Honglou: This bastard is too persuasive.

Chapter 585: Crushing is not enough
Even if they were unwilling to admit it, they knew that this poem was too overwhelming for them. They even knew that it was basically impossible for them to write such a poem. As a result, this poem really appeared in front of them, right before their eyes. At this moment, everyone on duty in Qingdao City had an idea in their mind, that is, they must not compete with Jia Changsheng again. No one who can't compete with him should compete with him. If they compete with such a beast, how can they still have a chance to win? Don't make trouble for yourself, but it's useless to think about it now, because they have already competed.

Even at this moment, they realized that it was they and Jia Changsheng who wanted to despise Jia Changsheng and therefore wrote such a poem, and this poem came into being because of them. In the future, they might become famous for this poem, but it would be a bad name, because they were just the foil of Fake Changsheng and the stepping stones for his success. When they thought of this possibility, everyone fell silent, their heads were buzzing, not knowing how to face it, or what to do, because they had not expected things to develop to this point, nor had they expected that they would become the size of others. It was obvious that they wanted to go higher and further with the Fake Great Wall and his teacher, but they were crushed by Jia Changsheng. How would they face it in the future, how would they show their best side, they might even not dare to write poetry in the future, what else would they be able to show?

At this moment, they all regretted it. Why did they want to compete with Jia Changsheng? Jia Changsheng was just a beast. What was the point of competing with such a beast? In terms of his ability to write poetry, who could compare with him? If he compared with such a person, wouldn't it be at least that he didn't go? But now everything has been settled. I have decided. What can they do if they don't want to compete? It's useless. They don't have the ability to do it. It's useless to say anything about things that can't be changed. So at this moment, they only have endless regrets. Some people even couldn't help but sit on the ground and cry.

"I, Zhang Laosan, have the opportunity to see such a good position in my life. I have a clear conscience and have lived enough. Even if I am asked to die the next moment, I am willing to do so. After all, I can witness such a good fact. Interview is what many people dream of, and many people can't imagine it in their lifetime. But now I have truly experienced it, and I have truly witnessed the appearance of this poem. It can be said to be a beacon that illuminates my life and a beacon that keeps me moving forward. I hope this poem can spread to the four countries, to the surrounding areas, to the ears of everyone in all countries. I want everyone to know this poem. This poem is so well written that it can be passed down through the ages. Zhou He has such a good word that can be sung for thousands of years? If it is not sung for thousands of years."

"It's unfair to the poem itself. This is not something a human can write. Jia Changsheng, Jia Changsheng, no wonder you are called Changsheng. It seems that this poem of yours will be like your name, immortal. This kind of poem is no longer something that should exist in the world, but you wrote it. How did you write it? How can your ability compare with mine? We can't compare with you. All the literati in the entire Northern Song Dynasty can't compare with you. I admit that at least I can't compare with your self."

His words completely disregarded the lives of others, and he even directly admitted that he was no good, and even admitted that the entire Northern Song Dynasty was not as good as Jia Changcheng. This made some people around him who were already depressed even more depressed. Although they wanted to stand up and refute, they felt that they could not refute, because Jia Changsheng's strength was indeed too strong, they really could not compare with him, and they really could not beat him. It seemed that Jia Changsheng had defeated them all, how could they accept this? But no matter whether they accepted it or not, this was the reality and they could only accept it.

It is precisely because of this that they feel even more uncomfortable. They have to accept the reality that cannot be changed, and they have to change everything that cannot be changed. How can they not feel uncomfortable? At this moment, they are all very depressed, but there is nothing they can do. However, although there is no way, they do not want to admit that the literati of the entire Northern Song Dynasty are not as good as a fake Tang Monk. In this way, they will lose face, which is definitely not what they want, so at this moment, they all stand up and say me.

"I have to admit that Jia Changsheng is really good at writing poetry, and he is really good at it. He has even become a school that is much better than many famous writers. His writings are even more difficult for others to catch up with. But no matter how good he is, it is impossible to say that he is better than all the literati in our Northern Song Dynasty. He is just lucky to have written a poem that will be sung through the ages. I admit that his poem won, even if our three poems cannot compare to his. I also admit that after all, we must have self-knowledge. Our three poems are not a little worse than his poem. But no matter how bad they are, I will not admit that he can compare with everyone. Even if our poems are not good, I will not admit that he is incomparable to all of us."

"The reason why we lost is not because of how well he wrote this poem. It's not because of how strong he is. It's just that he happened to write such a poem. It doesn't mean that he will always be able to write such good poems in the future. So I think this time definitely doesn't count. And even if I admit that he won, he can't be considered to have won all the time. It can only be considered a poem. After all, what we require is to write about the bright moon and wine or sadness and joy, separation and reunion. Just look at this poem. The whole poem is about sadness and joy, separation and reunion, and he uses the bright moon and wine to express it. So we can count this poem as being written about sadness and joy, separation and reunion. But if you say it's about the bright moon, that's fine too. But if it's divided into the bright moon, then it can only be said to be about sadness and joy, separation and reunion."

"It sets off the waxing and waning of the moon, so there should only be the moon in it. If you force the wine in, that would be a bit wrong. After all, it just means to ask the sky with wine, which means you wrote this poem when you were drunk, but you can't say that this poem is all about wine, the moon, and joys and sorrows, can you? So if you say this poem is a good poem, then I admit it, but you can only treat it as one poem, not three poems. If you treat it as three poems, you must write about the moon, wine, and joys and sorrows, separations and reunions all together, not separately, so that it counts. So I admit that this poem is good and indeed very well written, but it can't be better than our three poems."

It has to be said that his argument was instantly recognized by everyone. They didn't want to admit defeat, so they didn't want to admit failure. They could only make Jia Changsheng fail. However, it was not so easy to make Jia Changsheng fail. After all, Jia Changsheng's strength was there. If you insisted that he failed, that would be a bit unreasonable. So the best way was to make Jia Changsheng's poem count as only one. If this poem could only be counted as one, then everything would be easy to solve, because this poem was only counted as one poem, so for the remaining two poems, he would have to write two more. In this way, Jia Changsheng would lose the best opportunity, or they would have two more chances to surpass Zhejiang Great Wall. When he said this, other people also spoke up.

"I think what Xiaowu said is right. His poem is indeed very well written. I admit that so far, the above poem is definitely one of the best in writing about the bright moon or sorrow and joy, separation and reunion. Or it can only be regarded as the first, and no one can be regarded as the second. Or if he wants to say second, no one dares to claim to be the first. But there is such a good thing. If you count the three topics of that day, you will not be able to get through. You are inevitably deliberate in this. For example, when is the bright moon, why is it eighty-nine to ask the blue sky instead of eight lamps to ask the blue sky, or not to raise your head to ask the blue sky? You have to ask the blue sky with wine, there is a problem here, which shows that you are making a far-fetched connection and deliberately integrating these words together. There is something wrong here. Some people have sorrow and joy, separation and reunion, and the moon has waxing and waning. Why don't you write that people have seven emotions and six desires, and the moon has seven emotions?"

"So there are some far-fetched elements in this. If you want to prove that you write good poems and beat us, the best way is to write two more poems. You can either use the bright moon as the theme or the sorrow and joy of separation and reunion as the theme. But if you say that this one is titled 19, I don't agree. So if you want to deny it, then we will admit it. After all, you are also from the Southern Song Dynasty. We will take care of you and follow your words. But if you really want to compete with us, then I suggest that you take out two more poems to compete with us and see who wins and who loses?"

Their words were instantly recognized by all the students of the Northern Song Dynasty. Although they all knew that these words were somewhat far-fetched and shameless, they paid more attention to the future than to face, because they would lose the season of the Northern Song Dynasty and everything they had as people. This was something they could not accept and were unwilling to accept. So at this moment, they were unprecedentedly united in their opinions. They must clearly ask Jia Changsheng to write two more poems, strive for these two poems, and beat Jia Changsheng. Only in this way could they save some of their face. Otherwise, they felt that they had lost all their face. They could not accept this reality, nor were they willing to accept it. For them, this reality was too cruel, cruel to them.

They simply could not accept such a cruel reality. If they accepted it, their lives would be over. Not only them, but even the judges above hoped that Jia Changsheng would lose once, at least once, so that they could be calmer, at least once, so that they could save some face, because with this poem coming out, with this poem coming out, even if Jia Changsheng really lost, Jia Changsheng's reputation would be unprecedented in the four countries in the future. At least in the field of facts, basically no one dared to compete with him. But even so, they also wanted to win. As long as they won, they could save their face. As long as they won, they could say it better. But now, in order to win, they have no face anymore, so they, the judges, pretended not to see it and let the students below come and force Jia Changsheng to agree, then they would not count.

It was not these people who did it, but these students who did it. So at this moment they all kept silent, just wanting to see Party A being restrained. As for this, Wang Yun, who was sitting next to him, was happy to see it happen. After all, Jia Changchun's poem was so well written. Compared with those poems he had taken out, it was simply a world of difference. Even Wang Yun found Jia Changcheng a bit scary. Jia Changsheng could come up with such a good fact, and he would come up with more in the future. So it was okay for him to lose. Even if he lost, this reputation would be enough to shock the four countries. If he died on the land of Northern Song Dynasty, he would have successfully completed his mission.

After figuring this out, he stopped talking nonsense. Since you, Jia Changsheng, already have such a reputation, then just lose. Losing will save some face for these people, and losing can make everything more reasonable. If you are really in your prime, maybe these people won't dare to deal with you. Maybe no one will dare to do anything to you. Then it will be more difficult to complete my plan. It is better to lose for my plan. Thinking of this situation, Wang Yun made up his mind. He must make this kid lose. Only if he loses will he benefit. Only if he loses will his plan be easy. So for the sake of his plan, assuming that the molecular kid can only lose once, it is impossible for him to write two poems this time, although he can write them, and he has even written poems similar to Youci for him before. If he takes them out, they will definitely be good, but it is impossible for him to win.

If he wants to win, he has to try two better tricks, even better than the "When is the Moon Bright?". Only by taking out such facts can he ensure that there is no mistake and that he can win 100%. But how is this possible? How can such facts be taken out so easily? Nanbu County really can't be reincarnated in advance. Such facts are taken out casually. It is simply impossible, so they think this is completely nonsense and impossible to happen. What's so scary? So at this moment, Wang Yun remained silent, and the others all looked at Jiacheng, depending on how Jia Changsheng made his decision.

(End of this chapter)