Become a Scumbag from Now on

"Isn't he sick?"

Xiao Xinyue muttered.

"I'm really sick of you. You know you're going up there to be humiliated, but this bastard still goes up there."

Xiao Runing shook her head helplessly.

Although he is Chinese, he can still make others laugh to death by doing some weird things.

"What if...it's hidden deep enough?"

Xiao Xinyue muttered.

Xiao Runing: "..."

"Hide it so deeply? When we were in Tianhua City, this guy didn't even bother to go to Tianwu Academy. Do you think he still went to learn knowledge?"

Xiao Xinyue: "..."

That's it!

but……

From what she knew about Lin Xuan, he was very smart. How could he embarrass herself? How could you not know what those two people were thinking? Since he knew that there were tigers in the mountains, why would he prefer to travel to the tiger mountains?

This might be something to look forward to.

When Su Zhiming and Qin Ming saw that Lin Xuan had taken the bait, they were extremely happy.

"Xiao Xuan, if it doesn't work out, just play around!"

Xiao Zun said to Lin Xuan, his voice was deliberately louder so that others could hear it, just to protect Lin Xuan, because he knew that Lin Xuan was from the Chinese country, and he must not have any attainments in poetry and prose. Yes, and since the dozens of young people who chose to participate here are all talented people, Lin Xuan cannot be compared with them, so let’s just say that he is just playing for fun, and there will be no shame in losing. .

"I know, uncle."

Lin Xuan nodded.

"Haha, young people are so brave. I hope you can let us see an unexpected scene!"

Lan Tianhai smiled and said.

"Don't dare, I'm just having fun. I don't know how to write poems or lyrics. I just hope you won't mind it when the time comes."

Lin Xuan said with a fist.

Su Zhiming came over and patted Lin Xuan on the shoulder and said: "Every elder present is very easy-going, don't worry! And don't be humble anymore."

Lin Xuan smiled, nodded, and said nothing.

"In that case, let the poetry meeting begin. If there are outstanding poems in this poetry meeting, then I will consider including your excellent poems in the textbook!"

After hearing Lan Tianhai's words, they all showed shocked expressions.

In the textbook just now? Hasn’t this been passed down through the ages? Even if you can't achieve it, it will only be a short period of time. Within a few years, everyone will know your poem, wow! What a big deal that is!

"Of course, since it is included in the textbook, it must mean that this poem is extremely extraordinary and cannot be a general work. But I think that with your talent, you will definitely be able to produce one this time!"

Blue Sky and Sea Road.

"Okay, let's start writing poems now. The prescribed word for you is homesickness! Twenty minutes should be enough for you talented men and women to write a poem. So let's start now. You can walk around the entire venue and meditate. , everyone else can also chat with each other, eat some food and wait for the results of the children, but please don’t disturb them!”

Impromptu poetry must have a limited theme. Every time and every year is different. If there is no limited theme, then those people can compose poems long in advance, or even ask other people for help. Substitute, is this called improvisation? Of course not!

"Master Lin, come on! I really hope to compete with your poems!"

Su Zhiming patted Lin Xuan's shoulder and said with a smile.

"I will, I will!"

Then Su Zhiming sneered, walked away with paper and pen, and went to meditate on poetry!

Will you do it again?

Do you deserve it?

Later everyone will be able to hear what ridiculous poems are read from your mouth!

Lin Xuan bit the pen. He didn't know how long it had been since he touched the pen. Lin Xuan's writing was always ugly, but now that he hasn't written for so long, it's really like a dog crawling.

Xiao Runing couldn't help but worry when she saw Lin Xuan biting the pen in deep thought!

Poems about homesickness should belong to a very popular audience.

Relatively speaking, it is not too difficult to write, especially if you can just make a few sentences in a stylish way, but for Lin Xuan...

Especially looking at his frown, I felt like he was in trouble.

Yes, Lin Xuan is really in trouble!

The poem I learned the most on Earth in the past was about homesickness, right? Which song should I copy?

"Mr. Xiao, what are your grandson-in-law's attainments in poetry?"

Lan Tianhai sat at the judges' table and asked Xiao Qingcheng next to him.

"To be honest, I don't know, but it shouldn't be as good as those here. After all, China has never advocated this aspect, and its attainments in this area are naturally not as good as those of Bing Country."

Xiao Qingcheng said this to give Lin Xuan face, so that others would feel that Lin Xuan did not have much attainments at the beginning and would not have high expectations. In this way, even if his poems were not good, they would not be good to him. That's an excusable view.

"It's just that I think since he participated, he will definitely gain something."

Lan Tianhai also said this to save Xiao Qingcheng's face.

Time passed slowly, and it took Su Zhiming and some others more than ten minutes to complete it. Then Su Zhiming walked to Lin Xuan and took a look.

Still blank!

He couldn't help but smile contemptuously in his heart.

Sure enough, not at all!

"Master Lin, are you still thinking?"

Su Zhiming said.

"Well, that's almost it!"

"Then I won't bother you!"

Su Zhiming then walked away with a smile!

At the same time, Lin Xuan also started writing, and the ugly and deadly words were written on the paper.

After a few seconds, Lin Xuan's movements stopped again, and Xiao Runing, who had been paying attention to Lin Xuan not far away, thought.

There's no time left, why did it stop again?

Lin Xuan raised his head and looked at Xiao Runing at this time.

"Um... Ning Ning, why can't you write in the night?"

Everyone: "..."

Xiao Runing: "..."

The corners of Xiao Zun's and others' mouths couldn't help but twitch.

Really, Lin Xuan's words made many people hold back their laughter. If you don't know how to compose poetry, then you can't even write it?

This really confirms that he doesn't know poetry at all. How can a person who can't even write poetry write poetry?

Xiao Runing then came over, took Lin Xuan's paper and pen, and helped him write the word. When she saw the word "dog crawling" written by Lin Xuan, she almost cried!

Little brother, you will be laughed at to death like this! Then why do you want Mao to participate?

Xiao Runing thought helplessly.

Lin Xuan then looked at Lan Tianhai and said, "Uncle Lan, is it okay to ask Ning Ning to write a word for you?"

"Of course it's okay!"

Lan Tianhai said.

Lin Xuan nodded, and then added the next sentence.

"Okay, time is up! Now everyone be quiet. Please read your poems one by one in order, and we will make some evaluations on your poems!" Lan Tianhai said.