Pu Taixian was afraid of being 'beaten to death' by Yan Qi, but he was not as arrogant as Jie Sanjia. He quickly said: "Xie Jieyuan, how can you say that? Although Mr. Yan has never gone to school, he is self-taught. Because of this, he is a great genius. That... I admire geniuses the most. My admiration for Mr. Yan is like a torrential river, endless, like the Yellow River overflowing and getting out of control."
Depend on!
When Xie Sanjia heard this, goosebumps fell all over the floor.
You actually said you admire Yan Qi? He also said a lot of flattering words.
Park Taixian, Park Taixian, are you still the reinforcement I invited?
How can you increase the ambition of others and destroy your own prestige?
Jie Sanjia pointed at Park Taixian with fierce eyes.
Park Taixian turned his head and looked into Sanjia's uneasy eyes.
"you……"
Jie Sanjia stamped his feet vigorously.
never mind.
Regardless of whether Park Taixian is a dog or not, as long as he can defeat Yan Qi, it is the last word.
Guopingren, Tang Bufan and others stared at Park Taixian's every move, and were choked by his inconsistent expressions.
"This guy is afraid of Yan Qi."
"Yes, this morning, I was still very cool about not giving up, but with the lessons learned from Meng Ge and Tokugawa Taizo, they flattered Yan Qi, and they are indeed fickle."
"A sycophant."
…
Yan Qi smiled playfully.
Knowing that Park Taixian was afraid of himself and a miserable end, he first said a few nice words and a more sincere attitude, leaving room for retreat.
This guy is a smart guy.
Yan Qi winked at Park Taixian: "You really know how to kill the chicken to show the monkey."
Park Taixian was startled, smiled awkwardly, and quickly changed the subject: "Mr. Yan, it's getting late, shall we start? Although my literary talent is not as good as Mr. Yan, I still want to give it a try and ask Mr. Yan for your advice."
Jie Sanjia listened and felt relieved.
What he fears most is that Park Taixian will give up and not dare to compete with Yan Qi, or even kneel down and lick Yan Qi's feet.
Now, hearing that Park Taixian is still competing, he is naturally happy.
Yan Qi nodded: "Okay, let's get started. You come up with the questions."
Yan Qi was very satisfied with Park Taixian's well-behaved attitude.
The ability to adapt to the wind, although it seems very weak, is still somewhat insightful.
At least, this guy isn't that annoying yet.
On Facebook, humans and animals are harmless.
As for Park Taixian still wanting to compete with himself, that's understandable.
Who doesn’t want to achieve great success?
As long as he can defeat himself at this level, he will be able to step on the shoulders of giants and make waves.
After all, Qi Ge is also a famous person who responds to everything.
If Park Tae-hyun beats me, it will naturally make him famous.
Yan Qi understands this truth.
But he was not afraid at all.
When competing in poetry, who are you afraid of? I am familiar with three hundred Tang poems, and I can recite them even if I can't compose them.
Pu Taixian looked at the stars in the sky and said, "The moonlight is good today and we are in the Star-Zhaing Tower. How about taking advantage of the scene and writing a five-character quatrain with the theme of stars?"
Everyone nodded after hearing this.
This scene is really good.
Yan Qi said nothing.
Pu Taixian looked at Yan Qi with a smile: "Mr. Yan, I think there are talented people in the audience and the starry sky is leisurely. It is very artistic to compose a five-character quatrain with the stars as the topic. What do you think of this topic? If you are not satisfied, you can I’ll be fine with changing it any way I want.”
Yan Qi smiled slightly and was very disdainful of Park Taixian's so-called 'appropriate' question.
Where is the occasion?
It was obvious that he came prepared, he just said it nicely.
If it really suits the occasion, why do we insist on specifying five-character quatrains?
Since we are composing poetry, there are five-character quatrains, seven-character quatrains, five-character rhymed poems, seven-character rhymed poems, and so on. Which one cannot be chosen?
However, Park Taixian chose to write a five-character quatrain by name.
How could this not come from preparation?
Park Taixian seems to be a soft-spoken guy, with a gentle spring breeze and gentle drizzle, and a hands-on attitude.
Yan Qi understood Park Taixian's tricks and was not impatient.
After all, reciting three hundred Tang poems is not in vain.
Yan Qi looked at Park Taixian and smiled faintly: "Okay, since you like five-character quatrains, let's follow this rule. No matter what, you are a guest from afar, so why not accommodate you?"
Park Taixian's heart skipped a beat, feeling extremely embarrassed.
He could tell that there was something in Yan Qi's words.
Yan Qi already understood that he had designated five-character quatrains.
However, people are not afraid and accept the move casually without fear.
This is scary.
Park Taixian was surprised: Is Yan Qi so confident?
Doesn't he know that I am a rising star in the Goryeo literary world, especially good at poetry and couplets, and am a very powerful being?
Park Taixian was very respectful, but showed no mercy at all. He looked up at the vast stars and chanted: "The stars on the stairs in the middle of the night are shining brightly and fluttering on my clothes. If you blink and smile, let me climb the ladder to heaven."
When everyone heard this poem, they applauded enthusiastically.
"Park Taixian's reputation is well-deserved."
"He is indeed a new talent in the Korean literary world."
"There are really two brushes."
…
Xie Sanjia was even more excited: "What a poem, what a poem. It personifies the stars, shows people with smiles, and imagines climbing the ladder to heaven, expressing the idea of climbing high and shouting."
"The most rare thing is that this is just a five-character quatrain. The whole poem has only twenty words in total, but it expresses the meaning of thousands of words. It can be said to be concise and concise, but also elegant and artistic. It is wonderful, even though I am not familiar with it. Even worse than that."
Yan Qi looked at Xie Sanjia: "Although this poem is wonderful, Xie Jieyuan's flattery skills are even more invincible."
Everyone burst out laughing.
"Ah, you...you are the flattering magician."
Jie Sanjia was extremely embarrassed.
He is an arrogant person who relies on his talent and has always been flattered by others. How can he take other people's works seriously?
However, in order to help Park Taixian win over Yan Qi, Park Taixian's work must be blown. Even if it is a masterpiece, one must blow it again and blow the masterpiece to the sky.
Everyone applauded unanimously.
The jury deliberated and gave four plus marks.
A perfect score is only five plus marks.
If you can get four plus numbers, you are already a master among masters.
Pu Taixian felt proud, but pretended to be humble, and bowed to Yan Qi: "Master Yan, I just made a fool of myself, just to make people laugh. Now, please display your talent and ambition, Master Yan."
Yan Qi did not compose a poem immediately. He took a sip of tea, closed his eyes, and rubbed his eyes.
But Jie Sanjia snorted: "Yan Qi, you haven't given up yet, what are you waiting for? Remember, this is a five-character quatrain. Can you surpass Park Taixian with a five-character quatrain? With such limitations, do you have the ability? ? I think you’d better admit defeat obediently, so as not to embarrass yourself in front of everyone.”
Yan Qi stared at Jie Sanjia and laughed: "Listening to Xie Jieyuan's tone, he is full of confidence. He despises me very much and looks down on me. He doesn't treat me as a pickle. It seems that you should have a hand in your chest that can surpass Pu Jie. How about singing Tai Xian's five-character quatrain for viewing?"
How could Xie Sanjia have thought that Yan Qi would turn his army against him?
