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Chapter 47: Reciting a Good Poem 1

Of course, Lincoln would not admit that it was his conspiracy at this time, but looking at the questioning of Songxian at her, he would ask: "Then you told me your name without saying anything. Do you have no name?"

Looking at Lin Kai's smiling face, the fairy was so angry that she felt aggrieved. She clearly told her name, but this guy was really ignorant of the goods. She obviously looked at him very knowledgeable.[]

In fact, this cannot be blamed on the song fairy. Lin Kai has the knowledge mainly based on memories of his previous lives, and Lin Kai is still lacking in some common sense about the Star Continent. Even after living for a few years, Lin Kai has not paid much attention to this knowledge, because the environment always forces him to make further breakthroughs, so he has no time to understand this magical continent.

Lin Kai was so angry that he ignored him by his words. He did it with his back to him, and could only smile bitterly. The woman's heart was difficult to understand, but Lin Kai's attention soon found the focus again. It turned out that Aristotle's college student was about to announce the result of this competition.

"Please be quiet, now I hear the teacher say the result." Dean Plato said to the crowd who was still discussing fiercely. It seems that Aslu has really become a person who has caused a big reversal.

"Dear literary friends, now I will announce the outcome of this game. Don Quixote is the winner." Aristotle's college student said the result directly without giving up any conspiracy.

When I heard that Don Quixote won, there was also a response below. Some supported the judgment of Aristotle's masters, and some felt that this was impossible to compare and should be considered a draw. Just when everyone was in a fierce response, Aristotle's masters began to return it again.

"My little friend Aslu's poems really opened my eyes. I didn't expect that poetry could be created in this form. In fact, if this was not a pre-defined competition, I could not compare the length of the poems of My little friend Aslu and My little friend Don Quixote. But since this is a competition, there must be a win or loss. So I gave this conclusion after combining everyone's opinions." Aristotle's great scholar said in an orderly manner:

"First of all, because this game is set to write poems by what you see in front of you, so the title requires writing poems. In this regard, Don Quixote is a very concise and concise, which is very consistent with the meaning of the title."

"First of all, the genre of Aslu's poems is inconsistent with the title requirements. Secondly, the content of the poem has been carefully considered and it has not been much hungry with what you see in front of you, so these two points do not match the title, which is what he regrets."

"So, I still judge that Don Quixote won. I don't know what everyone's opinions are. The poems that Aslu mentioned today will definitely be sung throughout the continent in the near future. This is an indisputable fact, but it was just that he used the wrong place. Otherwise, his poem would also win a lot of applause and praise." Aristotle's great scholar gave a pertinent evaluation, which convinced most of the people on the scene.

Aslu was still a little unhappy when he heard that he lost, but when he saw Lin Kai's eyes, Aslu was smart and understood something. However, Locke and Don Quixote on the opposite side were just proud. Lin Kai was indeed a guy who had no real talent and knowledge. Aslu couldn't imagine that he still understood something, but he was still far behind when he wanted to compare himself. Don Quixote finally made a comeback in one breath. If they both lost directly, it would be too shameful. After returning to Middle-earth, they would definitely be the target of laughing at them. Locke felt that choosing Don Quixote was still the right choice, and it was still the right thing to find a person with information in his stomach. Unlike Aslu who found a person without real talent and knowledge, he was such a poor child.

Looking at Don Quixote and Locke's proud look, Aslu said angrily: "The villain is successful." Lin Kai praised it, "No, little, this is almost like a poet."

"Hehe. This is not the best way for the eldest brother to educate him." Aslu immediately flattered. Although the poem given by the eldest brother was a little difficult, it attracted the attention of the audience, including the beauty. This is the most exciting thing for Aslu to find. In the future, he will learn more from the boss.

Listening to the hypocritical dialogue between Lin Kai and Aslu, Xiao Gexian could not stand it anymore. It is said that literati have the high definition of literati. Lin Kai and Aslu are both people who have no self-respect. Could it be that they are an alternative? This confuses Xiao Gexian. As expected, the legend says that all are here to deceive children.

However, this game was considered a loss in the end, so according to the principle of two wins in three games, Aslu and Locke's literary battle entered the most critical third game. The two sides won one game before, so the last game was the decisive game, and the final victory or defeat lies in this.

"The next is the last game of this literary battle, and it is also the one-winning game. Are the players from both sides ready? Now is the final sprint." Nalan said excitedly.

"Okay." Lin Kai took the initiative to say this, indicating that he was about to play in this game.

"Of course." Rock is still Don Quixote's appearance. It seems that Rock has put all his hopes on Don Quixote.

"Okay, since both sides are ready, the final game is about to begin. Ask the masters to ask questions." Nalan stood up and said with a heroic look.

"Since it's the last game, I won't make things difficult for both of you. It can be seen that both of you are talented, so the last game is very simple. Just give three works that you think are the most proud of. Poetry, songs, as long as they are created by two." Aristotle's great scholar said to Lin Kai and Don Quixote.

Unexpectedly, there was a topic like this. Three works, which eliminated the possibility of on-site creation in terms of quantity, and also reduced the possibility of cheating. Lin Kai heard Nalan’s popular poems on the mainland, and it was really hard to compare with his own cognition. So Lin Kai smiled easily when he heard this topic. Isn’t it necessary to win by himself? Not to mention that only 30 songs can be done, of course, Lin Kai is a little difficult to write three hundred poems, but he has not memorized all the poems of Tang.

When Don Quixote heard the topic, he breathed a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, it was such a topic. He happened to have a poem that Shakespeare had always revised for himself. He was also full of confidence in himself, so he also showed a confident smile at this time.

"Who will come first?" Nalan asked Lin Kai and Don Quixote.

"I'll do it first!" Don Quixote said hurriedly. Seeing his face full of spring breeze, he really felt that he must be the first.

"The first poem is a poem." Don Quixote immediately began to sing, without waiting for Lin Kai's opinion at all. He was so arrogant.

"The famous Duke expelled his ministers and drove his horses to walk through the dust. The old country asked the son of Yun and sang harder than the people of Ying.

Flowers in a river of water see off guests, and the willows are spring in February. The bamboo forest is full of food, and I am happy to see this morning."

After Don Quixote recited his first poem, someone immediately started to applaud, but that was true. Lin Kai also thought that this poem was still a truly good poem.

"The second song is a lyric and song." Don Quixote immediately began to chant the second song, and he really felt like he was working hard.

"Remembering the past, drinking in the West Pool, how much fun it is every year. Don't come and don't send a single line of books. When you meet each other normally, you still say that you are not as good as before.

A peaceful and peaceful golden screen dream tonight, the moon is bright and you can cross the rivers and lakes. Don’t ask what is the matter of lovesickness? I know that after spring leaves, I will be able to keep the flowers falling.”

"well!!!"

"I am really a talented man from Middle Earth!!!"

There was a burst of cheers in the crowd, which made Don Quixote enjoy. These poems that he was famous in Middle-earth were not good.
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