I am a winner with Chinese poetry

Gu Yunzhou's dilemma was different from that of the other two. At this moment, he only felt his brows twitch suddenly, and an indescribable premonition surged in his heart, as if something unexpected was about to happen.

As expected, just as he was about to speak again, intending to explain to Jiang Liunian first and then leave on his own, Zhu Chenxu, who had already been furious, could no longer suppress his anger. He pointed his finger directly at the bewildered and helpless Gu Yunzhou and shouted angrily: "Bah! You really think you are the top person! Today, I will let you see what it means that there are always people better than you! Since you have chosen this theme today, please add two poems to each of the two paintings, so that we can have a good beginning and a good end!"

Upon hearing this, the people who were watching suddenly burst into an uproar! "???" Their eyes widened, their faces filled with surprise and disbelief. It was obvious that they had not expected the situation to develop to this point.

The person involved, Gu Yunzhou, was so shocked that his mouth opened wide. He was speechless for a long time, and he was speechless in his heart: "!!!"

I am just an emotionless spectator, just a passerby who was just passing by, okay? How did I get involved in such a thing for no apparent reason?

Even if he wasn't an elder brother, he could still be tricked. Just when Gu Yunzhou was wondering if the other party had recognized his identity and was doing it on purpose, Zhu Chenxu on the opposite side added a little less confidently: "Since you can enter the Book Mountain Holy Land, you must be no ordinary person. Little brother, don't feel burdened. Just write two poems that you have entered the hall, or two poems that you have just heard for the first time!"

Zhu Chenxu was also furious and was desperate to find a solution. At this point, even Zhu Chenxu himself realized that something was wrong. He was so angry just now, but now he was like a child who had done something wrong. With a guilty conscience and a face full of embarrassment, he quickly gave Gu Yunzhou an ingratiating smile.

"Hehe..." Lin Muyang couldn't help but sneered, looking at Zhu Chenxu with disdain, and said sarcastically: "Zhu Chenxu, are you out of your mind? It's so ridiculous that you just grab someone on the street and ask them to write a poem on the spot. Don't you know how much inspiration, accumulation and talent are needed to create a good poem? You are so naive to think that any passerby can beat me. It's ridiculous!" At this point, Lin Muyang laughed even louder, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

However, Lin Muyang was completely oblivious to the shock on Jiang Liunian's face. Jiang Liunian's eyes widened, his mouth slightly open, as if he wanted to say something, but ultimately remained silent. He was filled with disbelief, and his gaze towards Lin Muyang was filled with sympathy. He was the only one who understood the incredible talent Gu Yunzhou possessed for poetry.

Jiang Liunian had naturally heard of Lin Muyang. He had even read some of his poetry. To be fair, those poems weren't bad, but compared to Gu Yunzhou's, they were like a small witch meeting a giant. The difference between the two was obvious.

It's just a pity that Lin Muyang didn't understand the situation at all. Now this guy was still shamelessly saying that Gu Yunzhou was nothing. He even felt a little sympathetic to him. Who knew that Zhu Chenxu had such a good eye and caught the one who was the best at writing poetry in the whole audience. It really is true that man proposes, God disposes.

"Oh, no..." Li Hean was dumbfounded. Why was this little brother involved again? He knew with his toes that the other party's poetry could not compare with Lin Muyang's. He wanted to stop him, but unfortunately the two had already made their own decisions.

At this moment, Su Zian, who had been silent the entire time, suddenly reached out and gently tugged at the corner of Li Hean's clothes. He lowered his voice and whispered in his ear, "Senior Li, don't worry. Why not let that young man have a try? If his writing is truly unsatisfactory, we can politely decline the offer then, right? After all, the person who ultimately wrote the inscription will still be Zhu Chenxu!"

After hearing Su Zian's words, Li Hean suddenly realized something, as if waking from a dream. That's right! How could he have been so confused that he hadn't thought of this? As long as Zhu Chenxu had the final say in the inscription, even if this young man's poem wasn't of the highest quality, they could easily find an excuse to refuse. With this thought, his restless heart suddenly calmed down, and he stopped trying to stop him.

Gu Yunzhou was both angry and amused, thinking to himself: These people are so self-willed! As the person involved, they didn't even give him a chance to express his opinion, and they just made the decision for him without authorization. He was just about to say "no", wanting to firmly refuse. However, at this moment, Zhu Chenxu seemed to guess his thoughts and added another sentence.

Zhu Chenxu said, "Sir, I know I was too reckless and abrupt today. To express my apologies, I will give you this Xuan-grade armor. I hope you can lend me a hand!" Without hesitation, Zhu Chenxu pulled out a dazzling, shimmering armor from his palace. The armor looked exquisite, gleaming with a mysterious and alluring sheen.

Although Zhu Chenxu showed a subtle hint of heartache when he handed over the armor, he didn't hesitate at all. You know, this armor is not an ordinary item, it is a real Xuan-level armor! Its high value is self-evident.

Don't underestimate this mere Xuan-grade armor; in reality, it's incredibly valuable, possessing powerful protective capabilities capable of withstanding a full-strength attack from a powerhouse below Rank Five. And at this very moment, as the Shushan Holy Land's secret realm is about to open, the role and significance this armor can play is truly immeasurable.

"That's right. Helping others when seeing injustice is a traditional virtue of our race. Mr. Zhu, I will accept your request and will definitely satisfy you!" Gu Yunzhou patted his chest and promised proudly. It was not that he was not firm in his position, but the landlord had no surplus food and the other side gave too much.

"Haha, okay, okay, in that case, I'll have to trouble this young master to take care of it. Oh, by the way, I haven't learned your name yet!" Zhu Chenxu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard it, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders. Then he carefully handed the exquisite armor in his hand to Gu Yunzhou.