The sound of "good" really startled the others in the teahouse.


    Originally, everyone was immersed in the beauty of the poems read by Jiang Fan. Just after reading them, all body and mind were still aftertaste, but they were suddenly called out by Chen Ang''s cry.


    It''s strange not to be scared to death!


    Chen ang did not pay any attention to his over excited performance.


    The whole person has subconsciously stood up from the chair and looked at Jiang Fan with green light.


    "Well, the world laughs that I''m too crazy. I laugh that the world can''t see it! It''s easy to tell! Jiang Fan, have a good drink with me tonight! I''ve heard such a good work for the first time since I left home! If there''s no accident, it must be handed down from generation to generation!"


    Chen ang walked directly in front of Jiang Fan, as if an adolescent saw his first love, which made Jiang Fan feel a little nervous.


    "Cough, it''s easy to say. It''s just a meal of wine. I''ll accompany you as much as you want. Don''t be too excited. Sit down? The competition is not over yet."


    Jiang Fan said slightly embarrassed.


    "There''s nothing like that! The standard of your two poems can be compared with that of me. In particular, the world laughs that I''m too crazy. I laugh that the world can''t see it! Even I can''t write such a poem at all! If you can make such a poem, your poetic attainments are high. Even if you say that your first week is a little arrogant, it''s definitely not far away."


    Chen ang stared and said.


    Hearing that Chen ang said that Jiang Fan''s attainments in poetry could be compared with him, the three young people from Jinling were stunned.


    In particular, Yu Wencheng, who was cynical about Jiang Fan from the beginning, was instantly filled with incredible expressions.


    He was stunned and said: "boss Chen, you can''t talk nonsense. How old is he? His poetic attainments can be compared with you? How is this possible? Poetry is the voice of the heart. Without enough life perception, how can he reach the peak together with poetry?"


    Chen angbai glanced at him and said with disdain: "There are geniuses in this world. It''s intoxicating to say that the second poem has a meaningful language and meaning, and it''s like resentment and appropriateness, and the writing is also smooth and pleasant. It''s true and easy, and it doesn''t stick to the law. You can''t praise it too much. If you can make even one poem of this level in your life, you can be regarded as a pioneer in poetry."


    Such an assessment is too surprising.


    So that not only the three young people from Jinling are unbelievable, but even those young people in Heyang city feel a little strange.


    Really... Is it that good?


    Besides, at least Jiang Fan''s second poem is a little too plain. There is no modification at all. How can this former imperial master praise it so much?


    "The second poem is Jiang Fan''s undisputed victory. After listening to my advice, there is no need to continue today''s competition. Jiang Fan''s poetic attainments are far above you. If you continue to compete, it''s just to give Jiang Fan money."


    Chen ang ignored the consternation of the people in the teahouse, turned to the mature young man and began to advise him.


    "My Lord! There are 50000 pieces of money and tickets, and all of them will be exported at a big event! I really can''t believe that there is such a monster in the world? Please continue to make a question! If he can even make five poems that you can praise, I will admit it! Otherwise... It''s just two, which can''t fully explain anything!"


    Facing the mature young man, he gritted his teeth and said.


    It seems that losing twice in a row has dealt a heavy blow to the pride of young people.


    Jiang Fan, with a happy face, arched his hands at the young man and said, "thank you first, brother. It''s worthy of being from Jinling. It''s really generous! If there are all forthright people like you in the world, how good! Can I have hundreds of thousands of people in every minute?"


    "Don''t be complacent! If you can still make poems of the same level next, I have nothing to say. Otherwise, you will not only lose these money tickets, but also lose a lot to us!"


    Facing the mature young man, he snorted coldly, arched his hand at Chen ang again and said, "Sir, please continue to make questions!"


    Chen ang frowned, but he didn''t stop facing the mature young man after all.


    After a simple thought, the next topic came out.


    However, in the next half hour, it basically became Jiang Fan''s solo dance!


    In view of the great gap between Jiang Fan and the three opposite people in the creation of two consecutive poems before, Chen ang directly changed the order of writing poems and began with the third one, which Jiang Fan recited first.


    I never thought that in this way, it would be a more serious blow to the confidence of the three Jinling people.


    First, Jiang Fan''s speed of writing poetry is too fast. Chen Ang''s topics are often just finished. After thinking for a while, Jiang Fan directly recites his poetry.


    If only the speed of writing poetry is too fast, it''s no big deal, but these poems that seem to be recited directly without any thinking are incredibly high in quality!


    So that the three of Jinling were first shocked by the speed of Jiang Fan''s poetry, and then shocked by the level of Jiang Fan''s poetry. Under repeated blows, they simply had no idea of thinking hard.


    Let alone improvised poetry, even if they were given ten or twenty years, it would be impossible for them to make such a handed down work... How can this Jiang Fan in front of them be so easily captured?


    If they had not experienced and seen it with their own eyes, they would have felt it was a nightmare.


    Three people, no one can fight.


    From beginning to end, he couldn''t even make a decent resistance, so he was completely crushed by Jiang Fan.


    Watching Jiang Fan happily put away the 50000 yuan money ticket, it doesn''t hurt the mature young man.


    Anyway, money is just a number to him.


    But he had a great sense of frustration and shame.


    Obviously, the three of them took the initiative to come to Heyang city and wanted to humiliate the so-called great Zhou poetry first. Who ever thought... On the contrary, the three of them became a complete joke!


    This hit him... It was too big!


    He threw all the 50000 yuan money tickets to Lin Wanqing. Jiang Fan didn''t feel strange when he looked at the three people in Jinling.


    make fun of!


    For the latter three topics, I have successively produced Du Fu''s "thousands of miles of sad autumn and frequent visitors", Su Shi''s "ten years of life and death" and Chen Ziang''s most famous song "climbing Youzhou stage".


    This is tantamount to throwing three nuclear bombs in a row!


    In the face of this kind of nuclear weapon in the poetry circle, whoever comes will be blasted into slag!


    There will be such an effect in front of you. There is no suspense at all!