The scene was already in an uproar!

At this moment, Qingshui Sword looked at Fang Ye in front of him with a complicated expression.

I feel helpless!

There was a bitter smile on his face!

He understood very well!

The difference between myself and Fang Ye is simply a huge difference!

Too much difference!

That guy is really so casual and able to write a good poem!?

And he, he communicated with the ancients and thought of so many ancient poems.

He felt that no song deserved to appear in front of Fang Ye?

"The third song!"

At this moment, Fang Ye suddenly spoke.

Everyone's eyes quickly looked at Fang Ye.

I had some surprise expression in my heart.

Not finished yet!?

How many things did this guy prepare?

""Golden Clothes"!"

They saw Fang Ye write a poem.

What kind of poetry is this name?

Everyone is already a little addicted to watching it.

So, I slowly followed up, stared at Fang Ye, and waited for Fang Ye to write it out and continued to read it.

"I advise you not to cherish your golden thighs. I advise you to cherish your youth.

If there are flowers that can be broken, you must be broken. Don’t wait until there are no flowers to break branches.”

This time, Fang Ye wrote it down without any hindrance.

Just let everyone taste it carefully!

"If you have flowers to be broken, you must be broken. Don't wait until there are no flowers to break branches... Alas, cherish them!!"

"Yes, cherish what you have, don't lose it, and regret it again, leaving only regrets! But Fang Ye said this sentence very interestingly!"

Many people couldn't help but sigh.

After all, many people have experienced this kind of thing!

When you have it, you never care.

After losing...

I have already started to regret and amnesia!

Many people can feel this kind of pain.

So when I saw this sentence, many emotional people only felt a little pain in their hearts and their eyes were slightly red.

...

"Are three poems enough?"

Fang Ye looked at Qingshui Jian and said slowly.

No one dared to speak at the scene at this moment!

not enough?

Who dares to say it’s not enough?

Each of these three poems, each... is drawn separately, and can be placed at the level of textbooks.

Who can write such a few such poems in one breath like Fang Ye?

No one spoke, they just looked at the Sakura Sword.

I feel sorry for this genius from Sakura Country.

Yes, you are really genius.

It’s a pity that you encountered a bug in our country, classmate Fang Ye.

No matter how talented you are, you are destined to be a runner-up.

"I lost..."

Qingshui Jian sighed fiercely and said silently.

He knew that he should give in!

Give up!

This time I completely gave up!

He is no match for Fang Ye at all, the difference is just the kind of difference of 100,000 miles!

He had decided that he lost this time and recognized his level.

From now on, we should be rude and rest well when we go back.

...

"It's so miserable...Qingshuisan, please be strong, we still have a chance to win!"

"Qingshuisang please be strong!! Don't just admit defeat like this!"

"Long people are leaving now!! You are cheating!"

Many netizens from Sakura Country were quickly sending messages.

It seems that I feel distressed for Qingshui Jian!

And domestic netizens.

He was already extremely excited.

"666!! Powerful, powerful and powerful!!"

"Student Fang Ye is awesome!! I love you so much!"

"Damn, as soon as you open your mouth, you will find three entitled to be included in the textbook. Who else is there??"

"Haha, the little sakuras are not willing to give in? Bad! We all say that the orthodox of the Dragon Kingdom culture is still in our hands. You just learned a little bit of fur and wanted to challenge us. Do you have no avail in your heart??"

Many people began to gloat at this moment.

The people of Sakura Country looked at it and felt extremely aggrieved.

but……

There is no way!

This guy Fang Ye is so scary!

"No!! Qingshuisang did not lose!! Fang Ye was off the question!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came out.

Fang Ye was stunned for a moment.

Everyone else was stunned.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

They all looked at that person.

But I saw that it was a young man who walked out of the students.

Qingshui Jian was a little shocked.

He didn't lose?

Why didn't he know?

"I lost, thank you for speaking for me."

He spoke.

He can't make people think he can't afford to lose.

However, the student immediately waved his hand and said in Japanese: "Qingamisama, you haven't lost yet!"

He looked at Fang Ye again and said seriously: "You have said before that this is a comparison of inspirational poetry! The poems written by Fang Yesang are basically poems that encourage poetry to learn. Even if it is bamboo and stone, I don't think it has reached the level of inspiration!

So, Qingshui Jun didn’t lose!”

The young man looked a little paranoid.
To be continued...