Daming Junior Scholar

has come. "

"Learn the scriptures?" He Jia'an's face was obviously stunned for a moment, and he asked suspiciously: "Where did Uncle Su say this?" Su Yuan turned around on the spot, taking in all the surrounding scenery in his eyes , couldn't help but said with emotion: "Before I came here, I would never have thought of an inn, and it would be built so magnificently, so I want to share with He

The young master asked for advice. If possible, Su would also like to ask Mr. He to build a villa like this for me. After a pause, when he saw the unspeakable weird expression on He Jiaan's face, Su Yuan added: "Of course, Mr. He, don't rush to refuse first, I want to build this villa, naturally I won't rob you." Business in Qingjiangpu, Suzhou, Hangzhou

Anywhere is fine. ""hehe. "The smile on He Jia'an's face grew stronger, and he cupped his hands in apology and said, "I'm really sorry for Uncle Su. To tell you the truth, my villa is not only in Qingjiangpu, but the villa in Suzhou is also nearing completion, and it won't take long for it to open. , as for Hangzhou

With Yangzhou, and even Nanjing City, I have already found a location, and only after the villa in Suzhou is completed, the rest can start at the same time. "He Jia'an has drifted away. Su Yuan looked at He Jia'an's back with a dark face, and felt a burst of anger in his heart. This He Jia'an didn't take himself too seriously. I kindly gave him a chance to make a fortune. He didn't appreciate it. Well, yes

He actually told himself that he was going to build villas in so many places, not to mention that he looked down on He Jia'an, maybe even the Chen family didn't have such strong financial resources to support him in such a big effort.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt suffocated. Su Yuan couldn't help but let out a long breath, turned his head to look at Su Hongxiu, and asked in a low voice: "Hongxiu, do you think He Jiaan's words are credible?" The expression on Su Hongxiu's face His expression seemed a little complicated, his eyes followed He Jiaan's back and he didn't want to leave for a moment, until he heard Su Yuan's words, he said slowly: "It's not that I don't believe what he said, but I think

..." After a pause, Su Hongxiu's eyes showed a tinge of fanaticism, and then added: "I think he's planning even crazier plans. "

Chapter 456 Don't Want to Fail

It seems that all of this must be caused by Su Hongxiu behind the scenes.At this time, He Jiaan had calmed down again, his eyes swept across the crowd, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. In fact, in the final analysis today, it was just a grievance between himself and Chen Ziji, don't look at yourself.

There are so many invitations, but even I naturally think that most of the people inside will not come at all. My purpose of doing this is to let the words "Jinghu Villa" leave a little impression in their hearts. But now...

He Jiaan looked at the crowd of hundreds of people helplessly, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, feeling that the impression this time was left deep enough.

While He Jiaan was considering whether to give Su Hongxiu some advertising fees, four or five people dressed as scholars walked out from the corridor, and the one walking in front was Chen Ziji.When Chen Ziji was surprised to see that there were so many people present, he couldn't hide the astonishment on his face. When he came back to his senses, he immediately took it for granted that these people must have been found by He Jiaan , head

Guang couldn't help but find He Jia'an who was standing on the side, with a hint of irony in the corner of his mouth.

You want to step on yourself to get the limelight, but you just won't let you succeed.After Chen Ziji came to the venue, no matter who was around, he went straight to the venue, glanced at He Jiaan provocatively, and snorted coldly: "It's just a fighting poem, Mr. He actually invited so many people to watch, look must have chest

Ready? "

The post was sent out by myself, but it is not certain who called this person.Naturally, He Jiaan didn't bother to explain these words, curled his lips and looked at Chen Ziji and said helplessly: "Even if I say that I didn't invite these people, I think Mr. Chen won't believe it, so just treat it as my invitation. I don't know Mr. Chen Have you ever prepared

Okay, don't you need to rest for a while, lest if you lose, say that I, He Jia'an, bully others based on the situation. "

It wasn't that he had traveled a long distance, so naturally he didn't need to rest. Chen Ziji shook his head and said, "In this case, it's better for you and me to start earlier. My celebration banquet is already prepared. How about a fight? I would like to ask Mr. He to come up with a question." Of course, He Jiaan didn’t need to do anything about making a question. At this time, Wen Zhengming, who was sitting in an inconspicuous corner, came out slowly, and said to the surroundings, “I ordered Wen Zhengming from the lower county school, and I came here specially today to be here. Whose poem is the middleman of Cidou's poems

Well, whoever's poetry is bad, Wen has a steelyard in his heart, if both parties agree with Wen's judgment, then the poetry battle can begin. "Neither He Jiaan nor Chen Ziji has any objection to this. After all, Wen Zhengming's fairness is also well-known in the county school. Now the two sides are competing with each other on the quality of poetry. After the voices around him quiet down, Wen Zhengming bowed his head and thought

After a while, he showed his face and said: "Since it is a fighting poem, it can't be pretended to be a poem. From Wen's point of view, it is better to limit it to three poems, and the one who wins two poems is the winner. Listen carefully, I will come out with the first one first." One question."

After finishing speaking, Wen Zhengming said loudly: "Seeing that the spring is going to the summer solstice, and the weather is pleasant, you two might as well write a poem on the title of Xia."

Summer in summer?In fact, there are only a few kinds of poems with such titles, and most of them describe plants, weather, and festivals. There are no festivals at this time, except for blooming flowers. There was a topic for the season, and Chen Ziji specially prepared a few more poems for this battle of poems. When Wen Zhengming really said that the topic was the word "Xia" for summer, he couldn't help feeling secretly happy, but there was no expression on his face. How many colors of joy, come

Going to the table in front of me, I rubbed the ink slowly with my hands, pretending to be thinking hard.Chen Ziji was pretending, while He Jiaan was thinking, what he was thinking was not how to compose this poem, but how he could find the poems related to Xia Tian from his memory bank, but at this time he couldn't find them. to the apt poetry, since

His brows could not help but wrinkle.The expressions of the two people are naturally seen by everyone. Although everyone doesn't care much about the result of this fight, but in front of Chen Xuan and Su Yuan, most people will naturally prefer Chen Ziji to win, although today Mirror Lake Villa gave

I was very shocked, but no matter how smart He Jiaan was, he was still much worse than Chen Xuan.At this time, nothing can be seen from the expressions on the faces of the two people. After about half a stick of incense, one of the two people finally started to pick up the brush. I'm writing hard

stand up.

Someone in the crowd had already shown joy, as if seeing some inevitable result, but someone in the last row of the crowd suddenly exclaimed in a low voice: "Oh no, then Chen Ziji has already started writing."

Another person next to him whispered: "Sister, don't worry. This is a competition of fighting poems, not who can write faster. No matter how fast Chen Ziji writes, it doesn't matter. He is definitely not as good as Mr. Xianggong." After hearing Chen Yueying's words, Xiao Yu'er still looked a little flustered. Maybe other people didn't pay too much attention to the result of this fight, but she was different. In her mind, this Chen Ziji was a stumbling block in her life.

Shi, no matter when, as long as he sees him, bad things will happen. I must see Xianggong avenge myself and let him make a big fool of myself in front of so many people.

That Chen Ziji seemed to have a well-thought-out idea, and in a short while, he had written a poem with the theme of summer. After finishing writing, he glanced at He Jia'an triumphantly, with a look of disdain on his face.Seeing that Chen Ziji has finished writing, He Jiaan is still frowning and thinking. Over time, whispering voices will inevitably start to appear among the crowd. This voice is getting louder and louder, directly affecting Xia Zai's thoughts.

He Jiaan who passed the exam.Ever since He Jia'an believed in her own words and changed the chain hotel into Jinghu Mountain Villa, Chen Yue'e has been acting a little quiet, and she can't tell from the expression on her face what she is thinking, only hearing this whispering When the voice was getting louder and louder, his brows could not help but wrinkled, and he glanced at these people who were vaguely mocking He Jiaan in disgust. Just when he was about to stand up and ask them to keep their voices down, he suddenly saw He Jiaan suddenly moved, from

Picking up the brush from the pen holder, he quickly started writing on the rice paper.

After a short time, He Jiaan finished writing. After re-reading the poem he had just written, he put down the brush in his hand and said loudly: "I have finished writing." Now that both parties have finished, it is time to Wen Zhengming came forward, and after putting the two poems together, Wen Zhengming was taken aback for a moment. He knew Chen Ziji's handwriting. Although it wasn't very good, he had practiced for a long time and had his own strong style. But when he When I saw He Jiaan's words, I was really shocked. Was it really written by him?

Chapter 457 Lost in the First Game

"The water window is low and open by the painting railing,

Pillow mat Xiao Shuyu missed reminders.

One night the sound of rain was so cold that it was a dream,

Thousands of lotus leaves send autumn. "When Wen Zhengming finished reading the song "Summer" with his unique and hoarse voice, all the people present were completely silent, and everyone looked at the center of the field with their own surprised eyes and looked proud. Cheeky Chen Ziji

.This poem just now completely subverted people's previous views on Chen Ziji, what kind of idiot, what kind of playboy, and some people actually said that Chen Ziji was completely fighting for his father, but this song "Summer" alone completely beat him. all

The face of the man who questioned him.Didn't you say that people rely on fighting fathers? Now Chen Ziji composes a poem on the spot in front of so many people. If anyone doubts Chen Ziji again, you might as well make a poem. When the time comes, everyone will know who it is That's the real straw bag

.

There were continuous applause and applause from the crowd, and Chen Xuan, who was sitting on the right seat, was naturally extremely happy in his heart, but he waved his hands sternly on his face, and said relaxedly: "It's just so-so."

"If Lian Ziji's poem is so-so, then that Mr. He's poem is not worth mentioning." Su Yuan beside him also joked.

"Where is it?" Chen Xuan said modestly: "Mr. He is also a very talented person, and the poems he wants to write will not be far behind, maybe he will be better than Ziji's." In fact, when When Chen Xuan finished saying these words, he didn't believe what he said in his heart. After all, the song "Summer Day" that Chen Ziji made just now was quite perfect. No matter how talented He Jiaan was, so what? get on

My Lin'er.Not only did everyone think that Chen Ziji's poem was well done, but even Wen Zhengming felt that Chen Ziji's poem was really brilliant, and it was more than a notch higher than his usual level, although he had some doubts in his heart whether this poem would be is it

It was written by others, but thinking that the title was written by himself, Chen Ziji couldn't have prepared many poems early on, and had to come across them by chance.

If there is such a coincidence in this world, then I can only have nothing to say.Wen Zhengming turned around, and then picked up the poem written by He Jiaan. Unlike Chen Ziji's, what He Jiaan wrote was a five-character poem, and it only had four sentences. table on

Qing was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it carefully, he read the poem again.

He didn't make a sound for a long time, but he managed to arouse everyone's curiosity, and the people who had already done good things shouted: "Master Wenshan, the poem written by Mr. He is really like this, you should read it." Wen Zhengming's eyes Somewhat complicated, the artistic conception of He Jiaan's poem is not as profound as that of Chen Ziji's just now, and the use of words is also a bit simple and straightforward, but it is such a four-line poem that seems to be sparse and ordinary, but it perfectly expresses itself A clear picture was constructed in his mind. The young shepherd boy was humming a little song and sitting on the back of the ox. He heard the sound of cicadas in the woods. When he planned to catch the cicadas, the sound of the cicadas suddenly disappeared. ,null

Leaving behind the ignorant faces of young children.

After a while, Wen Zhengming finally read aloud.

"The shepherd boy rides the ox,

The singing vibrates Lin Yue.

wanting to catch a cicada,

Suddenly shut up. "Front, back and back are only twenty words. As soon as Wen Zhengming finished speaking, someone in the crowd let out a disdainful laugh, as if deliberately loudly saying: "Could this also be called poetry?I think it looks like a young child who has just been enlightened can make such a thing.

In terms of poetry, someone actually compares this kind of poem with Chen Gongzi's poem, which really makes people laugh. "Everyone has a steelyard in their hearts. Although some people feel that this poem is too straightforward after listening to it, they echo what the person just said, but after careful consideration, some people feel that this poem is not true. not imagined

Even compared with Chen Ziji's poem just now, except for the difference in artistic conception, this poem is not as bad as the person said just now.

The girls sitting behind everyone also had weird expressions on their faces. Xiao Yu'er couldn't hold back at first, and said in a low voice: "I think Xianggong's poems are better, what a warm picture." It's the so-called Ai Wu Ji Wu, because you are his wife, so everything will be for He Jia'an, Chen Yueying hesitated, and after comparing the two poems, she slowly shook her head and said: "Xianggong's poems are indeed neatly written. ,

But when it comes to artistic conception, it seems that it is still half a chip away. By the way, Yue'e, you should know a lot more about poetry than us. Tell me, who is better at it. "Since Wen Zhengming finished reading He Jiaan's poems, Chen Yue'e has been in a trance. Because of her teacher, Chen Yue'e has also studied poetry a lot. After hearing Chen Ziji's poems first, Chen Yue'e thought that no matter what