Chapter 182 I am a Literary Man
The game for Shen Lang's team ended very quickly because it was Shen Lang who played the whole time without any substitutions. Although the opponent was also very strong, there was also a master who fought with Shen Lang for dozens of rounds.
But it ended in failure. In the end, Shen Lang won all six games and obtained six academy tokens, declaring that Shen Lang's team won.
The one-day competition ended quickly, and there were still 160 students left. One team was lucky enough to advance directly without having to compete.
Currently, in the overall ranking of college tokens, Shen Lang is far ahead, ranking first with fifty-one college tokens. The second place is Fu Sumei, with forty-three tokens, and the third place is Chang Rumo, with thirty-three tokens. The fourth to tenth places are very close, and there are even students who are tied with each other.
In the evening, Dean Shangguan Yu invited Shen Lang to a banquet as a staged celebration for Shen Lang. Shangguan Yu drank a few more glasses at the table, blushing and very happy. He said that the finals would be coming soon, so Shen Lang should just relax and compete casually.
But they had to defeat the students from Qingyun Academy, which made Shangguan Yu's husband very embarrassed, because two students from Qingyun Martial Arts Academy successfully advanced.
Qingsi and Mingyue were a little tipsy, so they went back to their room to rest, while Shen Lang and Wanyan Ruyu strolled around the Xinjiang Xin Martial Arts Academy to sober up.
The Xinjiang Xin Martial Arts Academy was very lively at night. Although it was not as bustling as the streets of Baiyun City, it was still crowded. Students could be seen everywhere, chatting happily. Some students were even opponents during the day and friends at night.
To be honest, Shen Lang felt very comfortable watching such a peaceful scene. He leaned his hands on the railing and said, "Looking at this scene, I really want to compose a poem!"
Wanyan Ruyu rolled her eyes and sneered, "Do you have that kind of literary talent?"
"You underestimated me!" Shen Lang turned his head and looked at Wanyan Ruyu beside him and said, "Let me tell you, your husband is a man of letters and poetry, but I have too many advantages and they are covered up!"
"Haha, is that so?" Wanyan Ruyu smiled, picked up a branch and waved it in front of Shen Lang: "Come on, write a poem!"
Shen Lang glanced at the branch in Wanyan Ruyu's hand, reached out and took it, and said: "I advise you not to cherish your golden clothes, but to cherish your youth. When the flowers are in bloom, you should pick them immediately, don't wait until there are no flowers left to pluck!"
"What a great line! When flowers are in bloom, you should pick them right away. Don't wait until there are no flowers left to pluck!" After hearing this, Wanyan Ruyu exclaimed, looked at Shen Lang and asked, "Did you really write this? Why do I feel like you plagiarized someone else's poem?"
It is plagiarism, but the poem is not from your world, but from my own world!
The poems that I utter in this world are of course my own, so how can they be considered plagiarism!
Shen Lang smiled in an unfathomable way, put his hands behind his back, looked at Wanyan Ruyu and said , "You said I plagiarized, then who said this poem?"
Wanyan Ruyu was speechless for a moment. She searched her mind but indeed could not find a poet who could write such verses. However, just because she couldn't find one didn't mean it didn't exist!
Wanyan Ruyu just didn't believe that could come up with such a quatrain!
"Okay, I'll give you an idea!" Wanyan Ruyu looked around, pointed at the lively crowd, and said, "Let's take the lively crowd as the theme, you come up with an idea!"
"Simple!" Shen Lang smiled, looked at Wanyan Ruyu, and spoke.
"The east wind blows thousands of flowers into bloom at night, and blows down stars like rain. The road is filled with the fragrance of BMW and carved carriages, the sound of phoenix flutes moves, and the light of jade pots turns. Fishes and dragons dance all night, and moths are like snow willows and golden threads. Smiling and fragrant, I look for him among the crowd a thousand times."
At the end, Shen Lang reached out and grabbed Wanyan Ruyu's hand, and said, "Looking back suddenly, that person is there, in the dimming lights."
The last sentence of the dim lights and Shen Lang's gaze made Wan Yan Ruyu's heart skip a beat. At this moment, she felt an inexplicable heartbeat.
Shen Lang smiled slightly, moved closer, looked at Wanyan Ruyu who was so close, and said, "How about it, am I very talented in writing? Have you been conquered by my talent in writing?"
Wanyan Ruyu stared at Shen Lang's eyes for a long time without hearing what he said. It was not until Shen Lang's hands restlessly hugged her waist that she reacted and quickly broke free from his clutches. She walked aside with a blushing face, stroking her hair in panic and said, "Such a good poem must not have been written by you. You must have copied it down somewhere and then used it to confuse me!"
"Hey, it seems that you won't believe me unless I show my true talent!" Shen Lang chuckled, hugged Wanyan Ruyu from behind, and whispered in her ear: "There is no beauty in the world that can surpass this. She is so beautiful that she dazzles the whole country!"
This was a quatrain about beauties that Shen Lang had asked Jarvis to search for. Even Shen Lang himself was impressed after hearing it. He thought that the literati back then were so talented that they could write such poems praising beauties. If he had known this earlier, he wouldn't be a single dog in his original world!
Sure enough, Wanyan Ruyu's heart beat violently after hearing Shen Lang's poem. Her pretty face flushed red. She didn't even have the strength to break free from Shen Lang's arms. But she still said, "There are so many people here, let me go!"
"What are you afraid of? I'm your husband and you're my wife. What's the big deal? Don't let go!" Shen Lang said. He had finally created the atmosphere to this point, and he was not willing to give up.
"Who said that?" Wanyan Ruyu looked at Shen Lang behind her and said, "Although your emperor has betrothed me to you, we haven't been married yet and haven't worshipped heaven and earth yet. How can you be your husband and I be your wife?"
"What? You're regretting even though we haven't gotten married or held the ceremony yet?" Shen Lang said, looking at Wanyan Ruyu's pretty face.
"Can't I regret it? You are my enemy!" Wanyan Ruyu smiled slightly: "I wish you were dead!"
"You will be disappointed. I am very lucky!" Shen Lang grinned and said, "Besides, we have already done the Zhougong ceremony. You are mine. You can't regret it! "
“You…” When Wanyan Ruyu heard this, her face turned red as if blood could drip out, and even her neck was covered with a layer of red gauze: “Nonsense, nonsense!”
As he spoke, he didn't know where he got the strength from, but he exerted force with both hands to break free from Shen Lang's arms, turned around and punched Shen Lang in the abdomen.
"Oh my god, are you going to murder your husband?"
