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

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They all have wide eyes and pale faces.

“How is this possible? How is it possible?”

"That is, how could this be the poem written by the woman?"

Guo Bin is even more shocked.

This poem is much better than its own, thousands of times better!

It is not a grade at all!

If you compare people to beautiful beauty of the country.

Thatself, at most, it is a firewood girl!

If the level of Ye Qingli's poem is similar to himself.

Then he can still say a few bad things with his conscience by virtue of his own talent.

However, as long as the long-eyed person can see it, this is not a gap in the grade!

Moreover, there are two just old gentlemen to judge.

He simply can't say it!

He knows that he lost in this game and lost very badly!

He was defeated in front of Ye Qingli!

There is no chance to fight back!

Since ancient times, there has been no first article in literature, and Wu has no second.

In other words, regardless of the quality of the article, there are always some people who like it. It is very difficult to separate the high and low. Unless the gap is too big, people with good eyes can see it.

Today, Ye Qingli has done it.

She wrote a poem and shocked all the students in Fengyicheng!

The most famous Guo Dacai of the Imperial Academy, in front of her, has no power to fight back!

Chu Tiange knows nothing about poetry.

However, she looked at the reactions of those people and guessed a few points. Some people could not believe it and said: "Is it true that the glass won?"

Or just the old scholar, shaking his head and saying: "Yes. The poem written by the girl is in love with the scenery, sending a deep heart, writing this beautiful view with concise and subtle words, high morality, grand realm. And the "Tengwang Pavilion Preface" can really be said to be the same with each other and complement each other. It is a wonderful poem."

The people on his side responded.

"Yes, I have lived for so many years and I have never heard such a good poem."

"Chao Wendao, you can die in the evening!"

Chu Tiange laughed loudly, and she slammed the table.

"Small two, you come over! Today, all the people in your shop are drinking, all counted as me!"

“Hey!” she turned and glanced. “There are a few poor acids!”

Dare to look down on her friends?

Look for death!

When she was stunned, the scholars subconsciously shrank their heads.

Someone has already called out loud.

"Don't you win a game, what is the skill? Let's say yes, but three wins!"

"That is, if you make a good poem by mistake, you can be proud of it. If you win two games in three games, it is the real effort!"

"Yes, Guo brother, let her see and see the greatness of the Hanlin Academy!"

Guo Bin was shouted by them, and his self-confidence also rose a bit.

That's right, maybe she just read some good poems before, what is it to win a game?

I have some real talents!

It’s not a trick!

To say that Ye Qingli can overwhelm himself with his true ability? Then he said nothing to believe!

He is quite a chest.

"Two old gentlemen, please read the two below."

The two old gentlemen shook their heads and sighed.

"I think the following poems don't have to be read anymore."

He held the piece of paper in his hand.

"When I read this poem, I knew that the old poetry was all white. Afterwards, I dare not make poems again!"

"what?"

Guo Bin was shocked.

He even thought he was mistaken.

These two old gentlemen, isn’t the childcare that Ye Qingli invited?