words also carried a hint of coldness and unwillingness.

He knew that the poem that Ye Wuque recited was indeed his original work, but the jealousy and unwillingness in his heart prompted him to let Ye Wuque be so arrogant and successful?

So he continued to target Ye Wuque and squeeze him from another angle.

Because Lan Mingri knew that it was a great thing for such a poem to come out by chance, and it was very likely that a person with great talent would only have such an opportunity in his life.

It was impossible for Ye Wuque to come up with another poem in a short time. He just wanted to make things difficult for Ye Wuque and hit his arrogance!

Ye Wuque, holding a wine glass, stared at Huang Ke and Lan Mingri with a calm look, and did not speak, but there was a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth.

"What? You don't dare? Or are you guilty? It seems that this is indeed an ancient poem plagiarized from somewhere, and there is only this one in stock!"

Huang Ke's sneer sounded, as if he had already eaten Ye Wuque. Kuvjiang.com'q first release/

"A yellow-skinned dog, who do you think you are? Barking here, do you have the right to interrupt here? An illiterate country man, it's best to roll aside quietly." Ye Wuque

suddenly spoke with a cold look in his eyes, which immediately made Huang Ke's face furious!

"You..."

But Huang Ke could only utter this one word, because as Ye Wuque said, he was not good at literature. Although he was not illiterate, when someone pointed at him to recite, he hesitated and stammered and finally chose to give up.

Huang Ke was so angry that his face turned red, but he was helpless. Ye Wuque's words were too poisonous.

"Ye Wuque, don't talk about other things. Do you dare or not?"

Lan Mingri stepped forward and spoke in a cold voice with a strong attitude.

"Haha, what a joke, you want me to do it, I will do it. If I can't do it, you can mock and humiliate me. I did it, and you patted your butt and sat down without paying any price. Do you think you are smart or do you think Ye is stupid?"

Ye Wuque asked Lan Mingri in a cold tone.

Lan Mingri's eyes narrowed slowly under his cloak, and he immediately said, "Then what do you want?"

"It's very simple, let's make a bet. If I can do it, you and the yellow dog can each learn to bark three times. How about it, do you dare?"

Ye Wuque's words immediately made Lan Mingri's eyes flash, and he immediately replied, "Why not? If you can't do it, then you kneel in front of me and learn to bark three times!"

"It's a deal, everyone present, the three adults, and Miss Ji are all witnesses!"

Ye Wuque smiled and spoke softly.

"Humph! Ye Wuque, remember that I am talking about the eternal poem with the moon as the theme. Don't just make up one to fool us! Miss Ji is full of talent. She can easily tell whether it is an eternal poem or not! Of course, if the ancient poem doesn't work, the eternal quatrain will also work."

Lan Mingri sneered and spoke. He deliberately emphasized the eight words "eternal poem" and "eternal quatrain", which clearly blocked all the ways for Ye Wuque to cheat.

In his opinion, Ye Wuque was simply asking for humiliation!

How could the eternal masterpiece be recited so casually? Not only could it not be plagiarized, but it had to be produced in a short period of time. Even the great scholars of the time could not do it, let alone a mere Ye Wuque!

Ye Wuque ignored Lan Mingri's words. He walked slowly and lightly towards Ji Yanran. He raised the wine glass in his right hand and held it in front of Ji Yanran. He smiled and said, "Miss Ji, can you pour Ye a glass of beautiful wine?"

Ji Yanran smiled faintly at Ye Wuque's request. A wine pot suddenly appeared in her slender right hand. She poured Ye Wuque a glass of clear wine, and the intoxicating aroma of wine immediately spread.

"Mr. Ye has something to ask for. Yanran is honored. Yanran is here to wait for Mr. Ye's amazing work!"

Ye Wuque held up the fine wine, smiled and thanked Ji Yanran, and asked Ji Yanran to bring the pot of wine over. Then he turned his steps, walked to the window again, raised the wine glass in his hand, as if paying tribute to the bright moon from afar!

The cold moonlight poured down through the window, bathing Ye Wuque's body, and also clearly reflected his shadow on the floor of the banquet hall.

In this way, Ye Wuque seemed to be looking at the bright moon from afar, and did not put down the wine glass, which lasted for dozens of breaths.

At this moment, on the rooftop outside the top window of Qianlong Pavilion, countless crabapple flowers were blooming, gorgeous and fragrant, and the intoxicating sound was blown into the banquet hall with the night wind.

"Ye Wuque! Are you stalling for time? If you can't do it, don't make any moves, you weird imitator..."

Huang Ke's cold voice just sounded, but was covered by a clear, melodious, and infinitely heroic voice!

"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a lover."

"Raise the cup to invite the bright moon, and the shadow and I become three people.

" "The moon doesn't know how to drink, and the shadow only follows me.

" "Temporarily accompany the moon and the shadow, and enjoy the spring.

" "I sing and the moon lingers, and I dance and the shadow is messy.

" "When awake, we enjoy each other, and when drunk, we separate." "     Forever bound by the heartless

journey, longing for each other is far away from the Milky Way." A five-character ancient poem slowly came out from Ye Wuque's mouth, with a heroic tone, an indulgent posture, and a clear and melodious voice that seemed to bring a hint of indulgent madness, gushing out, and as this ancient poem sounded, it rippled the entire banquet hall!     After the poem was finished, Ye Wuque drank the wine in the cup, and then laughed loudly, looking very happy!     The whole banquet hall seemed to be left with only Ye Wuque's heroic and incomparable laughter!     Everyone's face froze!     The three adults' hands holding the wine glasses were also motionless, and their faces stared at Ye Wuque, who was full of passion at the moment, with disbelief on their faces!     Ji Yanran's beautiful eyes were bright, with infinite shock and joy, as if countless stars were twinkling. She looked at Ye Wuque at this moment, and there seemed to be an indescribable shyness in her heart!     And Lan Mingri's body was trembling at this moment, his fists clenched tightly, and his eyes under the cloak were full of shock, anger and disbelief!     "How could it be? This is impossible! How could he have such talent? This!"     The crazy roar resounded in Lan Mingri's heart, he couldn't believe what he saw!     Huang Ke's face was also full of shock and anger. He suddenly shouted loudly: "Impossible! This must be you..."     "Did I plagiarize it? Well, hold up your dog ears and listen to me!"     Ye Wuque turned around suddenly. At this moment, his expression was frivolous and heroic, but his bright eyes were flashing with coldness, like a knife or a sword, staring at Huang Ke! Search "Cool Craftsman Network" on WeChat, follow the name of the work, and read the full text of the genuine version for free! Update the fastest!