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Chapter 209 Comparing poetry?As soon as the expert makes a move, he will know whether there is any
Facing Zhou Liangyin's making things difficult, Zuo Min'an didn't respond, but just looked at him curiously.

This old thing was quite normal when he was young, but now he is getting older and more confused, and he has learned the tricks of young people?
When a person is old, he will live in peace and stability, but if he shows his sharpness, he will suffer a lot!

Just as he was thinking, Zhou Liangyin waved his hands behind him and called out, "Chuntao, didn't you say you wanted to write a letter for Mr. Zuo?"

"Taking advantage of today's good opportunity, how about showing it to Elder Zuo?"

A young man with square eyes and a pigtail behind his head stepped out of the crowd.

After coming to Zhou Liangyin's side, he bowed slightly to say hello to Master, and then bowed to Zuo Min'an, "Hello, Senior Zuo."

Leaving other things aside, there is nothing wrong with the etiquette alone.

"Paper, ink and pen!"

Yang Chuntao obviously understood the truth that talking too much would lead to mistakes. According to the original plan, he greeted the clerk waiting at the door.

After a while, a long table was brought in, on which were placed the pens, inks, papers and inkstones that had been prepared.

Yang Chuntao took a step forward, and under the gaze of everyone, he picked up a pen and ink, and wrote down two lines of ancient poems eloquently.

And when he came back from writing, everyone looked at him one after another, but they just took a look, and their expressions changed drastically!
I saw clearly written on the white paper:
People think they are old, let alone when they were young!
Looking back, you will feel guilty, and you will still be unbearable!
Four simple sentences, but it reveals a strong humiliation. Is this celebrating a birthday?This obviously did not take Zuo Min'an seriously.

"Snapped!"

The next moment, Fang Chao, who was originally standing behind Zuo Min'an, suddenly took a step forward and slapped the long table heavily.

"Too deceiving!"

He pointed at Yang Chuntao angrily, his face flushed with anger.

Although he wanted to swear a few words out loud, but most of the people around him were elders in the folk arts circle. If he really sweared, it would probably attract ridicule from everyone.

But the depression in my heart can't be expressed no matter what!

On the other hand, Zuo Min'an was still smiling, without any dissatisfaction on his face, instead he took a few steps forward and looked carefully.

Under everyone's gaze, Zuo Min'an observed for a while, then nodded appreciatively, "Fang Chao, wrap it up for me when the ink dries, this word is quite good."

As soon as these words came out, many people secretly raised their thumbs.

As expected of Mr. Zuo, this character is simply extraordinary!
After reading these four poems, the description of "vomiting blood with anger" may be a bit exaggerated, but it will definitely not look like a normal person like Zuo Min'an.

Watching this scene, Zhou Liangyin frowned secretly.

In his original idea, when this poem appears, Zuo Min'an will inevitably be furious and leave in a huff.

In this way, he can find someone to publicize in the circle, and then say that Zuo Min'an has no good intentions and embarrasses the younger generation face to face.

But he never thought that he didn't take these lines of poems seriously.

...

in the corner.

Wang Hao stretched out his elbow and touched Guo Xiaoxue's arm beside him, pouted angrily at where Yang Chuntao was, and asked, "What is this kid doing? I suddenly feel like beating him up, can you help me find a sack? "

"what?"

Guo Xiaoxue was suddenly stunned.

After all, you are also a star with nearly [-] million fans in the whole network, why do you keep talking just because you want to hit someone?And it seems that they are still preparing to hit a wave of sap?
Guo Xiaoxue only thought he was joking, and didn't think much about it. He just explained: "His name is Yang Chuntao, he is a well-known talent in Huaxia Literature Academy. .”

As she said that, she added: "Oh, by the way, Zhou Liangyin is a visiting professor at the Huaxia Academy of Literature. Apart from being a famous actor in the folk arts circle, he is also teaching and educating people."

Hearing this, Wang Hao suddenly sneered: "Heh, being a teacher means that knowledge and morality can be used as a role model for students to learn from, but I see this week, tsk tsk..."

In this environment where needles were almost audible, Wang Hao's undisguised contempt and ridicule were immediately heard by everyone clearly.

Zhou Liangyin turned around abruptly, a little coldness gradually appeared in his eyes.

"Junior, what do you mean by this?"

Wang Hao shrugged, and said unceremoniously: "In a certain sense, students can be called the shadow of the teacher, and most of the students' behaviors are also influenced by the teacher."

"It's like this poem. I especially like the last line "The empress is unbearable." It expresses her own image exactly!"

"I have to say that being able to make such a pertinent evaluation of myself is actually quite impressive."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of Zhou Liangyin and Yang Chuntao couldn't help but sink.

While talking, Wang Hao looked at Yang Chuntao, and said with a smile: "Actually, to tell you the truth, I can still read a little bit of face. This elder brother looks black, and there may be a bloody disaster in the near future. He must Pay attention!"

After listening to Wang Hao's words, Guo Xiaoxue couldn't help but turned around after all.

She was afraid that she couldn't help laughing out loud, Wang Hao's mouth was simply too poisonous, and Yang Chuntao, who was quick to say a few words, changed his expression.

For a while, everyone cast curious eyes.

This junior doesn't know whose family it is, he even dared to insult Zhou Liangyin, and his words were full of ridicule, and he taunted both master and apprentice in a few words,
"it is good!"

Fang Chao clenched his fists involuntarily, the younger brother's words were so wonderful, he was really angry for him,

But at this time, Yang Chuntao suddenly took a step forward, looked Wang Hao up and down, and said contemptuously: "What kind of skill is empty talk, there are pens, inks, papers and inkstones here, if you have the ability, you can do it?"

"If you can write better poems and better characters than this, I will tear up this copybook with my own hands!"

Wang Hao laughed immediately, he was waiting for this opportunity!
He is very good at showing his holiness in front of people...

"Hey, whoever is afraid of anyone, I'll do it. Don't cry when the time comes. If your mother isn't here, no one will be able to coax you well."

After replying unceremoniously, Wang Hao walked towards the square table.

While walking, he activated the system's skill customization function in his mind.

"System, first give me a set of high-level calligraphy skills, and then customize some birthday poems for me according to the three latitudes of "birthday banquet", "blessing", and "passing down through the ages."

"I don't care how much popularity I spend, we have to earn back this face today!"

...

Wang Hao had been sitting in the corner knocking melon seeds for a long time just now, and under his observation, the situation on the scene gradually became clearer.

First of all, Guo Xiaoxue's grandfather,
The old man was obviously here to watch the excitement, and of course, he might have some ideas of reconciliation.

It's a pity that the conflict between the two parties could no longer be reconciled after Yang Chuntao wrote this extremely insulting poem.

The old man was frowning at this time with a distressed expression, obviously having a headache from the situation in front of him.

As for Zhou Liangyin and the group of disciples he led, these people are here to make troubles, just to tarnish Zuo Min'an's reputation!
Although Wang Hao didn't know what their real purpose was, today's teacher apprentice banquet was set up just for him, and anyone who dares to make troubles will have trouble with him!

It doesn't matter what famous actor you are, or you are a professor or a top student in a certain college, labor and management will not give you face today!
The huge roulette radiated bright light, and the time limit for the lucky draw this time was a bit long. It seemed that the system was considering what kind of reward should be given to Wang Hao.

In order to gain enough time, Wang Hao was not in a hurry to pick up a pen when he came to the long table, but started nibbling sunflower seeds on his own.

Watching this scene, Yang Chuntao couldn't help feeling annoyed.

He snorted coldly, and said mockingly: "If you dare not write, then go out quickly. I don't know where the nameless junior came from, it's embarrassing!"

"Still thinking about writing poetry? I guess you can't hold back a good word for a day."

Wang Hao wasn't annoyed, he squinted at him with a mocking and contemptuous expression on his face.

"Hehe, then open your dog eyes and see! What is poetry! What are words!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the voice of the system suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Ding. Deduct 1000 million popularity points, reward: "Book Sage Wang Xizhi Font""

"Ding. Deduct 100 million popularity points, reward: "Hundred Birthday Poems""

"Hey, it's rare, you didn't let me off the chain this time!"

Even though it cost more than 1000 million popularity points, Wang Hao didn't feel distressed at all.

The first is Wang Xizhi's font.

That's a book saint!

What is the concept of Shusheng?
The most powerful calligraphy master in the history of Blue Star, and none of them!

Running script, regular script, and cursive script, this calligrapher is proficient in all of them, but whenever he picks up a pen, it is a masterpiece that will last forever!

As for the [-] birthday poems, Wang Hao checked briefly, and Dang even saw many well-known masterpieces from previous lives.

The Eight Great Masters of Tang and Song Dynasties can be said to have everything that one expects to find!
...

Wang Hao's eyes skipped over Yang Chuntao, Zhou Liangyin and others, and finally fixed on Zuo Min'an standing in front of the square table, with a "scheming success" smile suddenly appearing on his face.

Seeing this smile, Zuo Min'an was taken aback for a moment, but immediately understood!
He believed that Wang Hao must not be the kind of talker, since he dared to stand in front of this long table, it meant that he had the confidence to win.

And myself... just wait and see!
For a while, everyone around cast curious eyes.

For most people, especially those who are elderly, Wang Hao's appearance is very strange, and he is obviously not an insider.

But another part of the younger generation who came with the elders of the family finally recognized Wang Hao's identity after looking carefully for a while.

Discussions sounded again,
"Fuck? Brother Hao? Why is he here?"

"Huh? Isn't this the one who sings? Who invited him?"

"Hey! Don't say anything! Take a quick video and make a quick sound!"

"I've already posted on Weibo, hehe, I didn't expect Brother Hao to be able to do calligraphy, I must show my brothers."

"Able to read and write? 666"

Following the discussion of the crowd, Wang Hao took off his sunglasses and put them aside, picked up the brush and dipped it into the ink tray.

As Wang Hao twisted the pen holder, he saw the root and belly of the brush rolling back and forth in the ink tray until it was fully filled with ink, then he raised his wrist slightly and scraped off the remaining ink on the edge of the ink tray. Only then did the writing begin.

It's just this ink-smearing posture that makes everyone's eyes shine.

As the saying goes, once an expert makes a move, he will know if there is one!

This set of smooth and flowing movements immediately impressed many elders at the scene, but it can be seen from the movement of dipping ink that Wang Hao must have profound attainments in calligraphy.

"Yeah? Brother Hao can also write calligraphy?"

Guo Xiaoxue couldn't help but exclaimed, subconsciously took out her phone from her pocket, and started recording like everyone else.

At the same time, Wang Hao has quickly written a poem on rice paper.

"The Lvyetang occupies Wuhua, and passers-by point to Dao Linggong."

"If the world is full of peaches and plums, why use more flowers in front of the hall?"

As the last stroke fell, the corners of Wang Hao's mouth rose slightly, and dipped the pen into the ink tray again.

At the same time, looking at the poem that fell on the rice paper, everyone around the long table was stunned!
(End of this chapter)