Chapter 172: Poetry of Shit — Victory!
Luo Shuihan saw everyone’s shocked expression and asked indifferently, “What’s wrong with everyone? Don’t be so reserved.”
“Oh right, you guys were going to vote just now, right? Then I’ll vote too!” Luo Shuihan immediately said.
At this moment, someone suddenly said, “Good poem, good poem!”
“Senior Ye’s poem is really well written!”
“Senior Ye’s poem is a bird that combines with feces. Feces and grass want to combine. When a bird defecates, feces nourishes the grass, forming a natural cycle. This poem looks ordinary, but it actually contains the Great Dao!”
A person immediately took out his level nine bootlicking skills and immediately flattered Ye Chen.
They would naturally weigh the pros and cons.
That Lin family’s young master only had a father who was the City Lord. They were all fawning over him in order to curry favor with his father, the City Lord.
But Ye Gu Cheng was different!
Ye Gu Cheng was a famous person in their Mo Shuang City.
He was also a Deva Realm senior.
And he was the City Lord’s brother.
He was also this Young Master Lin’s senior.
Even Lin Tianyou wanted to acknowledge Ye Gu Cheng as his teacher. This was enough to prove that the weight of Ye Gu Cheng’s senior was not something a kid like Lin Tianyou could compare to.
Therefore, when they found out about Ye Chen’s identity, they immediately switched sides.
“That’s right, that’s right. Senior Ye’s poem may seem ordinary, but every sentence contains the philosophy of life. It’s as if there’s a Great Dao in the poem.”
“Senior Ye’s poem is composed of shit. Now that I’ve carefully reviewed it, it’s indeed not bad.”
“Senior Ye’s poem is written on the Great Dao, while Young Master Lin’s poem is written on love. How can love compare to the Great Dao?”
One by one, people praised the replaced poem.
At this moment, Shangguan Xueyan sneered, as if she had long been tired of seeing these people’s flattering faces.
They were all fence-sitters. When the wind was strong, they would fall to the other side.
Zhao Xiyao, on the other hand, was shocked for a million years!
She looked at Ye Chen in surprise and said, “Little junior brother, this replaced poem…can be praised like this?”
Ye Chen smiled and said indifferently, “I’ve said it before. This competition is not about talent, but power!”
Fourth Senior Sister Yue Lingxi did not care about anything. She held Ye Chen’s hand and stood beside him.
At this time, Luo Shuihan was somewhat interested.
Luo Shuihan did not understand poetry.
But when they heard so many people brag about Ye Chen, they knew that Ye Chen must have written a good poem.
“Since that’s the case, let’s continue voting. I’ll vote for my Brother Ye!” Luo Shuihan said.
At this moment, the host’s gaze was dull.
He had helped Lin Tianyou to replace Ye Chen’s poem in order to curry favor with Lin Tianyou.
However, he did not expect that in order to curry favor with Lin Tianyou, he would actually offend this great Buddha, Ye Gu Cheng.
Luo Shuihan looked at the host and asked, “Why are we continuing?”
The emcee could only grit his teeth and continue, “Those who support Young Master Lin, please raise your hands and vote!”
At this moment, not a single person voted!
Everyone understood that compared to Lin Tianyou, Ye Gu Cheng was the person they should be fawning over!
“Young Master Lin, zero votes!”
“Then, we’ll vote for Senior Ye Gu Cheng’s favor!”
At this moment, almost everyone raised their hands. They all wanted to vote for Ye Gu Cheng.
Even those who had tried to curry favor with Lin Tianyou and mocked Ye Chen the loudest immediately raised their hands.
Lin Tianyou seemed to be dumbfounded. He sat on the ground with a dull look in his eyes as if he had lost all hope in life.
The host braced himself and said, “Then, congratulations to Senior Ye Gu Cheng for winning!”
There were no surprises.
Ye Chen relied on a meaningless piece of trash poem that had been replaced to win this competition.
Ye Chen smiled faintly and said softly, “How ironic!”
“Brother Ye, what did you say?” At this moment, Luo Shuihan asked.
Ye Chen smiled. “Nothing.”
“Let’s go, Brother Ye. I’ll take you to meet some real big shots, but…they’re not big shots in front of you…” Luo Shuihan smiled.
Ye Chen nodded and looked at his two senior sisters.
At this time, Luo Shuihan quickly said, “It’s okay. Let the siblings come too!”
When they heard the word ‘younger siblings’, Zhao Xiyao and Yue Lingxi’s faces instantly turned slightly red.
This was the first time they had been addressed like this.
Ye Chen did not explain and nodded. “Let’s go!”
Ye Chen left with Luo Shuihan with the three of them.
There were only some fence-sitters left on the spot.
At this time, the host slowly opened the paper in his hand and knelt on the ground. “I’m sorry, I lied to everyone. This is the poem Senior Ye wrote!”
At this time, they opened the poem!
There was a look of utter shock on everyone’s face.
It says, ‘The Vigilante.’
‘Zhao Ke Man Hu Ying, Wu Hook Frost Xue Ming.’
‘The silver saddle shines on the white horse and rustles like a shooting star.’
‘Kill a man every ten steps, leave no stone unturned.’
‘When you’re done, hide in plain sight.’
‘Idle over Xinling drink, take off the sword before the knee horizontal.’
‘Will eat Zhu Hai, hold the goblet to persuade Hou Ying.’
‘After three cups of wine, the Five Mountains became light.’
‘After his eyes and ears became hot, he became energetic.’
‘After saving Zhao Wanjin’s gavel, Handan was first shocked.’
‘The two heroes of Qianqiu were famous in Daliang City.’
‘Even if he died, he would still be a hero.’
Who could write the white-headed Taixuan scripture?
Upon seeing this poem, everyone revealed an extremely shocked expression.
What kind of person could write such a poem?
They sighed from the bottom of their hearts:
“Killing one person in ten steps, leaving no trail for a thousand miles, leaving after the matter is done, concealing his merits and fame…
“This Senior Ye is a disgraced immortal who doesn’t fight for worldly affairs!”