Buzz!
After hearing Chen Lin's words, everyone immediately realized that this was Chen Lin's counterattack against Bi Hao.
yes!
After all, Bi Hao was ridiculing Chen Lin for being illiterate, sharp-tongued, and without any literary talent.
But after Chen Lin composed that eternal poem just now, who couldn't see Chen Lin's talent!
It can even be called an unparalleled talent!
You, Bi Hao, are indeed well-read in poetry and have great literary talent, but in front of Chen Lin's poem, you are no different than a piece of shit.
If Chen Lin only knows sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, but is illiterate, then who are you, Bi Hao, at this time?
What a slap in the face!
Everyone looked weird, and He Lan, who returned to his seat, laughed and said, "Haha, that person just now really looks like a mangy dog who doesn't know the heights of the world and only barks everywhere!"
As soon as these words came out, all the Qingyun Tianjiao in the whole hall burst into laughter!
"Chen Lin, He Lan, you two, don't go too far!" Bi Hao was angry and embarrassed.
"Hmph! You two are indeed right. The poem you just made is truly amazing and rare in the world!"
"But... what everyone is not sure about is, is it really possible for you, Chen Lin, to write such a poem with such rich literary talent?!"
Bi Hao suddenly changed the topic and his words were a bit sharp, which made everyone's faces darken.
"Haha, Chen Lin, in my opinion, you must have plagiarized this poem from someone else. If you are really full of unparalleled talents and unrivaled talent, you would at least have to make another poem that is as good as the one you just made! "
"Otherwise, it is enough to prove that the poem you just wrote was plagiarized from others!"
Bi Hao slammed the wine table, with a hint of anger on his face. At this moment, he felt even more proud of solving the case!
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the room couldn't help but look at Bi Hao with a strange look on his face!
The hundreds of geniuses present naturally knew the level of Chen Lin's poem just now.
But if such a poem with such rich literary talent was really written by someone else, it would have become famous in the Qingyun Empire long ago. Do we still need to wait until Chen Lin reads it? !
What's even more outrageous is that it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to compose one of these eternal quatrains in a lifetime.
If you want one person to produce two songs in such a short period of time, you think this is just cabbage!
If it weren't for Bi Hao's extraordinary strength and status, many talented people present would have been aggrieved for Chen Linming!
Buzz!
But at this moment, Mo Xiuhan, who had been sitting silently, slowly stood up, leaving everyone stunned.
He walked slowly to Qin Ranxi, smiled slightly, then turned around, looked at Chen Lin, and said: "Chen Lin, although Bi Hao's words are a bit straightforward, they are reasonable."
"The poem you just wrote is unparalleled by any other poem in the entire Qingyun Empire. It can be said to be an eternal poem!"
"So, if you want to prove that you wrote this poem yourself, then... make another one. Of course, if you admit that you just wrote it by chance, then everyone will understand."
Mo Xiuhan's voice was not loud, but it fell into everyone's ears clearly.
After hearing this, everyone's faces showed a trace of sadness and helplessness. They could naturally hear the hidden meaning in Mo Xiuhan's words.
If Chen Lin cannot compose a poem of the same level as before, it means that the poem Chen Lin composed just now exhausted his talent and luck accounted for a large part.
No matter what, as long as Chen Lin can't compose it, the value of his poem just now will be greatly reduced.
Qin Ranxi, who was standing tall and graceful, heard Mo Xiuhan's words, and a look of sadness flashed across her beautiful eyes.
In her heart, she was more willing to believe Chen Lin, because the artistic conception in the poem just now was so shocking.
Whenever such a poem appears, it is impossible for it to be known to everyone until tonight.
Chen Lin heard what everyone said, raised the wine glass on the table, glanced at Mo Xiuhan and Bi Hao, and there seemed to be a hint of mockery in the corner of his mouth.
"What? Are you admitting that you can't do it anymore? It seems that the poem you just wrote is indeed full of moisture. I just don't know where it was plagiarized!"
Bi Hao smiled coldly, as if he thought he had Chen Lin under control.
"Regardless of whether I plagiarized this poem, have you heard it elsewhere? If you haven't heard this poem anywhere except tonight, why are you licking your face and saying that my poem is plagiarized? Got it?!”
Chen Lin spoke indifferently, his eyes cold and stern.
"You...!" Bi Hao was speechless. He knew he was wrong and could only hold back one word for a long time.
"Chen Lin, please don't change the subject. Just say whether you dare or not?"
Mo Xiuhan took one step forward, and a strong pressure surged around his body, causing everyone's expressions to change.
"Haha, Mo Xiuhan, as the prince of the empire, your strength and status are naturally higher than mine, but tonight is just a literary battle. I have made a higher-level poem, but you are questioning me."
"Of course, that doesn't mean you can't question it, but...what will I gain if I do it next?"
"It's easy to imagine how difficult it is to write a poem like this. I can't write a poem of this level just because of your doubts, right?"
Chen Lin smiled lightly and said.
Mo Xiuhan raised his eyebrows and said, "Then what do you want?"
Chen Lin smiled slightly, pointed at Bi Hao and said, "It's very simple. Make a bet. If I do it, I will let this mangy dog bark three times like a dog. Do you dare to bet?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Bi Hao's face suddenly became angry and said: "What are you afraid of? Since you said so, then I will naturally agree to you!"
"Of course, if you can't compose a poem of the same level as before, then kneel down on the ground and bark three times like a dog!"
Chen Lin nodded and smiled, and said: "Okay, I'll ask you brothers to be witnesses!"
"Haha, don't worry, Brother Chen. He is the witness. You can just compose a poem. If someone dares to disobey the agreement, don't blame He for being ruthless!"
He Lan, who was sitting in the seat, looked a little excited when he heard about the bet and laughed loudly.
He was excited because he believed in Chen Lin, which meant that it was very likely that he could hear the eternal quatrains similar to just now!
"Ran Xi is also willing to be this witness." Qin Ran Xi's beautiful eyes flickered and she looked at Chen Lin expectantly, as if she was even more convinced that Chen Lin could write such a poem.
"The arrogant boy really doesn't know what to say. As long as the quality of your next poem is not as good as the one just now, then you lose!"
Mo Xiuhan ignored everyone's gaze and sneered.
"Since you are so confident that I will lose, do you dare to bet with me?" In Chen Lin's sea of souls, another long string of words appeared on the Tianhuang Dao nerve, which made him certain.
Wow!
Bet with His Highness the Crown Prince? !
After hearing what Chen Lin said, everyone trembled and seemed a little shocked why Chen Lin was so bold.
"Haha, so what if I bet with you?!" Mo Xiuhan raised his head and laughed, saying.
"You don't know the stakes?" Chen Lin said with a twitch in his mouth.
"Line like a dog and bark three times!" Mo Xiu smiled coldly. He never thought that a poem of that level would appear a second time.
Chen Lin lowered his eyes and smiled, nodded, then walked towards Qin Ranxi who was standing aside, and said, "I wonder if Miss Qin can pour a glass of beauty wine for Chen?"
Qin Ranxi was slightly surprised by Chen Lin's request, but she smiled faintly and did not refuse.
"Ran Xi is very much looking forward to Mr. Chen's next masterpiece, please have a drink!"
Qin Ranxi's beautiful eyes flashed and she handed the wine glass in her hand to Chen Lin.
The hundreds of talented people who saw this looked at Chen Lin with envy, and at the same time, their eyes were full of surprise.
Because Mo Xiuhan actually agreed to Chen Lin's bet!
If Chen Lin wins the bet, wouldn't it mean that His Highness the Crown Prince of the Qingyun Empire wants to bark like a dog in front of everyone...?
However, before Chen Lin could think more, Chen Lin raised his wine glass and walked to the window again.
The cold moonlight shone on Chen Lin through the window, and the previous artistic conception seemed to suddenly reappear!
Seeing this scene, Bi Hao felt a little nervous and said: "Chen Lin, don't delay. If you can't do it, just kneel on the ground and learn how to bark like a dog..."
But before Bi Hao could finish his words, a clear and quiet voice resounded directly in the hall!
"There is bright moonlight in front of the window. I suspect it is frost on the ground."
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