Proposing Marriage To The Female Villain At The Beginning

This voice was incompatible with the surrounding sounds, very harsh, and suddenly became the focus of the audience.

"Plagiarism, how is this possible? Lin An is the god of poetry!"

Everyone saw a middle-aged man, wearing the costume of the Demon Suppressor, named Zhu Yuankai. The loss of his wife and son in his middle age made him very withdrawn and rarely communicated with others.

But at this time, Zhu Yuankai was no longer himself. He had died on the battlefield. Now Qin Shu was pretending to be Qin Shu. He could use Zhu Yuankai's identity to speak better.

Qin Shu returned to the capital to learn from Sima Yi's pretense of illness, which was not a shaky foundation, but also to better face the next situation.

After building momentum for Lin An for so long, it was time to reap the rewards of this celebration banquet.

Lin An felt guilty when he heard someone said that he had plagiarized. These poems were indeed not written by him, but he had already foreseen that some people would be suspicious, but Lin An was confident.

Because there is no evidence, this is a poem from another world. No matter how you search the classics, you can't find it, so no amount of suspicion can prove plagiarism!

Xiao Zhiyu was immediately displeased. It was she who promoted Lin An's reputation as the God of Poetry. Someone made rude remarks, which naturally made her very dissatisfied.

"Master Zhu, this poem was not plagiarized by my senior brother. Could it be that it was written by you?"

Qin Shu replied: "I don't have that kind of poetic talent, so naturally it wasn't written by me, but it definitely wasn't written by Lin An, he copied it!"

Xiao Zhiyu said coldly: "Then can you find his poems from the classics?"

Qin Shu shook his head, "No."

Xiao Zhiyu: "Since I can't, I'm still talking shamelessly here without knowing what I mean. It's really ridiculous!"

Qin Shu explained: "Xiaguan has read Lin An's collection of poems. Each poem is a masterpiece that can be remembered through the ages, but the style of each poem is too different. Not only that, the age level can also be used for youth and for adults. It could also be his twilight years. How could he have written the ups and downs of such a disparate age group?"

This statement also resonated with some people. The style of each of Lin An's poems was very different, but the source and evidence could not be found.

Emperor Liang, who was in the main seat, narrowed his eyes. Although Zhu Yuankai disturbed the atmosphere of the scene, he was also suspicious, and as an emperor, he liked to see others quarreling in front of him, so he did not stop it.

Xiao Zhiyu retorted: "It can only be said that senior brother is an all-rounder and can easily control various styles of poetry."

Qin Shu asked: "Since His Highness said so, let's prove it. Lin An, do you dare to continue writing poetry now?"

Lin An smiled calmly, "Why don't you dare?"

He has all kinds of excellent poems in his mind, any one of which can amaze the audience and instantly kill this little Mikala's doubts.

Qin Shu said: "Okay, here's a question. You can write a poem now. The poem contains three images: willow trees, shepherd boys, and green grass. Can you write it?"

Lin An's expression suddenly changed, "Why are there so many questions?"

He could name any one of the three images at random, but he couldn't when all three were combined.

Qin Shu sneered and said, "Isn't it okay to ask so many questions? Your song just now, 'Lord, Don't laugh while lying drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times?' was written without even thinking about it, and you can't do it now. , you, the god of poetry, are fake, right?"

"I..." Lin Andao suddenly choked on his words.

When everyone saw Lin An's expression, they felt something was wrong.

Xiao Zhiyu frowned slightly. These three images were very common. Senior brother was so good at speaking before. Why can't he write it now?

But as a junior sister and a strong supporter, I had no choice but to help him smooth things over.

"This topic contains too many images. All the improvisations that my senior brother had done before, but adding them together only restrained him, so he couldn't complete it in a short time."

Lin An followed the words and said: "That's right! I usually improvise, and it contains too many images. If I pick it out alone, I guarantee that it will be easy to pick up."

Qin Shu: "Really? Okay, let's be simple, three poems with three images, can you write it, Lin An?"

Lin An chuckled, that would be too simple, "Just put the willow tree first, listen up!"

"Jasper makes up a tree as tall as a tree..."

Before he could recite the next sentence, Qin Shu interrupted him.

"Ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down. I wonder who cuts out the thin leaves? The spring breeze in February is like scissors."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, how come they were still right?

However, I also found that the contrast between the poems read by Qin Shu and those read by Lin An was neat and very stunning!

Especially the last two sentences are even more outstanding, enough to leave a name for eternity.

Lin An's expression suddenly changed and he looked at Qin Shu in shock, "How...how did you know?"

He actually knows the song "Ode to the Willows", but he hasn't released it yet? Various thoughts flashed through my mind. Is this person a fellow transmigrate? Or someone with the ability to read his voice? Or an old silver coin that knows the future?

Qin Shu did not answer his question, but said calmly: "Lin An, you just said you had thought of a poem about willow trees. How did you write the poem after the line 'jasper makes up a tree as high as a tree'? Or you want to copy it from me? The poem you just recited?”

Everyone suddenly realized that Lin An said it was done and recited the first verse, but what about the following verses?

If it is still the same as what Qin Shu said, then there will be a big problem! If you can't recite it, why do you say it's done?

There is something fishy, ​​there is definitely something fishy!

"That's right, Lin Shishen, what's behind what you wrote 'jasper makes up a tree as tall as a tree'? It's not really the same as what Master Zhu did, is it?"

"Master Lin, God of Poetry, what you promised has been done, now say it."

"Lin An, you are the God of Poetry, why can't you do it?"

"..."

Faced with everyone's urging, Lin An did not speak, but instead questioned Qin Shu.

"who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, the question is whether you can make it after you 'make up the jade to become a tree as tall as a tree'?"

Lin An fell silent again. This was copied. With his poetic talent, he really couldn't write the following content.

Xiao Zhiyu looked at Lin An in disbelief. Can't he finish the next verse? Could it be that senior brother really plagiarized it?

"Brother, you do it."

Qin Shu smiled and said, "Your Highness, King Yan, can't you see that? He can't complete the three poems I composed together, but when they are separated separately, I can read the poems he composed."

"This is easy to explain. The poem he made was plagiarized! Not only this one, but also that collection of poems were plagiarized. The poems in them all came from other people's masterpieces in another world. That world can be called It’s the Immortal World, so this world can’t find the source of those poems.”

"To put it bluntly, Lin An, the god of poetry, is fake. He is just a person who plagiarizes others and deceives the world and steals his reputation."

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

"Lin An, the god of poetry, turned out to be a plagiarist!"

"No wonder so many poems have such different styles. They turned out to be plagiarism. This can be explained clearly."

"I can't find the source. It's a plagiarism from another world! Immortal World, is this the legendary Immortal World?"

"This god of poetry is actually fake!"

…

Lin An's scalp was numb now. He wanted to refute but couldn't, but he knew that he was ruined today, and the louder the title of the God of Poetry, the worse he fell!

Xiao Zhiyu looked at the silent Lin An and asked in disappointment: "Brother, is this true? Are you really plagiarizing a poem from another world?"

Yang Lingying frowned. It turned out that Lin An's poems were plagiarized, and her impression of Lin An instantly fell to the bottom.

Ling Yunzi and Liang Di had a flash of inspiration in their eyes. If ordinary people knew that he came from another world, they might find it very strange, but as big bosses in the fantasy world, it was different.

The memory that exists in Lin An's mind is a good thing!

What's more, Qin Shu also called that world the Immortal World!

This is even more amazing!

As long as word spreads, Lin An will be the target of competition from all parties!

[Ding, the host’s design ruined Lin An’s reputation, his luck dropped, and he gained 80,000 villain points]

[Ding, the host exposed Lin An’s identity and attracted the attention of Emperor Great Liang and Ling Yunzi. His luck dropped and he gained 150,000 villain points]

[Ding, the host made the luck heroine Yang Lingying disappointed with Lin An, her luck dropped, and she gained 60,000 villain points]

[Ding, the host made Xiao Zhiyu disappointed with Lin An, luck downgraded: Saint Level → High Level, gained 60,000 villain points]

Lin An looked at Qin Shu and asked, "Zhu Yuankai, who are you?"

Qin Shu: "Same as you, from that world."

Lin An was even more shocked. He was also from Blue Star. Wasn't he a fellow countryman?

"We are all fellow villagers, why do you want to harm me!"

"Don't you know that saying, when a fellow countryman meets a fellow countryman, there's a shot in the back?"

"And I can't stand someone like you who deceives the world and steals your reputation! Just ask for your own blessings!"

"Bye bye! Jie Jie Jie~"

Qin Shu took out the moving order and disappeared in an instant.