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Chapter 488

Suddenly the thunderstorm stopped in mid-air, washing out a piece of Xiaoxiang autumn.

A rainbow hangs upside down outside the blue sky, and white clouds walk up the green hills.

Wherever the green trees are singing birds, where the sunset leans against the building.

The Taoist lay drunk on a rock, not caring about the myriad of sorrows in the world.

Just walked to the Moon Cave Gate.

Suddenly I heard someone reciting his own work.

So loud.

As passionate as a bell.

The open space in this courtyard seemed to be deafening.

It's quite a bit like a recital competition.

Lin Hao looked up.

I saw only the crowd.

He was a man in his late twenties, wearing a long gown.

His face was full of pride.

The opponent's posture was quite good.

Keep your chest up and your head up.

One hand was still holding it up.

After reading the poem.

He even bowed and thanked everyone in a dignified manner.

unknown.

I thought it was worn from ancient times.

This guy is really into the drama.

Lin Hao looked at it and shook his head.

But I never thought that other people around me would be like this.

Everyone gave them warm applause.

"As expected of Master Yuan's number one disciple, Zhang Qi's poem is really good."

"Among the younger generation, when it comes to poetry alone, there should be no one who can rival him."

"Absolutely. If he takes second place, I really don't know who can take first place. This guy has something in his stomach."

"This is a live creation, and my thinking speed is so quick."

"No, it's only been so long."

"Awesome, really awesome!"

"Zhang Qi is very likely to win the championship this year."

"Where do you go now? You have to wait and see. There are many good people."

There was a lot of discussion.

Some words of praise are also generous.

But this is not over yet.

Behind Zhang Qi.

Another woman with a gold frame and an intellectual face came out.

Also recite your own works.

The world in life is as long as a guest, so how can one's home be home?

It's like just living in different places, seeing plum blossoms everywhere every year.

A seven-character quatrain emerged.

On quality.

There is no difference at all.

Immediately there was a burst of exclamations from the scene.

"I remember this is Mr. Zhou Tingyun's granddaughter Zhou Peiwen, right?"

"Yes, that's her, the youngest associate professor at Yinan Normal University."

"Associate professor? Real or fake?"

"Really, despite her age, she is pretty good at literature."

"It's interesting. The smell of gunpowder is so strong at the beginning. This Mid-Autumn Festival poem is definitely beautiful."

"No, I have to guess the riddle quickly, Kejia Lianjie. What on earth is this word? I'm so lucky."

"Haha, I thought of it."

He watched as the attention he had just gathered was snatched away by the other party.

Zhang Qi couldn't help but clenched his fists.

But then.

He was relieved again.

He glanced at Zhou Peiwen.

chuckled softly.

Then he stepped into the second small courtyard.

And this time.

Lin Hao led Yu Lanxin over.

Yu Lanxin handed the note to the gatekeeper judge Liang Wei and said the word "inkstone" at the same time.

Naturally, it passed without any suspense.

Lin Hao did as he was told.

It's snowy.

Start to show your talents.

"One piece. Two pieces, three or four pieces."

Um.

Read the first sentence.

The two judges had no ideas.

The crowd around them was also quiet.

Nothing can be seen yet.

"Five, six, seven, eight, seven, eight, ninety pieces"

The second sentence comes out.

Liang Wei and another judge were a little confused.

His expression also began to look astonished.

no.

let you write snow

What are you doing?

Give Snow Points?

It's not just the two of them who don't understand.

The literati around him also had their mouths twitching.

The look in Lin Hao's eyes changed a bit.

this buddy.

Your brain is fine.

This is a poetry conference.

What does it mean when you run "two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, ninety"?

"Thousands of pieces, countless pieces"

Lin Hao ignored other people's looks.

He continued with a serious expression.

"puff!"

A guy in line behind him had already endured the first two sentences.

I can't bear it anymore.

I laughed on the spot.

He opened his mouth.

Everyone nearby couldn't stand it any longer.

They broke down one after another.

Le was out of breath.

Let you write poetry.

You count.

play?

Don't say it.

It is so beautiful.

They live so big.

I have never seen anyone with such ‘literary attainments’.

The sounds of joy one after another.

This is an unusual scene.

Immediately attracted the attention of other people in the distance.

Because Lin Hao's chanting voice is small.

Some people didn't hear it.

He quickly came over and asked what happened.

As a result, I learned about the poems he had written.

Not just fun.

The sympathy in those eyes.

It's like caring for mentally handicapped children.

"Is this also called poetry?"

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven? I can count them all night long."

"Where did this buddy come from? It's too funny, isn't it?"

"You are young, what are you doing, looking for fun?"

"I'm not in a good mind. The judges for this test are two teachers, Liang Wei and Zhao Qinglong. Even if they want to joke around, they still score points. Maybe they have found the wrong person."

"Hahahahahaha, it can make people laugh to death."

"It's the atmosphere group, but the force is a bit fierce."

"Look, the faces of the two teachers are all green."

at this time.

Liang Wei and Zhao Qinglong couldn't help but wonder if this person came here to make trouble.

It's a mask and sunglasses.

Is it possible to deliberately amuse them?

Just when the two were hesitating whether to interrupt him.

Lin Hao's last sentence just happened to be read out.

"Fly into plum blossoms and disappear!"

This is the finishing touch to the end.

But it made Liang Wei and Zhao Qinglong's expressions change.

The bodies of other knowledgeable literati also froze.

There are only a few little whites left who don't know why.

They can feel that the whole poem has undergone a slight change after this sentence.

But I don’t know the connotation.

"Wonderful."

"Good poem."

"This dude has something."

"Deceived."

"Is this number a poem?"

"Today is an eye-opener."

"Excellent, the first two sentences are fictional, and the last two sentences are realistic. The contrast between fiction and reality creates a relatively fresh artistic conception." Liang Wei said with a bright eye.

"The first three sentences seem to be ordinary, but when it comes to the fourth sentence, the whole poem is pushed to the top of the strange peak at once with the appropriate movement and stillness!"

Zhao Qinglong also praised: "The whole poem is new and new, and it adopts the form of digital stacking. It is really surprising. From one to ten, from thousands to ten thousand, from ten thousand to countless, not only does it not feel cumbersome at all, but also The beauty of the scenery has been rendered and promoted layer by layer. Between the vast world, the plum blossoms can be vaguely seen standing proudly in the snow, the snowflakes are integrated into the plum blossoms, and people are also integrated into the snow and plum blossoms. What a masterpiece!”

The two judges explained it this way.

Those literati who were still in the confused stage suddenly became enlightened.

Look at Lin Hao's eyes.

It also became unusual.

Fortunately they thought this guy was a Muggle.

As a result, they played a trick to win by surprise.

Pretty awesome.

Not to be underestimated.

For everyone's curious eyes.

Lin Hao didn't have much thought.

After thanking Liang Wei and Zhao Qinglong.

Then he took Yu Lanxin to the second courtyard.

There is no rush to go through the clearance.

Instead, he watched the scenery here first.

Go deep into the winding corridors that follow the ups and downs of the water surface.

There are many stone tablets carved with poems on the walls.

"When the water dries up, the lotus leaves come out of the ground and sit under them."

"The green leaves are cooled by the cold, the jade face sells wine, and the wild rice rain is sprinkled, swaying beautifully, and the cold fragrance flies up to the poem."

"The green roof is pavilion, the lover is gone, struggling to bear the pain and go away"

"When the westerly wind blows in Nanpu, tall willows droop and old fish blow the waves. Leave me to live among the flowers."

This garden owner seems to have a special liking for Jiang's Ci.

Many of the scenic spots in the park are named after them.

Go further.

It is the Tuisi Thatched Cottage in the main hall of the garden.

Read the inscription.

Most of the buildings here are in the pattern of mandarin ducks.

However, Lin Hao and Yu Lanxin couldn't go up to overlook it.

So I can't feel anything.

In front of the thatched cottage.

It is a low-priced platform.

Stand in front of the stage.

The beautiful scenery in the courtyard is as far as the eye can see.

According to Lin Hao's analysis.

This is where I am currently standing.

In ancient times, it was probably used as a stage.

Because a pool of lake water in front can serve as the largest resonator.

The audience can be scattered in various places such as boats, pavilions, pavilions, and stages.

The viewing angle is clear.

The joy is endless.

"After all, it was the ancients who enjoyed it. The life they lived in these small days was infinitely better than most people today."

Old landlord style architectural system.

Lin Hao looked envious.

There really is a kind of leisurely and leisurely feeling like "a pot of tea brings a fleeting time, half a volume of idle books comforts a lifetime".

"I feel pretty much the same."

Yu Lanxin said slowly: "This person only has money to build such a large courtyard. If he is an ordinary person, he may not be able to live in it for the rest of his life, and it will even be more miserable."

"It's true that reincarnation is very metaphysical."

Lin Hao nodded in approval and said with a smile: "Let's go and have a look in front."

"good."

Yu Lanxin let him hold her hand.

In the sky.

As time progresses.

The sun has gradually become restless.

But in this shady courtyard.

But I can't feel the slightest heat.

Next to Tuisi Thatched Cottage.

It's a small piano room.

But there are no musical instruments in it.