Shenhao: At the beginning, the school beauty wore Balenciaga to express her love

After listening to Lin Fei's words, the staff quickly prepared a commission board for him, as well as a full set of pens, inks, paper and inkstones.

At this time, everyone's curiosity was aroused, and they all wanted to see what kind of works this boastful young man could create.

Of course, most people don't believe that Lin Fei can write poetry. At this moment, they are already frantically planning in their minds how to spray him all over his body.

At this time, Lin Fei recalled in his mind, because there are so many good poems in China, not to mention that there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.

It is also very difficult for him to choose one immediately.

Suddenly Lin Fei had a flash of inspiration, and the first parallel prose of all time appeared in his mind.

Lin Fei picked up his brush, dipped it in ink, and began to inscribe:

"The old county of Yuzhang, the new mansion of Hongdu, the stars are divided into wings and the ground is connected to Henglu."

Seeing these sentences, the audience's eyes lit up:

"What kind of poem is this? Why haven't I seen it before?"

"The beginning looks okay, but why are there only four words? This isn't a poem, is it?"

"Okay, shut up and watch him continue writing."

Lin Fei continued to write:

"The three rivers lead to the five lakes; the wild bushes are controlled to lead Ouyue."

"The treasures of heaven and earth, the dragon's light shining over the ruins of the Niu Dou, the outstanding people, Xu Ru's bed on Chen Fan's bed."

"The mist in Xiongzhou is full of splendor and stars."

As soon as these words came out, the audience and judges became restless.

"Damn, what a good word! The artistic conception is amazing!"

"This is a parallel prose, and the dialogue is very neat."

"Sorry everyone, can I say there are still a few words I don't know?"

At this time, the judges also widened their eyes. Just these first few sentences have already crushed most of the literary works of this time and space.

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"The clouds disappear and the rain falls, and the color shines brightly in the area."

"Luoxia and Lonely fly together, and the autumn waters are the same color as the sky."

"The late singing of fishing boats makes the sound on the poor Pengli shore; the formation of wild geese frightens the cold, and the sound breaks off the Hengyang Pond."

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"Damn it, I can't think of a sentence that describes the beautiful sunset."

"It's not that good. If you ask me to write, I can only write: Damn, this sun is so beautiful."

"With just these two sentences, I can leave my name in history."

Hearing everyone's praise, Lin Fei smiled slightly and did not stop writing:

"It is difficult to cross the mountain, but whoever feels sad for those who have lost their way."

“Meeting someone by chance is like a stranger from a foreign land.”

"When Emperor Huai disappeared, how old was the Xuan Dynasty?"

After seeing these few words, everyone in the room fell silent. It seemed that from these words, everyone saw the helplessness of the young boy leaving home and the wasted time in a foreign land.

"The times are bad and the fate is bad."

"Feng Tang Yi Lao, Li Guang is difficult to seal."

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"Good guy, I have allusions to this man at my fingertips. I have also heard the story of Feng Tang and Li Guang. It is so appropriate to use it here!"

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"It's better to be strong when you are old than to have a gray-headed heart."

"Being poor is getting stronger, and the ambition is not to fall into the clouds"

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Seeing this, everyone stands up!

Even the judges stood up one after another, waiting for the final release of this masterpiece.

Lin Fei took a deep breath and put down his pen.

Everyone's heart was raised: Why don't you write it?

Lin Fei picked up the teacup, took a sip, moistened his lips, and then continued writing.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this. They thought he had exhausted his talent and only wrote half of it, which was a pity.

"Fly, three feet and a tiny life, a scholar."

"There is no way to ask for a tassel, waiting for the weak crown of the final army."

"If you have a good idea and write, you will be able to admire Zong's anger."

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"Sure places don't last forever, and grand feasts rarely come again."

"The Orchid Pavilion is over, Zize Qiu Ruins."

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"The shadows of Xianyuntan are long, and things change and the stars move several autumns."

"Where is the emperor's son in the pavilion now? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River () flows by itself."

After writing the last sentence, Lin Fei dropped the grass and sealed the pen. The form was so chic.

Everyone looked at this parallel prose that was thousands of words long, with mixed feelings and a lot of emotions in their hearts.

But no one dared to comment, because everyone knew that they were not worthy!

Not only were the audience silent, but even the judges' scoring hands were trembling slightly.

After all, in this time and space, even doggerel poems such as "One Piece, Two Pieces, Three Pieces, Four Pieces" can win the championship in poetry competitions. The emergence of the first parallel prose in the ages like "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion" can only be described as a timeless moment.

"This poem is really...so great."

"Yes, I never thought that our Chinese characters would produce such connotative and majestic poems."

The judge, an old man with a white beard, shook his head:

"I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed. I have been in the literary world for decades and have never praised an article in public, but today I kneel down."

"By the way, look at the brackets on the last line, and there's a word left unfilled."

At this time, someone discovered the clue.

Lin Fei smiled and said nothing, and turned around to go upstairs with the stunned Ye Shisheng.

[Ding, Ye Shisheng's worship value is +3, and the current worship value is 89. 】

But how could everyone let him go and immediately swarm in. If this word is not added, then this poem will become an eternal masterpiece.

While the author is here, we must not let him escape.

"This is for you to fill in yourself."

Lin Fei pretended to be mysterious.

"I think it should be filled with water so that the Yangtze River water outside the threshold can flow by itself."

"No, no, it doesn't have any momentum at all. I think it should be filled with independence - the Yangtze River flows alone outside the threshold."

"You're not that good either."

Everyone started quarreling one after another, their faces were red and their ears were red, and there was no conclusion.

Finally, Lin Fei was asked to fill it in. At this time, the old man with a white beard who had just spoken stood up and asked respectfully:

"I would like to ask this poet, if you can fill in this word, so as not to leave regrets in the eternal work."

Lin Fei smiled slightly and made a fist gesture with his hand.

The old man's heart seemed to be struck by lightning, and he praised repeatedly:

"Wonderful! So wonderful!"

At this time, other people couldn't understand and asked the old man what he meant.

At this time, the old man did not speak, but silently walked to the prompter board, raised his pen and wrote this word.

When everyone took a closer look, it turned out to be the word "empty"!

Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows freely!

At this time, the audience burst into thunderous applause, which could not stop for a long time.

The first parallel prose of all time was born!

While everyone praised this article, only one person was unconvinced.

That was Zhao Si who should have won the championship in this poetry competition.

Of course, his objection was also very reasonable: The competition was about poetry. You just wrote a poem and it was so long. How could you compete?

"You have the ability to write a poem with five or seven rhymes!"

At this time, some people present also echoed:

"Yes, although this parallel prose is indeed awesome, if you can write a good poem, everyone will really admire you."

Lin Fei responded disdainfully:

"Sorry, I have no obligation to listen to your requests."

At this time, Ye Shisheng was still talking. She was obsessed with ancient Chinese culture and actually wanted Lin Fei to write a poem.

Sure enough, Lin Fei also saw through Ye Shisheng's thoughts and thought: Okay, let me show you what is called the first seven laws of ancient and modern times!

"Bring me a pen!"

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