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Chapter 233 Plagiarizing Poems

So angry, so angry, I really want to hit him.

Zhao Wuxie clenched his fist involuntarily, but soon he endured it.

"I made a slip of the tongue just now, Du Fu is just my pen name, and I never care about these things when I write poems, I just do whatever I want"

Zhao Wuxie quickly explained.

"Oh? Since Mr. Zhao is a self-proclaimed poet, aren't you very good at writing poems? Then why don't you continue to write a self-proving innocence with the theme of the moon."

Gu Ansheng provocatively said.

Hearing this, Zhao Wuxie was slightly taken aback, that's right, I've memorized so many poems, it's not too much to copy one more.

However, this time I won't just copy one, I will copy ten, thirty, fifty, one hundred, I don't believe your so-called teacher has written so many.

Even if you dare to say that, others will not believe it.

Zhao Wuxie stood up, poured a glass of dirty wine into her throat, took two steps seriously, and then blurted out.

"The sand in front of Huile Peak is like snow, and the moon outside the surrendered city is like frost."

As soon as Zhao Wuxie uttered the first two sentences, everyone was attracted by the artistic conception he described. Although these two sentences are simple, they are full of rich descriptions.

But, just when Zhao Wuxie was about to say the next sentence, Gu Ansheng, who had been keeping his eyes on Zhao Wuxie, interrupted him.

"I don't know where to blow the reed pipe, and I recruit people all night to look at my hometown."

"It seems that Mr. Zhao is really a fan of my teacher's poems. You can copy poems from so long ago. I admire, admire."

Hearing this, the expressions of the people who were still admiring Zhao Wuxie suddenly changed.

Ma De, I asked you to rewrite a self-proving innocence, but you copied it again.

Zhao Wuxie's complexion suddenly changed. At first, he thought that Gu Ansheng was only relying on his rich knowledge of poetry to touch the head of his water tune song, but who knew that he really knew it.

Matt, what's going on.

Zhao Wuxie didn't believe in evil, so she quickly changed to another song.

"Tonight, the moon in Fuzhou, I can only watch it in my boudoir."

"Pity the little children from afar, but don't remember Chang'an."

But Zhao Wuxie was interrupted by Gu Ansheng just in the middle of the reading this time.

"Fragrant mist and clouds are wet, and clear brilliance is cold."

"When will you lean on the false cover, and dry the tears with double photos."

Matt, what's going on.

Zhao Wuxie said, "The moonlight in front of the bed is probably frost on the ground."

Gu Ansheng immediately added, "Raise your head to look at the bright moon, and bow your head to think about your hometown."

Zhao Wuxie was taken aback for a moment, could it be that his teacher is also a time traveler?

But now that he is pretending, Zhao Wuxie can't take care of these things anymore, he doesn't believe that the other party's teacher told him so many poems.

That being the case, I will change to a longer one this time.

"The tide of the Spring River is even with the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea is tidal.

Twinkling and twinkling with the waves for thousands of miles, where is the spring river without moonlight! "

Zhao Wuxie's Spring River Flower and Moonlight Night this time was more than 200 characters long, and he didn't believe that Gu Ansheng could write such a long poem.

Even if this poem was placed in the previous life, few people would recite it, Zhao Wuxie did not believe that Gu Ansheng understood it.

But Gu Ansheng really understands that in his previous life, he had a lifespan of 300 years. During the 300 years, he sometimes memorized poems to relieve fatigue when he had nothing to do.

This memorization has memorized most of the 5000 years of poems.

Gu Ansheng smiled slightly, and quickly continued:

"The river flows round Fangdian, and the moon shines on the flowers and forests like hail;

Frost flows in the air without being aware of flying, but white sand on Tingshang cannot be seen. "

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"..."

Hearing this, Zhao Wuxie was already very angry, why is it so difficult for me to pretend to beep today?

So, Zhao Wuxie, who was in a state of desperation, no longer cared whether he wrote about the moon or not, and recited all the poems according to the memory of his previous life.

"The old man is talking about being a teenager, holding the yellow on the left, Qingcang on the right, the brocade hat, the sable fur, and the thousand riders rolling around Hiraoka. In order to repay the Qingcheng, follow the prefect, shoot the tiger personally, and watch Sun Lang."

Gu Ansheng quickly picked up, "The wine is full of wine, and the gallbladder is still open. The temples are slightly frosty, so why not! When will Feng Tang be dispatched in the cloud of festivals? He will draw the eagle bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot Sirius."

Damn damn it.

"Ten years of life and death are boundless, without thinking about it, I will never forget it. There is nowhere to speak in a lonely grave for thousands of miles. Even if we meet each other, we should not know, but our face is full of dust, and the temples are like frost."

"Oh, this is also my teacher's masterpiece"

"When the night comes, You Meng suddenly returns to the hometown. Xiaoxuan window is dressing up. There is nothing to say to each other, only tears.

Come on, I don't believe your teacher has written so much.

"In drunkenness, light up the lamp to look at the sword, and dream of blowing the corner of the company's camp. Eight hundred miles of subordinates are burned, fifty strings are turned outside the fortress, and soldiers are ordered in autumn."

"This song was also written by my teacher"

"Ma Zuo's Lu Fei is fast, his bow is like a thunderbolt. But the king's affairs in the world have won the name before and after his life. What a pity it happened!"

The two of them spoke one sentence after another, making everyone enjoy watching.

The poems spoken by the two of them can be called poet saints if they are placed in Tianyuan Continent.

However, after Gu Ansheng continued to take Zhao Wuxie's poems, everyone could no longer believe what Zhao Wuxie said.

If it was said that Gu Ansheng refuted Zhao Wuxie because of his high poetry skills, then this competition now proves that Zhao Wuxie is a villain who likes to plagiarize other people's works.

Not only plagiarism, but so much plagiarism.

If it wasn't for Gu Ansheng being familiar with his teacher and reciting so many poems from his teacher, all of them would have been deceived by Zhao Wuxie.

Just after Zhao Wuxie uttered the No.80 seven poems, his mind was already empty.

It wasn't that he was cornered by Gu Ansheng, but that he only memorized so much in his previous life.

Looking at the smile on Gu Ansheng's face, Zhao Wuxie felt angry.

But just when he was about to vent, he felt strange eyes from everyone around him.

"I, I'm not..."

"Okay, Mr. Zhao, I know you are very good at reciting poems, but can you stop saying that you wrote all my teacher's poems yourself? Although my teacher is low-key, I will never let others plagiarize him. s work"

Gu Ansheng's words were pearls, as if a sharp knife had pierced Zhao Wuxie's chest.

Zhao Wuxie couldn't bear the anger in his heart anymore, and was about to vent it on Gu Ansheng, but at this moment, Bai Yuewei who was next to the chief seat suddenly spoke.

"Master Zhao, we don't welcome a person who plagiarizes other people's works here, please leave."

Hearing this, Zhao Wuxie wanted to do something, but when she saw Bai Yuewei's cold eyes, she didn't have any temper at all, so she could only leave resentfully.

Seeing this scene, Tang Zhiqi couldn't say how happy she was. Finally, it was time for this guy to fall down.

Tang Zhiqi immediately followed her out to mock her.

After Zhao Wuxie left, Gu Ansheng became the most eye-catching object in the audience.

Because Gu Ansheng's teacher actually wrote so many excellent poems, it also proves that his apprentice is naturally not bad.

Feeling these fiery gazes, Gu Ansheng smiled slightly and said, "Everyone, although my teacher is very good, I didn't learn one or two tenths of him. Instead, my younger brother, Xingyu, inherited the teacher's teaching skills." excellent".

As soon as Gu Ansheng said this, everyone turned their attention to Wang Xingyu.

Afterwards, many girls found Wang Xingyu.

As for Gu Ansheng, there was nothing to watch the party, so he took a chance to leave alone.

He is going to follow Zhao Wuxie to harvest a wave of systems.

But just as Gu Ansheng walked out of the manor, a black shadow landed and instantly knocked Gu Ansheng unconscious.