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Chapter 491 False
Zhang Xinlin was the fourth one to get up. He took a piece of calligraphy from the hands of the staff and introduced to everyone: "This is a treasure that I have collected for many years. It is called "Yuanlong Tie" and was written by Master Wang Yinghan. , has been preserved for more than ten years, and is still quite valuable for collection. Everyone knows that Master Wang Yinghan is a bold, open-minded and uninhibited person. He likes to drink on weekdays, so I will use the word "drinking" as the title. Any poetry is acceptable.”

Everyone listens.

Everyone's eyes lit up.

To know.

The subject of drinking is relatively popular.

They dabble in it on weekdays.

Even if you can’t think of it right now.

There is also a lot of inventory in my mind.

It’s not difficult to write it down.

It's hard to stand out among these people.

Soon.

Some people began to use their pens to polish their rhetoric.

There are also people who come forward and read directly after sorting it out in their minds.

Zhang Qi is neither impatient nor impatient.

While paying attention to the works of other literati.

While polishing your own verses.

About 10 minutes.

When you feel confident to win the championship.

He just stepped forward.

"I hope Master Zhang will like the song "Drunken Among Flowers" written by a student," Zhang Qi said loudly.

"Okay, read it."

Zhang Xinlin smiled and nodded.

At this time.

Many people's eyes quickly gathered over.

Zhang Qi raised the corners of his mouth.

After taking a breath.

Then the sound started.

"East City is gradually feeling the wind"

"Crack."

"Dongcheng gradually"

"Crack."

"East"

"Crack."

What the hell!

Read one sentence and make a sound.

Why don't they just follow their own pace?

Zhang Qi's entire face instantly pulled down.

Black ones won't work.

Turning to look towards the window.

The guy who just peeled the walnuts had hazelnuts in his hands this time.

The smashing is called a vigorous effort.

Even more annoying.

After he smashed it, he didn't eat it himself.

Instead, feed it to the woman opposite.

This is a poetry meeting!

A very serious poetry meeting!

What are you two doing here, fighting each other?

"I said, if you two like eating so much, why don't you go out to eat? Can you not disturb others here?"

I got angry when I was interrupted earlier.

Now Zhang Qi is even more angry.

He didn't shy away from people either.

He said this directly.

The two people in front of me looked young.

He only regarded the other party as a family member brought in by someone else.

So I'm not afraid of offending anyone at all.

As soon as Zhang Qi said these words.

Lin Hao and Yu Lanxin instantly became the focus of the audience.

Everyone looked towards them.

next to.

Dad Yu's expression changed first.

He knew that Zhang Qi was a disciple of Yuan Dajun.

The identity is here.

It’s not easy to have conflicts.

So he hurriedly stepped forward to act as peacemaker.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, for disturbing you. I apologize on behalf of the children." Dad Yu said in a haha ​​manner.

"Uncle, I don't mean anything else."

Zhang Qi's face softened slightly: "Your two family members have made all kinds of noises since they came in. It's really hard for people to concentrate. I hope they pay attention."

This is a bit exaggerated.

Just the slightest movement of Lin Hao and Yu Lanxin eating.

Basically no one noticed.

After all, my mind is on writing poetry.

What's more, the babble is loud and clear.

Who cares.

However, Zhang Qi is more sensitive.

Usually he likes to be quiet.

In addition, Lin Hao is not very pleasing to the eye.

That's when it exploded.

"Okay, okay."

Dad Yu smiled and agreed.

Lin Hao frowned.

I wanted to refute it.

But he could see his father-in-law winking at him.

I thought about it.

Still suppressed it.

But the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop.

Zhang Xinlin said with a smile at this time: "Little brother has been eating since he came here, but he hasn't participated in the competition very much. Do you want me to try this question?"

As soon as the words came out.

Everyone was a little confused.

No.

Who is this person?

Why did Master Zhang take the initiative to invite me?

And Zhang Qi.

Also looked suspicious.

A bit unclear so.

Only the few people who entered the room at the end showed no change in their expressions.

Start to think about it.

for this invitation.

Lin Hao originally didn't want to agree.

Be a salty spectator.

Nothing bad.

But he looked at Zhang Qi who was looking for trouble, and thought of his father-in-law's apology scene just now, but nodded: "Then let's try it, let him finish reading it first."

Let him finish reading first?
heard.

Zhang Qi couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

There's nothing wrong with this guy's brain.

If you cut in line and show off first, you might even win some applause.

You can compose poetry behind him.

Then we can only disappear with everyone.

"It seems that little brother has an idea."

Zhang Xinlin smiled, then looked at Zhang Qi and said, "Then let's continue first."

"Okay, Master Zhang."

Zhang Qi regrouped.

He began to tell his poems slowly.

Dongcheng gradually feels good scenery

Ripple ripples welcome guests

Green poplar smoke outside the dawn and cold light

Red apricot branches in spring

Floating growth hates little entertainment

Ken Ai Qianjin smiled lightly

Holding wine for you to persuade the setting sun

And leave the evening photos among the flowers

This poem comes out.

The whole house cheered again.Zhang Xinlin also had to nod his head in praise.

Although the purpose of the whole article is drinking.

The scalable environment is truly stunning.

The first film begins with a trip to the lake.

Sing the beauty of spring.

Paint a vivid and colorful picture of early spring

The second film contrasts with the healthy mood of the first film.

Enjoy the wine.

It is said that life is like a dream.

Carpe Diem.

"it is good!"

"This poem is wonderful."

"Zhang Qi is probably going to make another move."

"Too powerful."

"Killing crazy."

"I'm afraid we won't have to compete anymore. How can we still lose?"

The strong images in the poems are felt.

Everyone present was amazed.

If Zhang Qi in front gave them a strong impression.

That's ridiculously strong now.

This poem comes out.

There is simply no way to fight.

The road for those behind is blocked.

"Good guy, your apprentice is much better than last year."

The judges here.

Zhao Qinglong couldn't help but comment: "The writing is getting more and more sophisticated."

Yuan Dajun smiled and explained: "This child is born with a relatively high understanding of ancient poetry, and he usually works hard enough. It is not surprising that he has this level."

"Teacher Yuan, it's not surprising that you can't keep your mouth shut." Zhou Tingyun said directly to expose him.

"Hey, Teacher Zhou, others can say this, but you can't."

Yuan Dajun said: "I think your granddaughter's level is also very good."

"Peiwen is still lacking in poetry compared to Zhang Qi." Zhou Tingyun said truthfully.

"It also depends on the performance on the spot. Don't praise this kid. You are so proud now. I'm afraid you will be even more proud later." Yuan Dajun said hurriedly.

"What's wrong with Aodian? This kid Zhang Qi is proud of himself."

Wang Xuehai intervened and said: "In other words, this is called self-confidence. If you don't have any ability, you can't be arrogant even if you want to be."

"you guys"

Yuan Dajun laughed and shook his head.

But the approval of the lover in the eyes.

But he couldn't hide it no matter what.

in the field.

Zhang Qi finished reading.

He stood aside and looked at Lin Hao contemptuously.

The corner of the mouth with a faint smile seemed to say: "I'm done with the show, it's your turn."

In this regard.

Lin Hao was not afraid either.

Even when walking over.

Neither looked at each other.

Just ignored it.

No intention of showing off.

Ren Qunfang jealous.

A good life is always so involuntary.

No way.

Since you are so uncomfortable, you are looking for someone to abuse you.

Come on.

"Master Zhang, my poem is called "Will Enter the Wine"."

Lin Hao stood still.

He introduced slowly.

"Okay, let's get started. I'm really looking forward to my little brother's work."

What Zhang Xinlin said was not adulterated at all.

Last literary meeting.

He had liked the poems written by Lin Hao for quite a long time.

Especially "Shui Tiao Ge Tou".

It is no exaggeration to say.

That is the ceiling-like existence in Mid-Autumn Festival poems.

Everyone present counts as one.

I've definitely heard of them all.

But what they don't know is.

The author is standing here now.

"Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning"

"Don't you see, Gaotang Mingjing's sad white hair is like blue silk in the morning and snow in the evening"

Take a deep breath.

Lin Hao began to read it out.

His voice was not loud.

It's like a simple statement.

But even so.

Everyone still heard it.

Not only heard.

Their expressions were slightly stiff because of these two lines of poetry.

The same is true for Zhang Qi.

He originally thought that the other party was an idiot who didn't understand anything.

But this starts.
There is still something.

However, no one thought of it.

A more terrifying literary ravage is quietly unfolding.

You must be happy in life

I am born to be useful, and I will come back when my money is gone

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and the meeting has to drink three hundred cups
Mr. Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will drink, don't stop drinking

A song with Junge, please listen to me
Bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not expensive, but I wish I could stay drunk and not wake up

The ancient sages are all lonely, but the drinkers leave their names
When Chen Wang was in the old days, he feasted in peace and joy, and fought with thousands of people to have fun.

What does the master mean when you have less money? You have to sell it at your discretion.
Five-flowered horse, Qianjinqiu

Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell the eternal sorrow with you

Lin Hao recited it eloquently.

But the expressions on the entire scene, from the judges to the contestants, suddenly became interesting.

As time progresses.

Their facial morphology is constantly changing.

At the end.

It was as if he had seen a ghost.

He looked at the figure in front of him with disbelief.

"Oh my God."

"This poem."

"Absolutely."

"how is this possible"

"Who is this guy?"

"There are other poems like this?"

"I heard something."

The literati were stunned.

Dad Yu and others were shocked.

Zhang Xinlin and several other judges were also stunned.

Look at Zhang Qi again.

The whole person was already distracted by listening to it.

The originally rosy face suddenly turned pale.

"Impossible, how is this possible, how can you write such a poem."

Lost.

Zhang Qi murmured to himself.

Full of incredible.

What kind of joke is this?

He is a leader of the younger generation.

How could he be defeated by a random guy.

And this guy is not very old either.

fake!

It must be fake!
(End of this chapter)