The next round is still writing poems. First, he used lotus as the title. Zeng Sui'an performed very well today, and he actually picked many good sentences he got. While he was proud, he became alert. Chen Ao was not as easy as he imagined. When Mr. Zeng thought he was sure to win, Chen Ao's poems blurted out, and the context and lyrics were far beyond his level.

The only thing that made Mr. Zeng glad that although Chen Ao's poems are good, some of them do not fit the title and cannot resonate with many people. In this way, the two of them were verbally fighting each other, but they still couldn't tell the winner without distinguishing between Zhongbo.

Zeng Sui'an's advantage is that every line of poetry is its own feelings, and this feeling is often mixed with joy, anger, sorrow and happiness, which is quite touching. Chen's poems are all excellent works, but after all, they are plagiarized and excerpts. Sometimes people feel that the lyrics are not fulfilled. Although they are well received, they don't feel much.

At the door of Suiya Mountain House, many literati who could not enter were still wandering. Every time a stick of incense was in, Wu Liuer would hold a red list and post the new poems in the situation.

For example, how is a certain young master looking for the poem, how is a certain husband going against it, and so-called a certain husband being eliminated again. This novel method gives many people the opportunity to watch the fun. Although they have no chance to listen to the style of talents, they can also learn a lot from the poems.

"It's the prodigy from Lingyin Temple that is going to show off with Mr. Zeng. The prodigy made such a good word. It turns out that he is a person who dares to provoke Mr. Zeng. It seems that he is not a fool."

"Ran Yi Rang, huh, this poem is really good and interesting. But it's better to have Mr. Zeng's poem."

"Wow, what's the good thing about Mr. Zeng's poems? This is still a brilliant literary talent called Chen Ao. The lyrics are not like poetry. How can you achieve it overnight? But look at Mr. Chen, tsk, it's a perfect expression."

"Here, come, change the rankings again. Let's take a look, oh, it turns out that Chen Ji and Chen have awarded a draw. Well, since it is a draw, you can compete again. We are still watching the fun."

The list was constantly changed, and the atmosphere reached its climax. Mr. Zeng and Mr. Chen were once in a while. In one hour, the two had already written four poems. There was still no winner in the field, but there was a squad outside the building. Mr. Zeng's fans raised their arms and shouted: "Turn out the ignorant guy in Lingyin Temple, and he is worthy of playing against Mr. Zeng."

Some people supported Chen Ao and muttered loudly: "Although Mr. Zeng is very quick and wise, he is far inferior to Chen Ao. It is obvious at a glance. Look at the desire to fly across the colorful clouds, Mo Fu Guanghan is drunk and written so well. Can Mr. Zeng make such a brilliant poem?"

Just when the results were inextricable, Wu Liuer came out again. The dark people outside the building stood on tiptoe and looked at it, only looking at the list text: "Next game, go against it."

"The poems are very good, why are they compared to the right one?"

"I don't understand this yet. It's harder to distinguish the winner than poetry. You have to distinguish the superiority and inferiority, and you can only do the right thing."

Poetry is like beauties, each with its own characteristics. Among a hundred people, there are one hundred Xishis. But the pairs are different, and they can always distinguish between superiors and inferiors. This requirement was proposed by Zeng Sui'an. Zeng Sui'an was unable to defeat Chen Ao for a while, and he was a little impatient. The dignified young master of Bianjing would not let Chen Ao surrender, it would be a joke if he told it out.

When everyone heard that they were having sex, they all became interested and kept saying yes. Chen Ao didn't refuse. At this moment, Chunfeng was proud and looked at Zeng Sui'an who was in a hurry with a smile, and he was very relaxed and happy. He was just an unknown man, and he won if he won, and he lost if he lost, and there was no pressure at all. However, Zeng Sui'an was different. He was too famous and the pressure to lose was even greater. Even maintaining this situation of not losing or winning was enough to make him angry.

In terms of momentum alone, Chen Ao has already gained the upper hand.

Chen Ao can't be a good man, but Chen Ao is not worried at all. He holds his head up and looks down on everything. He wants to play, and he is always with him. He will not lose the formation. He has to pretend to be B and pretend to be the end. Only by being thick-skinned can he survive in the world of talented men.

Zeng Sui'an sneered, his face turned pale, he pondered for a moment, took the lead in making the question, and said: "If you don't have any surprises, you will see the flowers blooming and falling in front of the courtyard."

As soon as Zeng Sui'an finished speaking, many people began to ponder. Although they were watching the battle, these people were literati after all. With the first couplet, they couldn't help but think about the second couplet. This question was a bit difficult, and ordinary people were not sorry for it for a while, so many people frowned and began to think about the answer.

Looking at Chen Ao again, he still looked like he had his hands crossed his chest, as if there was an answer in his chest and abdomen. This momentum was that even if Li Bai and Du Mu resurrected, he would be suppressed by him.

"Wow, looking at Mr. Chen's appearance, I must be confident. It's amazing, indeed, it's no wonder that I dare to provoke Mr. Zeng." Many people were frowning, and when they saw Chen Ao's appearance, they were immediately convinced.

Zeng Suian was also a little nervous and asked, "Did Brother Chen already have the answer?"

"No!" The dead duck was stubborn, still very imposing.

"Wow..." Countless people were stunned. No? No, you still looked confident and answered so confidently. Wow, this person is too thick-skinned and shameless.

Zeng Sui'an thought to himself: "Is it because he has the answer but deliberately makes fun of me?" This pair is actually not difficult for Zeng Sui'an. As a master of his level, Chen Ao is naturally easy. Zeng Sui'an took out this first couplet first, just like a marching war. He first sent a small group of troops to test the opponent's reality and reality, and then increased the difficulty and fought to the death with the opponent.

But Chen Ao said that he didn't think of the answer, which made him incredible. Zeng Sui'an asked tentatively: "If Brother Chen doesn't agree, then Brother Chen will lose this game."

He originally thought Chen Ao would say that he would think about it or suddenly come up with the second couplet, but Chen Ao said with confidence: "Okay, I lost this game."

Zeng Sui'an's face was suffocated and he was suddenly ecstatic. It turned out that this guy really couldn't be a match, it was great.

Zi Heng in the corner suddenly raised her spirits. Her deep and beautiful eyes looked at Chen Ao with her head raised and her chest raised. She couldn't help but smile and said to the third brother: "This person is very interesting. She obviously doesn't know how to do it, but she still wants to defeat her opponent. It's so funny."

The third brother was squinting his eyebrows and murmured: "I am not surprised by honor and disgrace, watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the courtyard. Well, this couple is interesting, but I don't want to stay or leave, and I look at the sky rolling and unfolding. I wonder if this second couplet is appropriate."

Seeing that the third brother was completely selfless and thought about the couplet, Zi Heng suddenly felt bored again. He held his sharpened chin, opened and closed his beautiful eyes, and went to think about his thoughts again.

"Okay, Brother Zeng is just giving the question, now I should have the question." Chen Ao smiled reservedly, and looked like he was as lonely as snow.

Zeng Suian sneered: "Brother Chen, please give a question." He was sure to win and seemed very generous.

"Smoke locks the willows in the pond, please let Brother Zeng out the second couplet." Chen Ao crossed his hands and raised his head high. Damn it was very tired to see the beam of the house, but Chen Ao seemed a little addicted.

"Smoke locks the willows in the pond?" Zeng Sui'an smiled slightly at first, then his face changed, and his face looked like earth.

This top couplet is absolutely absolute. The five characters in the first couplet are embedded in the five radicals, and the artistic conception is wonderful. It seems simple and right, but it is actually very difficult. Some people even think it is "the most difficult in the world". This top couplet comes out, no wonder Zeng Sui'an is beginning to be uneasy. If you don't say that Zeng Sui'an is like this, it is impossible to find the answer in a short period of time.

Chen Ao is fearless, but he still remembers a few absolutes that have never been many, but he is invincible enough.
Chapter completed!