The young man surnamed Pang sneered, "Sure enough, you have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. If I don't give you a chance, you will make others laugh. You are not arrogant, and you even mentioned the name of the old man Xiansheng. How about it, I will listen to it." Listening to your article, if you can really make the article so hypnotized and soaring, I will count you as a winner, otherwise, you should go home and practice for a few more years."
The matter has come to this point, if he is forcefully driven away, it is inevitable that he will not be able to get off the stage, and if the kid surnamed Jia is not allowed to make a fool of himself before being driven away, he will not show his tricks against someone.
Just as Jiang Yingyue was about to speak, Jia Junpeng stopped her with his eyes and listened to him, "Since brother Pang ordered, I will follow suit. As for you, you are all famous people in Guang'an, and what happened today must be spread. Jia is really lucky to become famous along with everyone. Brother Pang is also invited to write a question."
With that said, he started to step on the deck.
He is really smart. He has seen through the mind of the young man surnamed Pang. If he compares the composition in front of him to an exam, the person surnamed Pang is the examiner.
Therefore, he said that this matter must be spread, in order to make the young man surnamed Pang jealous. After all, someone can judge whether the article is good or bad. Turning black and white upside down.
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the face of the young man surnamed Pang became gloomy again.
Jia Junpeng looked calm, but in fact his mood was agitated. He is talented and learned, but it is too difficult to write in a hurry, but the situation is like this, he has to do it, not for himself, he can't hurt Jiang Ying Yue has a bad reputation.
The young man surnamed Pang pondered for a moment, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Jiang Yingyue, and immediately made up his mind, "Let's use lovesickness as the topic."
Many people on the deck showed meaningful smiles, and Zhu San even laughed out loud. Of course he understood Mr. Pang's meaning, today's incident must spread, lovesickness comes into play, and the scandal between Jiang Yingyue and Jia Junpeng is impossible not to spread.
At that time, no one needs to do anything, the Jiang family will prove their innocence, and they will definitely teach Jia Junpeng to be a man.
Sure enough, as soon as this question came up, Jia Junpeng was in a state of confusion, secretly cursing these bastards for their viciousness.
And Zhu San over there has already started counting, and he said that there was a fairy sage who wrote a poem in seven steps, and you, Jia Junpeng, are naturally inferior to the fairy sage, so I will give you a hundred numbers.
Fifty counts have passed in a blink of an eye, and Jia Junpeng's heart is in a mess. Although he is a smart person, he is not so smart. Just when he was scratching his head in anxiety, a poem suddenly came to his ears. Jia Junpeng was overjoyed, and immediately Be vigilant, if someone else intentionally harms him and tricks him into being fooled, then what should be done.
After all, not being able to do it and plagiarism are two concepts.
"You help me break the boat, and I'll help you pass."
After the voice came, Jia Junpeng looked around, nowhere could he see Xu Yi's shadow, and felt at ease, so he heard him wave his hand and said, "The heavy curtain is deep in the Mochou Hall, and the night is long and thin after lying down. The life of a goddess It turned out to be a dream, my sister-in-law lives in a place where there is no man. The storm does not believe that the water chestnut branches are weak, and the moon dew will teach the osmanthus twigs to be fragrant. It is useless to go straight to the lovesickness, but it may be insane to be melancholy."
When Jia Junpeng finished speaking, the audience was silent.
Everyone can practice martial arts, so they naturally have extraordinary family backgrounds. Although they have been working hard in martial arts, they are not neglected in culture and education. It is easy to judge whether a poem is good or bad.
This song written by Jia Junpeng has obviously reached the height of being able to be sung for a while.
Jiang Yingyue was full of splendor, and secretly said, "I haven't seen you for a few days, and this idiot has developed such a talent again. No, what is straight love? It's useless. Are you telling me that there is no way? If you think about it, you have no way." Well, I don't know who rode a bamboo horse and said he wanted to marry me..."
"What kind of bullshit and broken poetry? Didn't it mean that the sky is full of flowers and the ground is full of golden lotus? Doesn't it mean that the article reaches a certain level and can change the color of the world? I waited for a long time, but there is no fart."
Zhu San growled impatiently, even if he was messing around, he would keep Jia Junpeng from coming down.
Unexpectedly, as soon as his words fell, waves rose suddenly on the surface of the river. The waves were white and blooming, and exuded a strong spiritual energy. Almost at the same time, golden lotus flowers fell from the sky, matching the waves rising from the river. Snow-white flowers complement each other.
For a moment, the entire painting boat was surrounded by this wonderful vision, and the rich aura made everyone dare not breathe loudly.
"This this… "
Jia Junpeng was also stunned, he could guess who was behind the push, but never imagined that the young man in Tsing Yi had such great ability.
"The technique must have been prepared by Jia Junpeng, he must have made friends with a demon..."
Zhu San's obsession was not light, and he still roared, "The phoenix is soaring, the dragon is soaring, what about the phoenix, what about the dragon..."
Many people in the arena have seen the world, and know that cultivation bases are high enough to be unpredictable, but they don't know what kind of mana is needed to complete such a scene.
Zhu San continued to shout, the torrent of the river suddenly stopped, and a golden dragon surged out of the river. In front of its almost indescribably terrifying body, the whole boat like a hill immediately became a mustard seed.
The giant dragon arched the entire boat, and in the next moment, the whole boat flew up into the sky with the dragon, and passed through the clouds in an instant. .
With their cultivation and their own strength, they can't fly in the sky at all, but on the back of the giant dragon, this treacherous journey to the starry sky makes everyone feel relaxed and happy, and their souls are turbulent.
As a result, everyone was immersed in a deep shock and couldn't extricate themselves. They didn't even know when the boat would return to the Nielong River or when the giant dragon would disappear without a trace.
"Brother Jia is a great talent. I just found out today that I offended him earlier. I hope Brother Jia will not blame him."
Mr. Pang suddenly bowed deeply to Jia Junpeng, his face full of sincerity.
No way, even if he broke his head in the scene just now, he couldn't understand it. Whether it was Jia Junpeng's talent that really moved God, or Jia Junpeng was backed by a big man to help him, he might not be able to look up to someone who could exert such power.
For a while, everyone in the venue apologized or praised, and it was very lively.
As for Zhu San, he was so humble that he almost hugged Jia Junpeng's feet and begged for forgiveness.
But Jia Junpeng walked straight to the side of the boat, bowed to the sky three times, and said silently in his heart, "Thank you, senior."
The karma brought about by the Yin Blessing Boat has not been canceled out.
Xu Yi's aftermath in Shenjing will inevitably affect the whole of Dayue.
Originally, Yuan Jingyan was sensitive and complicated about the family's experience, and he was unwilling to take over the high position at all, but it was the meaning of the Immortal Sage to let him temporarily act as the Great Song Kingdom.