Zhengyao's firm answer immediately made Yan Song's eyes, which had originally narrowed, widen. Obviously, he did not expect Zhengyao to answer so simply.

In other words, Yan Song always thought that Zhengyao was so confident and fearless, just wanted to not lose to himself in terms of momentum.

At this time, Yan Song relaxed his eyebrows and said meaningfully: "I have to say, Li Zhengyao, you are really good. You can write so many verses in one breath, thirty-one poems. Even if you have given the title in the past, the most are

I have only written twenty-seven poems. However, the large number does not mean that I can really win the final victory.”

For Zhengyao, Yan Song's all-out rumor is nonsense, but he did not refute anything, just looked at Yan Song quietly to see what tricks he would play.

Seeing that Yan Song had a big talk and did not say what he wanted to express, King Jing couldn't help it anymore and immediately said, "Mr. Yan, I want to know what you are going to do now? It's not too late, if

If you don’t talk about the key points, then the king will announce the final score and then the meeting will be broken!"

King Jing felt more and more unhappy when Yan Song saw him. Whether it was his actions or tone, he seemed to be provoking in front of King Jing.

"Prince, wait!" Yan Song suddenly turned his face, his tone immediately became a little serious, and then pointed to Zhengyao's drawing paper and said, "Look at these thirty-one poems, I have also read them carefully, and finally I will have to

A conclusion came to a conclusion.”

"What's the conclusion?" Seeing Yan Song's colorful look, he intuition told King Jing that the old guy must have to use his old trick again. Liu Yan's paintings were so "careful" that he finally got only one.

Low score.

Although the Shuzhou Guild Hall has no direct relationship with King Jing, King Jing just can't stand Yan Song, and he can't stand the dominant position of Tongxian Academy. Now if Shuzhou Guild Hall blocks Tongxian Academy, it will be a good idea.

A great thing.

Yan Song looked at Zhengyao at first sight and said in a questioning tone: "In these thirty-one poems, there are fifteen poems that do not appear on stone slab paintings. Such poems are created out of nothing. I dare to ask if the prince can write them.

What about counting?"

After Yan Song said this, whether it was judge Xu Jie, Gu Ruzhi, and Yan Hao, who were also represented by Yan Hao, the group of people next to him, they could not help but turn their eyes to Zhengyao's drawing paper. It's true that at this moment, everyone

I really found that there are fifteen poems in it, such as the poem "Fish", "Shrimp", "Peach Blossom", etc. I don't know how Zhengyao thought of it at the beginning.

When the matter came here, booing sounded gradually from the scene, and the Shuzhou Guild Hall brought his heart to his throat. This matter could be big or small, extraordinary. If you investigate it seriously, Zhengyao will finally do it.

The score may be very low. What's more, zero points may be given!

Zero points? Not bad! According to the rules, writing a poem can get three points, and one wrong or repeated deduct five points. Although this poem that makes something out of nothing is not among the addition and subtraction points, who can guarantee that Yan Song will not say this

At that time, Zhengyao had prepared a large stack of poems just to ask for quantity, giving him a suspicion of cheating, that is, he would not be able to clean up even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

However, at this time, Zhengyao looked calm and smiled at the corner of his mouth, which really made people around him unable to understand.

Seeing Zhengyao feel relieved, Ning An's mouth, which had originally pouted, actually relaxed again. He looked at Zhengyao silently, and intuition told her that this idiot must have a trick.

And Anbolqin seemed a little worried. Although she was also a talented woman, she admired Zhengyao's "talent", but at this moment, she felt more and more difficult. Yan Song said, it was indeed correct.

.

"This Zhengyao is really! Isn't it just writing a few poems? Is that necessary for him? I've written other things out of nothing, and I really don't understand what he thought. If he can't make it to the finals in the end, then it's all

It’s his fault!" Lu Daoting said with dissatisfaction that the score of the Shuzhou Guild Hall is not high. If the score is not much in this game, then the Shuzhou Guild Hall will be over in this talent competition.

Before the game ended, internal strife broke out, which was a taboo. Wu Dan immediately shook his hand and said to Lu Daoting: "Hey! Brother Lu can't say that. We don't know what the final result is yet, you're still

Why do you need to shirk responsibility here? Besides, in addition to the problems in the previous "Hundred Birds Picture", have you also participated in it?"

"Then...that was also the one that Brother Liu Yan was responsible for painting. I just... it was just a color matching." Lu Daoting retorted immediately, but he still seemed a little excited when he spoke, as if he was afraid to put the blame on himself.

"Printing is painting. What color matching is not color matching? Then do you dare to swear in front of everyone that Brother Liu's painting is not ideal and has nothing to do with you?" Wu Dan was also a little angry. Lu Daoting was still with him at this critical moment.

Be serious.

"Okay! It's time now, you two are still in the mood to argue here. Hurry up and think about what remedies are available!" Yuan Haiyun couldn't listen, and the more they spoke, the more excited they became.

Zou Cen nodded and said helplessly: "This is obviously targeted by Yan Song, but now he doesn't know what to do. Now he can only hope that Zhengyao can hold on."

There were many discussions in the audience. Yan Song on the stage continued to point out the poem written by Zhengyao with great might, and then read it aloud, fearing that others would not hear it. Finally, he did not forget to explain the meaning of the poem, and its purpose was expressed, even the translation

There is no place in the same way as in the slate painting.

However, if Yan Song talks about it, Zheng Yao is still calm and relaxed. At this time, even Yan Song couldn't help looking at Zheng Yao again and said curiously: "Young Master Li is so calm, but I am a little dissatisfied.

I understand. What? Did I say something wrong?"

Zhengyao sneered at all Yan Song's behavior, which made Yan Song feel unhappy, and it was obvious that he didn't give him face. Li Zhengyao seemed to treat himself too much.

Seeing Zhengyao's calm and calm look, King Jing felt a little happy, and then said to Zhengyao: "Zhengyao has such a manifestation. It seems that there are some things in the poem we have not discovered, so it is okay now.

Tell me to everyone?"

Zhengyao bowed his hand, raised his lips lightly, and said, "Mr. Yan's eyesight is really admired, and Master Yan can also interpret the poems he wrote with more profound meaning than what Zhengyao wants to express, and it is amazing!"

Like Yan Song, Zheng Yao did not directly enter the subject, but instead used his own way to treat him. On the surface, he seemed to be praising Yan Song, but every word was actually a satirical word, among which "

Words such as eye ability, "deep meaning" use two accents in a row, which makes people not difficult to hear that there is an implicit meaning.

"Oh? Mr. Li is like this. Wouldn't he think he doesn't count the poems he wrote?" Yan Song said playfully. When he was just saying it tentatively, he didn't think that Zhengyao would really give in.

Zhengyao just shook his head lightly, then looked at a poem he had written before, and chanted softly:

"Peach Blossom"

The spring breeze blows on my face in March,

The hundred and beautiful flowers bloom in competition.

The pink clothes are intoxicating,

It was originally a peach blossom entering the windowsill. Let’s look at this song. Although it seems that no one in the stone slab painting is mentioned here on the surface, if you take a little attention and make some associations, it is not difficult for you to find that it is actually a big deal.

Related!”

"Big connection?"

Yan Song looked at a song "Peach Blossom" on the paper with disdain, and then looked at Zhengyao and asked in confusion.

That's right, what Zhengyao said in the previous part was what Yan Song mentioned before. If you really want to count, it's just a "windowsill", and "people" are images that have been seen in the painting. Moreover, Zhengyao already has a song "Window"

Then, writing about the windowsill is a repetition. From here, it is not difficult to understand that Zhengyao is not writing about the windowsill.

"Peach blossom? Where did this peach blossom come from? Why is it a peach blossom, not a plum blossom?" Ning An was puzzled and had already started to snore in his mouth.

Anboerqin also looked puzzled and said to himself with a sad look: "Young Master Li's idea is really not something that ordinary people can understand. It seems that the gap between me and Young Master Li is not an ordinary small one."

"Miss, don't worry so much. You must know that because of this, the lady will have a special liking for Mr. Li! If Mr. Li becomes a fool one day, then the lady will not appreciate him so much! Hehe!"

"Yaran has a good mouth!" Anbolqin snorted and immediately looked at the stage again, ignoring Yalan.

King Jing seemed to understand a little, but he didn't understand it very much, so he asked Zhengyao again: "What Zhengyao mentioned is the big connection..."

"Best Prince, Lord Yan, judges, you might as well look at the stone slab painting again." As he said that, Zhengyao nodded to Yan Sheng, Yan Sheng raised the stone slab painting again with understanding, Zhengyao followed him

After walking over and when the stone slab painting appeared completely in front of everyone, Zhengyao said again: "Look at the first window on the left of this painting, there is a faint forest outside, and through the gap between the leaves, it is still vague.

You can see pink things. Although you can't see clearly what it is, before the competition begins, the rules say that you can write poems based on your own associations. Therefore, when you see pink, you will associate peach blossoms, so you will write a poem "

"Peach Blossoms", Lord Yan would never say that this association is made out of nothing! If you really want to say that, then the rules of this poem's battle are problematic!"

Zhengyao's wonderful resonance immediately resonated with the audience. That's right, since the rules are about to use their imagination, Zhengyao is not wrong to do this, then Yan Song's so-called "creating something out of nothing" is not true!

After hearing Zhengyao's words, he saw Yan Song not refuting, but looked at the stone painting with embarrassment. King Jing couldn't help but clapped his hands hard and shouted loudly.

Now, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Yan Song was defeated, which was what King Jing liked to see the most.

The Shuzhou Guild Hall suddenly cheered. Seeing that Zhengyao could be said to be alive, his morale was naturally boosted. I believe that Zhengyao also came from other poems. It seems that the number one in this link is
Chapter completed!