"Since today is the literary test, and you are here to celebrate for me, you have to pass me first." Shen Feixue stretched out her hand and picked up a glass of wine from the table, then drank it all in one gulp. Two blushes instantly flew up to the branches, and the whole person became more beautiful.

  Lin Yi was stunned on the side. This super prodigal son was quite heroic.

  "I heard it right, this super prodigal son actually wants to play a literary battle," a young man said in surprise.

  "That's right, the second young lady of the Shen family has passed the divine literature test, and she will soon be admitted to the literary class. By the way, it seems that you haven't been admitted to the literary class yet," another young man laughed.

  "Uh"

  A group of young men murmured in a low voice, but no one dared to stand up and object.

  Because they all knew how powerful the whip in Shen Feixue's hand was.

  Lin Yi glanced at the silent courtyard, then looked at Shen Feixue who looked very proud, his eyes revealed disdain.

  Although this super prodigal son could shock the crowd with the whip in his hand, if he really wanted to compete with these young masters in writing,

  That would be a matter of opinion.

  Her level was just enough to pass the elementary divine text exam.

  When it comes to talent, Lin Yi can only laugh.

  "How about no one objecting, right? Then I will start. If the level of you guys is not even as good as mine, then don't stand up and embarrass yourself as soon as possible." Shen Feixue raised her head proudly, not polite at all.

  ""Everyone just watched, no one spoke.

  "Hahaha" Shen Feixue looked at a group of people who dared not speak, and immediately laughed, and then raised the long whip in her hand.

  "Today, my lady will talk about wind. You should listen carefully: the mountain wind rolls up the pine waves, like the raging waves of the ocean, with a terrifying sound, rolling from afar, blowing on the cliffs and trees, hitting the walls and doors, making a terrifying noise. Sometimes it also raises a sharp wail, like a monster in the mountains patrolling outside."

  After a paragraph of words, all the young masters present were stunned.

  Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, all with unbelievable expressions in our eyes.

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  Lin Yi was also stunned.

  What's going on? Is the saint possessed or has this super prodigal son in front of him suddenly become enlightened? I didn't expect this super prodigal son to have such talent

  With this talent, he couldn't pass the elementary divine text exam for several years in a row

  Wait, something is wrong

  Suddenly, a sentence flashed in Lin Yi's mind inexplicably.

  "Oh, I almost forgot that I still have to recite a book."

  Reciting a book, d*mn, this paragraph is not what she said about reciting a book

  What book? Whose book is Shen Feixue reciting? Why has she never seen such a book in her study room?

  With such a good description of artistic conception and such a series of metaphors, even if Lin Yi writes it, he dare not think that he can definitely compare with it.

  Is there a problem? Are the people in this world not as shallow as I imagined?

  However, people who can really write such a description of artistic conception should not be ordinary people.

  Who is it? Old Lady Shen

  Lin Yi looked at Old Lady Shen next to Shen Feixue. Seeing the slight smile on Old Lady Shen's face, Lin Yi was not sure in his heart.

  After all, he had never seen any book written by Old Lady Shen.

  The lively banquet now became strangely quiet, and everyone lowered their heads and kept silent.

  Being shocked by a super prodigal son was definitely something that these young masters who always thought they were talented had never thought of.

  "How is it, how is it, is it okay? You can't do it, no." Shen Feixue looked at a group of people with their heads down, and her face became more and more proud.

  "No, right? No, don't come out and embarrass yourself, hahaha"

  The proud laughter scraped on the faces of the young masters like a knife.

  "Well, it's really well written." At this time, Mingjin Hou stood up and praised loudly.

  "Why does Mingjin Hou want to compete with me?" Seeing Mingjin stand up, Shen Feixue also had a hostile look on his face.

  "Haha, I dare not, the second lady's description of the wind has reached this level, it is indeed the extreme. If I take the wind as the topic again, it would be a bit of a disgrace to the second lady." Mingjin Hou smiled slightly, and waved the white jade fan in his hand.

  "Don't be polite, Lord Mingjin. Just take the wind as the topic. I will continue," Shen Feixue replied bluntly.

  Shen Feixue was not stupid. She naturally knew what Lord Mingjin meant.

  The other party meant to change the subject, and he even pushed the responsibility onto her. He really deserved the word "shameless"

  "Haha, I have always regarded myself as a gentleman. A good man does not fight with a woman. This literary duel is based on today's scenery. The purple smoke illusion furnace in front of me is indeed extraordinary. I saw the clouds and mist in the distance, so I deliberately recited a few sentences on the topic of clouds: flowing clouds rushing, mountains floating. The rolling clouds flow over the mountains and fall straight into the deep valley, like a flowing waterfall, majestic and magnificent."

  Lord Mingjin ignored Shen Feixue's provocation. After waving his fan and praising himself, he also directly changed the topic to the clouds. After finishing speaking, he also showed a proud expression.

  "Bah, you are a gentleman, so shameless!" A young man next to him spat when he heard it.

  "Mingjin Hou played this trick of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west, and it was really beautiful." Another young man also said mockingly.

  ""

  As the two young men spoke, there were discussions around them.

  "You know nothing. This Hou is in an invincible position first." Mingjin Hou ignored the discussions around him and replied with disdain.

  Shen Feixue was so angry that her face turned red. This time she only recited a few wind themes. She thought that she would ask questions first, and others would follow closely, but she didn't expect Mingjin Hou to directly turn the questions to clouds.

  Miss Yun didn't recite it.

  I didn't expect that Mingjin Hou's talent was so high. Lin Yi listened to Mingjin Hou's clouds and muttered to himself, Mingjin Hou, I don't know what kind of Hou he is.

  It seems that this world is really full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

  No one noticed Lin Yi, and everyone's eyes were on Shen Feixue. Since Mingjin Hou turned the topic to the clouds, everyone's eyes lit up. If you can turn it, why can't this young master turn it?

  So

  Tree-themed

  Wine-themed

  Mountain-themed

  A hundred flowers bloomed, it was so exciting, and each young master shouted at the top of his voice and took out his best skills, all of them put themselves in an invincible position.

  The literary battle officially entered a white-hot stage.

  Unfortunately, it would take a long time to really comment on who won and who lost.

  Lin Yi was stunned. These young masters were so amazing. Each of them could speak eloquently, and their level was not shallow.

  This made Lin Yi full of doubts. When you guys competed in literature, you were all so good, but why were you so bad at the Divine Literature exam?

  Why didn't you recite the Divine Literature exam?

  Is there any special reason for this?

  Just when Lin Yi was puzzled, Bai Pinyuan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stood up.