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  "Ah...... it's all over." Yī Fēng let out a surprised cry and sighed, "How did time pass so quickly?"

  Xiao Gong heard it from the side, looked at Yi Feng with disdain: You're chatting with a beauty. Of course, you don't think time flies, it's already been a stick of incense.

  "You're not going to give up like this, are you?" Yurin's eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief as she gazed at Rufeng with a smile.

  Yi Feng smiled and ignored her tone, turning his head to say to Xiao Gong: "Xiao Gong, we can begin."

  Xiao Gong was taken aback, but still nodded and said to the crowd: "Who's going first?"

  The slender man sneered at Xue Feng and took a step forward, saying proudly: "Xiao Gong, I'll go first."

  You little brat, you think you're so great. Today I'll make sure you lose all face. A coarse and rude little boy like you, why would the lady look at you with favor?

  Xiao Gong nodded his head, and a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes. He still had some admiration for the young man's talent.

  "Then you go first!" Xiao Gong glanced at Yī Fēng, seeing his calm and collected smile that seemed to be unrelated to the situation, and couldn't help but shake his head inwardly. At the same time, he threw a look of admiration at the slender man.

  The gloominess of the gentle man was also calmed down a lot by this gaze, and he muttered in a light voice with a few elegant words: "A river of tender feelings as deep as water, life and death separations are hard to bear for whom. Dancing alone under the moon, drunk with fish and geese, half of the rivers and mountains, low-hanging lanterns."

  "Pfft......" Yī Fēng spat out the wine in his mouth, spraying it directly onto the table, splashing Biè Róng's clothes.

  "Ah…… sorry, sorry. I'm really sorry. I just can't help it, is this even considered poetry? Ben Shao can come up with 180 poems with just a flick of his wrist." Yi Feng busily looked for tissues to give to Die Yunruo, continuously apologizing.

  Yu Feng's words made the delicate-looking man glare at him angrily.

  "Heh heh, is that so? As long as you can come up with a better poem than him. This matter will be settled, otherwise, I'll definitely throw you into the river." Yurong's eyes sparkled with amusement as she gazed at Rufeng, without any hint of anger. The paper towel continued to wipe away the tea water from her body, occasionally lightly touching that proud bulge, making one's eyes widen involuntarily.

  "Cough, do you guys know?! This is an insult to me. With such a level, you actually dare to compare with me. It's simply... I don't even want to say anything." Yifeng let out a sigh, as if he had been greatly belittled.

  Xiao Gong smiled slightly. He had long been used to Yu Feng's sharp tongue. Attacking others and elevating himself was always his arrogant display.

  "Heh heh, Feng Shao. No matter how you look down on others, at least you have to prove it."

  Xiao Gong stared straight at Yī Fēng, a hint of schadenfreude rising in his heart: You're so busy chatting with the beauty that you've probably forgotten everything. One can't be so indulgent in lust.

  Yi Feng smiled, although he was disdainful of the gentle and elegant poetry. But he had to admit that being able to write such a poem in a short time was also a talent. Originally, Yi Feng wanted to show off his own literary elegance, but he thought better of it. The current situation called for an overwhelming victory.

  The ancestors of Huaxia, you can teach this barbarian from another world a lesson on behalf of me.

  "Sister... uh... madam, I'll just improvise a poem for you. 'In the north, there is an exceptional beauty, unmatched and independent. One glance can topple a city, another can overthrow a nation. Alas, who knows about toppling cities and nations? Such a beauty is hard to find again.'"

  Yi Feng shamelessly plagiarized the poetry of his Chinese predecessors. He looked at everyone with a mocking face.

  The butterfly's eyes lit up, shining brightly as he gazed at Yifeng: This kid really has some skills. He actually managed to come up with it in the blink of an eye.

  Xiao Gong stared blankly at Yi Feng, unable to deny that he was shocked. This poem is obviously far superior to the previous one, and if it spreads, it will definitely be on everyone's lips. Moreover, this poem is also suitable for Die Yun's identity and status. It's absolutely tailor-made. Most importantly, how did this kid manage to come up with it without even thinking?

  Xiao thought of this and couldn't help but look at Yifeng with a strange gaze: This kid wouldn't steal from others, would he?!

  "Cough. I've said it before, but you're not even worthy of competing with me. You still don't believe me? How about this? Can we go jump into the river now?"

  Yi Feng's calm words finally woke everyone up, and the delicate man shouted in disbelief: "You cheated, you must have cheated. How could you possibly compose such a poem? You must be plagiarizing someone else's work. Yes, that's right. It must be plagiarism."

  Yi Feng gazed at the flustered and exasperated effeminate man, calmly uttering two words, "Idiot!"

  Haha, what if I plagiarized a bit? Can't you guys see through me?! On this continent, all of this is original.

  "Alas. People always refuse to accept reality. If such a poem had been written by someone earlier, it would have spread throughout the world long ago. Would I still dare to plagiarize?! Pitiful, pitiful."

  Yi Feng shook his head and swayed back and forth, looking like an old man who had experienced many hardships.

  "Hou Feng, stop pretending." Die Yun said with a smile, "I don't believe you either! If you can write another one, I'll believe it."

  Yi Feng said with a smirk: "If you want others to praise you, you don't need to use this method. However, if you agree, I'll compose another poem. You can abandon these people by the river, and I'll reluctantly agree to your request."

  Butterfly Yunxi smiled and nodded, "As long as you can come up with another piece that's just as good as the last one, I'll let them all jump into the river." Butterfly Yunxi chuckled to herself, not even giving these young talents a glance. This only piqued Yuefeng's curiosity about this mysterious woman even more.

  "Listen carefully. 'The beauty of the lotus flower surpasses that of ancient times, its face as shy as jade. The ripples on the water play with the blue waves, leisurely and carefree. Its white teeth are hard to open, lost in thought amidst the green clouds.'"

  Faint words rose in the void, creating ripples. If they had just doubted Yuefeng's thievery, now all doubts were gone.

  After all, such a poem was really written by someone before. The entire mainland has known it for a long time. On the mainland, apart from martial arts, literature is the most prosperous.

  In the blink of an eye, both hands brought out poems that praised the woman to the extreme. This made everyone look at Yi Feng in a strange way. Was this young man's literary talent really so extraordinary?

  "Madam, can you ask them to jump into the river?" Yī Fēng blinked his eyes and said with a hint of mischief.

  The butterfly rhyme is quite amusing, but there was no refutation. Instead, he said to Xiao Gong, "Look?"

  Xiao Gong sighed and said to everyone in the field, "Is there anyone else who can compare?"

  The delicate man stared at Yifeng, hummed, and walked out with a lost face. The others looked at each other and followed him out one by one.

  "Hey! Remember to find a shallow spot when you jump into the river later. Don't drown."

  Yi Feng said with a cold smile, "You're just a cowardly good-for-nothing. I wouldn't care even if there were a thousand of you." The effeminate man trembled and almost fell to the ground, his eyes gleaming with a sinister light.