Tan Yun took the word "Mu Qingwen" written by Cao Yi and signed it, and went downstairs to post it on the Wenmo List. However, at this time, several literati were already accusing the Wenmo List. Both sides expressed their opinions and said that the people they supported were the real number one talent in Jiangning City.

"Cao Yi is the number one talent in Jiangning City, which is recognized by everyone."

"Hmph, this is the past. Now that Mr. Shen Xingchen has returned from studying in the Imperial College in Beijing, he naturally means Mr. Chen is the number one talented man in Jiangning City. Haven't you seen the poem written by Mr. Chen now be as good as Cao Yi's four poems? Isn't you seeing Cao Yi come out to refute it!"

"Haha, that's why Mr. Cao disdained to argue with those simple and mediocre people who said that wind is rain. Mr. Cao had Mid-Autumn Festival "Flower Moon Night", "Water Songtou", and "Drunk Flowers in the Double Ninth Festival". These three poems have received praise from everyone and also established that Cao Yi was the first talented man in Jiangning City. Does the Shen Xing you are talking about have a poem written similar to this one?"

"That's right, Mr. Cao has already entered the house in poetry, so he naturally won't have too much knowledge with those challengers. It's like you're bitten by a dog. Could it be that you still have to bite the dog back?"

"You! Hum!" Another person was speechless. Finally, he said in anger: "Those poems are all the past. Have you seen Cao Yi write poems in the past in the past few months? I told you that it was not that he didn't want to write them, but that he had already finished all his talents and could not write them!"

While the two sides were arguing, Tan Yun came over, smiled at everyone, and shouted crisply: "Talented brothers, please let me go. My young master wrote the lyrics for Sister Li Muqing, I want to post it now."

The two sides who were still quarreling looked at each other and quickly moved out of the middle passage. Tan Yun walked to the bottom of the Wenmo card list, but found an embarrassing thing, that is, she was a little petite and was a little too tall if she wanted to post. In the end, there was no way, so she had to let the management of the Wenmo list to prevent anyone from tearing down the talented Wenmo official staff to help post it.

After posting, all the scholars and talents present gathered around, scrambling to see the poems that Cao Yi, the former number one talent in Jiangning City, made public for the first time since the Double Ninth Festival, to see if Cao Yi is still amazing or Jiang Lang has finished his talents.

"This... is this a new word card?" one of the talented men asked without any certainty.

"I don't have this name in my memory, what about you?" Another talented man asked, and everyone shook his head.

"It seems that this is a new lyric card created by Cao Dazi for Li Muqing!" someone next to him said excitedly.

Everyone nodded secretly and looked at the content below. From time to time, someone recited it out loud: "Mu Qingmiao's waist is soft. Zhangtai Liu, Zhaoyang Yan..."

"There are many gold medals in the bride and the banquet in the beautiful hall, and there are many people who compete for the election..."

...

"It's more than anything else, it's so beautiful that the whole country is so beautiful. Looking back for a while, thousands of people are heartbroken..."

At the beginning, some people kept reciting, so it seemed noisy. After everyone finished reciting, they became quiet. No one recited, and no one made a comment and discussed, and the atmosphere seemed strange for a while.

Tan Yun, who had been observing the reaction of the talented men present, became anxious and secretly said: "Why haven't you commented yet? If you don't say, how can I give feedback to the young master later..." Just when Tan Yun wanted to take the initiative to ask the talented men how this poem was, suddenly a talented man patted his hands loudly and shouted loudly: "Good words!"

The sudden clapping and praise scared Tan Yun, and then many people began to praise him. The quarrel that had stopped because Tan Yun posted Cao Yi's poems began again. However, the two sides were equally matched and no one could convince anyone, but now they are unilaterally crushing, supporting Cao Yi's side to attack hard, while supporting Shen Xing's side is timid.

The talented men who supported Cao Yi finally began to be proud and began to suppress their language. Their belly was filled with ink and they had no power to tie up. They might be fighting and killing, but if they say something sarcastic and harmful, they were all master-level strength.

Tan Yun stood behind her chest with her hands, looking at the noisy in front of her, and she showed a happy smile on her face. She just moved upstairs to move a stool to get a fruit plate to eat while eating. She thought to herself: "These talents are indeed talented. Why didn't I think I could scold these swear words before? No, it seems that I should study hard in the future, otherwise someone would slander the young master like before, and then I could also quote the scriptures and quote the classics. Not only would they block the other party and make others speechless, but they would also scold others so angry but helpless..."

Just when Tan Yun was feeling secretly, Shen Yan walked over with a piece of paper in his hand in a distance. He saw so many talented men gathered in front of the Wenmo List and shouted proudly: "Oh! Everyone is here, why? Do you know that my second brother wrote poems again today, so they were waiting here in advance? They all want to appreciate my second brother's lyrics as soon as possible, right?"

When Shen Yan walked between the two sides, he looked around and seemed to enjoy the feeling of being in the middle, and others were in the middle, and they smiled and said, "You don't have to be so polite, you all came together to greet me. I'm sorry, don't worry, I'll post it right away!"

Tan Yun rolled his eyes and whispered: "It's so shameless!"

The others changed their faces. The talented men who supported Cao Yi's side no longer had the confidence on their faces as before. However, the people who supported Shen Xing all seemed to have taken Shiquan Dafu Pills. The relaxed and calm expression on their faces were visible to the naked eye.

The speed climbed up to his face. However, Shen Yan has not posted it yet, so he is not very clear about the quality of the lyrics written by Shen Xing. Is it better than Cao Yi, or it is similar, or it is far inferior. Everything has to be concluded after Shen Yan posted it before it can be revealed.

When Shen Yan was about to post, he stopped again and looked around and found that everyone was looking at him with a look of Qiyi. So he grinned, let out a strange laugh, turned his head to start posting.

Everyone watched Shen Yan's performance speechlessly, silent on their lips and stunned on their hearts. No one knew where Shen Yan's inexplicable happiness came from...

After Shen Yan finished posting, everyone surrounded him. Tan Yun also wanted to go and see it as soon as possible, but because of his insufficient height, the other talents were blocking outside, so it was difficult to get in. He could only sigh and retreat to the back, and wait until someone finished reading it and spread it out.

As soon as she made this decision in her heart, Shen Yan began to recite his second brother's lyrics, shaking his head and reciting, "The phoenix bun is covered with air, the waist of the palace is warmer and softer, the lotus steps are lightly moved, the flying swallows in the Han Palace are old and romantic..."

After Chen Yan finished reciting the whole poem, he shook his head and made a tsk sound, sighing: "My second brother is really talented and knowledgeable, how about it? Have you ever felt the shocking and gushing talent in this song "Zhuma Listen"? "

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"Young Master Chen..." It turned out that one of the group who supported Shen Xing gently pulled Chen Yan's sleeve.

"Hmm? What's wrong?" Chen Yan turned his head and asked.

The man pointed at the "Mu Qingwen" posted next to Shen Xinggang's paper and said softly: "Young Master Chen, please take a look at the song next to you first."

Chen Yan looked at the person's finger, and first saw the three big words "Mu Qingwen" and thought to himself: "Mu Qingwen? I have never seen this lyrics, but I have never seen many lyrics, so it should be written by someone."

Although Chen Yan thought so in his heart, he didn't say that. He nodded and said, "Oh, it's Mu Qingwen. I know this word card. I happened to see it when I read a few days ago."

"..." Everyone looked at Chen Yan speechlessly. Even the talented men who supported Shen Xing before felt a little embarrassed at this moment, and turned their heads with a slightly red face and stopped looking at him.

After reading the title, Chen Yan also recited it loudly, but his movements were no longer as exaggerated as before, and his tone was not as emotional as before. After reciting it all, he nodded and said, "No, good, this article is written well. It seems that it was written by a talented man, almost half of my brother's talent... I'll see who wrote it..."

"What!?" Chen Yan exclaimed.
Chapter completed!