"Is there something wrong with him?!"
Xiao Xinyue grumbled.
"There's something wrong with Tie. He knows he'll be humiliated, but he still went up."
Xiao Runing shook her head helplessly.
Although he was Chinese, when the time came, he would make some strange things that would make people laugh to death.
"What if … he's hiding his strength?"
Xiao Xinyue mumbled.
Xiao Runing: "…"
"Hiding his strength? He didn't even bother to go to the Sky Martial Court when he was in Tian Hua City. Why would he go there to learn? "
Xiao Xinyue: "…"
Tie was done for!
However …
Based on her understanding of Lin Xuan, he was very smart. How could he embarrass himself? How could he not know what the other two were thinking? Since he knew, why did he still insist on going up the mountain despite knowing that it was dangerous?
Perhaps this was something worth looking forward to.
When Su Zhiming and Qin Ming saw that Lin Xuan had taken the bait, they were overjoyed.
"Xiao Xuan, if you really can't do it, just play around!"
Xiao Zun said to Lin Xuan. He purposely raised his voice so that others could hear him. This was to protect Lin Xuan. He knew that Lin Xuan was Chinese and would not be good at poetry. Since there were dozens of young people here who were all talented, Lin Xuan could not be compared to them. Therefore, he said that Lin Xuan was just playing around. It would not be embarrassing even if he lost.
"I understand, uncle."
Lin Xuan nodded.
"Haha, young people are very brave. I hope you can show us something unexpected!"
Lan Tianhai said with a smile.
"I wouldn't dare. I'm just playing around. I don't know how to write poems. I just hope you won't mind."
Lin Xuan said with a fist salute.
Su Zhiming walked over and patted Lin Xuan on the shoulder. "Every elder here is very easy-going. Don't worry! And you don't have to be so modest anymore. "
Lin Xuan smiled and nodded without saying anything.
"If that's the case, then let's begin the poetry competition. If there are any outstanding poems in this poetry competition, then I will consider including your poems in the textbook!"
Hearing Lan Tianhai's words, they were all shocked.
In the textbook just now? Wasn't this passed down through the ages? Even if you can't, it's only for a short period of time. Within a short period of time, everyone will know your poem. Wow! How big of a card was that!
"Of course, since it's in the textbook, it must mean that this poem is extremely outstanding and can't be an ordinary work. However, I think that with your talent, you will definitely be able to come up with a poem this time!"
Lan Tianhai said.
"Alright, let's start composing the poem now. The designated poem for you is' homesick '! Twenty minutes should be enough for you scholars to compose a poem. Then, let's begin now. You can walk around the entire venue and ponder. The rest of you can also chat with each other, eat some food, and wait for the children's results! But please don't disturb them! "
Impromptu composing a poem must have a limited theme. Every time, every year, it would be different. If there wasn't a limited theme, then those people could have already composed the poem a long time ago. They could even get others to help them. How could this be considered impromptu? Of course not!
"Young Master Lin, do your best! This young master hopes to compete with your poem! "
Su Zhiming patted Lin Xuan on the shoulder and said with a smile.
"I will, I will!"
Then, Su Zhiming sneered and walked away with a pen and paper. He went to ponder over the poem!
You will?
Are you worthy?
In a while, everyone will be able to hear the ridiculous poem that comes out of your mouth!
Lin Xuan bit his pen. It was unknown how long it had been since he touched a pen. Lin Xuan's handwriting was already ugly. Now that he hadn't written in such a long time, it was really like a dog crawling.
Xiao Runing looked at Lin Xuan's pensive appearance and couldn't help but worry!
Homesick poems should be very common. It wasn't too difficult to write, especially if you just casually made up a few sentences. But for Lin Xuan …
Especially when looking at his furrowed brows, it felt like he was in a difficult situation.
Yes, Lin Xuan was really in a difficult situation!
The poems that he learned the most on Earth were homesick poems, right? Which one should he copy?
"Elder Xiao, how are your grandson-in-law's accomplishments in poetry?"
Lan Tianhai sat at the judges' table and asked Xiao Qingcheng beside him.
"To be honest, I don't know either. But it shouldn't be comparable to the ones here. After all, China has never advocated this aspect. Their accomplishments in this aspect naturally can't compare to Ice Country."
Xiao Qingcheng said this to give face to Lin Xuan. He wanted others to think that Lin Xuan didn't have much accomplishments from the start and didn't have high expectations. This way, even if his poems weren't good, they would have a pardonable view of him.
"It's just that I feel that since he's participating, he should have something."
Lan Tianhai also gave Xiao Qingcheng a lot of face by saying this.
Time slowly passed. Su Zhiming and a few others finished in ten minutes. Then, Su Zhiming walked to Lin Xuan's side to take a look.
It was still blank!
He couldn't help but laugh disdainfully in his heart.
As expected, he didn't know at all!
"Young Master Lin, are you still thinking?"
Su Zhiming said.
"En, it's about time!"
"Then I won't disturb you anymore!"
Su Zhiming then walked away with a smile!
At the same time, Lin Xuan also started writing. Those ugly words were written on the paper.
After a few seconds, Lin Xuan's movements stopped. Xiao Runing, who had been paying attention to Lin Xuan, felt her heart skip a beat.
There was no time, why did he stop?
At this time, Lin Xuan raised his head and looked at Xiao Runing.
"That … Ning Ning, how do you write 'night can't be mei'?"
Everyone: "… …"
Xiao Runing: "… …"
Xiao Zun and the others' mouths couldn't help but twitch.
Really, Lin Xuan's words made many people hold back their laughter. It's fine if you don't know how to write poems, but you also don't know how to write?
This really confirmed that he doesn't know how to write poems. A person who doesn't even know how to write can write poems?
Xiao Runing then walked over and took Lin Xuan's pen and paper. She helped him write the word. When she saw Lin Xuan's dog-like words, she simply wanted to cry!
Little brother, you'll be laughed at to death like this! Then why did you participate?
Xiao Runing helplessly thought.
Lin Xuan then looked at Lan Tianhai and said, "Uncle Lan, it should be fine to let Ning Ning help me write some words, right?"
"Of course it's fine!"
Lan Tianhai said.
Lin Xuan nodded and then added in the last sentence.
"Alright, time's up! Now, everyone quiet down. Everyone, recite your poems in order. We will evaluate your poems! "Lan Tianhai said.
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