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"Which master's disciple is this? It's too strong."

"Disciple? Don't be joking, just take out these two words and one poem, plus the quality of his creation, this young man is enough to be called a master."

"Fuck, if it wasn't for the creation of the proposition, I would suspect that this kid is a work prepared in advance. What kind of fucking talent is this? It's too fierce, isn't it?"

"It's better to hide it than to reveal it? No one can do it."

"This old Wang's child probably has conflicts with the other party, but he can't see the form clearly. He just said that he copied it. This time he was dumbfounded."

"Hey, he's a pretty good kid. I didn't expect to do such a thing. I'm too jealous."

"It took a lot of effort, and I can't end it well this time."

Faced with Lin Hao's rapid creative ability and extremely high background in ancient poetry.

Everyone was really impressed.

Including Zhang Xinlin, four masters and some seniors who have lived in the literary circle for a long time.

Now he looked at Lin Hao with serious eyes.

This young man!

It was so raw.

It can be said that the potential is unlimited.

A bunch of people are here.

I can't see the depth.

Mysterious and powerful.

Completely incomprehensible.

"Old Yu, to be honest, I suddenly became a little jealous of you, you gave birth to a good girl." Among the crowd, Chen Detong suddenly said this.

"Such a son-in-law is talented, earns money, and looks good. How can you take advantage of all the good things?" Cen Renguo was very puzzled.

"Our niece also had a conversation with someone not long ago. She has no house or car, and she is still dumb when she speaks. I was so angry that I had a heart attack."

Another old friend said: "It's true that people compare themselves to others, and it makes people mad, and Lao Yu caught up with it all."

Several people expressed outrage.

A sour taste began to permeate the words.

Father Yu smiled confidently.

But he muttered a few words in his heart.

I don't know where the two are currently.

In the future, the child's mother must hurry up and inquire.

the other side.

Wang Xi was dumbfounded.

The pen in my hand dropped as if unknown.

The whole brain is also blank.

There was a sense of vertigo.

What the hell is going on?

Wang Xi asked herself.

But no answer at all.

Everything is like a dream.

She just saw the proposition just now.

It's just a little bit of effort.

The neural circuits in the brain haven't warmed up yet.

The other party actually started to read.

Immediately afterwards.

A well-behaved seven-character ancient poem was taken out and placed in front of him.

And can't fault it.

word.

The other party wrote.

poetry.

The other party did too.

The word "poetry" can be regarded as being disassembled and played over and over again.

Wang Xi took a deep breath.

I imagined that I would pick up the pen on the ground to master it and prove my strength.

But he understands.

I simply can't do it myself.

Can.

Just apologize like that?

That is in the eyes of these uncles.

How can I hold my head up in the future.

anger.

ashamed.

Unwilling.

A variety of emotions spread inside.

Wang Xi was stunned and couldn't say a word.

"I said, Brother Wang Xi, it's not so difficult to write a poem with the theme of peach blossoms."

In an atmosphere of silence.

Lin Hao let out a soft voice.

The look in his eyes was full of puzzlement.

Immediately afterwards.

But it pushed the Italian cannon out again.

Fire at him.

Peach Blossom Shallow Depth

even shade makeup

Spring Breeze Helps Broken Heart

Blow off white clothes

"It was seven words just now, and this one is five words. How about another one. Let me think about it."

Lin Hao finished reading a poem again.

Then pretend to be thinking.

This moment.

Many people swallowed silently.

two poems.

two words.

Now.

he still wants to write

God.

Has this kid Wen Quxing descended to earth?

"Yes."

Lin Hao clapped his hands.

Ignore the eyes of everyone.

Looking at Wang Xi again, he began to read the work.

Peach Blossom is ashamed and dies ruthlessly

Thanks to Dongfeng

Blow off Jiao Hong

Fly into the idle window with chanon

Who pity Dongyang thin

also for spring

less than hibiscus

A deep and cold place

This song comes from "Picking Mulberries: Peach Blossoms Are Shame to Die Heartlessly" by Mr. Nalan Xingde.

From the scene to the person.

From things and feelings.

Very delicate.

It is said that in this season when the flowers are dying in the spring.

The gorgeous peach blossoms are blown down by the east wind.

suddenly.

Fly into the window lattice.

Accompany those who are hurt to spend the remaining spring.

Although not as good as hibiscus.

But its fragrance is more intense in the cold place.

Although the poems are in different styles.

You can talk about the mood alone.

But it is better than the first two.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

suddenly.

Wang Xi looked up.

He yelled at him with a ferocious face. "Don't do it, don't do it, don't do it again!"

Lin Hao was stunned.

brother.

Your line is wrong.

Let's cross the stage.

"Okay, don't keep embarrassing yourself here, go back with me." Looking at his son who had fallen into madness, Wang Zizhi couldn't help sighing, stepped forward and said coldly.

"Dad, me"

this time.

Before Wang Xi could finish speaking.

Wang Zizhi greeted him directly with a slap.

"Snapped!"

The sound is extremely crisp.

Wang Xi couldn't believe it: "Dad, did you hit me?"

"I said, come home with me."

Wang Zizhi looked indifferent.

Wang Xi's lips twitched a few times.

Didn't say anything after all.

Watch him do it.

Many people were taken aback.

Zhang Xinlin didn't want to spoil the atmosphere of the party, so he immediately frowned and advised, "Old Wang, please don't do anything, just talk to the child if you have anything to do."

"I'm sorry, Master Zhang, and all the friends present, this child is not in the right state today, which affects everyone's mood, so I will take him back first."

Wang Zizhi suppressed his anger strongly.

He apologized to everyone calmly.

It's really embarrassing to stay.

Wang Xi, who just pulled her head down and said nothing, left without looking back.

The people who watched were suddenly stunned.

The father and son came happily.

In the end, he walked away in disgrace.

What a surprise.

"It's broken! I'll go, just run away like this? This kid hasn't apologized yet."

Wait until the other party exits the door.

Lin Hao suddenly remembered their bet.

Immediately, I felt that I was at a big loss here.

The operation is as fierce as a tiger.

It turned out that I was a little two hundred and five.

Forgot about it!

He muttered these words casually.

But it was still heard by some people.

They just felt speechless for a while.

Xiao Wang was dumbfounded.

Pharaoh couldn't keep it off his face either.

And slapped it out.

Apologizing or not apologizing makes no difference.

It's embarrassing enough.

They looked at Lin Hao.

The co-author is also the master who does not suffer at all.

Can't afford it.

I can't afford it at all.

Lin Hao took this sentence without any suspense.

He has trouble walking.

Let Yu Lanxin go up and draw the lottery.

pick one of two.

finally.

I got Wang Xuehai's winter landscape map.

Everyone's eyes turned hot.

But it's okay.

Master Zhang's calligraphy on the bottom of the box is still there.

It is also worth looking forward to.

After all, Wang Zizhi and his son were just an episode.

After they left.

The game still has to go on.

The calligraphy, painting and poetry competition is over.

All that's left is to do it right.

That is couplets.

Are there any rules?

Also simple.

Master Zhang and the four each made an upper couplet.

Who is right.

Who is more right.

Even if it wins.

The time is pretty harsh.

Also only twenty minutes.

"Old Cen, this couplet is your strong point."

Seeing this, Father Yu said slowly, "Didn't you and your friends play some kind of game?"

"The king of kings."

Chen Detong next to him interjected.

"Yes, it's against the King of Kings. Didn't you say last time that it was all about couplet competitions? You have to seize this opportunity when it comes." Father Yu said.

"I'll try my best."

Literary gatherings of previous years.

In fact, there is no couplet.

This time, Cen Renguo planned to just go through the motions and end it with excitement.

Unexpectedly, this year, a poem recited and paired will suddenly appear.

Just gave him a chance.

This is not the end.

The most important lottery in the audience.

Master Zhang's calligraphy is still there.

Just bad luck.

Cen Renguo also wanted to keep a low profile.

Just this aspect.

He studied for many years,

I really don't think others will be my opponents.

have a break.

ten minutes later.

The game officially begins.

Four masters headed by Zhang Xinlin each wrote an upper couplet.

Then their respective disciples lift it up and show it to everyone.

Master Liu Hong's is: "The silk of the lotus root keeps drawing cold dew"

Master Zhang Xinlin said: "The sea water is falling toward and toward."

Master Wang Xuehai said: "An inch of land is a temple, and there are poems beside the temple, and the poem says: The bright moon sends monks back to the ancient temple"

Master Zheng Yanming said: "The moon is full and the moon is waning, the moon is waning and the moon is full, every year, every evening, every night, the sun is seen at the end of the night"

"If anyone among you can come up with a couplet, just write it on paper and bring it over. The four of us will check whether it is qualified and make a judgment."

The person who spoke was Zheng Yanming.

Say it.

The man sat down on the chair beside him.

"Damn it, except for Master Liu Hong's simple point, the other three are so difficult, why do they feel more confusing than writing poetry?"

"I didn't understand this couplet by Master Zhang Xinlin."

"Master Wang Xuehai's first couplet not only needs to combine words layer by layer, but also ends with a poem. My God, it's too difficult."

"Master Zheng Yanming's looks a little simpler, but it's too long, and I have a little clue, but it always breaks halfway through."

"Hey, Master Zhang's calligraphy is not easy to hold."

"Is there anyone here who is proficient in couplets? I'm afraid that if you can match one of them, you will be as good as the sky?"

"I can't think of it, I can't think of it at all."

"The four masters really don't intend to release water at all."

"One meaning, it's too simple to answer, and it's easy to mess up."

Looking at the four couplets in front of him.

Even if a group of people leaned forward, it was useless.

Just glance at it.

His head was completely circled.

present.

They were all caught in deep thought.

Some of the family members were of little help.

They all sat in the distance eating fruits, eating melon seeds, and chatting in low voices.

Wait quietly.

Twenty minutes.

Four couplets.

There are also high difficulties.

For some of them, time is simply not enough.

at best.

You can also start with a couplet.

Not enough quantity.

Quality comes together.

This is the pattern most people understand.

It is not required to match all of them.

It is also good to be able to answer a second line.