The strongest Luo Chengzhi swept the world

Chapter 27
"Ziming, how are you preparing for the poetry meeting?" Xu Lun asked Wang Jie.

Wang Jie smiled slightly, and replied: "It's natural. I will spare no effort in this poetry meeting, and let others know that my three outstanding talents are not in vain."

Xu Lun nodded, looked at Du Ling, who was indifferent, and asked in surprise, "Zhonghuan, why do you have such an expression? Could it be that you are worried?"

Du Ling paused, nodded and said: "As for our strength, there is no need to underestimate ourselves, but Luo Cheng is probably not easy to compose three top poems. I will compete with such reckless poems. Something is wrong."

When Wang Jie heard this, he frowned immediately, and then shouted: "Zhonghuan, why do you build up other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige? Even if Luo Cheng is powerful, it is possible that he can still fight against you and me. Then Luo Cheng Good at writing poems, you and I are not weak, if we don't compete, how can we be reconciled?"

Xu Lun was also quite confident, nodded and said: "Although Luo Cheng's expressive talent is strong, there are countless ideas in his poems. It's impossible for every poem to be so powerful, right?"

"What Ming De said is true, and although the three poems are said to be written by Luo Cheng, no one has ever seen them with their own eyes. Who knows the truth?" Wang Jie said after a pause.

Du Ling looked at Wang Jie, said in a slightly lower tone, "What if Luo Cheng really did it?"

Wang Jie was stunned, and suddenly said: "If Luo Cheng is really so powerful, even if I lose, I will be convinced! This is the first time in the past few years that someone has pushed me over my head. How can I be reconciled without a contest? ?”

Wang Jie's words made Du Ling nodded with a smile and said: "Okay, Ziming, since you all said so, why don't I give my all to fight? No matter the victory or defeat, I must go all out."

At this moment, the three of them thought it over clearly, and they didn't necessarily want to beat Luo Cheng.It's just that in other people's mouths, they are not as good as Luo Cheng, and they always feel unwilling.

If they compare it, even if they lose, they will be convinced and will not have any regrets.After all, it is a contest.

……

Time passed, and it was three days later.

The appointed time has come.

Luo Cheng put on plain white casual clothes, so as not to lose his status, nor to reveal his identity too much.Luo Cheng, who had changed into casual clothes, was handsome, with red lips and white teeth, he was really a handsome young man.

Although Luo Cheng is only 12 years old, he already has a height of 1.6 meters, and there must be no problem in growing 1.8 meters.For a normal person, 1.8 meters is considered tall, but it is a bit uncoordinated to grow to more than 1.9 meters.

Luo Cheng took Luo Chun and Luo An out of the Beiping palace and went to Yinghonglou.

Luo Cheng had never been to Yinghonglou, and he didn't know where Yinghonglou was, but now that there was a lot of noise in the city, Luo Cheng joined the group and easily found Yinghonglou.

At this moment, the Yinghong Building was completely besieged, and Luo Cheng and the others also had to use a lot of effort to enter the Yinghong Building.

It is the tradition of Chinese people to watch the excitement. No matter what time it is, as long as there is excitement to watch, there must be people.Now Yinghonglou Poetry Club is well known in Beiping City, how can there be so few people watching it?
Especially since this is the home court of the Three Heroes of Peking, a large number of fans also came to help out.Under the general environment of peace in the world, many people have become arty. The Three Heroes of Peking are handsome, talented and have status. Naturally, they are the wishful gentlemen in the eyes of countless people.

"Are the three of you here to attend the poetry meeting?"

The servant standing in front of the door reached out to stop the three of them and asked.

Luo Chun took out an invitation from his bosom and handed it to the servant. The servant changed his attitude slightly when he saw the invitation, and let the three of them enter Yinghonglou.

After Mr. Li left, another invitation was sent over.After all, this poem will not be able to come in by any idler.

This poetry meeting was organized by Sanjie, and the invitations issued were either famous or talented people.Only those who have invitations can enter Yinghonglou, if not, it is impossible for Yinghonglou to accommodate so many people.

Walking into Yinghong Building, Luo Cheng looked around curiously.After all, it is the first time to come to this kind of place, so it is inevitable to be curious.

Luo Cheng found that although Yinghonglou was a brothel, it didn't have that extremely vulgar, strong vulgar taste.On the contrary, it is very clean, and there is a faint fragrance in the air, which is the fragrance of flowers.

In the Yinghong Building, although there are women receiving them, most of them are dignified and dignified, and they can't be seen as wandering women at all.

The decoration in the Yinghong Building is very elegant, not too luxurious, nor vulgar.In Luo Cheng's view, there is a sense of sight of a scholarly family.

"No wonder those scholars like to come to Yinghonglou..." Luo Cheng muttered inwardly. The appearance of Yinghonglou can be called a high-end club, with extremely high taste and even higher taste.

After all, sometimes people don’t necessarily want to clap their hands when they come here, but to enjoy the influence of art and feel the beauty of life...

Luo Cheng reckoned that the service of patting hands must be indispensable in Yinghonglou, but after going through a lot of foreplay, patting hands has become irrelevant.

After all, they are all scholars, what they eat is spiritual food, and spiritual happiness is very happy.

"This little brother?" A voice brought Luo Cheng back from his thoughts. Luo Cheng turned around and saw a young man in a brocade robe.

"Huh? What's the matter, brother?" Luo Cheng asked lightly with a flash of his eyes.

The young man smiled and said, "Looking at your appearance, could it be that you are new to Yinghong Mansion? You were also invited here?"

Luo Cheng nodded and replied briefly: "Exactly."

"No wonder, I'm not exaggerating, this Yinghonglou is indeed a good place! All the beauties in it are as beautiful as flowers and jade, and they are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Heavenly Immortal, if you can become Miss Qiuyuan's guest of honor, your life will be worthwhile..." The young man sighed for a while, and said in a sigh, as if he had exhausted his ambition.

"..." Luo Cheng stared at this brother, very speechless, it seemed that this brother was a bit talkative, and his words were a little out of tune.

"Uh er, little brother, don't mind, depending on the age of the little brother, I say this is really inappropriate." The young man in brocade clothes smiled awkwardly, and continued: "Looking at you, you must not be the heir of a certain gentleman, haha, you Just treat me like I didn’t say anything just now, haha.”

Luo Cheng was silent and kept silent. He really didn't know what to say at this time. He was about to say goodbye when the young man in Jinyi said: "Today's poetry meeting, this Yinghonglou is reserved, and I heard that Miss Qiuyuan will also appear Playing, I'm afraid you don't know, Miss Qiuyuan's piano skills are extraordinary, it's like fairy music..."

"By the way, I also heard that at this poetry meeting, Miss Qiuyuan will also write a topic, but I don't know what the topic is. If I can win the hearts of the beauties with a poem, I would be willing to let a certain person lose ten years of life..."

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