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"Do you want to try it too?"

The verses are mentioned in the two novels "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

All are original.

Yu Lanxin read it more than once.

Calligraphy and painting aside.

He thought that Lin Hao still had some accomplishments in this area.

It's totally possible to get involved.

And not lose to everyone present.

"Okay, just give it a try. It's my duty to help uncle win a lottery."

Lin Hao didn't read many poems and songs in this world.

But his world classics are countless.

to be honest.

List of small hills.

Not really a challenge.

He originally wanted to be a spectator.

But Dad Yu likes calligraphy and painting so much.

Still moved a little compassion.

Why not take what you can take away.

Right.

As the saying goes.

There is nothing to take advantage of.

"puff."

Yu Lanxin was amused by him, and immediately said: "Actually, not only my dad likes it, but I also like it."

"uh-huh?"

Lin Hao straightened his body, and said righteously: "That's nothing to say, these two calligraphy and paintings, your boyfriend wrapped them up."

"boast."

Yu Lanxin thought Lin Hao was teasing her.

Happy is very happy.

But also not seriously.

The two talked and laughed.

The voice is very low.

On the opposite side, Wang Xi's teeth were almost shattered.

I didn't hear clearly even though my ears were straightened.

beside him.

I don't know who their family members are.

Holding a young child.

Keep yelling.

So I can only see two people happy.

The fire of hope in my heart was watered by cold water again.

even so.

He still refused to accept this reality.

This guy in front of me.

Nothing but taller, taller, and handsomer.

It's all external.

The most important thing for a man is connotation.

In terms of literary literacy.

I'm afraid this guy can't even compare with his own toes.

Wang Xi felt that Yu Lanxin was deceived by the other party.

The whole process is by mouth.

Actually nothing.

He had to expose the bastard's shallowness.

Let Uncle Yu and Yu Lanxin take a thorough look.

Wang Xi took a deep breath.

Just now calligraphy himself was disturbed.

There is no comparison.

Poetry this time.

High and low have to widen the gap.

"Then let me draw a proposition."

At this time.

Master Wang Xuehai stood up.

He reached out and touched the inside of the carton.

Then take out a small note.

Wait for him to spread out.

There are two words written on it.

"Mid-Autumn Festival"

"Okay, the topic has come out, everyone can start, the timer starts." Wang Xuehai smiled and said.

The voice fell.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

There was a moment of silence.

Someone hastily wrote a pen.

And some people are scratching their heads.

'Mid-Autumn Festival'

The two words seem simple.

But this proposition is suitable for ancient poetry.

It is more difficult to interpret in modern poetry.

The group of people who wanted to be opportunistic before were more uncomfortable.

"How can I write to make my eyes shine?"

"It's not enough to make up casually."

"I have a little idea, and I'm still a little bit worse."

"It just happened to come across someone who is good at it."

"Yes."

Everyone has different expressions.

Father Yu is also frowning and writing a little bit.

But hold back for a long time.

I just wrote one sentence.

Everyone else is pretty much the same.

Even Wang Xi squeezed word by word.

"How is it? Do you have any ideas?" Yu Lanxin asked Lin Hao with a smile.

"must."

Lin Hao smiled and said, "I'll read it, and you write it."

"good."

Yu Lanxin nodded.

"Are you ready? I'm about to start. Don't be intimidated by the meeting." Lin Hao kept it a secret.

Yu Lanxin smiled without saying a word.

The brush in his hand shook at him.

Lin Hao smiled.

I cleared my throat.

Only then did I whisper it.

when is the moon

ask the sky

I don't know the palace in the sky

what year is this eve

I want to go home with the wind

I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu

It's too cold at the top

dance to figure out the shadow

what seems to be in the world

Yu Lanxin was taken aback.

The more I write in my hand, the more amazed I become.

Her poetry attainments are not very high.

But this does not affect the appreciation ability in the slightest.

Whether it is artistic conception or words.

The lyrics are so well written.

Her eyes were bright.

My boyfriend is not only good at writing novels.

Poetry is also hidden.

Yu Lanxin was in shock.

As everyone knows.

At this time, Liu Hong, who was watching in the field, took a deep breath.

He just strolled around casually.

But overheard the conversation of these two young people.

Feeling wrong.

was about to leave.

He never thought that the young man would be shocked when he opened his mouth.

Stand behind the two.

A few words stop.

He couldn't move his feet.

But Lin Hao seemed to be unknown.

At this time, it is the same as memorizing a text.

I read it very fast.

Zhuan Zhuge

Low Qihu

Sleepless

no hate

What's the long way to go

people have joys and sorrows

the moon waxes and wanes

This matter is ancient

long life

Thousands of miles together

The bright moon is in the sky.

Loneliness and distance.

A word is written.

Yu Lanxin was in a daze and couldn't recover.

The eyes are full of brilliance.

"Okay! What a good word! I hope people will share the joys and joys of thousands of miles for a long time! Good words! Really good words!"

Suddenly.

Liu Hong shouted loudly.

It directly shocked the few people at this table who were writing furiously.

Even other people not far away were somewhat affected.

"what's up?"

"What's the situation, someone wrote a good word?"

"What did Master Liu see, so excited?"

"I looked like it was the two young men, something happened."

"Scared me, what did you write?"

Everyone asked each other in low voices.

But the work under my pen is not finished.

No one dared to look over.

Can only guess.

here.

Father Yu raised his head.

But he found Master Liu Hong Liu standing in front of him.

What he read seemed to be the work of his own daughter.

What's the meaning?

He immediately put down his pen and walked over.

Wait to see clearly the Mid-Autumn Festival words on the rice paper.

People are dumbfounded.

"Girl, did you write this?" Father Yu asked.

"I wrote it, but he read it."

Yu Lanxin looked at Lin Hao with almost admiring eyes.

"Xiao Hao created it, no wonder."

Although Father Yu found it unbelievable.

But still relieved.

Consider the two classic martial arts novels written by this kid.

Poetry is not entirely unknown to him.

"What's the matter, Lao Liu, did you find anything?"

Hear what's going on here.

Zhang Xinlin and Wang Xuehai hurried over.

"Let's take a look. I don't think there is any need to compare later. I'm afraid this little brother will win today's poetry competition." Liu Hong stared at the rice paper and said.

What?

So sure?

Zhang Xinlin and the others were astonished.

At this moment, Yu Lanxin tactfully moved her body away.

Wait until everyone sees this poem.

All are mind-boggling.

Ignore the euphemistic calligraphy.

Monologue.

I really didn't say anything.

"Good words, the last few sentences are so well written."

"To be able to write this kind of words at this age, the future is limitless."

"In my life, I have never written such a poem. As expected, ambition does not come at a young age."

"I'm afraid others won't be able to compare. With this artistic conception, this young man has already won."

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. It's really touching."

Several people immediately expressed their feelings.

At this time.

Zhang Xinlin looked at Lin Hao and asked, "Little brother, what's your name?"

"Lin Hao."

Lin Hao had nothing to hide.

Zhang Xinlin nodded.

About ten minutes later.

Time is up.

Zhang Xinlin led the other three judges to start the review.

Look around.

The quality is mediocre.

Sure enough, there are no outstanding works.

Immediately returned to Lin Hao's side.

"I declare that this little brother named Lin Hao won the poetry competition today." Zhang Xinlin said loudly.

As soon as this word came out.

There was an uproar in the audience.

Winning and losing is a very normal thing in itself.

But the other party looked too young.

During these years of competition.

There is no such example.

"Is it true that you can write good works at such a young age?"

"It's an exaggeration to say that you are ambitious but not young."

"It looks like he's in his twenties."

"Master Zhang has read it all, and there is nothing wrong with it. That's what the designation written by others means."

"Amazing."

All the people present praised again and again.

With family members.

They looked at Lin Hao with admiration.

"Okay, everyone, please don't argue, how about this, let me read the words to everyone first."

Zhang Xinlin comforted him.

The atmosphere was suddenly quiet.

Immediately afterwards.

The veil of a water tune song was slowly lifted.

Wait for this word to finish.

Everyone was amazed.

Shocking is not a star and a half.

Father Yu's friends also quickly surrounded him.

Cen Renguo hurriedly asked, "Lao Yu, what do you mean, what does Lan Xin's boyfriend do?"

"I have published two novels before, so I have some literary skills." Father Yu explained.

"Is this a bit of a foundation?"

Cen Renguo stared wide-eyed, and lost his composure in an instant: "Don't fool me, tell me quickly, what kind of god is this kid?"

"That's right, my brothers are here, don't keep hiding."

Chen Detong: "If you don't tell me, the rest of us will go over and ask in person."

"I really didn't lie to you."

Father Yu was obviously proud, but he insisted on saying in a low-key manner: "It's just that the two novels he wrote are more famous."

"What novel?"

Cen Renguo continued to ask.

Several others also looked at him.

"I told you, don't spread the word."

Father Yu didn't want to affect his son's work.

The words are in front.

"Are we insiders, hurry up." Chen Detong urged.

"That's right, Moji." Another humanely said.

"Have you seen "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"?"

Looking at a few people with impatient faces.

Only then did Father Yu reveal the answer.

Not to mention the comfort in my heart.

"Isn't the author of these two novels 'Mr. Xizhou'?"

As Chen Detong said, his expression suddenly changed: "You mean this kid."

"Keep your voice down, that's right, it's our Xiaohao's pen name."

Although the two children are not yet married.

But Father Yu already regarded Lin Hao as his prospective son-in-law.

It's all the rage today.

It is directly for the family.

Cen Renguo and the others look at me and I look at you.

These two traditional martial arts novels.

Don't talk about them.

At least half of the people present must have read it.

And the author 'Mr. Xizhou' turned out to be Lao Yu's daughter's boyfriend.

This news really shocked them.

Looking at the figure not far away.

I don't even know what to say.