Divine Genius Healer, Abandoned Woman: Demonic Tyrant in Love with a Mad Little Consort

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The dialogue between the two of them, everyone has no accidents.

In their opinion, this is not the way it is!

Even if Ye Qingli can write two poems, how can he compare with Guo Dacai?

Two people are basically a star, a moon.

Not a level!

Someone couldn't help but shouted.

"Old gentleman, let's announce the results soon!"

"Yeah, don't hang on everyone's appetite!"

Mr. Ni Lao smiled and said: "The old man will first read Guo Gongzi's poems, and ask the kings to comment."

He picked up a piece of paper and read it out loud.

This is based on the names of the two boxes, making a seven-law.

The poem written by Guo Bin has a beautiful literary remark, and ingeniously integrates the name of the room into the whole poem, and the artistic conception is integrated into one, which is natural.

After reading a few words, the audience began to admire.

After the completion of the reading, it is everyone's collective applause.

"It is the first talent of my Hanlin Academy!"

"That is, in such a short period of time, it can be written in such a good sentence, and it can be compared with Cao Zhi Caozijian who is a seven-step poem!"

"You see, the two gentlemen don't even bother with her poems, so what is the standard!"

"What is more than trying, Guo brother has already won!"

"Let her hurry to jump to the river! Hahaha, go home and go home!"

Surrounded by the hustle and bustle, the two old gentlemen smiled and were unmoved.

"Duan brother, this poem, or you come to read it."

Mr. Duan Lao smiled and said: "The foolish brother will be more and more."

He took the piece of paper and sighed: "I can read such a good poem. I feel that I used to live in the past. Unfortunately, there is no wine here. Otherwise, if you see such a good sentence, you should be a big white."

"Ok?"

It seems a bit wrong for everyone to listen to what he said.

Could it be said that the legendary waste really wrote something moving?

How can this be?

I must have heard it wrong just now!

Well, it must be!

Perhaps, the two old gentlemen said to comfort her.

When you read it out, everyone naturally knows that it is good or bad.

Guo Bin shook the folding fan and was not worried at all.

In his opinion, what good sentences can Ye Qingli write?

Even if the sun comes out from the west, it is impossible to happen!

Mr. Duan Lao, then read it out loud.

"Tengtai Gaoge Linjiang 渚..."

"Well, it’s good, it’s still fluent.”

Guo Bin shook his fan and smiled disdainfully.

"It is not easy for her to write such a sentence. In comparison, it can match my tenth. For this little girl, it is already good."

Mr. Duan Lao then went on to read: "Pei Yuming sings and dances..."

There were still some ridiculous people, and many of them were quiet at this time.

I began to listen quietly to Mr. Duan’s poetry.

After listening to two sentences, they have already heard it. This song does not seem to be a poem, at least for the work, and the words are gorgeous.

Guo Bin is also nervous. He subconsciously grasped the folding fan in his hand, his eyes fixed on the piece of paper in the hand of Mr. Lao, as if to grab it and see what was written on it.

Mr. Duan Lao is still reading down at this time.

"Drawing the ridge to the south of the Puyun, the bead curtains roll the Xishan rain. The leisure clouds and shadows of the shadows are long, and the things change for a few degrees of autumn. What is the emperor in the pavilion?

After reading it, the audience was silent!

The young students were all shocked and stunned!