As soon as these words were spoken, Lord Yuanhu's face changed slightly.

Lin Caichen was indeed unruly and as he pleased.

But you can't mention this at this time. If Shen Wuque is not good at writing poetry, then today's situation will be difficult to recover. Du Wenlong, Li Wenchang and others are afraid that they will take the opportunity to fight back and take the opportunity to say that Shen Wuque is incompetent and is not worthy of winning the first place.

Besides, how many excellent poems Fu Tieyi has done. If Wuque has made unbearable poems and compared them with Fu Tieyi, the good situation may be reversed.

But there is no way, Lin Caichen is such a person.

Wuque said: "All poems and lyrics are understood a little."

Lin Caichen said: "After this incident, Lord Yuanhu may have to go home to farm, leave the temple, retire from the countryside, and leave the saint he admires and loves. Do you have any poems to send to him? In this situation, don't you want to write a poem?"

The Sky Book City is also one of the power centers in this world. It is completely wrong to call it a temple.

The so-called saint, that is, the supreme leader of the Sky Book City, is the monarch of everyone in the Book City.

Du Wenlong indeed seized the opportunity and said loudly: "Shen Wuque, Lord Yuanhu treats you like this, and repay him with wood and peach and Qiong Yao. Shouldn't you give him a poem?"

Suddenly, everyone pricked up their ears and waited to listen.

At this time, all the pressure was pouring towards Wuque like a tide.

Faced with the deep affection and friendship of Lord Yuanhu, Shen Wuque had to send poems.

But if the poems given are not good, then they will live up to the reputation of a talented man and will not be worthy of being the first in the Xuecheng City exam.

Although the Xuecheng City exam does not test poetry at all, and poor poetry does not mean the results of the exam. But at this time, tens or 20,000 people were excited and their emotions dominated everything.

If Shen Wuque's poems are not good, the scene in front of him will be completely ruined.

Wuque closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

It took more than ten seconds to brew.

Then, he opened his eyes.

"My Lord Yuanhu, all the students, I have not formed a poem, but I just feel it from my heart. Poetry is not a poem, and lyrics are not a poem."

"Please listen to me, everyone!" Shen Wuque roared.

Suddenly, everyone gathered their spirits.

The whole audience was silent, with only the whistling wind.

Li Jinshui, Du Wenlong, Li Wenchang and others were also focused on it. As long as the writing was not extremely amazing, they would attack Shen Wuque and fight back and suppress him.

Shen Wuque's internal strength is full of emotions, and slowly recites:

"Don't be happy with things, and don't be sad with yourself.

If you live in a high temple, you will worry about the people; if you live in a far away world, you will worry about the king.

It is worrying when advancing, and retreating.

But when will you be happy?

Worry about the world first, and then enjoy the world first."

After reciting, Shen Wuque bowed to Lord Yuanhu again and said, "Poetry is not a poem, lyrics are not lyrics, but every sentence comes from the heart. I give it to Yuanhu, which is a laughing."

Suddenly...

Everyone in the audience was completely stunned.

Lord Yuanhu was trembling all over, and was so excited that tears filled his eyes, and he couldn't suppress himself at all.

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Note: The second update is here. Are there any monthly tickets for the benefactors? Are there any recommendation tickets for the pastry?
Chapter completed!