The strongest Luo Chengzhi swept the world

Chapter 30

Playing a piece of music is as straight as fairy music to the ears, and everyone is intoxicated by it, which shows that this girl from Qiuyuan has excellent piano skills.

The sound of the piano had stopped, Wang Jie nodded slightly with a smile on his face and said: "Miss Qiuyuan's piano skills are better than before, and this song makes people ecstasy!"

Behind the screen, an ethereal voice sounded, neither humble nor overbearing: "Master, Qiu Yuan is ashamed to praise you."

"What is there to be ashamed of?" Xu Lun said with a look of admiration similar to Huba's, "Everyone in Beiping knows that Qiuyuan girl is both talented and beautiful, and her piano skills are even more amazing."

Xu Lun's tone was full of flattery, but Miss Qiuyuan was unmoved, and said in a flat tone: "Mr. Xu has won the award."

Wang Jie glanced at Xu Lun, shook his head slightly, looked towards the direction of the screen with a smile, and said, "Miss Qiuyuan's song is really intoxicating! But the most important thing today is still the poetry meeting, not as good as the first one in this poetry meeting." How about letting Miss Qiuyuan come up with the question?"

Miss Qiuyuan stood up, saluted everyone, and said slowly: "Since Mr. Wang asked Qiuyuan to write a question, but Qiuyuan was disrespectful, so she made a fool of herself."

"It's autumn today, how about you young masters composing poems based on autumn?" Miss Qiuyuan smiled lightly, although she was covered by tulle, she was still beautiful and incomparable.

"Autumn?" Mr. Li murmured softly, looked at the people beside him, and said with a smile: "It's interesting to take autumn as the topic, and I don't know what kind of poems those present can make?"

The old man on the left smiled and said: "Yes, autumn has been sad since ancient times. If it remains the same, it will lose some flavor."

"It's hard, it's hard. From ancient times to the present, there are so many literati and inkmen. The habit of mourning in autumn is hard to change, but it is worth looking forward to. If it is said that it is autumn, it can be a masterpiece." Said another old man. .

Someone also asked: "Chunsheng, didn't you say that Luo Cheng has already accepted the poetry meeting, why is he still missing?"

Mr. Li smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry, little friend Luo Cheng has actually arrived in the Yinghong Building, and you will see it later, let the old man keep it up for now."

They were taken aback for a moment, and then replied with a smile: "So that's the case, I'm looking forward to Luo Cheng's performance."

Wang Jie was not far away, so he could naturally hear the discussions of several people. He frowned slightly, and couldn't help but thought, "Should I be shut up? This Luo Cheng is really putting on airs."

However, Wang Jie didn't express these thoughts, but looked at Miss Qiuyuan and said, "Miss Qiuyuan is indeed a talented woman, and it is appropriate to take the exam in autumn."

"Here, let me clarify the rules first. All the seats are filled with pen and ink. If a poem has been written, it can be inscribed on paper. It will be judged by several elders and then announced to everyone." Wang Jie turned around, looked at the crowd, and said in a tone Dun, said: "Do you have any objections to this?"

Seeing that everyone has no objection, Wang Jie nodded and said: "Since you have no objection, this poetry meeting has begun, and you can start writing."

Luo Cheng looked around and found that many of them were frowning and thinking hard.Autumn, this is a big proposition. Taking autumn as the topic is very simple, but it is very difficult to write well.

However, in Luo Cheng's memory, there is indeed a poem about autumn, which is suitable for use here.

He will not copy the kind of lingering grief, lovesickness heartbroken poems.Although he is a Wenchaogong, he is not a brainless Wenchaogong. He is only twelve years old and thirteen years old. If he talks about love and love every day, what will others think of him?

The most important thing is that if Dad Luo notices it, there will be a wave of miracles, not only not to stop his "puppy love" behavior, but to let him pull the object out to meet.

How embarrassing!
On the contrary, some ingenious poems are more powerful, and can better reflect his character that is different from ordinary people...

All the seats present were filled with pens, inks, papers and inkstones.If you want to write, just use it directly.Because the theme of autumn this time is really a bit broad, everyone is lost in thought and is not in a hurry to write.

Luo Cheng glanced at it, took the pen and paper, and started writing.He also didn't have any intention of pretending to be aggressive. He didn't need to wait until everyone finished writing and their eyes were all together before starting to write.

Finish writing early at this moment, honestly don't pretend!

When Luo Cheng picked up the pen, it was smooth and coherent, without any lag.Although his handwriting is not very good, it is enough to catch the eye.Luo Cheng came from time travel, and his calligraphy is seriously flawed.Mr. Li can naturally find out that he taught Luo Cheng the method of writing.

However, despite being taught by Mr. Li, calligraphy is not a one-day job. Even if Luo Cheng has an unimaginable memory and comprehension ability, it still needs to be practiced over time.

It was because of Luo Cheng's talent that he was able to get a glimpse of the way from a beginner in such a short time.Although this calligraphy is incomparable to that of Mr. Li and the others, it still has years of skill for ordinary people.

Starting with the title "Autumn Thoughts", the following is cadenced.Luo Cheng dipped it in ink and wrote his name on it.

Luo Cheng looked at his own work and was quite satisfied. Although this poem was not written by him, it was brought into this world by him for the first time, which is also full of sense of accomplishment.

After finishing writing, Luo Cheng put down the pen, glanced over, and found that many people were still in deep thought, and some people had already started writing, but the appearance of the words being paused, how do you think it was awkward?

Luo Cheng glanced at Hu Ba beside him, and seeing him frowning in thought, couldn't help being a little funny.If I wasn't a time traveler, I'm afraid I would have such a headache!

Or maybe, since he is not a time traveler, he will not even come here.The trajectory of his life has changed. The word "life" seems simple, but it is unpredictable.

"Brother Hu, do you want me to help?" Luo Cheng hesitated and asked softly.

Huba frowned and shook his head, and said solemnly: "This time Miss Qiuyuan came up with the question herself, how can I pretend to be someone else?" After speaking, he continued to have a headache.

Looking at the audience, the three known as the three masters of Beiping were the most calm. Although they had never written, they did not appear anxious or flustered.I don't know whether they are pretending to be coercive, or whether they have to wait until they are absolutely sure before writing.

Luo Cheng's performance was naturally noticed by Mr. Li and the others.Mr. Li took it for granted and remained calm.

The people beside Mr. Li couldn't help frowning, and someone said in a deep voice: "Whose disciple is this person? He is so perfunctory in doing things, and even if others have never written, this person is so flamboyant and pretends to be a ghost."

Someone echoed in a low voice: "It's really hateful that this person can get involved in my Beiping Junjie Poetry Club. This old man wants to see what this person can write."

Hearing this, Mr. Li couldn't help smiling wryly, stretched himself out quickly, and said calmly: "Whether it's a genius or a fool, you don't need to rush to draw conclusions, you'll know later."

He was also looking forward to it, what kind of poem could Luo Cheng write this time?

(End of this chapter)