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Volume Two: The Edge of the Sword Appears Chapter 241: Reciting Poems

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    "time up!"

    Amid the shouts, Ye Junsheng happened to stamp the newly made painting, as if holding a stopwatch. The dripping ink was still shining and had not yet dried.

    The red seal in the blank space is prominent: "Pengcheng Ye Feng".

    "The four-character iron painting with silver hooks has an awe-inspiring style and was created by Li Yifeng."

    Ye Junsheng used the chicken blood stone as a gift from Mr. Li instead of the black and yellow stone seal of heaven and earth.

    ¡°I don¡¯t want to, and I can¡¯t.

    The battle with Evil Ancestor was a lively event for a layman.  But as the protagonist, all kinds of hardships are really difficult to predict.

    By taking advantage of the hearts of the people in the city, the power of millions of people is so vast and heavy that it is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

    Although the infusion of public opinion is invisible, the oppression on the soul and spirit is really inexhaustible. It is like carrying a huge mountain of 10,000 tons. If you don't pay attention, you will be crushed to death. It can range from a vegetative state to ashes and die.

    Fortunately, the natal flying sword "will enter the wine" is extraordinary. The strange sacrificial text flashed at the critical moment, showing an awe-inspiring power. Only then can so many people's hearts and minds be mobilized to attack the evil ancestor.

    " Millions of hearts unite into one force, forming a thunderous force. Not to mention the Evil Ancestor who has not yet returned to normal levels, even in his heyday, he will not be able to challenge it.

    The powerful enemy retreated, and Ye Junsheng also lost his strength and fell.

    During this period, I woke up several times to eat and drink. It was not until this morning that I felt that my strength was slowly recovering, so I rushed to the square to participate in the competition test.

    Having reached this point, he was unwilling to fall short and throw away an opportunity to gain fame.

    Time was running out, so Ye Junsheng showed off his skills that he was proud of in his life, writing as fast as he could and creating a perfect picture.  It's called "Lushan Picture".

    In less than a quarter of an hour, Ye Junsheng completed the painting and painted a large painting.  Such speed made everyone present speechless and unable to react.

    It is comparable to Cao Zijian's seven-step poem.

    "Ouch, I was just looking at it and forgot to stamp it"

    "Do you think Ye Junsheng is rushing to draw together and make up the numbers at random?"

    "It's possible Even if you can draw something like it, the level will definitely not be that high"

    Whispering.  It's a pity that due to the rules, I couldn't rush up to observe and see what Ye Junsheng did.

    When the time came, the people responsible for collecting pictures began to come over, one by one.  Carefully dry the ink and roll it up.

    At this time, all the great talents are about to leave.

    Gu Xuezheng couldn't care less and called Ye Junsheng first: "Junsheng, it's great that you are here."

    Ye Junsheng raised his hands and replied: "Thank you for your concern."

    Gu Xuezheng chuckled: "Why are you so polite now? Your body is fine." He murmured in his heart.  Looking at his juggling-like painting methods before, which are beyond ordinary people's handwriting and difficult movements, his health must be better.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Out of the way.

    soon.  Gu Xuezheng asked the core question: "Are you satisfied with your painting?"

    Ye Junsheng smiled and said: "It's not bad, it can be considered a standard work."

    Hearing this, Gu Xuezheng couldn't help but feel happy: Ye Junsheng was quite confident in what he said.  There was absolutely no intention of rushing.

    In this way, there is some hope of getting a good ranking in the end.

    ¡°It¡¯s a shame that this guy is so tight-lipped.  There is no mention of the specific situation of Danqing.  Although you didn't ask straight to the point, you couldn't take the initiative to talk about it.

    ?? Gu Xuezheng is a little dissatisfied, but there are some things that are really inappropriate to ask more about.

    Went outside and met Ye Junmei, Li Yifeng and others, and naturally they had another round of questions.

    At this time, the news about Ye Junsheng's two-hand painting, and the large-scale painting in a quarter of an hour had already spread, and it became a hot topic.

    Curious and passionate gazes all fell on him; and all kinds of speculations were rampant at the same time.

    In any case, after the competition, it was a relief for all the talented people who participated. They gathered in groups, called friends, and rushed towards the most prosperous and famous restaurant in Yangzhou to eat and drink.  celebrate.

    Originally, Gu Xuezheng was determined to make something happen, but Ye Junsheng used the excuse that he was not feeling well and wanted to go back to rest early, so he put it aside for the time being, saying that he would wait until the final result was announced before he and everyone got drunk.

    Ye Junsheng is really tired.

    This kind of mental tiredness is different from physical sleepiness. It¡¯s so tired to the core that any excitementThe only way to isolate yourself from the hustle and bustle is to go back to the house and sleep well.

    So Ye Junmei supported him, said goodbye to everyone, and returned to the courtyard.

    As soon as he entered the room and beside the bed, Ye Junsheng lay down on it, breathing heavily, his face changing, showing a sickly blush.

    Ye Junmei was shocked: "Brother, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

    Ye Junsheng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's okay, I'm just tired."

    "Hey, I told you not to rush and dare to participate in the competition, but you didn't listen."

    The girl complained quite a bit.

    Ye Junsheng sighed: "It's just a last resort. If you don't grit your teeth and get through it, you will definitely regret it in the future."

    "What a last resort But my health is important. What should I do if something happens?"

    As he spoke, Ye Jun¡¯s eyes were misty and tears appeared.  Speaking of which, in the past few days, she was really frightened, and she became haggard and thin.

    Looking at her, Ye Junsheng was moved by the scene, and couldn't help but softly chanted: "I don't regret that my clothes are getting wider and wider, but I feel haggard because of Yi Junmei, I'm fine, just rest for a few more days."

    "My clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it anymore. I feel haggard because of Yi. What a poem, a peerless poem!"

    Amid the exclamation, Second Young Master Ximen appeared at the door with his eyes shining.

    Why is he here?

    "Jun Sheng, hurry up and recite this poem in its entirety. I can't wait."

    This guy looks like a pervert who is not satisfied with his desires.

    Ye Junmei thought about her brother's body and said angrily: "Second Young Master, my brother is so tired, and you still ask him to recite poems. You are not a good friend."

    There is a little bit of sweetness in my heart.

    "My brother is confident that he will win the title of the most talented person in the world."

    The girl has a pure mind and always thinks that her brother is the most capable. As for other talents, sorry, they all stand against the wall.

    Without any explanation, she drove the second young master Ximen out.

    Second Young Master Ximen also knew that he came at the wrong time, but just now he heard Ye Junsheng reciting a poem, he clapped his hands in admiration, and his heart was like a hundred claws clawing at his heart. He even forgot about the original intention of coming, and only thought of some way to make Ye Junsheng take control of it.  These two poems are complete.

    These two sentences alone can be regarded as sentences handed down from generation to generation.  If you were in a tall building, with your hands behind your back and a sad and lingering look on your face, you would chant softly.  No matter whether it is an courtesan in a brothel or a talented lady at the level of a lady, who would not be moved to tears?

    "The clothes are getting wider and wider, but you still don't regret it, and you feel haggard because of the beauty. This is the god-level portrayal of the passionate seed."

    ???????????? Inexplicably, Second Young Master Ximen thought of the song "The Sapphire Case" that Ye Junsheng had written before during the Lantern Festival.  (To be continued)
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