Chapter 270: We are of the same origin, why are we so anxious to fight each other?
After hearing Jiang Chen's words, a trace of anger flashed across Tang Yuanbai's face.
But when he saw the women around Jiang Chen, Tang Yuanbai suppressed his inner anger.
"Haha, then I am all ears to your excellent work!"
As soon as Tang Yuanbai finished speaking, Jiang Chen closed his eyes.
After a long time, just when Tang Yuanbai was about to get impatient, Jiang Chen slowly opened his mouth and chanted softly.
"The moon is faint in the misty sky, and the Milky Way is the same in autumn for eternity."
"How much joy and sorrow, every year in this night."
When Jiang Chen chanted the last word, everyone present was stunned.
Even Tang Yuanbai, who was waiting to see Jiang Chen embarrass himself, was shocked.
And his three "best friends" stared at Jiang Chen in amazement.
Jiang Chen's "Qixi Festival", written by Bai Juyi, who was known as the "Poetry Demon" and "Poetry King" in his previous life, directly surpassed Tang Yuanbai!
"Well, what a wonderful line 'How much joy and sorrow, year after year in this night'!"
There were also quite a few scholars among the crowd that gathered around to watch.
After listening to the poem "written" by Jiang Chen, they immediately exclaimed in admiration.
Suddenly, many girls cast flirtatious glances at Jiang Chen.
"Oh my god, I suddenly think this young man is so handsome!"
"Hey, hey, hey, you just said you would marry no one but Young Master Tang."
"But this young master is no less talented and handsome than Young Master Tang."
A young girl looked at Jiang Chen with seductive eyes and said to her companion beside her.
Seeing that everyone was full of praise for Jiang Chen's poem, Tang Yuanbai's expression changed.
But he had to admit in his heart that Jiang Chen's poem was indeed better than his.
"It was just luck. From now on, I will not be polite!"
After comforting himself, Tang Yuanbai spoke loudly to Jiang Chen.
"Haha, please go ahead, Brother Tang."
Facing Tang Yuanbai's "demonstration", Jiang Chen responded indifferently.
Hearing Jiang Chen's disdainful response, Tang Yuanbai gritted his teeth and glared at him fiercely.
Afterwards, after temporarily suppressing the anger in his heart, Tang Yuanbai began to recite his second piece.
"On the seventh night of July, the lights are lit all over the riverside, looking for the beauty!"
"The handkerchief embroiders a beautiful heart, I don't know who I'm secretly promising to, but I can't forget it."
"The stars reflect the moon, the beauty shines in the sky, lovers and their families are together."
After reciting this poem, Tang Yuanbai looked at Jiang Chen with a sneer.
But this time, it was because of Jiang Chen’s previous crushing.
No one dared to express their opinions on Tang Yuanbai's works anymore, for fear of being slapped in the face again.
As everyone was eagerly waiting, Jiang Chen, who had kept his eyes closed, slowly opened them.
As a qualified "plagiarist", when it comes to choosing lyrics, he of course chose the well-known works of the "Master Dongpo" in his previous life!
"When will the bright moon appear? I raise my cup to ask the sky.
I don’t know what year it is in the palace in heaven.
I want to ride on the wind to go back, but I am afraid that it is too cold up there in the beautiful building.
Dancing with my shadows, it doesn't seem like I'm in the human world.
Turn around the red pavilion, lower the beautiful window, and shine on the sleepless.
There should be no hatred, why does the moon always appear full when we are parting?
People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions; the moon waxes and wanes; it is impossible to have everything in life.
I wish you a long life, and we can enjoy the beauty of the moon together even though we are thousands of miles apart."
As soon as Jiang Chen's "Water Melody" by "Dai Dongpo" came out, it directly overshadowed a short poem by Tang Yuanbai!
The people watching nearby were all repeating the last sentence that Jiang Chen had just said.
"May we live long and share the beauty of the moon together even though we are thousands of miles apart..."
"This, this is simply a masterpiece, a masterpiece!"
“Yes, I heard this poem today.”
"I feel like everything I did before was shit!"
"Compared to this guy, how can Tang Yuanbai be worthy of the title of 'the most talented person in the North'!?"
"You're right, there are always people who are better than you!"
Listening to everyone's praise for Jiang Chen, Tang Yuanbai was furious to the extreme.
The crazy jealousy has gradually made Tang Yuanbai completely lose his reason.
"Good, very good, very good!"
"Since you are so talented, let's change the rules for the third game. Do you dare?"
Tang Yuanbai, who had lost his mind, looked at Jiang Chen jealously and said coldly.
Hearing this, Jiang Chen smiled slightly and asked Tang Yuanbai.
"Are you sure you want to continue the competition?"
"If you continue to compete, you won't be able to win."
"Why don't you just listen to my advice and admit defeat!"
"At worst, I won't let you run around the city naked."
However, Jiang Chen's kind words of advice were regarded as an insult by Tang Yuanbai.
"Shut up, I admit defeat."
"But in this last game, I will definitely beat you!"
Seeing that he still refused to give up, Jiang Chen had no choice but to give up trying to persuade him.
"Okay, tell me, how are you going to compete in this third match?"
In response to Jiang Chen's question, Tang Yuanbai spoke slowly.
"For this third scene, let's make a poem in three steps!"
"If you lose, I will be the winner of this competition."
"But if I win, you will be the one to strip naked and run around the city!"
After hearing Tang Yuanbai 's words, everyone present instantly felt a hint of disgust.
"Oh my god, this Tang Yuanbai is really shameless!"
"Obviously, the other party has already won, but he is so good that now all the wins don't count!"
"Not necessarily. That young master is so talented."
"I think, in the end, Tang Yuanbai is still the loser."
"Hahaha, I also think that Tang Yuanbai is going to throw him home this time."
"I think you guys overestimate that guy. Composing a poem in three steps is Tang Yuanbai's specialty."
The crowd watching was discussing the third competition proposed by Tang Yuanbai .
But this requirement is not a difficult problem for Jiang Chen.
His mind was filled with the excellent works of his ancestors from five thousand years ago. How could he possibly lose to Tang Yuanbai, a scum with a bad character!
Ignoring everyone's strange looks, Tang Yuanbai took the first step.
"A man who is too sentimental is unfeeling and promiscuous is a scum."
After reciting the first sentence, Tang Yuanbai took the last two steps without any pause.
"If the world's talents are like this, the territory is especially his country's borders!"
"I advise you to be content and not insult the reputation of being a scholar."
After reading the last two sentences, Tang Yuanbai stared at Jiang Chen.
At this time, Tang Yuanbai had forgotten his previous shame.
She expressed all her resentment towards Jiang Chen without reservation in this poem.
After listening to Tang Yuanbai's poem, Jiang Chen shook his head with amusement.
Then, under the gaze of everyone, Jiang Chen slowly stood up.
After standing up, Jiang Chen took three steps in one breath and came in front of Tang Yuanbai.
Then, without waiting for everyone to come to their senses, Jiang Chen began to recite.
"Cook the beans and make soup, strain the beans and make juice.
The firewood is burning under the pot, and the beans are weeping in the pot.
We are of the same origin, why are we so eager to fight each other? "
