Of course Ye Tianyi knew what Mo Bai meant.
Now that you have come to his door again, Ye Tianyi will naturally not let him go.
Just in time, all the attention was drawn to herself, and no one else had the chance to chat with Duanmuxuan.
"How about we just have a round of improvisation first?"
Mo Bai smiled.
Ye Tianyi nodded; "Of course, no problem."
"Well, then...Master Wuxin, you can come up with the questions."
Master Wuxin said.
Everyone was amazed.
It seems that Ye Tianyi's poetry is not good enough.
Nothing wrong.
In fact, there is truth in his words, including Master Wuxin's question.
Mo Bai nodded.
"I think so too."
"Can."
"okay."
"Hahaha, I understand, I understand, but if Brother Ye wants to achieve success in this area in the future, he still needs to practice this word."
Then they all looked up at Ye Tianyi.
Then he knew that it was indeed bad.
"Um."
Duanmuxuan stood there without saying a word. Now, she may not even have to try her best to get to know Master Wuxin. If Ye Tianyi can really get to know Master Wuxin, it will definitely be more useful than her own efforts.
Then Mo Bai presented one of his poems, where Huang Lian, Master Wuxin and other high-status people were admiring Mo Bai's poems.
Then Master Wuxin looked at Ye Tianyi and asked: "Brother Ye, this word..."
Master Wuxin asked.
"yes!"
Master Wuxin took it, and then they all looked at Ye Tianyi's poems.
Then he looked at Ye Tianyi and Mo Bai and said, "Well, you two are not simple people. Mo Bai is the future leader of the Shenji Sect, and Ye Tianyi is also a top genius. To you, For the two of them, they probably haven’t encountered many setbacks in this life, right?”
This theme is a bit similar to Ye Tianyi's previous "My talents must be useful, and life must be full of joy", but Master Wu Xin believes that if the same theme is plagiarized, at least he will not prepare two top-notch songs for this niche s level.
"Well, then how about this, how about you imagine that you have lost all your aura now, and each use a poem to express your attitude under such a mentality?"
Another old man said.
"Okay, will a quarter of an hour be enough?"
In his opinion, the level of his improvisation was already quite high, so why was it still being compared
Master Wu Xin smiled and said, "It is indeed Little Brother Ye's song that is better."
Then she looked at Ye Tianyi with her beautiful eyes and said, "I think Ye Tianyi is slightly better this round."
It can be seen that some of them are nodding, obviously appreciating the level of Mo Bai's poem.
Then they looked at Master Wuxin.
Jian Nanshan then said: "I think this is a relatively niche topic. Firstly, I also want to read some niche poems. Secondly, because the subject matter is niche and coupled with improvisation, I can also better understand it. It reflects the level of two players.”
When they saw Ye Tianyi's poems, they all frowned.
Ye Tianyi scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "I never practiced writing specifically, and then I haven't done it for a long time."
They looked up, and Mo Bai also looked up to see where his song was missing Ye Tianyi.
"What!?"
Gradually, their brows relaxed again.
One hundred and ninety-two. One hundred and forty-two. Two hundred and twenty-six. One hundred and fifty-three.
However, the premise is that Ye Tianyi must have real materials, otherwise it will not work even if he is an emperor.
Duanmuxuan also breathed a sigh of relief.
Then they looked at Ye Tianyi.
Mo Bai nodded; "Yes, this junior was born in the Shenji Sect, and does have natural advantages in some aspects. The most setbacks are in cultivation or emotions, and they must be much less than many warriors."
"You can also taste it."
Soon, Mo Bai finished composing an impromptu poem.
Master Wu Xin stroked his beard and nodded; "Well, okay, it would be great to see the two of us playing chess for all of us. So in your opinion, what kind of question should we ask?"
"Okay! Then bring it to us for a look."
Master Wu Xin thought for a moment, then looked at Huang Lian and said, "Your Majesty, would you like to ask a question?"
Ye Tianyi nodded: "Junior understands."
Mo Bai frowned.
"enough!"
Everyone else is worried to death, which song is better? Is this Ye Tianyi plagiarized? Is he really capable of writing such good poetry
Huang Lian said calmly: "Then I will come first."
"Well, let me think about it."
Huang Lian prayed in her heart that nothing would go wrong.
Master Wuxin looked at the crowd and said, "Please tell me which song is better."
Of course, they all also doubted whether Ye Tianyi was the author of this poem. That should indeed be doubted. If you are a minority, you can guarantee that it will not be prepared in advance.
Ye Tianyi is not afraid. He is someone who has experienced poetry gatherings anyway. He knows what these people think, and there are many poems in Ye Tianyi's mind.
"alright!"
"It's better for Master Wuxin to come." Huang Lian declined.
"Um."
Then Master Wuxin waved his hand, and two poems appeared in the void.
Master Wuxin said.
"no problem!"
Mo Bai stood up.
Wow—
When Mo Bai saw their frowns, he couldn't help but smile in his heart.
"So… "
Mo Bai felt that he heard wrongly. Ye Tianyi was slightly better
Or is Huang Lian protecting Ye Tianyi
"Well, I have to say that the Emperor's song does look better! Of course, Venerable Mo's song is also very good, but it's just a little bit worse than the other one."
They nodded.
Ye Tianyi and Mo Bai stood together, smiling at each other, and they seemed to have a good relationship.
"Everyone should have some comments in their hearts, right?"
Ye Tianyi finished writing the last word, then stood up and presented the poem.
Then the two sat down and someone brought them pen and ink.
A dragon is teased by a shrimp on the beach, a tiger is bullied by a dog when it falls on the beach.
A civet cat is as fierce as a tiger when it is in good position, but it is worse than a chicken when it is paired with a phoenix.
Tigers crouch in the mountains and listen to the roar of the wind, dragons lie in the shallows and wait for the tide.
When the sea reaches the end, the sky is the shore; when the mountains reach the top, I am the peak.
If the sun rises in the east, the roc spreads its wings and hates the sky.
Who doesn’t have a tiger falling on a calm day, waiting for me to rise again when the storm rises
One day the dragon will get the water, and it will make the Yangtze River flow back.
One day the phoenix will return to its nest and the Great Wall will never fall down.
One day the tiger returns to the mountain, and half the sky will be stained with blood
One day the east mountain rises, the phoenix is the phoenix and the chicken is the chicken.
One day when a lion enters the forest, I will roar with anger and shake the mountains and rivers.
One day I will visit the underworld, and I will turn the underworld upside down.
One day I will travel to the horizon, and the gods will kneel beside me
One day the phoenix will soar into the sky, and I want my song to be heard all over the world.
One day I will stand out and I will be the only one in the world who respects me.
The world's heroes come from our generation, but once they enter the world, time will destroy them.
In the midst of chatting and laughing about grand plans and hegemony, life is a drunken experience.
Who doesn't have a hero who is in trouble? Wait until I make a comeback
When it comes to success or failure, life is heroic and the worst possible outcome is starting over from scratch.
(End of chapter)