C180 Last Question (1/2)

Sound after sound rang out.

On Wang Xiaojian's face, there was a faint but calm smile.

Lady Ya looked at Wang Xiaojian's calm and collected appearance, then at his elegant and refined face that was flushed red.

She, who was sensitive to poetry, was touched by Wang Xiaojian.

She seemed to have been drugged with aphrodisiac once again. Her eyes were blurry and could almost drip water.

Both of her legs went limp. It was the maidservant beside her that held her, preventing her from falling down.

Chu Xiao, who was standing beside Wang Xiaojian, had a look of admiration flash across his face.

They were the top three from Dafeng City, with Wang Xiaojian at the center of attention. Chu Xiao had always felt that his literary skills were inferior to Wang Xiaojian.

But he hadn't thought that there would be such a difference.

With this level of skill, he could truly be called an immortal poet.

However, Chu Xiao was not jealous.

Because this person was his brother-in-law.

The surrounding people didn't finish their words. As they repeated the words that Wang Xiaojian had said, they also shook their heads and sighed.

”Before this, when Lee Bai called himself the Wine Immortal, I still despised him. But from the looks of it, he was not only a wine immortal, he was also a poetry immortal! This poem was rarely heard in the mortal world because it existed in the sky. Only a Poetic Immortal would be able to write such a beautiful sentence. ”

”Yes!” Just now, he had even said that Lee Bai's poems were not anything big, and were not yet done properly. ”Stupid to the extreme.”

”I've been slapped in the face again. However, this time, I was willing to be beaten. To witness such a poem that has lived for countless generations, it's worth it for his face to be smacked! ”

”Not bad, I agree.”

Sound after sound rang out.

Bao Nan, who had sworn to trample on Wang Xiaojian for revenge, had a bad look on his face.

He had been a poet for twenty years, but he had never seen a word like that.

There was one person who was right just now. This poem was only because it existed in the heavens, and it was very rare to hear of it in the mortal world.

It could be said that this poem completely exceeded the limits of his knowledge.

It was even taller than when he met Xiya on the Drinking Lake.

He couldn't find anything wrong with it.

However, Bao Tianliang was still unwilling to give up.

After all, Lee Bai had previously cursed at him ”a few times”.

If he did not avenge this enmity, he was not a gentleman.

No matter how high the other party's literary skills were, he still had to think of a way to take revenge.

Being unable to think of it now didn't mean that he wouldn't be able to think of it later.

Maybe, he thought, when Hu Rui's poems were completed, he would have inspiration.

Bao Nan looked up at Hu Rui, and then smiled and said: ”Prince Rui, it's your turn now. Lee Bai wrote quite a good poem, but I believe that Prince Rui can do it even better. ”

Bao Nan's voice carried encouragement and even hints.

He hoped that Hu Rui could compose a poem.

Even if he could not compare to Wang Xiaojian, as long as the gap was not too wide, he would still think of a way to help him.

At most, it would just be a draw again.

But, in the next second, Bao Nan's face changed.

Hu Rui sighed dejectedly, and said: ”I have no use for it, I only have one question, I admit defeat.”

Admit defeat?

Bao Nan was startled.

Lady Ya was stunned.

Chu Xiao was startled.

All of the young talents present were startled, and then they all raised their heads and looked at Hu Rui.

No one would have thought that Hu Rui would actually admit defeat.

This was too surprising.

Hearing that, Bao Nan's heart sank.

He had already thought about it. No matter what, he had to help Hu Rui and turn the tide.

What was this?

The heck, you must be joking!

Bao Nan didn't give up. He politely cupped a fist at Hu Rui and said: ”Prince Rui, why did you admit defeat? Why don't you think about it. This humble one believes that you will definitely be able to produce a better poem than Lee Bai's. ”

Bao Nan said while vigorously winking at Hu Rui.