The young man in the red robe is none other than Lang Suxin. He also has an nickname in the East China Sea Demon Realm: Poetry Name.
As soon as Lang Suxin's voice fell, Jiuhuang felt that he had found a bosom friend.
Because of his opinion, which is exactly the same as Lang Suxin, he also thinks that "A Snowy Night on the Autumn River" written by Xu Yi must have been obtained from an elegant tomb by Long Jingxiu.
The so-called elegant tomb is a tomb, but it is called an elegant tomb because a masterpiece that is not known to later generations was accidentally unearthed in the tomb.
This is extremely common in the entire demon domain, and even the human world.
After all, not every masterpiece can be spread in the world.
There are too many treasures hidden in the endless tomb.
In the demon world, there are also noble and pure people who regard poetry and articles as the expression of spirituality. After writing a masterpiece, they don't want to appear in the world, but hide it quietly, and even bury it with them after death.
There are many such cases.
Therefore, when Lang Suxin saw "A Snowy Night on the Autumn River" written by Xu Yi, he subconsciously thought that it came from an elegant tomb.
"What, he wrote it, ten breaths! A joke, a big joke."
The scarlet-robed old man on Lang Suxin's left rushed towards Xu Yi's side like crazy, staring at a pair of dim bull's eyes, as if he was going to enclose Xu Yi entirely with his thick eyelids.
"A joke is not a joke. Your Excellency should report the name first. Don't hide it from me. The reason why I came here is all because of Xu's suggestion. Now that I'm here, I have to let Xu know a thing or two."
Xu Yi said with narrowed eyebrows.
"I'm Hu Chunyou! My friend loves me and gave me the nickname of Ci Zong"
The old man in the scarlet robe said loudly, and pointed to the middle-aged man with a high forehead on the left, "This is Ji Mengliang. He has a good name, but he is actually not good at all." Then he pointed to the white-clothed monk on the right, "He is a boob party, and he barely recognizes him." Words, do you have a good friend? If so, you have to hide it tightly. This old cow is good at flirting. In addition, the red wolf has already declared his family, so I will not introduce it. Your request, I have achieved it, now is it time for you to answer my question?"
Hu Chunyou is the earliest senior among the four famous scholars who became famous. He has an impatient and humorous personality. When he gets angry, everyone can't help it.
In fact, Ji Mengliang and Niu Bo Dang also have nicknames, one is Beiqiuke, and the other is Bachajun.
The so-called "Sorrowful Autumn Guest" comes from Ji Mengliang's famous "Ode on the Sad Autumn of Thousands of Miles".
And Bachajun, there is also a story. It is said that Niu Bodang is an extremely quick-witted man.
"The poem said, Ci Zong, Sad Autumn Guest, Eight-pointed Lord, and four famous scholars gathered together. It is such a grand event and the stars are shining. It is really a great honor for me, Huang Feng. Young master, as the master, you can also say a few words."
Tu Min said loudly, the audience was filled with red lights.
The literary names of the four scholars shook the demon realm. If there was a grand event, just randomly coming to one of them would be enough to add luster to the event.
Today, it is four celebrities who gather together to discuss the theory of numbers in detail, which has never happened in decades.
Although Feng Jiu doesn't understand poetry, she has heard of these names, and usually doesn't pay much attention to them.
At this moment, the four of them gathered together, and the atmosphere in the venue was suddenly heated. Even the old and heavy Tu Min was a little bit fascinated. He naturally realized that a character who was usually an actor in his eyes can be proud of a prince if he is extremely good. Gongqing.
At the moment, Feng Jiu greeted them enthusiastically, but the four celebrities were rather arrogant and focused all their attention on Xu Yi.
Xu Yi still had a high-energy attitude, and hastily explained the cause and effect.
Unexpectedly, the four celebrities didn't care about his rivalry with Jiuhuang at all, and they were all obsessed with his original work of "A Snowy Night on the Autumn River".
Whether it's whether it's the literati who look down on each other, or whether they have a responsible attitude towards the Unrivaled Psalms, the focus of the four celebrities' attention is on who the original author is.
Obviously, they did not believe that this poem was written by Xu Yi.
"Your name is Xu Yi, right? Mr. Hu is not interested in paying attention to your bet with Palace Master Jiuhuang, but if you are a little monster of this level, within ten breaths, you can write such a poem, it is like nothing in the world. Da Ji, in order to prevent you from laughing for the world, the old man advises you to tell who the original author is, or which elegant tomb this article came from?"
Hu Chunyou shouted with staring eyes.
He is used to being arrogant, and he is very good at chatting with irrelevant people, and he has endured it patiently until now, but he can't bear it anymore.
Xu Yidao, "You don't need to repeat a sentence over and over again, and say it for the last time. This poem is really written by Xu. You thought it would be very difficult to write this poem, but with Xu's talent In the eyes of a genius granted by heaven, this skill is nothing more than a small way."
The fundamental purpose of Xu Yi's selection of these four people was not to create a problem for Jiuhuang, but to choose four magnificent background walls.
Since he has made up his mind to become famous, it is not enough to just be in front of Feng Jiu, Tu Min, and Jiu Huang.
Although the news of today will spread and the reputation will slowly condense, but in the end it is too slow.
To create a sensational effect and quickly accumulate fame, you must choose these four gorgeous background walls.
"Nonsense and stalking!"
"Ridiculous!"
Lang Suxin and Niu Bodang shouted in unison.
As a big star in the Demon Realm, it is rare to have a good temper.
Jiuhuang clasped his fists and said, "Masters, why should you be as knowledgeable as this villain? Didn't he keep saying that Shicai's poems were written by him? Now that you are here, why don't you come up with a question. Plagiarism is plagiarism." , how can it be pretentious?"
In Jiuhuang's view, Xu Yi's series of reactions were exactly what he expected.
It was obvious that he was cornered, and he didn't dare to fight, so he had to mess around, hoping to get rid of the morale of these four people, so that he could pass the test in vain.
Ji Mengliang was about to speak when Hu Chunyou said, "Since this is the case, the old man will ask a question. You two will answer separately. The old man has his words first. If Xiaoyou Xu can't answer smoothly, the author of the "A Snowy Night on the Autumn River" just now, please read it." Tell the truth."
Jiu Huangdao, "This is due, Xu Yi, you won't have any problems, will you?"
Long Jingxiu said, "If you lose again, Old Nine, you won't be fooling around and talk about another round, right?"
Old Jiuhuang blushed and said coldly, "Master Long, why should you underestimate XX."
"So best."
Long Jingxiu asked Jiuhuang not to mess around, but he secretly had the idea of messing around.
It was impossible for her to sit back and watch Xu Yi fail and commit suicide. Her words were clearly intended to force Jiuhuang, but in fact they were to limit the number of rounds of the competition.
Even if Xu Yi loses this round, Jiuhuang and Xu Yi only have one victory each, which is considered a tie.
And she said beforehand that by preemptively limiting the number of rounds, Xu Yi would be able to remain invincible in the literary war.
Her thoughts were painstaking.
In addition, Master Long has always been rebellious and deep, and even Tu Min did not see through the deep meaning of Long Jingxiu's words, which was actually an ambush for the next gangster.