Chapter 1180

"Oh, I'll take a look. Leave me alone. You're better than you."

Long Yangxu said in a low-key way, as if he didn't want to be noticed.

"After that, Guan Caijun will invite long Shao to drink." Guan Caijun said generously.

However, longyangxu did not reply.

Guan Caijun felt uninteresting and didn't say much. Then he turned to Mu Yaning, the beautiful woman, and said, "Miss mu, I'll see who's better than Wen Cai. How about you make our judgment and choose the person you like?"

Hearing this, Muya said quietly, "it's a great honor for the little girl to be the judge of the two childs. However, if you want to choose the one you like, you may disappoint the two childs."

Hearing that Mu Yaning and Guan Caijun haven't had time to speak, Shaobai, the little Lord of the earth gate, immediately said: "Miss mu, you will be our judge to see who is more talented. Other things don't have to be forced."

"Thank you very much, then." Thanks to Muya Ning.

"Well, Miss Mu has promised to be our judge. What to compare? How to compare? Hurry up." Emperor Shaobai said boldly.

Smell speech, even if Guan Caijun wants to say something, he can't say it now. He suddenly declared his disillusionment with the little nine in his heart.

But Guan Caijun could only look at emperor Shaobai hatefully, and then turned to Emperor Shaobai and said, "OK, then we are better than poetry. We both write a poem about Miss mu, and see whose poem can win Miss Mu's heart. And the bet is who loses and who says in public that he is a grandson. What do you think? Dare you? "

"Why not? Who comes first? " Emperor Shaobai immediately responded. There was no look of fear on his face, as if he didn't think he would lose.

However, when I heard about the gamble between the two men and Emperor Shaobai's response to the war, some people who knew Guan Caijun's details began to talk about it one after another.

"Who is that man? He dare to compare his literary talent with Guan Shao. Don't he know that Guan Shao is our first talent in Longyun city?"

"Yes, Guan Shao is proficient in all kinds of poems, songs and Fu, but the recognized talent, that person dare to compare with Guan Shao, which is too much for him."

"I had a hunch that the young man was going to admit to the public that he was a grandson."

"The result is so clear at a glance that no one can match the master."

"It's women's fault that makes a man challenge an impossible person beyond his ability."

"I hope this young man doesn't lose too badly."

“……”

Many people have discussed the way.

People's voices are not small. As long as they are martial artists and have some ear power, they can hear them.

Of course, Shaobai, the little Lord of the earth gate, also heard it. However, although he heard it, he turned a deaf ear. It seems that he really felt that he could not lose. His face was full of self-confidence.

"I'll do it first!" Guan Caijun said.

With that, Guan Caijun began to think about it, and then he began to say, "the temperament is as beautiful as an immortal, and the talent is comparable to the sky. I will recite a poem and present it to the beauty. This poem is for Miss mu. "

"Good!"

"Good!"

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

"Well described! The first two sentences match Miss Mu perfectly. "

"As talented as heaven, only miss mu can get such a description."

"It's not bad. It's really worthy of being Guan Gongzi. It's the name of the first talent in Longyun city. It's true that it's not a false name."

"Mr. Guan's talent really overflows."

“……”

When Guan Caijun finished reciting the poem, the onlookers immediately applauded and praised each other. They thought that Guan Caijun's poem matched the artistic conception at this time, and described Miss mu, and expressed their own feelings, which was very good.

However, Tang Yi Wen Yan, but directly frowned, heart way, what ghost?

In his opinion, this poem is too rubbish!

This kind of poetry is also called poetry?

It's insulting the title of the poem!

This is just the beginning of the primary. This poem is too simple and has no artistic conception.

For Guan Caijun's poem, Tang Yi despises it very much.

He thinks that if such a thing is also called poem, then the poem he learned in the earth world is the immortal sentence.

"The temperament is as beautiful as an immortal, and the talent is comparable to heaven. I'll recite a poem and present it to the beauty. "

When Shaobai, the little Lord of the earth gate, heard Guan Caijun's poem, he murmured softly, and then said, "it's not bad, but it's not brilliant enough."

"Ha ha, not brilliant enough. I can really blow. Say that I'm not brilliant enough, then you come. You read your poems and let us judge who is more brilliant! "

Guan Caijun said unconvinced.

"Ha ha, this young man is so arrogant that he says that he is not brilliant enough.""I think the poems sung by Mr. Guan are brilliant. It's very difficult for Tianyu to compete with this poem."

"I also think Mr. Guan's poems are good. He is too arrogant to say that they are not brilliant enough."

"I'd like to see how brilliant this gentleman's poems are."

"I want to see it, too."

“……”

Hearing that Shaobai, the little Lord of the earth gate, said that Guan Caijun's poetry was not brilliant enough, people talked about it one after another.

All felt that Shaobai, the little Lord of the earth gate, was a little arrogant.

"Good! Then I read it! "

Hearing Guan Caijun's unconvinced words, Shaobai, the little Lord of the earth gate, nodded a little, thought for a moment or two, and then opened his mouth and said, "smile like a flower blooming, the jade sound is gentle and flowing, the bosom friend knows the music, and when you see it, you will forget your worries."

"Wow!"

"This one has artistic conception."

"It's a good poem, too."

"It seems that the poem of this young man is no weaker than that of master Guan!"

"It seems that you can't let it go at all!"

"I like this gentleman's poems better. They look beautiful."

"Yes, the poem has a lot of imagination."

"Here This is exactly the poem describing Miss mu. A bosom friend knows the music again. When he sees it, he will forget his troubles! "

"It seems that this young man is also a great talent. Otherwise, how can he read such a brilliant poem?"

Hearing the words of Shaobai, the little Lord of the earth gate, the people were shocked at first, and then praised and boasted one after another.

Before, people around the temple thought Shaobai, the little Lord of the earth gate, was a little arrogant. At this moment, the tone of his voice suddenly turned to kuazandi.

"Here..."

Guan Caijun was shocked to hear the verse of the little Lord of the earth gate, Emperor Shaobai.

At first, he thought Shaobai, the little leader of the earth gate, was just a son of a family. He didn't have any real talent and practical learning. He was better than Wen Cai if he had that ability.

However, he did not expect that the literary talent of Shaobai, the little Lord of the earth gate, was so good!

The poem that chants out, incredibly so have artistic conception!

Guan Caijun didn't even think of this!

"Oh, this is also called poetry? But that's all. "

However, just as people marveled at the poem of Shaobai, the little Lord of the earth gate, a disdainful voice rose.