"This... you wrote this poem?"
With a blank mind, he managed to straighten his tongue.
Looking at Su Qiubai next to him, he felt like a thunderbolt struck him.
This... Chef wrote a special poem
Are you kidding me
"Yeah, didn't you watch it before?"
Su Qiubai looked calm, and after answering Bian Shui, he glanced at the electronic screen again, then looked at Bian Shui again and asked, "Is the special poem really great?"
Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Bian Shui's mood, which had just calmed down, turned violently again.
"Amazing? It's amazing! I... raise your hand first! Tell them that you wrote it!"
Halfway through the speech, he clearly called for Su Qiubai to raise his hand, but the water at the edge jumped up.
"Here! Look here! The camera looks here!"
Then, Su Qiubai didn't speak, Bian Shui was already waving his hands at the huge camera, and everyone in the audience looked over for a while.
"Is that Master Bian Shui? Did he write it?"
"It's not him, I saw his grades before, third class!"
…
Amidst the chaotic discussions among the crowd, the camera finally got to the edge of the water.
But soon, the captains of some of the same medium-sized cities next to him sneered.
Originally, because the game was held in Temple City, the teams from other cities were already very unconvinced, so they have been waiting to see the jokes of Temple City.
Seeing Bian Shui stand up now, he naturally began to mock.
"Why? You wouldn't be so shameless to say that you wrote this poem, would you?"
"I think it's very possible, after all, Temple City can do anything now."
"hehe… "
…
Listening to these words in his ears, if it was normal, Bian Shui must have cursed angrily.
But now, instead, he showed a very mysterious smile, and then looked at the representative teams of these other cities in front of the camera.
"I didn't say I wrote it."
After he finished speaking, the teams all felt that he had given up, so they laughed.
"Haha, how can someone who can write extraordinary poems stay in a place like Temple City!"
"That's right, Bian Shui, are you deliberately trying to embarrass yourself?"
…
Following the camera, these words also reached the ears of everyone present.
Bian Liangji, who was sitting on the stage, had a very ugly expression on his face. He didn't know what the hell his nephew was doing.
Can't you sit down comfortably? Don't run out at this time to shame yourself.
Although the city lords of other nearby cities didn't speak, they looked at Bian Liangji with a bit of a suppressed smile, obviously looking at his jokes.
As a result, at this moment, Bian Shui suddenly changed the topic.
"I said I didn't write it, but I didn't say it wasn't written by our Temple City players."
After saying this, many people choked on the mockery they had prepared.
what's the situation
"Do you mean that this poem was really written by you Temple City?"
"Bian Shui, are you crazy?"
"That's right! Do you want some face?"
…
Immediately, the sound of super wind that was many times crazier than before rang out, making Bian Liangji's face turn pale.
What's the matter
The Bian Shui below was still very calm, but slowly turned the camera to his side.
"I see, this poem was written by him, our Temple City team...by the way, what's your name?"
Originally, the emotion had reached its peak, and it seemed that it was about to explode, but the next second, the water suddenly got stuck, and then looked back at the old driver in embarrassment and asked.
This question made everyone, including Su Qiubai, a little embarrassed.
Helplessly waving his hands, the old driver said softly, "My name is Su Qiubai."
"Yes! This first-class poem was written by Su Qiubai! We are from Temple City! Haha..."
Shouting these words in one breath of excitement, the audience was stunned!
Who would have thought that a first-class poem would actually come from a team member in a medium-sized city!
In that corner, Xiaoqing clapped her hands happily.
"Haha, it's brother!"
While talking, she looked at Liu Kun, who was a little sluggish beside her.
No way, Liu Kun was really dumbfounded!
He used to think that Su Qiubai was just a cook, and when he heard that he was going to participate in the elite selection competition, he thought this kid was crazy, but now... a special poem!
When Xuan Tianyang in another area heard this voice and saw Su Qiubai's face on the screen, he felt like he was going to collapse.
It's him again! It's that damn bastard again!
As if whenever he saw Su Qiubai, Xuan Tianyang's ears would ring with the phrase "short is too long".
On the high platform on the other side, Bian Liangji was so surprised that he couldn't speak, he never thought that Su Qiubai would have such a skill!
But soon... cheers swept the audience!
Don't worry about having no confidant in the future, no one in the world does not know the king!
These two lines of poems are definitely not something that ordinary people can write, and everyone who reads them can feel the lofty sentiments in them!
Good poetry is like a round of spring sun, which has the power to melt all ice.
So the cheers at this moment are not only for Su Qiubai, but also for this poem.
But following the voice, Xuan Tianyang suddenly stood up, and quickly pulled the microphone next to him.
"I object, he's cheating!"
As soon as the words came out, everyone in the audience was shocked!
You know, in this kind of competition, the system is the fairest referee.
Almost no one can cheat the system to cheat, but also... Once the cheating is confirmed, the corresponding punishment is quite terrifying!
Therefore, the eyes were almost divided into two parts, one part looked at Xuan Tianyang, and the other part looked at Su Qiubai.
Situ Xing and Li Tianci on the stage looked at each other, and after realizing that Kong Yue and Meng Lin hadn't spoken, they were also silent.
It can be seen that these two envoys from the other side of the Wuhai Sea are happy to see things develop according to this situation.
That's why they made such a choice.
As soon as Xuan Tianyang said this, Su Qiubai was not in a hurry, but Bian Shui was in a hurry.
He didn't recognize Su Qiubai's ability before, worried that this kid would embarrass Temple City.
But it's different now, they have proved themselves.
Special poem! That's a special poem!
No matter what, you can't be cowardly as the captain yourself!
"Fuck your mother, what evidence do you have to prove that Su Qiubai cheated? Can you show some face? Do all the geniuses on the other side of the Wuhai have a face like yours?"
To say that Bian Shui is really ruthless when he speaks, he has no intention of saving face for Xuan Tianyang at all.
After saying this, the audience became silent, everyone expected Bian Shui to be so bold, even Su Qiubai was a little surprised.
One must know that he offended everyone on the other side of the Wuhai by saying such words, and even the envoy would probably be angry.
Sure enough, both Kong Yue and Meng Lin had an angry look on their faces, and all Wu Hai geniuses including Xuan Tianyang glared at Bian Shui.
Bian Liangji looked a little embarrassed, his nephew had always looked like this, and he had nothing to do.
"Hehe, are you still unwilling to admit to cheating?"
Xuan Tianyang quickly restrained his anger, but said with a sneer.
"Where is the evidence! You show the evidence!"
Still not intending to back down, Bian Shui directly blocked Su Qiubai behind him.
"Evidence? Does this kind of thing still need evidence? Think about it, how many special poems are there in the entire Black Wind Harbor? Those great writers and poets may not be able to write lines of this level in the competition. He alone Young people without any experience, can say this kind of poem casually? Are you kidding, do you really think everyone is stupid?"
Xuan Tianyang's words can be said to be very vicious, and many people who didn't think about it in the first place hesitated.
Look at that poem, and look at the ordinary Su Qiubai.
He also muttered that something was wrong, it seemed that what Xuan Tianyang said really made sense.
Special grade poem... how can it be so simple!
With the sudden silence in the audience, Bian Shui became even more anxious.
His idea is very simple, Su Qiubai is a member of their team at the moment, so he must not let others bully him!
But just when he was about to open his mouth again, Su Qiubai's soft voice sounded from the side.
"Leave it to me... thank you."
After saying this, the old driver took a step forward, looked at the camera and said loudly.
"Don't believe me? Tell me, what do you want to do?"
At this moment, Su Qiubai's heart is really calm.
Since there is nothing wrong with this "Farewell to Dong Da", then those verses that have been passed down through the ages in China can also be said.
The so-called poetic and bookish spirit, the old driver's self-confidence at this moment is simply bursting.
After Xuan Tianyang heard these words, he showed a sneer.
"Okay! If you have the guts, fight poetry with me!"