Zhang Zhida looked around again.
No matter which talent he was, they all avoided his gaze and answered the question silently.
Just when Zhang Zhida thought that his conclusion had successfully convinced everyone, a hand was raised next to Ning Wuyan.
"I can."
"..."
Ning Wuyan, who was a step late, looked at Shen Youchu dumbfounded.
It wasn't that he had agreed to handle this issue, so there was no need for Miss Shen to stand up for him.
But to his surprise, Zhang Zhida was not as arrogant as before in response to Shen Youchu's answer. Instead, he asked carefully: "Excuse me, are you a master in the painting world, Shen Tu Ling Shen?"
Shen Tuling?
Ning Wuyang asked in surprise: "Your nickname is Tu Ling?"
"Ah? Didn't I tell Mr. Ning?"
Shen Youchu retracted his hand to cover his mouth, and for some reason, he smiled sarcastically. It was not a shy expression, but rather a guilty expression, which made Ning Wuyao a little puzzled.
Known as a master of painting, you still don’t want to admit it?
This is not like Miss Shen's style.
He wanted to ask again, but Zhang Zhida, who had already obtained the accurate answer, bowed his head towards Shen Youchu and made a scholarly salute.
"I don't know Miss Shen is here. The question I just asked was just for people in the literary world and has nothing to do with Miss Shen. Anyone who has heard of Tu Ling's name knows that Tu Ling's paintings are superb and can be called miraculous. Whether you have seen it or not, you can sketch it on paper, I admire you."
Shen Youchu originally wanted to take the opportunity to refute Zhang Zhida's doubts.
Who would have thought that the most talented man in Luohe Road would be so shameless.
He disliked Mr. Ning in every possible way, but he kept flattering her.
The suffocation she had been holding back for so long could not break out.
Seeing this, Ning Wuyan could only gently pull her behind him and comfort her in a low voice: "Don't worry, I will let him shoot himself in the foot."
Just saying.
Seeing that Shen Youchu had no intention of pursuing the matter, Zhang Zhida reiterated his question.
This time Ning Wuyan didn't wait for anyone to reply, so he raised his hand like Shen Youchu.
"I can."
"..."
Zhang Zhida couldn't help but rolled his eyes, with contempt written all over his face.
I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people!
Ning Wuhao's evidence is conclusive. Does he simply want to get rid of everyone's suspicion about his ghostwriting in this way?
dream!
"Ning Wushan, this kind of thing is not something you can do."
"Is that what you said you could do?"
Ning Wuyan was still smiling.
In Zhang Zhida's opinion, such a smile was tantamount to provocation.
exactly.
As early as when Zhang Zhida came to compete with Ning Wuhuang, he actually came to expose Ning Wuhuang Shixian's deception, so he decided to break up with Ning Wuhuang, and at this time he simply used his trump card.
"Since Ning Wuyan is so confident that you can write wonderful poems without ever having been, heard, or seen, then that's great!"
Zhang Zhida cleared his throat and waved to everyone.
"Everyone, come and see, our fake Jinling Poet Immortal is planning to prove his innocence. Are there any colleagues who have been to some remote places to study, or have left poems in some remote places? Everyone can come forward and compete with this impostor."
"As long as we can win over this fake Poet Immortal, we will all be considered as having played a part in purging the literary world, and we will surely become famous all over the world."
Benefits move people's hearts, and clever words can tell people's looks.
Ning Wuyang felt that what Zhang Zhida did today was more stupid than bad.
When things get quiet here, I will let Brother Qin Shi and Ju Xiang go find out the details of this number one talent in Luohe Road.
No one was interested in what Zhang Zhida said about contributing.
But many people are very interested in being able to defeat the fake Jinling Shixian and become famous all over the world.
Some people who claim to have outstanding talents are even still imagining that when the fake poetry immortal is exposed and his name is empty but no one claims it, he can give it a try.
With this idea in mind, someone immediately raised their hands.
"Brother Zhang, I have been to the Kunlun Mountains. Few people have set foot there. I once left a poem there."
The speaker cleared his throat.
When the eyes of everyone around him were focused on him, he slowly spoke.
"The Big Dipper is in Nancheng, holding the moon wheel on the sea. It flies into Kunlun and turns into a sky of clouds."
As soon as this poem came out, not many people cheered.
Because it is tangible and intangible, we only know that Kunhua Mountain is in the north, so the position of the Beidou is in the south. We know that there should be a sea in the Kunlun Mountains, and the peaks are extremely high. We can imagine the poet standing on the top of the mountain and wanting to fly up to the clouds. But that's all.
Especially the choice of words and sentences are very ordinary. It can only be said that the level is average, and it just tells the general situation of Kunlun Mountain.
but.
Zhang Zhicai still applauded.
"What a poem! This poem expresses this dear man's ambition to become a successful person. The true feelings here are touching. The word "peng" in the first sentence has a vivid charm, which makes me feel like I am at the seaside."
Although Zhang Zhicai has never been to the beach, he praised this man just to highlight Ning Wuhuang's true strength.
He is happy to do this.
You Zhang Zhida led the applause, and other talented people also realized that they were on the same side as this dear man.
They all followed suit and shouted "Hello".
Shen Youchu curled his lips in dissatisfaction, rolled his eyes, and looked at the horse-drawn carriages and ox-carts in front and behind him.
Do you want to rely on the power of numbers to define the authenticity of Ning Gongzi, a poetry immortal?
You are dreaming.
"Meixiang, go get someone..."
Ning Wuyan saw Shen Youchu whispering something next to Mei Xiang, and Mei Xiang showed a sly smile. He was not only curious about what the master and servant were planning.
Then I thought about it, Zuo was just redressing the injustice for him and let her go.
Even if the trouble is revealed, he will be the one to deal with the aftermath.
"Ning Wuyi, have you been to Kunlun Mountain?"
After praising the author of the question, Zhang Zhicai did not forget that the most important thing was not to applaud others and make others famous, but to expose Ning Wuyan's true face.
As long as this Jinling Poet Immortal falls, it will affect the fighting spirit of the talented people from Jiangnan Road.
At that time, as long as the prince is willing to support him, wouldn't it be easy to hire a few people to write for him and then create the Luohe Shixian?
If anyone doubted his strength, he wouldn't be as stupid as Ning Wuxu, who would rise to the challenge as soon as he was provoked.
He would only excuse himself from writing poems on the spot by saying that the Poet Immortal needed inspiration to compose poems.
Inspiration is the best excuse when you can't create a masterpiece.
It's a pity that Ning Wuchang is too stupid. He finally won the title of Jinling Poet Immortal, and he will be ruined today.
"Brother, the Kunlun Mountains you see are no different from other coastal peaks except that they are high and far away. They are located in the extreme north."
Ning Wuhuang's comment hit the nail on the head.
The poet was speechless and wanted to refute. Zhang Zhida glared at him angrily and shouted at Ning Wuhuang: "Ning Wuhuang, don't care about other people's poetry skills. Anyway, you are a poet, and your level must be higher than theirs." Above, otherwise, you will be a ghostwriter and cheat!"
"Oh, I got it. You don't have to keep insisting on this point over and over again. You're not hard of hearing. You can't even hear me when you shout so loudly. You just recite a poem about Kunhua Mountain. Yes, I will read it to you now."
