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Chapter 60 I Wronged You (Part [-])

The Zuichun Building is here, the sweet-scented osmanthus rain has been enjoyed, and the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting has also been watched. Lu Fujing and Zhang Twelve basically agree with each other—what's the point?

Glancing at the dazed Wang Yunshi, she said to Chen Qiaoxi, "Auntie, Yuner is gone, we..."

Chen Qiaoxi patted Wang Yunshi and said apologetically, "Yunshi, it's our fault this time. When I go back and give him a good lesson, I will definitely bring him to your door to apologize!"

After finishing speaking, Chen Qiaoxi and Lu Fujing chased the two of them out.

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Wang Yunshi bit her lip, thinking that staying here is really meaningless, she turned around and wanted to leave, but she caught a glimpse of the rice paper on the table, then turned around and stopped, reached out to pick up the rice paper, and looked up steadily .

Like everyone who saw Zhang Twelve Characters for the first time, Wang Yunshi's first reaction was: good characters!
Then unconsciously read:

Teenagers don't recognize sadness and love to go upstairs.

Fall in love with the floor, and express sorrow for the new words.

Today, the knowledge is full of sorrow, and I want to say something.

Want to say still off, but said the sky is cool in autumn.

Who wrote this word?

Wang Yunshi saw what he wrote here just now, so she must be the one.

And this word is clearly written by him to show that he is dissatisfied with the talented scholars present. "Forcibly expressing sorrow for new words", isn't it just what he said just now?
Although the word is not long, the whole word has a novel conception and is easy to understand.Concentrated sorrow is lightly written, and heavy words are lightly spoken.Containing passion in gracefulness, implicit and implicit, with light words and deep meaning, it has a unique and intriguing charm.

The writing style is fresh and refined, and the writing style is sophisticated and mature, but the realm shown in this poem is not at all like what a young man should have.

He is still so young, it seems that he is much younger than himself!

At this time, Wang Yunshi finally convinced herself that he couldn't be a plagiarist. If he only looked at the characters, he wouldn't be able to write such strong and proud characters without more than ten years of skill, let alone these words.

It was only then that Wang Yunshi remembered why he refused to write lyrics, and why he commented on Hou Junting's lyrics so much—it was because he disdained them!

Compared with what he wrote, those words can't be read at all!

It seems that I have really wronged him, whoever has such a talent and is so wronged and ridiculed by others will not perform better than him, right?
But why do you still feel wronged when you know you are wrong?
The more she thought about Zhang Twelve's naughty appearance when he said "it's none of your business", the angrier Wang Yunshi became: Isn't it just wronging you, can't you let me go?I am a woman!

Hmph, I wronged you!
Wang Yunshi angrily threw the rice paper on the table, didn't care what Wang Ba was doing, and left Zuichunlou alone.

And the rice paper fell on the table, and with a gust of wind, it slowly floated up...

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Let's look at Li Xiangbai again. Seeing the atmosphere here getting more and more intense, everyone's interest is getting higher and higher, and he is getting more and more happy in his heart. He thinks, it's his chance to make a move!
He has been preparing for today's Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting for several months. He has written and rewritten the poems, revised and revised them, and finally selected the Mid-Autumn Festival poem that he is most satisfied with.

He read Qin Yutong's lyrics. Although it was good, it was not as good as his song.

Thinking of the envy and admiration shown by Qin Yutong and other talented scholars and beauties to him when his words were published, he felt a little smug.

Especially Qin Yutong, last year you blamed me for not winning you, then I will win you this time and let you bow down to my Mid-Autumn Ci, hahaha...

Because everyone gathered around Lin Zimo's side to discuss Qin Yutong's words, Li Xiangbai's table was also empty. He took a step forward, coughed a few times, trying to attract others, and then began to— —To be precise, it should be dictation words.

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Who knew that at this time, the vision suddenly appeared.

"Hey, which son wrote this word, how did it fall to the ground?"

At this time, someone in the crowd picked up a piece of rice paper with words written on it from the ground, and asked loudly.

"Hey! Good character, good character! What kind of font is this, why is it so thin and sharp, I have never seen it before?"

"Extremely, extremely!"

Then a group of people chimed in there.

The talents who can appear here are either from a famous family or from a wealthy family. Naturally, they have never applied for the Lu family's book boy, and it is normal that they have not seen Zhang Twelve's handwriting.

And that time at the Lu family, what Lu Ziliang said, "All the famous talents in Liangzhou City are here" was just a lie that made his own face. come out?

"The word is a good word, and this word is also a good word. In my opinion, this word is even better than this word!"

"I think that although the words are good, the calligraphy is the essence. If you don't have more than ten years of skill, you don't have this level of writing power!"

Everyone was divided into two factions, arguing over which is better, the word or the lyrics, but they didn't know that the more they argued, the more they would set off the brilliance of the lyricist!
"Worry about writing new words? This word seems to be..."

Everyone is also a scholar, so they can naturally understand the meaning of this word. No matter how you look at it, this word seems to point the finger at Qin Yutong and Hou Junting, because just now, it was only the two of them who circulated and discussed the word. Is it the person who "forces his sorrow for new words"?
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It seems that someone wrote the lyrics and lost them, and everyone gathered around to point out and discuss, but no one noticed that Li Dacai was about to write lyrics. Li Xiangbai was very angry, put down his pen and walked over.

"Come on, let me see!"

Li Xiangbai aggressively pushed away the crowd, took the rice paper from the man, and looked at it.

Frightened.

cold heart.

This was his most intuitive reaction after reading it.

Surprisingly, both the word and the word itself are excellent. Although he is conceited, he also knows the gap between himself and this word.

What's cool is that his Mid-Autumn Ci that he had prepared for several months was in vain. Although this Ci is not a Mid-Autumn Ci, but the realm is so wonderful, even if he throws out the prepared Ci again, it's just cannon fodder !

"Hey? Mr. Li doesn't seem to have written the lyrics yet. Could it be he who wrote the lyrics?"

"That's right, I'm afraid that only Mr. Li has such talent and can make such good words among the people present!"

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Li came back from Liangzhou last year. It was a painful experience. He has made such progress in a year. It makes us scholars feel ashamed!"

"Master Li, did you write this word?"

Being asked by a group of people, Li Xiangbai's brain started to spin.

To be or not to be, that is the question.

Say no, isn't the previous effort all in vain?
Say yes, but what if someone finds out?
do not care!
Li Xiangbai's heart was broken, he took Qin Yutong down first, and then took her to Jingzhou, even if the Dong Chuang incident happened, he would not be here anymore, um, let's do it like this!
"Hehe, Li's clumsy work made everyone laugh!"

Li Xiangbai arched his hands and smiled at everyone.

　Hey, the data is so miserable that I don't want to talk. . . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)