1464: C1464 I'll Give You a Poem

C1464 I'll Give You a Poem

Finish the sentence.

Ye Fan's throat was almost smoking.

The whole place was silent.

There were two words written on their faces in unison: Confusion!

What was he saying?

Why couldn't he understand?

In order to break the deadlock, Hundred-eyed Devil Lord smiled. "Don't be surprised, everyone. What he said just now requires some physics knowledge. G is gravity acceleration, and the formula is V = GT."

"Initial speed v0 = 0, Final speed vs GT, falling height H = (1 / 2). From this, we can deduce vt2 = 2gH. "

Everyone:... ""

This time, they were even more dumbfounded.

What was he saying?

Mhm?

What fancy things? Most of them.

Why can't I understand them at all?

But it still gives them an incomparably high-end feeling.

F * ck!

These two people's knowledge is too fierce.

Ziyi bit her lips, obviously not understanding either.

He finally understood.

This question was what Ye Fan wanted him to win.

But he did not belittle himself.

After all, he still had one more chance to trouble Ye Fan.

As long as he couldn't answer, he would be able to regain his face.

But at this moment, Ye Fan's interest was waning. Obviously, he already felt that there was no meaning in fighting.

Especially when it came to the unspoken rules.

Hundred-eyed Devil Lord said in a low voice, "You must fight well and strive to get first place. At that time, you won't have to worry about your healing panacea anymore."

"You can choose the prize?" Ye Fan asked in surprise.

"You can choose any prize within the same value."

"Damn! Why didn't you say so earlier?"

Ye Fan immediately reignited the flames of war.

However, he wasn't facing Zi Yi, but the group of Roc Clan.

Because if he wanted Zi Yi to advance, Ye Fan would definitely not be able to answer his question.

"Hurry up and give me the questions. My blade is already thirsting for more." Ye Fan urged.

“ Ohhhh!"

Zi Yi felt the change in Ye Fan's attitude, but before she could react, she quickly handed over the questions that she had prepared earlier.

"Question: Today, there is an unknown number. Three out of three, two out of five, three out of five, two out of seven out of seven, how much do you want to know?"

Damn it, this was too simple.

He didn't even need to go to junior high school. He could simply find a sixth grade student to answer him in minutes.

The meaning of the questions was that there were some items, and he didn't know how many of them there were. If there were three numbers, there would be two more. If there were five numbers, there would be three more. If there were seven numbers, there would be two more. How many items were there exactly?

It was nothing more than looking for a natural number that had been eliminated by three digits, two digits by five by three, and two digits by seven digits.

Ye Fan pretended to be deep in thought and pretended to be deep in thought.

Everyone had a temper.

"This kind of question can be answered after a long period of time, but to answer it within ten breaths of time is as difficult as ascending to the heavens."

"I didn't expect that Zi Yi would have a problem with the number technique. It's probably because she knows that this person only knows the unorthodox way and doesn't know the number technique."

"Looking at how carefully he's thinking, he probably won't be able to answer it."

...

For some reason.

All the demons present revealed a pleased expression.

I'll let you show off earlier.

Now you can't answer, right?

Shame on you.

But in the next second.

Ye Fan didn't want to think about it anymore. He chatted with Hundred-eyed Devil Lord who was standing beside him.

"The grand ceremony of the Roc Clan will end after the civil war, right?"

"That's right, do you have anything else to do after this?"

"Yes, I have to return to treat my injuries."

Hearing this, the Demon Lord smiled bitterly.

You haven't won the championship yet, so you just want to treat your injuries later.

This is too crazy.

"Ten breaths are up."

Ye Fan also said a number, "23."

Hundred-eyed Devil Lord understood and immediately said, "Sorry, your answer time has passed, so whether the answer is correct or not, it is counted as not answering."

" Sigh! Alright, I can only allow him to advance. Dammit!"

Everyone was speechless when they saw Ye Fan's performance.

What the f * ck was going on?

Do you think we're blind?

I won't say it earlier or later.

You just have to wait for ten breaths before saying it again. Are you cheating on me?

Was he trying to let Ziyi advance on purpose?

The point was, if you kept pretending to be lost in thought, you could have done it. After thinking for less than two breaths, you started chatting with her.

It was obvious that he already had an answer in his heart.

It's really your fault for letting him advance on purpose.

Of course, Zi Yi understood. He clenched his fists tightly and was filled with anger.

He felt that his face had been ruthlessly trampled on.

But he couldn't find a good way to counterattack.

Fine, I'll beat you in the battle of poetry later.

"There are two people who can advance in this year's literary competition. Next, let's start the literary competition. I would like to invite the Heavenly Pride of the Roc Clan."

"They are Tang Wei, Tang Zhuo, Tang Nian, Wan Shuyi and Miao Yuchen."

The five of them went up the stage.

Ye Fan immediately saw a familiar figure.

Wan Shuyi was the person he knew the first time he came to Demon Realm for a mission. At that time, he also knew Glutte.

He had never seen her since the last time they met.

He didn't expect to see her at the Great Roc Banquet.

Wasn't she a human?

Why was she here?

Wan Shuyi, on the other hand, had a smile on her face as she walked towards Ye Fan.

"Long time no see. I thought I would never see you again."

Ye Fan scratched his head. "Didn't I see you? Why are you here?"

"Hehe, invited to participate in the literary competition! Our Boundless Academy is the representative of the human culture. Naturally, we won't miss such an occasion. Furthermore, we have to spread the culture of the demons."

Although they were humans, they lived in the Demon Realm.

The Demon Realm is their home.

Culture was the most basic righteousness.

"That person is also from the Everlasting Academy?"

"Miao Yuchen, he's a new student. He's here to join in the fun."

"Is Zhao Wuji here yet?"

"The dean is here as well, but he should be in a higher level viewing platform. He won't be sitting with us." said Miao Yuchen.

Ye Fan looked around and found the old man.

He waved his hand as a greeting.

"I didn't expect you two to know each other."

At this time, Tang Zhuo slowly walked over.

"There are too many things that you didn't expect. Hurry up and get lost. Don't disturb my fun." Ye Fan cursed in his heart.

"You... reckless man! Hmph. "

In terms of cultivation, Tang Zhuo was indeed not good at it.

However, in terms of literature, in the vast younger generation of the Roc Clan, no one dared to take the first place, not even Tang Wei.

"Everyone, look! Something seems to have happened over there."

"It seems like the new contestant and Tang Zhuo are arguing."

"Isn't he too bold? Tang Zhuo has won the championship five times in a row. Isn't he afraid of being pressed to the ground and rubbed against each other?"

"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. I think he will be tortured very miserably later."

"I think so too."

...

"Even a boor can torture you. Do you believe me?" Ye Fan provoked him directly.

"Ah? Hahaha!"

Tang Zhuo was stunned for a moment before he burst out laughing.

" Beat me up? Literature? I'm dying of laughter."

"You know, I studied literature when I was three, and I practiced calligraphy when I was five. When I was ten years old, I could be called a master of calligraphy. When I was fifteen, I was proficient in poetry and writing. When I was twenty, poems were passed down in the streets and alleys, and my knowledge lay across the ages. Do you know astronomy and geography? Are you even known as the King of Poetry? "

"Urgh!"

Ye Fan expressed a bit of disgust.

"You really know how to brag."

"Hmph, whether you are bragging or not, you will know in a while."

"Then do you know who I am?" Ye Fan asked back.

"Isn't it just a quasi-Demon Emperor? You still want to use your status to scare me?"

"No, no, no."

Ye Fan said casually, "When I was one year old, I studied literature, when I was three years old, I practiced calligraphy, and when I was five years old, I learned three hundred Tang poems. When I was six years old, I knew how to sing. I planted the sun, and when I was seven years old, I broke a rock in my chest. When he was twenty years old, he could write hundreds of poems, one step at a time, and one poem at a time. One flower at a time, one world, people give him the nickname of the Greatest Handsome Poet Immortal in the world - - - Little Li Bai."

Tang Zhuo was dumbfounded.

He didn't expect Ye Fan's resume to be better than his.

He didn't know if ___ was doing it on purpose, but he seemed to have taken each step earlier than him.

It was just that no one understood.

When he was seven years old, he had broken a huge rock on his chest. Why didn't he write anything after that?

Ziyi couldn't help but directly ask.

Ye Fan sneered and said mysteriously, "Please, when I was seven years old, I was just a child who learned how to speak. The broken rock on my chest naturally needs to be treated in the hospital. It was also thirteen years, almost crippled."

"Pfft!"

Was this self-mockery?

Or was he mocking Tang Zhuo?

He didn't even put him in his eyes?

Everyone was confused, but they all felt that Ye Fan's words made them very angry.

Tang Zhuo was furious. "Little Fu Xin, Demon Emperor, don't be rash!"

"One after another, thousands of branches accumulate ten thousand leaves. I will not bloom myself, so as to avoid attracting bees and butterflies."

As soon as he finished speaking.

Everyone's eyes lit up.

Was he starting to write a poem just like that?

"What a good poem! He used bamboo as a metaphor for himself. The bamboo doesn't bloom, so that the bees and butterflies don't get entangled. "

" It's too awesome! The bamboo has a clear and noble air, it doesn't compete with the flowers for beauty, this is a way to show off how extraordinary it is"

"Haha, it seems like this Demon Emperor lost in the first round."

Ye Fan curled his lips.

"This poem of yours was made by you? I'm warning you, don't brag."

Everyone's gaze was focused on Tang Zhuo, and he felt a burst of anger.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't say that he was the one who did it.

"No, but it can express my current feelings."

"Is that so? Use my friend's poem to express your feelings?" Ye Fan smiled. Actually, this was a poem from Zheng Panqiao, named Bamboo.

It was recorded in the poem collection that Ye Fan gave to Hundred-eyed Devil Lord.

Ye Fan claimed that all the poet there were his friends.

"Your friends?"

"Of course."

Ye Fan sighed, as if he was lost in his memories.

"Thinking back to the past."

"The mountain is not high, it has its name. The water is not deep, there is a dragon rule spirit. This is a bad room, but only I, De Xin, am. The upper grade of the taiga was green, and the grass was green in the curtain. There were good scholars talking and laughing, but there were no white trifles. He could tune the Su Qin and read the Golden Scripture. There were no messy ears like silk bamboos, no table toil shape. Southern Sun Zhuge Lu, Xishu Zi Yunting. Ye Fan Yun: What's so crude about it? "

This...

He finished his words.

Everyone fell into deep thought and began to carefully understand the meaning of this sentence.

Their faces were filled with shock. Was this the experience of Ye Fan?

Those who came to his house to chat and laugh were all knowledgeable people. Those who were not knowledgeable could play unadorned zither and read Buddhist scriptures.

There was no sound of a string playing to disturb one's ears. There was no official document from the government that tired one's body.

These words reflected Ye Fan's noble and noble character.

Was it really this person in front of him?

Zi Yi's body trembled. She was in complete admiration of Ye Fan's temperament.

However, he never would have thought that the person in front of him would behave in such a manner.

Could it be that the rudeness and recklessness he displayed were his protective colors?

Moreover, the softness in his heart did not wish to be known by others.

Only when true emotions were revealed would it be reflected.

Hundred-eyed Devil Lord nodded faintly at the side. "He's right. He was the one who gave me the poetry collection I promoted earlier."

"I heard it was recorded when he chatted with his friends."

God's assistance!

After saying this.

Everyone inhaled a breath of cold air.

It seemed like Ye Fan wasn't any worse than Tang Zhuo.

Wan Shuyi sighed, "Sigh, I thought it was a battle poem, but I didn't expect it to turn out to be reading it."

"Forget it. I will withdraw from this literary competition."

"Why?" Everyone was puzzled.

In any case, Wan Shuyi was the candidate recommended by the Everlasting Academy.

Her strength was naturally not weak.

She laughed at herself, "You all might not know this, but in fact, the credit for me entering the Everlasting Academy is all because of this Demon Emperor."

"Back then, he expressed his unique views on literature by fighting against several people alone. Even the dean was amazed."

"Compared to him, I'm not even qualified. The reason why I quit now is because I don't want to embarrass myself. "

Everyone widened their eyes once again.

They were completely shocked by Ye Fan's resume.

It turned out that he had also been to Boundless Academy.

However, Wan Shuyi's words had yet to be verified.

Everyone inadvertently shifted their gazes to Zhao Wuji.

He nodded silently with a smile on his face. Clearly, he approved of Wan Shuyi's words.

"F * ck! I didn't expect our Demon Emperor to have such great achievements in literature. Even Dean Wuji approved of it."

"If that's the case, I'm afraid that it will be difficult for Tang Zhuo to win."

"Humph, so what? Tang Zhuo has also received the approval of Dean Wuji. It can only be said that the two of them are rivals."

Everyone became excited.

Wen Dou had always been a high and low existence.

Many demons fell asleep just by looking at him.

It didn't feel interesting.

Actually, it wasn't their fault.

The poems were dull and difficult to understand. If the works weren't interesting...

Nature can easily lead to sleepiness.

However, when these two people at the top of the poems fought, they unknowingly released a handful of stimulants, igniting everyone's hormones.

"Then I'll withdraw as well."

Miao Yuchen said in a low voice.

His strength was not even comparable to Wan Shuyi, and even if he attacked, he would still be cannon fodder.

"Then I won't compete anymore." Tang Wei smiled.

If his brother wanted to show off, he had to make way for him.

Now, only Purple Robe, Ye Fan, and Tang Zhuo were left.

Ye Fan continued, "Since you've expressed your feelings, I'll give you another poem."

“ Oh? "

Tang Zhuo's eyes moved.

"What poem do you want to send?"

Ye Fan stood with his hands behind his back. "Last year, a tear of yearning flowed to my mouth this year. Before the lotus steps left the cover, my forehead is already in front of the painting hall. "1

What did he mean?

Everyone began to analyze once again.

Hundred-eyed Devil Lord was the first to laugh, but he realized that something was not right and immediately suppressed his laughter.

Zi Yi understood what was going on later, and she glared at Ye Fan.

Obviously, he felt that it was not good to use poems to scold people.

Tang Zhuo immediately understood and pointed at Ye Fan with a red face. "You... you are really insulting us! You dare to use poems to insult me?"

"I am telling the truth. You do look like this." Ye Fan expressed his innocence.

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