After he wrote these four poems, he hesitated, but didn't choose to submit.

Because the old driver was a little uncertain, he wasn't sure if the world had these four poems already. If they had already done so, they would be over.

So hesitant time, Su Qiubai glanced at the side water next to him.

"What are you looking at? I want to copy it! I will tell you. But the system will record everything, and tell you to quit without listening."

First glanced at Su Qiubai, then shook his head helplessly.

How to say this chef is also his own team, his performance must affect Temple City, it is really depressing to think about it.

"Then how do you look at my two poems?"

After thinking about it, Su Qiubai blocked the next two poems, but just let Bian Shui see the first two.

"Well, mediocre."

Glancing casually, Bian Shui casually said.

"That's all right, right? That means you haven't heard it before?"

Su Qiubai feels even more weird, but he doesn't say anything about the evaluation of Bian Shui, after all, the real sublimation of the poem is the last two sentences. Now he only cares about whether the world has ever appeared.

then. I saw the stigma of the side water again.

"What? You still think your poems are so good that they are spreading everywhere?"

After hearing this, the old driver immediately relieved his heart, and smiled at the water, and said nothing more.

At this moment, many people's poems in the square have been written. After all, Su Qiubai hesitated for a long time.

The system's rating also appeared on that big screen the first time.

"Did you see it? Second-class verses! Someone made second-class verses!"

"It's Mobei! Regrettably, there is no first class."

"How easy is it to wait! There is no inspiration at all for such a short time!"

"Look! Someone has made a second class! It is Li Youting!"

"Another martial art! I have never heard of it!"

In a remote corner, Liu Kun held Xiaoqing in his arms, and the two of them looked at the big screen with their eyes widened.

"What about brother? Why haven't you come out yet?"

Asked this sentence, Xiao Qing was very anxious.

"Shouldn't finish it yet?"

Liu Kun was also anxious. When Xiaoqing saw someone bet before entering, he had to let Liu Kun choose Su Qiubai to win the championship.

He certainly didn't want to do this kind of throwing money, but the little girl was terrible, not to say that this is support for Su Qiubai!

Helpless, Liu Kun paid for Su Qiubai to win the championship. At that time everyone looked at his eyes as if looking at the evil pen!

So at this moment, although I guess that Su Qiubai is a fourth-class level at best, he still holds the last hope!

Then suddenly there was an uproar, and even a lot of people stood up on the VIP table.

There is only one reason. That's the first verse on the screen!

Xuan Tianyang!

Many people may not know the name. In fact, it was the genius who was described by Su Qiubai as too short.

At this moment, I heard the exclamation of the audience. Xuan Tianyang's face is full of pride and pride. Although Heifenggang is no different from the backcountry in his eyes, others will always admire it.

Meng Lin on the podium also laughed.

"Let's just say haha, our team"

As a result, just halfway through the words, an alarm sounded in the square!

This sudden incident made everyone's eyes look at the past and also temporarily forgot the thing that Xuan Tianyang made the first-class verse.

At this point, everyone was a little confused.

That's right. This voice was made by Su Qiubai, or the answer board in his hand.

The ghost knew what was going on. He just clicked on submit and the thing called out.

It has been found that everyone is looking at themselves, and the old driver feels a little embarrassed, and his hands clap on the answer board are getting harder.

In the end I felt like I was about to break this. But the alarm sounded.

At first, Xuan Tianyang was angry that he was robbed of his limelight. After seeing Su Qiubai's appearance clearly, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

I didn't expect this **** to come to the game! Did not kill him that day, there must be a chance in the game!

But hope he doesn't eliminate it so early!

On the side of Su Qiubai, a staff member finally came over. Then restarted his answer board.

This makes the old driver a little hesitant, won't it be his own poem?

As soon as I thought about it, I heard a sudden exclaiming sound from the audience. More exaggerated than Xuan Tianyang's first-class verses!

For the first time, everyone looked at the big screen.

Special!

A special poem actually appeared on Madan!

"It's impossible! How can someone make a special poem, and it's in a game! It's impossible!"

Staring at the words on the screen. Xuan Tianyang is the same as seeing a ghost.

Not just him, almost everyone has exactly the same expression, even Meng Lin and Kong Yue. All eyes are incredible!

There is no way, no wonder they will have such an exaggerated performance.

It really is because in this world, what kind of conditions are needed for a special poem to appear!

Even those big writers and poets will not have a few special poems in their lives!

Every special poem. It takes chance, and even inspiration can happen.

Let's explain it this way, first-class verses can be a bit routine. But waiting for that only strength plus luck, even luck is more important than strength!

As a result, a special verse appeared in an elite trial of Heifenggang!

No wonder everyone is so surprised!

The old driver below the stage felt that the response of the crowd was a bit exaggerated, and he was still a little puzzled about the special on the screen, so he could only continue to inquire with Bianshui.

"This special class is amazing?"

At the same time as displaying the special grade on the screen, Su Qiubai already knew that he was rating himself, because the same result appeared on the answer board in his hand.

When asked, the exit was scorned by Bian Shui again!

Followed by the excitement!

"I tell you. In the history of Heifenggang for many years, there are only dozens of poems waiting for you! Now you understand, native? You may not understand this kind of thing. After all, you are a cook."

Speaking, Bian Shui looked at the big screen again.

"I ca n’t wait to see what this special poem looks like! But I do n’t know who the author will be? Both Mobei and Li Youting are only second-class verses. He would be special! Why haven't I heard of it before? Great man? It must be the geniuses on the other side of the Wuhai! "

quickly. Bian Shui has already figured out the answer.

Not only him, but many people actually have the same idea. Even Li Youting and Mobei are looking at the position of the other side of the Wuhai over there, searching for who actually made such an anti-verse poem!

On the contrary, Xuan Tianyang was confused.

Just now. They have confirmed each other, this poem was not made by their team at all!

This makes everyone embarrassed and depressed!

Obviously it should be a crushing victory. Why is this happening now?

What's most puzzling is that there is no name behind that special class!

There is only one possibility for this kind of result. It is the author. Forgot to write your own name!

What kind of person is it? I made such a verse, but forgot my name?

Understanding the curiosity of everyone was also unable to hold back the curiosity of these people, and eventually Situ Xing took the initiative to stand up.

"Since the author didn't write his own name, let's show the poem now!"

As soon as the words came out, the audience immediately cried!

This is a special poem! It is no exaggeration to say that it is a rare sight for a hundred years. It is a great enjoyment to show it like this now!

So, in the eyes of everyone's expectations, those four poems appeared on the big screen.

Already rushing to the water near the ears and scratching his cheeks, the whole person was excited when he saw the poems appearing, and when he looked back at Su Qiubai's calm face, he shook his head helplessly.

"Can't understand? I'll look at these two sentences for you. I'll read these two sentences for a long time, Huangyun smoked every day, and the north winds and geese are all good! Great! Understand? The description of the scenery is not right, how do I feel these two sentences Seems like you've seen it? "

At half the point, Bian Shui murmured a little in confusion.

Then, when he saw Su Qiubai's still calm eyes, his mouth grew slowly.

This is really a hell!