Select the President of the Billionaire Group at the Beginning

Chapter 1487 Create another masterpiece

No one expected that Ye Chen would say such a thing.

Zhou Tao felt like his lungs were going to explode. Before, he thought Ye Chen wanted to admit that he had plagiarized.

Originally, the reason for calling Ye Chen this time was to make him look embarrassed in public.

Seeing that Ye Chen actually admitted it, Zhou Tao thought of letting him go.

But I didn't expect Ye Chen to make up such nonsense in front of everyone. He was simply making everyone look like a fool.

"Ye Chen, what are you talking about? Are you treating us like monkeys?" As soon as Zhou Tao said these words, he felt something was wrong.

He felt that it was obviously inappropriate to speak like this. How could he describe people like Mr. Sun and Professor Zhang like this?

Feeling Professor Zhang's somewhat angry eyes, Zhou Tao quickly shut up.

Ye Chen did not answer, and he was too lazy to pay attention to people like Zhou Tao.

Zhou Tao has been provoking Ye Chen since he came in, obviously full of hostility.

After hearing Ye Chen's words, Sun Boli was stunned for a moment.

He came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Ye Chen, if you don't want to admit it, you wouldn't say this."

Mr. Sun also felt that what Ye Chen said was obviously a bit excessive.

But considering his identity, he couldn't say anything.

When the girl Xie Yingying heard the sentence Ye Chen just made up, she first looked surprised and then found it funny.

She naturally knew what should and should not be done in this situation.

As a college student, her words and deeds represent the image of the school, and she must not disgrace the school.

Xie Yingying felt very uncomfortable holding back her laughter like this. She clenched her fists hard to prevent herself from laughing.

Perhaps because Zhou Tao was so angry with Ye Chen, he actually forgot about what he said inappropriately.

He actually spoke again: "Ye Chen, I know that it is impossible for you to write such a poem with your level of education. It must have been copied. Can't you just tell everyone where you copied it from? It's not a shame. thing."

"Even if you don't want to tell everyone the origin of this poem, you still won't make up such nonsense. You are really talented."

Ye Chen didn't take Zhou Tao's words to heart at all.

The more anxious the other party is, the less anxious he is.

From the first moment he met Zhou Tao, Ye Chen knew that he was a very arrogant person. Naturally, there could be no one better than him among people of similar age.

Ye Chen was invited here just because he wrote the song "Homesickness".

Zhou Tao came here just as the president of the literary club, not because of his own talent.

It was for this reason that Zhou Tao became jealous of Ye Chen.

"Brother Zhou, I think if you are talented, you deserve it." Ye Chen waved his hand and said.

Of course Zhou Tao knew that Ye Chen was not praising him, but mocking him.

Ye Chen saw that Zhou Tao's eyes were about to burst into flames, but he couldn't do anything to him because of his face, so he felt secretly relieved.

"Boy, don't change the subject here. Aren't you just embarrassed to talk about it when you see so many literary bigwigs gathered together? I understand this." Zhou Tao said with a mocking look on his face.

"Oh, it seems that Brother Zhou has had the same experience as me." Ye Chen said with a smile.

When Ye Chen said this, it was obvious that he had plagiarized.

"Don't stop spouting nonsense like this. I'm not as shameless as you. How can we do such a thing when we are all literati?" Zhou Tao quickly retorted.

But after he said this, Ye Chen didn't talk to him again.

"Okay, let's do this. If you can write another poem about the Mid-Autumn Festival, I will worship you as my teacher." Zhou Tao was also a little angry. In order to make Ye Chen look embarrassed, he said anything now.

Ye Chen scratched his head and said with an embarrassed look on his face: "If that's the case, then forget it. I don't want someone like you to be my apprentice."

Hearing Ye Chen say this, Zhou Tao's anger rushed to the top of his head.

He was simply insulting himself in public.

"Ye Chen, I think you are so shameless that you dare to say such arrogant words." Zhou Tao pointed at Ye Chen and said.

This time Ye Chen completely angered Zhou Tao.

He glanced at Xie Yingying again and said: "Yingying, I suggest that you don't hang out with this person named Ye Chen anymore. You can't learn anything from such a person who talks lies, and you may be betrayed." Lead you astray."

"Zhou Tao, what are you talking about? I don't allow you to slander Brother Ye Chen like this. I think he is very good, not at all like what you said." Xie Yingying said angrily with a red face.

Ye Chen felt a little distressed when he saw Xie Yingying being so angry.

Zhou Tao said to him that he didn't feel anything anymore.

But he already regarded Xie Yingying as his sister. If someone said this to Xie Yingying, he would definitely not do it as his brother.

"Since you insist on doing this, then I'll write another poem. I happened to dream of another one." Ye Chen said as he walked towards the table where the four treasures of the study were placed.

He dipped his hand in ink, swung his pen on the rice paper, and wrote down eloquently.

"When will the bright moon come..."

Zhou Tao also looked surprised when he saw what Ye Chen wrote.

However, he felt that Ye Chen was just pretending and couldn't write anything at all.

While Ye Chen was writing poems, Sun Boli also came over with a group of people.

"When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine..."

When he saw the first line written by Ye Chen, Mr. Sun's expression was full of shock.

The first two sentences of this poem describe the artistic conception of the Mid-Autumn Festival. Just by looking at the first two sentences, you can tell that this poem must be better than homesickness.

Those who had just questioned Ye Chen in a low voice like Zhou Tao also had their eyes widened in shock.

As Ye Chen continued writing, Mr. Sun's expression became even more surprised.

After finishing all the poems, Ye Chen let out a long breath and put down the brush.

Mr. Sun looked at the poem written by Ye Chen on the paper and read it quietly.

"When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine."

“I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky.”

"Chengfeng and I are returning, but we are afraid of beautiful buildings and jade buildings."

"It's so cold at high places, dancing to clear the shadows, how can it be like being in the human world..."

Seeing the content on the paper, everyone looked at Ye Chen with even more shocked expressions.

Compared with the homesickness poem, this poem is of a much higher level.

It is about imagining and thinking around the Mid-Autumn Moon, and incorporates the joys and sorrows of the world into the philosophical pursuit of life in the universe.

This poem is unprecedented and can only be written by people with a certain level of literature.

Zhou Tao was stunned when he held this piece of paper. He knew that he had really lost.