After he wrote these four lines of poetry, hesitated for a moment, but did not choose to submit it.

Because the old driver was a little uncertain, he was not sure if the world already had these four lines of poetry. If he had already had to do this himself, he would definitely be over.

So after hesitating, Su Qiubai glanced at the Bianshui next to him.

"What are you looking at? I want to copy it! I will tell you that the system will record everything. I told you to exit and not listen."

First he glared at Su Qiubai, then Bian Shui shook his head helplessly.

After all, this chef is also from his own team. His performance will definitely affect Temple City. It is really depressing to think about it.

"Look at how do I write these two lines of poetry?"

After thinking about it, Su Qiubai blocked the two lines of his next poems, but let Bianshui see the two lines of the previous ones.

"Yeah, it's normal."

He glanced casually and said casually.

"There is nothing wrong with that, right? That is to say, have you heard of it before?"

Su Qiubai felt even more strange, but he didn't say anything about Bian Shui's evaluation. After all, what really sublimated this poem is the next two lines. Now he only cares about whether this world has appeared.

Then I saw Bianshui showing contempt again.

"What? Do you still think your poems are amazing and are spread everywhere?"

Hearing this, the old driver felt relieved and smiled at Bianshui and said nothing more.

At this moment, many people in the square have finished writing the poems, after all, Su Qiubai has been hesitating for quite a long time.

The system's rating also appeared on the big screen at the first time.

"Did you see it? Second-class verses! Someone wrote second-class verses!"

"It's Mobei! It's a pity that I'm not at the top"

"It's not that easy to wait for a while! Isn't it good to have no inspiration in such a short time?"

"Look! Someone has made a second class again! It's Li Youting!"

"There is another civil and military man! I haven't heard of it!"

In a remote corner, Liu Kun was holding Xiaoqing in his arms, and the two of them also stared at the big screen with their eyes wide open.

"Where is brother? Why haven't you come out yet?"

Xiaoqing was so anxious when she asked this.

"It shouldn't be finished yet, wait."

Liu Kun was also anxious. When Xiaoqing saw someone betting before, she insisted that Liu Kun choose Su Qiubai to win the championship.

Of course he doesn't want to do such a thing as throwing money, but the little girl is so stubborn that she insists that this is her support for Su Qiubai!

Helplessly, Liu Kun spent money to buy Su Qiubai to win the championship. Everyone looked at his eyes as if they were looking at a pen!

So even though I guessed that Su Qiubai was at best at the fourth level, I still held the last glimmer of hope!

Then suddenly the audience was in an uproar, and even many people stood up in the VIP seat.

There is only one reason. That is, a first-class poem appears on the screen!

Xuantianyang!

Many people may not know about this name, but in fact it is the genius who was said by Su Qiubai to be short and too long.

At this moment, when I heard the audience's exclamation, Xuan Tianyang's face was full of pride and pride. Although Black Wind Harbor was no different from a remote countryside in his eyes, others would always like it.

Meng Lin on the rostrum also burst into laughter.

"I'll just say haha, our team"

As a result, just halfway through the words, an alarm suddenly sounded in the square!

What happened suddenly made everyone look at me, and I temporarily forgot about Xuan Tianyang's first-class poem.

When everyone saw this, they were a little confused.

It's not wrong at all. This voice was made by Su Qiubai, or the answer board in his hand.

What he knew was that something was wrong, and he just clicked to submit, and the thing started to scream.

I had already found that everyone was looking at me, and the veteran driver felt a little embarrassed, and his hands clapped the answer board were getting harder and harder.

In the end, I felt like I was about to break this. But the alarm was still ringing.

Xuan Tianyang, who was originally a little angry that he was robbed of the limelight, saw Su Qiubai's appearance clearly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I really didn't expect that this bastard actually came to the competition too! I couldn't kill him that day, so there must be a chance in the competition!

But I hope he won't be eliminated so early!

On Su Qiubai's side, a staff member finally came over and restarted his answer board.

This made the old driver a little nervous. Could it be that his poems are not good, right?

Just as I thought of this, I heard the audience suddenly exclaiming. It was even more exaggerated than Xuan Tianyang's first-class poem just now!

At the first moment, everyone looked at the big screen.

Special!

A special poem appeared on Ma Dan!

"This is impossible! How could anyone write a special poem, and it's in the competition! This is impossible!"

Staring at the words on the screen, Xuan Tianyang was like seeing a ghost.

Not only him, almost everyone had the same expression, even Meng Lin and Kong Yue were all incredible in their eyes!

There is no way, it’s not their fault for being such an exaggerated performance.

It is really because in this world, what conditions are needed to appear in special poems!

Even those great writers and poets will not have a few special poems in their lives!

Every special poem can only appear by chance or even inspiration.

Let’s explain this way, first-class poems can have some tricks. But special-class ones can only be more powerful and luck, and even luck is more important than strength!

As a result, there are special poems in a Black Wind Harbor elite selection competition!

It’s no wonder everyone was so surprised!

The old driver below the station felt that everyone's reaction was a bit exaggerated, and he was a little puzzled by the special occasion on the screen, so he could only continue to ask Bian Shui.

"This is very powerful?"

While the screen was showing the special level, Su Qiubai already knew that he was rating himself, because the same result also appeared on the answer board in his hand.

As a result, when asked, he was despised by Bian Shui again!

Then he explained excitedly!

"I tell you. There are only dozens of special poems in the history of Black Wind Harbor in countless years! Now you understand, are you a rustic guy? You may not understand such things. After all, you are a cook."

As he spoke, Bian Shui looked at the big screen again.

"I can't wait to see what this special-time poem looks like! But I don't know who the author will be? Mobei and Li Youting are just second-time poems, but he actually has special-time poems! Why haven't I heard of such a powerful person before? It seems that they must be those geniuses on the other side of Wuhai!"

Soon, Bianshui had already guessed the answer.

Not only him, many people actually have the same idea. Even Li Youting and Mo Bei were looking at the location on the other side of the Wuhai, searching for whom it wrote such a tragic poem!

However, on the contrary, people like Xuan Tianyang were also confused.

Just now, they had confirmed each other that this poem was not written by the people of their team!

This makes everyone very embarrassed and depressed!

It should be a crushing victory. Why is it becoming like this now?

And what puzzles everyone the most is that the special-timer has no name behind it!

There is only one possibility for this result, that is, the author forgot to write his name on it!

Who is he? He wrote such a verse that was against the will of heaven but forgot his name?

Understanding everyone's curiosity, he could not suppress the curiosity of others, and finally Situ Xing took the initiative to stand up.

"Since this author has not written his name, let's show this poem now!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the audience immediately burst into voices!

This is a special poem! It is no exaggeration to say that it is rare in a century. It is a great pleasure to show it like this now!

So, just as everyone was looking forward to it, the four lines of poetry appeared on the big screen.

The Bianshui, who had been so anxious that he scratched his head, became excited when he saw the poem appear. When he turned around and saw Su Qiubai's face calm, he shook his head helplessly.

"Don't you understand? Let me appreciate it for you. Let's read these two sentences first. The yellow clouds and sun are smoked in the sky, and the north wind blows the geese and snow are everywhere! Great! Do you understand? It's wrong to describe the scenery. Why do I feel like I have seen these two sentences? "

Halfway through his words, Bian Shui muttered to himself in confusion.

Then, when he saw Su Qiubai's still calm eyes, his mouth slowly grew up.

This is really hell!
Chapter completed!