Su Lingyue and Caiyun naturally noticed it, with shock on their faces.
Subconsciously he looked at Lin Bai.
Lin Bai gave them a calming look, and then slowly stood up.
At this time, everyone's eyes were turned to Lin Bai. He was the focus of the entire hall among countless young girls.
And among them, Li Changfeng was naturally included.
"How can it be?"
"You...are you Lin Qingfeng?"
Li Changfeng felt as if he had seen a ghost. He never dreamed that Lin Bai was actually Lin Qingfeng, and not long ago, he was talking nonsense in front of him.
This is simply...
His face instantly turned extremely pale, and he said: "This is absolutely impossible. Those poems were definitely not written by you. They must have been bought and plagiarized!"
"Shameless, you are the one who really plagiarized!"
The little girl couldn't bear it any longer and burst out violently.
Caiyun did the same and said loudly: "Despicable villain, that look is definitely my uncle's fault, but he still dares to show off shamelessly."
"Don't talk nonsense."
Li Changfeng angrily rebuked, "What I did to you, my master, has become yours since then. It's simply ridiculous."
The crowd was still a little confused at this time.
Still immersed in doubts about who Lin Qingfeng was, this happened directly.
Qin Kexin also frowned. Was he definitely right? She believed this statement almost immediately, and it seemed that this was the way to go.
Song Qianqian also looked surprised, with the corners of her mouth raised with a hint of amusement.
Yuan Hongyang in the cubicle also heard the noise at this time.
In fact, he also wanted to know who Lin Qingfeng was and had been paying attention.
Hearing about the plagiarism, his face immediately turned cold. He strode out of the cubicle, looked at Lin Bai and his group and asked, "You say he plagiarized, do you have any evidence?"
The old man's face was gloomy.
Buying poems and plagiarizing are completely different. Although he doesn't like the former, some talented people are from poor families and it is helpless to sell some poems to make ends meet.
But plagiarism is completely different. It is naked robbery.
"Old Yuan!"
Everyone did not expect that even Yuan Hongyang would come out, and they all quickly performed student salutes.
Li Changfeng was also a little panicked, but he remained calm on the surface, and said quickly: "Please Mr. Yuan, please make the decision for Xiaosheng. These three people have framed the student for no reason. There is no way they have evidence. It was the student who did it."
"What a fart!"
Su Lingyue was so angry that she cursed, but unfortunately, she really couldn't produce any evidence.
It's just a casual comment, where's the evidence?
Caiyun also stamped her feet anxiously.
Lin Bai comforted the two of them, looked at Mr. Yuan and the others and said, "Actually, Lin doesn't really care whether the couplet was plagiarized or not. When his family told Lin that the couplet was plagiarized, Lin didn't take it seriously at all. It’s just a couplet that was recited casually, it’s just plagiarized, what’s the big deal.”
This was said lightly, but the crowd was unhappy.
Yuan Hongyang was a little unhappy. It didn't matter what he called it. Every work of a scholar was a labor of love, so how could he not take it seriously?
"However, my family insisted. They said it was something that belonged to me and could not be used by anyone else."
"I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me. I didn't cheat, but other people used my things to cheat, defrauding others' trust, and even defrauding the feelings of some women who had not left the court. So what do I have? correct?"
"I thought about it and realized that there was something wrong with not stopping the other party even though they knew they were cheating, so I came here today."
Lin Bai said lightly.
Pretended it a little.
"You...you don't want to spit on others."
Li Changfeng said angrily, "So what if what you say is ridiculous? Where's the evidence? If you can't provide evidence, it's a false accusation, yes! I admit that your poems are good, but so what? Can you prove that this couple is yours?"
"Yes! Mr. Lin's poems are indeed good and talented, but they have nothing to do with the couplet."
"That's right! And good poetry and couplets don't necessarily mean good ones."
"..."
Everyone was talking about it.
To put it bluntly, the three of them have no evidence at all and it is difficult to be convincing.
Although many people may choose to believe it, but without evidence, it is ultimately an injustice.
Yuan Hongyang thought the same way, because he believed that people who could write that kind of poem would definitely not bother to steal a couplet from others.
It's just that he is curious. This kind of thing cannot be proved, so why does the other party still come forward?
How can he prove it?
Qin Kexin was also very curious, staring at Lin Bai with her beautiful eyes.
Unexpectedly, Lin Bai did not prove it, but said: "Do you know who this song "Wangjiang Tower" was written for? It's just for you."
Lin Bai looked at Li Changfeng and continued: "You all like the last two sentences, but Lin prefers the first two sentences."
"The sun sets over the mountains, watching the river flow into the sea."
"Has the white sun on the mountain ended? No, it is still at the other end of the mountain, shining on the earth. It has not flowed away when looking at the river and into the sea. It has the sea in its heart, and the sea and the sky are brighter from now on."
"But you can't see any of this, because you are narrow-minded and low-level. All you see is the fame and fortune in front of you, and you can't see the scenery further away. Holding a copy of the couplets that the young master picked up from his mouth, you are right there. You're so arrogant and shameless, you're a Jiangzhou tyrant, I think you're a Jiangzhou literary thief."
"you you……"
Li Changfeng pointed at Lin Bai, his heart pounding and his face flushed.
What a Jiangzhou literary thief, the whole hall was shocked.
Yuan Hongyang's eyes widened as he read another interpretation of the poem.
Qin Ke clutched her heart, her bright eyes flashing with bright light. She knew that from today on, Li Changfeng was completely finished.
Such an eternal quatrain, anyone who associates with it will be remembered in history. The difference lies in whether it is famous or infamous.
Li Changfeng is obviously the latter. He will be knocked out of breath by this poem for the rest of his life.
Even after death, he will be infamy for thousands of years.
Although there is no evidence, no evidence is needed at all.
Unfortunately, Li Changfeng didn't understand, and still yelled: "You...you are talking nonsense. Even if you say that Potian and his wife are mine, you have no evidence."
"evidence?"
Lin Bai smiled scornfully, "Have you forgotten what I just said? It's just a couplet I got randomly. Since I got it randomly, I naturally want as much as I want."
"Yes, yes."
He pretended to be meditating, "Listen, watch the clouds moving in the Cloud Pavilion, watch the clouds moving in the Cloud Pavilion, watch the clouds moving in the four directions, the clouds moving in the four directions."
"Listen to the rain in the Pavilion, listen to the fall of the rain, listen to the fall of the rain in the Pavilion of Yu, the third watch of the Pavilion of Yu, the third watch of the fall of the rain."
"The Sutra Pavilion contains the Sutra Volumes. The Sutra Pavilion contains the Sutra Volumes. The Sutra Pavilion contains the Sutra Volumes for eternity."
"..."
"Is that enough? Do you want more?"
The entire hall fell into dead silence, and everyone was stunned.
Li Changfeng pointed at Lin Bai, his pupils widened, his whole body trembling, and suddenly with a sound of "ah", he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
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