I went viral when I attended my ex-girlfriend's wedding

at this time.

Because of a monkey thunder thrown by Lin Hao.

The entire atmosphere in Liangxuan instantly became unusual.

Everyone's expressions.

First, it was as jaw-dropping as copying and pasting.

Then each thought was fixed.

It lasted for about ten seconds.

Only then came back to God one after another.

Immediately afterwards.

They were all curious about each other's identity.

who?

who is it?

Who is the other party?

This poem was written.

It's really unparalleled and amazing.

It can be described in four words.

Unparalleled in ancient times and today!

real.

Without any exaggeration.

Look at the whole poem.

Vigorous and unrestrained.

The rhetoric is heroic.

The syntax is bright and varied.

The structure opens and closes greatly.

High self-confidence and complete inferiority complex.

Boundless joy and endless sorrow coexist.

The conflicting emotions remained violent and unbridled.

The huge waves of emotions that collided during this period.

But it can give people a dizzying shock.

Simply the pinnacle!

This is the kind of work.

Teacher Yuan Dajun, a great poet in his peak period among the judges, couldn't write it either.

However, now it was created so easily by a young man wearing sunglasses and a mask.

cause

It's actually because of a few small hazelnuts

Even if you say it, no one may believe it.

So dreamy.

It was so dreamy.

Considering that the other party doesn't look very old.

For a moment.

Everyone secretly felt that this poem was copied.

But they soon denied themselves.

This kind of poetry.

If someone had made it before.

It is impossible to remain unknown until now.

"Did you really write this poem?"

Zhang Qi couldn't believe it.

He can accept the emergence of a comparable opponent.

But he couldn't accept the birth of a genius that was beyond his reach.

So he asked directly.

Change to normal times.

What he said was very impolite.

Loss of status.

But everyone present didn't find it strange at all.

Because they are now skeptical.

Even though the probability of copying it is zero.

But it can’t really be that this young man made it himself, right?

If you really have this talent.

Why has no one in the circle heard of this person before?

It doesn't make sense.

"Haha, this poem must be."

"I didn't do it!"

Zhang Xinlin was about to introduce Lin Hao's identity to everyone.

However, the latter's words directly hit his throat and he held them back.

Wang Xuehai next to him was stunned for a moment.

Neither of them knew what the other was going to do.

How come it wasn't you?

Who else could it be if it wasn’t you?

"What? You didn't do it?"

Lin Hao's words seemed to have some kind of medicinal effect.

Zhang Qi's eyes not only lit up.

His face also turned rosy.

Even the self-confidence that had just been lost was suddenly returned.

That proud aura slowly filled the whole body again.

"That's right, I didn't do it."

Lin Hao nodded and repeated it again, then looked at Dad Yu's position: "My dad did it, I just read it for him, right, Dad?"

Um?

This sudden turn of events.

Dad Yu was a little confused immediately.

How come it was all his fault?

He can do shit.

However, Dad Yu is not a fool.

The response speed is still very fast.

I immediately knew that this was a ploy that my uncle had made to hide the identity of the singer.

So he cleared his throat and nodded with a slightly rosy complexion: "That's right, this song "About to Enter the Wine" was composed by me on the spur of the moment, and I'll show it to you all!"

beside.

Cen Renguo looked shocked.

Chen Dede's eyes widened.

Don't know the specific situation.

I thought that the expressions on the two of them were caused by Father Yu's overbearing aura.

But in fact, what the two of them were thinking was that this old guy didn't want Bilian at all.

He actually admitted it like that.

The other side.

Zhang Xinlin and Wang Xuehai were not much better.

It's not easy to be tricked by Lin Hao.

But the two of them were not as nosy as a dog or a mouse.

See through, don’t tell.

"I see."

"No wonder, there is an expert standing behind you."

"I have an impression. Is this the retired old editor from Jindu?"

"That's right, Editor Yu has participated in several poetry competitions, but he didn't do much before. I didn't expect that he would become a blockbuster this time."

"It's incredible that an old editor could write such a shocking work."

"This shows that Da Yin is hiding in the city."

"No, if you ask me, it has something to do with the accumulation of literature. The more you read and write, the more inspiration comes and it bursts out."

"Amazing."

People's bad nature is most vividly reflected at this time.

If the poem was written by Lin Hao.

One hundred people don't believe it, and a thousand people don't believe it.

Subconsciously, seniority ranking will be carried out.

Unwilling to accept losing to young people.

But after it was replaced by Dad Yu.

In many places, things fall into place.

Fortunately, no one cares about this.

The purpose is achieved.

It doesn't matter if it's him or Dad Yu.

"Okay, the time has come. Do you think you have no objections to the song "About to Enter the Wine" being selected as the best?" Zhang Xinlin asked after a long silence.

Everyone was silent.

Opinion?

What comments can you make?

It would be strange if this poem didn’t give you a bonus.

Zhang Qi's song "Drunken Among the Flowers" is tough enough.

However, in front of this song "About to Enter the Wine", it can only be far behind.

The two are not on the same level at all.

The ravine in the middle is quite far away.

have nothing to say.

Dad Yu happily went up to receive the award.

When I took over "Yuanlong Tie".

Both hands were shaking a little.

"Lao Yu, I have to lend this calligraphy to me for a few days to take home and look at. I can't give it to you."

Cen Renguo's eyes grew hot when he saw it.

The last literary meeting plus this Mid-Autumn Poetry Meeting.

There are so many good things in this old guy's house.

"That's right, Lao Cen has finished reading. I will watch it for a few more days." Chen Detong was not to be outdone.

But how could Dad Yu be willing to do it?

Lend things out.

I'm afraid I won't be able to come back.

"We'll talk about it when we get back."

He didn't refuse either.

I'm afraid these two guys will take action.

I can only comfort him first.

Cen Renguo and Chen Detong are not stupid either.

Just face it perfunctorily.

The two of them were completely unfazed.

The monk can run away but cannot run away from the temple.

"I am convinced that I lost this game, but I hope you and your son can keep up the next game."

During the break.

Zhang Qi did not forget to mock Lin Hao.

The memory of cracking nuts has been completely forgotten.

But now they are all replaced by the picture of fighting dad.

to be honest.

Still don't like it.

"as you wish."

Lin Hao answered briefly.

Zhang Qi nodded.

He sneered and walked away.

Yu Lanxin came over and said with a smile: "You really dare to say that, I was shocked by you just now, and I was worried that my father wouldn't know what was going on and wouldn't be able to catch it."

"It's okay. Dad can't catch me and come back again. He bites the bullet. They have no evidence anyway." Lin Hao said with a smile.

"This poem is so well written."

Yu Lanxin praised: "I feel that with your ability, you can become a great literary gentleman."

"Come on."

Lin Hao smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I am already wearing many hats now. If I continue to develop in the literary world, I'm afraid you will have to stay alone in the future."

"Talking nonsense again."

Yu Lanxin hit him on the shoulder.

Lin Hao laughed happily.

Another time passed.

The fifth author, the famous poet Yuan Dajun, couldn't sit still.

He took out his winnings.

A fine inkstone carved from stone.

Not the usual black.

Some purple.

It looks pretty.

"This is a modern Duan Inkstone that I won at the auction for 250,000 yuan. It is called "Auspicious Beast". It was taken from Laokeng. It is delicate and moist. It is a rare fine product."

Yuan Dajun thought while introducing it: "As for the title, just use the word 'Lovesickness', everyone can play freely."

Everyone nodded.

Is it difficult?

Still the same.

Average.

They are the same as before.

They all bowed their heads in thought.

A few quick shooters didn't even think about it.

Just take the stock and go up.

However, Yuan Dajun didn't like it too much.

Until Zhou Peiwen burst out.

Only then was moved.

The car is far away, the horse is longing

Journey to Dongdong, Shandong and Fudong

Andre Fen Chasing the West Wind

May I be like the stars and you be like the moon

bright night night

The moon is temporarily dark, the stars are always bright

Stay bright for a month

Three to five total profit

This word is written extremely powerfully.

Write lovesickness with distance.

Another season has passed.

under the overlap.

I just feel more emotional.

Touching.

But everyone didn't hesitate.

Still come up with their own works one by one.

Zhang Qi felt that the time was almost up.

It's time for me to go.

He subconsciously glanced in the direction of the masked man.

I never thought that the other party just came over.

This is

again?

Zhang Qi paused.

He wants to continue to see how this guy fights his father.

"what's the situation."

"Editor Yu made another song?"

"No way, today is so productive?"

"Awesome."

"Inspiration is coming, I can't stop it, this is it."

"If this situation develops, Editor Yu may be able to join the Writers' Association no matter how hard he goes."

"Haha, listen to it first."

"This poem is called "One Cut Plum"."

Lin Hao said: "Let me recite it on my father's behalf."

"good."

Yuan Dajun smiled.

I didn’t think much about it.

It's all because the young man is pushy.

But Zhang Xinlin, Wang Xuehai and Dad Yu each had their own ideas.

The former didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Lin Hao's gourd.

The latter did not expect that the child would compose another song for him.

So excited.

The fragrant red lotus root leaves the jade mat in autumn

Untie Luo Chang lightly, go alone on the Lan Zhou

Who in the clouds sent me a brocade book?

When the wild goose returns, the moon is full on the west building

Flowers float and water flows

One kind of lovesickness, two places of sorrow

There is no way to eliminate this feeling

Only under the brow, but our hearts

This poem.

It is more appealing than the previous works.

Even Zhou Peiwen felt that she had written this episode very well.

After hearing this poem.

They couldn't help but clenched their fists.

Let alone anyone else.

The euphemistic and poignant wording clearly expresses "things are different and people are different".

The use of the words "caixia" and "queshang" is simply wonderful.

Change your true feelings from overt to introverted.

The rapid emotional changes broke the calm state of mind.

The pain of lovesickness is shown in an extremely real and touching way.