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"No, you really dare to write it?"

Li Haoran looked at Gao Yu, who had prepared his pen, ink, paper and inkstone in a flash and was ready to start writing, and he was a little bit unbelieving.

Gao Yu ignored him.

"Do you know what poetry is? Do you know what traditional culture is? You don't think you can write poetry by following Master Yan's comments, do you?"

Li Haoran was still chattering.

Gao Yu was annoyed.

"Shut up, you are the one who is courting death again and again. It would be rude of me not to satisfy you once again."

Politeness, damn!

Li Haoran was angry: "Okay, I'll let you be arrogant for a while. If you can't write it in an hour, I will make you swim back."

"You think I'm as useless as you? It takes me an hour to write a crappy poem, but it only takes me five minutes to write a poem."

Wow!

Hearing Gao Yu's extremely arrogant words, the crowd in the audience suddenly became agitated.

Only the few people sitting at the podium had calm expressions, without any surprise or questioning.

Li Haoran felt that Gao Yu was crazy for saying such arrogant words, but this was exactly what he wanted.

He sneered, "Write a poem in five minutes? Haha, okay, just five minutes. If you can write it, I'll even call you daddy on the spot."

"You're not happy when I say you don't have a good memory. I told you before that you're not worthy of being my son. How come you forgot it in the blink of an eye? I don't need you to do anything else, just don't regret it later."

Li Haoran was so angry that his teeth itched: "You are just good at talking nonsense."

Gao Yu shrugged. "You were the one who started talking nonsense. Okay, I'm going to start writing poetry. Now please shut up. If you bother me again, I can ask President Li to give you the loss."

"Okay, then I'll wait and see, waiting for you to come up with a good poem to turn the tables."

Li Haoran stopped talking and just grinned.

The scene became calm for a moment.

But everyone knows that this is only temporary.

The current lull is just the calm before the storm.

After five minutes, if Gao Yu fails to write a good poem, Li Haoran will definitely launch another violent attack.

For a moment, everyone stared at Gao Yu.

Waiting for his next move.

However, some people who are familiar with Gao Yu have no worries at all.

I am just full of excitement and looking forward to the publication of another excellent work.

There is no doubt that Gao Yu, who was meditating with his eyes closed, had become the focus of the whole audience.

His every move will affect everyone's nerves.

that's all…

Time passed minute by minute.

Until three minutes later.

Gao Yu still didn't make any move.

You could hear a pin drop in the hall.

Everyone held their breath.

She was afraid that she would make some noise and accidentally interrupt his train of thought.

Li Haoran sneered in his heart.

Only two minutes left.

Even if he had an idea, would two minutes be enough for him to finish writing the poem?

It’s simply a fool’s errand!

Just wait, the more arrogant you were just now, the more embarrassed you will be in two minutes.

...

"Still not working?"

"Time is running out, hurry up!"

"It's only five minutes. That's not even enough time to come up with an idea."

"You're still too crazy. It's good enough if you can write a good poem in an hour. Five minutes? Sigh..."

“It’s hanging.”

Seeing that Gao Yu had not taken any action and most of the time had passed, the people in the audience couldn't help but have some other thoughts in their minds.

Everyone remains pessimistic about Gao Yu.

Even Wen Wan, who had always had confidence in him, began to get anxious.

And just like that, another minute passed.

It was quiet.

Everyone felt that every second of waiting seemed as long as a world.

Urgent person.

It's really urgent.

Some people feel as if ants are crawling on their bodies.

It's like you go in and don't move.

Isn't this pure torture?

Fortunately, Gao Yu didn't let them suffer for too long.

Four minutes later.

Gao Yu, who had not moved at all, finally moved.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Before anyone could react, he started writing.

Brush brush!

too fast.

Either you stay still at all, or when you move, you open and close them vigorously.

Without any hesitation, Caton.

A set of movements can be performed smoothly.

In the blink of an eye, he had written a complete poem.

Time stopped at exactly five minutes.

How quiet as a virgin and swift as a rabbit.

Everyone's mood was like a roller coaster.

In the blink of an eye, you go from the painful lows to the joyful clouds.

I just haven’t had time to savor it yet.

It disappeared in a flash.

But to be honest, it’s still quite refreshing.

...

"Huh." Gao Yu blew the dark words on the paper dry and said with a relaxed look on his face, "I'm done."

Is this all?

Four minutes to think and one minute to write.

When did writing poetry become so easy?

Everyone on the field had an expression of disbelief.

Looking at Gao Yu stupidly.

"Mr. Yan, please read this poem aloud to everyone and comment on it." Gao Yu said, shaking the rice paper in his hand.

Only then did everyone wake up from a dream.

Wang Han reacted, stood up and wanted to take the rice paper and pass it to Yan Qizhang.

Who knows if someone is faster.

Just listen to a whooshing sound.

A black shadow flashed.

The next moment, the rice paper in Gao Yu's hand fell into Qin Tianzhu's hands.

Wang Han was stunned.

Yan Qizhang was also stunned: "President Qin, what are you doing?"

Qin Tianzhu chuckled and said, "President Yan doesn't need to help with this little thing. I can do it for you."

Yan Qizhang opened his mouth, then shook his head helplessly: "Okay then."

When Qin Tianzhu saw that he did the same, he was immediately overjoyed.

His eyes moved back and forth across the rice paper in his hands, and he kept exclaiming in admiration.

"Tsk tsk, this character is invincible, so awesome, this stroke, holy shit, this hook, oh my god, how can it be so good."

Gu Santong, Li Jianguo and others were so aroused by Qin Tianzhu's words that they couldn't help but move over.

Qin Tianzhu, immersed in joy, noticed the movement behind him.

When he turned around, he saw Gu Santong staring at the rice paper in his hand.

He was startled and quickly hid the rice paper behind him, then looked up and down at Gu Santong with a look of wariness of a thief.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Gu Santong said unhappily: "What kind of look is that? Can I still snatch it from you?"

Qin Tianzhu thought about it seriously and said, "Yes!"

Gu Santong almost couldn't catch his breath.

"Look at you, you're such a loser. Don't even bother reading it. There are a lot of people waiting for you. Hurry up and read it out."

"Oh, good."

Qin Tianzhu blushed a little. He carefully walked around Gu Santong and sat back in his seat.

He looked around anxiously and when he saw that no one was competing with him for it, he breathed a sigh of relief and spread the rice paper out in front of himself.

Seeing his defensive look, Gu Santong was speechless and shook his head with a mixture of anger and amusement.

Qin Tianzhu doesn't care about what others think.

His eyes were now filled with the piece of rice paper in front of him.

He adjusted the microphone on the table to a suitable position and said, "Hello, ahem, okay, please enjoy the classic "Ugly Slave" next."

“Did you really write it?”

There was a sudden cry of surprise from the audience.

"Ugly slave? Who are you talking about?"

"Li Haoran."

"You're uneducated. That's the name of a tune."

When Li Haoran heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

Have the names of the ci tunes come out?

No way, you really wrote it down?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

You have five minutes to write the first poem. Unless you have super powers, you will never be able to do it.

Li Haoran was comforting himself frantically.

However, looking at Qin Tianzhu's excited expression on the stage, he inevitably had an ominous premonition in his heart.