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Chapter 492 I can only fight with my father

at this time.

Because of a monkey thunder thrown by Lin Hao.

The entire atmosphere in Liangxuan instantly became unusual.

Everyone's expressions.

First, it was as jaw-dropping as copying and pasting.

Then each thought was fixed.

It lasted for about ten seconds.

Only then did they come back to their senses one after another.

Followed by.

They were all curious about each other's identity.

Who?
who is it?

Who is the opponent?

This poem was written by.

It's really unparalleled and amazing.

It can be described in four words.

Unparalleled!

Really.

Without any exaggeration.

Look at the whole poem.

Unrestrained momentum.

The rhetoric is heroic.

The syntax is bright and varied.

The structure opens and closes greatly.

High self-confidence and complete inferiority complex.

Boundless joy and endless sorrow coexist.

The conflicting emotions remained violent and unbridled.

The huge waves of emotions that collided during this period.

But it can give people a dizzying shock.

Simply the pinnacle!

This is the kind of work.

Teacher Yuan Dajun, a great poet in his peak period among the judges, couldn't write it either.

However, now it was created so easily by a young man wearing sunglasses and a mask.

Cause
It's actually because of a few small hazelnuts
Even if you say it, no one may believe it.

So dreamy.

It was so dreamy.

Considering that the other party doesn't look very old.

For a moment.

Everyone secretly felt that this poem was copied.

But they soon denied themselves.

This kind of poetry.

If someone had made it before.

It is impossible to remain unknown until now.

"Did you really write this poem?"

Zhang Qi couldn't believe it.

He can accept the emergence of a comparable opponent.

But he couldn't accept the birth of a genius beyond his reach.

So he asked directly.

Change to normal.

What he said was very impolite.

Disrespectful.

But everyone present didn't find it strange at all.

Because they are now skeptical.

Even though the probability of copying it is zero.

But it can’t really be that this young man made it himself, right?

If you really have this talent.

Why has no one in the circle heard of this person before?

Makes no sense.

"Haha, this poem must be."

"I didn't do it!"

Zhang Xinlin was about to introduce Lin Hao's identity to everyone.

However, the latter's words directly hit his throat and he held them back.

Wang Xuehai next to him was stunned for a moment.

Neither of them knew what the other was going to do.

How come it wasn't you?

Who else could it be if it wasn’t you?

"What? You didn't do it?"

Lin Hao's words seemed to have some kind of medicinal effect.

Zhang Qi's eyes not only lit up.

His face also turned rosy.

Even the self-confidence that had just been lost was suddenly returned.

That haughty aura slowly permeated the whole body again.

"That's right, I didn't do it."

Lin Hao nodded and repeated it again, then looked at Dad Yu's position: "My dad did it, I just read it for him, right, Dad?"

Ok?
This sudden turning point.

Dad Yu was a little confused immediately.

How come it was all his fault?

He can do shit.

However, Dad Yu is not a fool.

The response speed is still very fast.

I immediately knew that this was a ploy that my uncle had made to hide the identity of the singer.

So he cleared his throat and nodded with a slightly rosy complexion: "That's right, this song "About to Enter the Wine" was composed by me on the spur of the moment, and I'll show it to you all!"

beside.

Cen Renguo looked shocked.

Chen Dede's eyes widened.

Don't know the specific situation.

I thought that the expressions on the two of them were caused by Father Yu's overbearing aura.

But in fact, what the two of them thought in their hearts was that Bilian didn't want this old guy at all.

He actually admitted it like that.

the other side.

Zhang Xinlin and Wang Xuehai were not much better.

It's not easy to be tricked by Lin Hao.

But the two of them were not as nosy as a dog or a mouse.

See through, don’t say through.

"I see."

"No wonder, there is an expert standing behind you."

"I have an impression. Is this the retired old editor from Jindu?"

"That's right, Editor Yu has participated in several poetry competitions, but he didn't do much before. I didn't expect that he would become a blockbuster this time."

"It's incredible that an old editor could write such a shocking work."

"This shows that Da Yin is hiding in the city."

"No, if you ask me, it has something to do with the accumulation of literature. The more you read and write, the more inspiration comes and it bursts out."

"Amazing."

People's bad nature is most vividly reflected at this time.

If the poem was written by Lin Hao.

One hundred people don't believe it, and a thousand people don't believe it.

Subconsciously, seniority ranking will be carried out.

Unwilling to accept losing to young people.

But after it was replaced by Dad Yu.

In many places, things fall into place.

Fortunately, no one cares about this.

purpose achieved.

It doesn't matter if it's him or Dad Yu.

"Okay, the time has come. You should have no objections to the song "Jiangjinjiu" being selected as the best?" After a long silence, Zhang Xinlin asked.

The crowd fell silent.

Opinion?

Can you have any opinion?
It would be strange if this poem didn’t give you a bonus.

Zhang Qi's song "Drunken Among the Flowers" is tough enough.

However, in front of this song "About to Enter the Wine", it can only be far behind.

The two are not on the same level at all.

The ravine in the middle is quite far away.have nothing to say.

Dad Yu happily went up to receive the award.

When I took over "Yuanlong Tie".

Both hands were shaking a little.

"Lao Yu, I have to lend this calligraphy to me for a few days to take home and look at. I can't give it to you."

Cen Renguo's eyes grew hot when he saw it.

The last literary meeting plus this Mid-Autumn Poetry Meeting.

There are so many good things in this old guy's house.

"That's right, Lao Cen has finished reading. I will watch it for a few more days." Chen Detong was not to be outdone.

But how could Dad Yu be willing to do it?

Lend things out.

I'm afraid I won't be able to come back.

"We'll talk about it when we get back."

He didn't refuse either.

I'm afraid these two guys will take action.

I can only comfort him first.

Cen Renguo and Chen Detong are not stupid either.

Just face it perfunctorily.

The two of them were completely unfazed.

The monk can run away but cannot run away from the temple.

"I am convinced that I lost this game, but I hope you and your son can keep up the next game."

in the interval of rest.

Zhang Qi did not forget to mock Lin Hao.

The memory of cracking nuts has been completely forgotten.

But now they are all replaced by the picture of fighting dad.

to be honest.

Still don't like it.

"as you wish."

Lin Hao answered briefly.

Zhang Qi nodded.

He sneered and walked away.

Yu Lanxin came over and said with a smile: "You really dare to say that, I was shocked by you just now, and I was worried that my father wouldn't know what was going on and wouldn't be able to catch it."

"It's okay. Dad can't catch me and come back again. He bites the bullet. They don't have evidence anyway." Lin Hao said with a smile.

"This poem is so well written."

Yu Lanxin praised: "I feel that with your ability, you can become a great literary gentleman."

"Come on."

Lin Hao smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I am already wearing many hats now. If I continue to develop in the literary world, I'm afraid you will have to stay alone in the future."

"Talking nonsense again."

Yu Lanxin hit him on the shoulder.

Lin Hao was happy.

After a while.

The fifth author, the famous poet Yuan Dajun, couldn't sit still.

He took out his winnings.

An exquisite inkstone carved from stone.

Not the usual black.

Some are purple.

It looks quite beautiful.

"This is a modern Duan Inkstone that I won at the auction for 25 yuan. It is called "Auspicious Beast". It was taken from Laokeng. It is delicate and moist. It is a rare fine product."

Yuan Dajun thought while introducing it: "As for the title, just use the word 'Lovesickness', everyone can play freely."

The crowd nodded.

Is it difficult?

Still the same.

It is quite satisfactory.

They are the same as before.

They all lowered their heads and pondered.

A few quick shooters didn't even think twice.

Just take the inventory and go up.

However, Yuan Dajun didn't like it too much.

Until Zhou Peiwen came out.

Only then was moved.

The car is far away, the horse is longing

Junyoudong Shandong Fudong

Ande flies vigorously to chase the west wind

May I be like a star like a moon

Bright and bright night by night

The moon is temporarily dark, but the stars are always bright

Leave it to wait until next month

Three to five, a total of profit and profit

This word is written extremely powerfully.

Write about lovesickness with distance.

The season has passed again.

under the overlap.

I just feel the emotion is getting deeper.

Touching.

But no one was scared.

Still showing off his works one after another.

Zhang Qi felt that it was almost time.

It's time for you.

He subconsciously glanced in the direction of the masked man.

I never thought that the other party would just come over.

这 是
again?
Zhang Qi paused.

He wanted to continue to see how this guy could compete with his father.

"what's the situation."

"Editor Yu made another song?"

"No, are you so productive today?"

"Awesome."

"When inspiration comes, you can't stop it."

"If this situation develops, Editor Yu may be able to join the Writers' Association no matter how hard he goes."

"Haha, let's listen first."

"This poem is called "One Cut Plum Blossom"."

Lin Hao said: "Let me recite it on my father's behalf."

"it is good."

Yuan Dajun smiled.

I didn't think much of it.

I thought this young man loved to be in the limelight.

But Zhang Xinlin, Wang Xuehai and Dad Yu each had their own ideas.

The former didn't know what medicine Lin Hao sold in his gourd.

The latter did not expect that the child would compose another song for him.

Not excited.

Red Lotus Fragrant Residual Yu Mat Autumn

Untie Luo Chang lightly, go alone on the Lan Zhou

Who in the cloud sent brocade books

When the wild goose returns, the moon is full on the west building

Flowers float by themselves, water flows by themselves

One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow
This can't be eliminated

Only under the brow, but our hearts

This poem.

It is more appealing than the previous works.

Even Zhou Peiwen felt that she had written this episode very well.

After hearing this poem.

They couldn't help but clenched their fists.

Not to mention others.

The euphemistic and poignant wording clearly expresses "things are different and people are different".

The use of the words "caixia" and "queshang" is simply wonderful.

Change your true feelings from overt to introverted.

The rapid emotional changes broke the calm state of mind.

The pain of lovesickness is shown in an extremely real and touching way.

(End of this chapter)