The super god lottery system of the glory of the king

Chapter 784 Master level
"Old Zhang really deserves to be a great writer. This poem he wrote is really wonderful!"

Ma Shi flattered, and everyone turned their attention to Zhang Keda's poem.

For a moment, there was a sound of admiration.

"The water in the Huaxi Wetland is rippling, and the curved bridge suddenly appears after a few turns, accompanied by leaning red plums, and the branches are spreading out with a smile. Tsk tsk, the writing is really good, vivid and vivid, just four sentences, it makes people feel like they are there! " Ma Shi read, not forgetting to praise.

Everyone did not forget to nod and praise.

"Where is it, it's just a random handwriting." Zhang Keda pretended to be modest and said.

"Hey, Lao Zhang, don't be humble. If you don't write well, who else can compare with you?"

Ma Shi said, and continued to read: "The snow hits the pear blossoms and floats on the shoulders, the proud frost and bamboo shadows are happy in the cold spring, the eternal name is long, and I have pity on my gentleman. Okay, the writing is really good!"

After Ma Shi finished reading, he took the lead in applauding.

Everyone present also nodded and applauded.

Although Zhang Keda pretended to be humble, he couldn't hide his complacency on his face.

Amid thunderous applause and repeated praises, Zhang Keda turned his gaze to Chen Hao, with a twitch of his eyes.

But to his surprise, Chen Hao's face was calm without any waves.

"Humph!"

Zhang Keda snorted a puff of air from his nostrils in disdain, and said to himself, you kid, keep pretending, and it will be your turn later, how can you pretend when you see it!
"Lao Zhang is really good. He has written such a high-quality work in such a short period of time. It is worth learning from all of us." Guo Nan agreed.

Next, everyone appreciated several works posted in the WeChat group, and the faces of the authors whose works were read all looked proud.

Although literary works do not distinguish between high and low, everyone still secretly competes in private.

But none of these works can compare with Zhang Keda's. In this regard, many people present are willing to admit defeat.

After reading several works, Guo Nan saw that Jin Zerui was always smiling and did not express his own remarks, so he asked curiously: "Jin Lao, you see that everyone's enthusiasm for writing is very high. At this time, why don't you also Have a few words?"

Jin Zerui waved his hands again and again, shook his head with a smile and said, "I'm old and my brain can't turn fast, so I can't compare to you young people."

"How could it be? Mr. Jin, your sword is not old enough, and you can say something casually. It's better than what we racked our brains to come up with." Someone flattered.

Hearing this, Jin Zerui laughed out loud.

With a smile on his face, he nodded and said, "Okay, then I will also say a few words, but there are really only two sentences, just listen to it casually."

As he spoke, Jin Ruize looked at the beautiful scenery around him, half-closed his eyes, and said slowly, "Bailu with Jianjia..."

Just as Jin Zerui said something, someone present immediately applauded and shouted: "Okay! That's really great! Master level!"

Seeing that the flatterer was a younger writer, Guo Nan glanced at him and reminded him with some displeasure: "Hey, Mr. Jin is writing, don't interrupt him."

Jin Zerui coughed, pondered for a moment, and continued: "The moonlight is over the water."

After the two sentences were finished, everyone talked softly.

The words are full of praise.

"It's like the wind from the sky, singing in the clouds and Hanli."

The two sentences came out at the same time, which directly attracted repeated applause from the crowd.

"Okay, that's it, I'll just say a few words." Jin Zerui said with a smile.

Guo Nan took the lead in applauding: "Old Jin really has a sword that is not old. These two lines of poems are really wonderful. I will transcribe and post them when I get back."

"Not good, not good, not as good as you young people." Jin Zerui waved his hands and said modestly.

"Where, Mr. Jin is too modest. If your writing is not good, then what we posted in the WeChat group just now is a pile of scrap metal?" Zhang Keda said flatteringly.

"No, no, no, you don't need to compliment me deliberately, you should put more praise on your own works, you are all excellent." Jin Zerui said with a big smile.

It can be seen that although he refuses too much praise, everyone present praises him, and he is still in a good mood.

After a round of work sharing, everyone's faces were very happy.

Zhang Keda kept holding his breath in his heart.

He turned his attention to Chen Hao.

"Hey, everyone's works were shared in the WeChat group just now, but I look around, and it seems that there is still one person missing."

When he was speaking, he kept his eyes on Chen Hao, so everyone present knew that the few people were referring to Chen Hao.

"That's right, classmate Chen Hao, just now when you exchanged literary works, you made everyone look at you with admiration. Even Mr. Jin was full of praise for you. Presumably you are also very good at writing poems this time, right?"

Guo Nan looked at Chen Hao and said with a smile: "Share your work, and if you have a good work, don't hide it, let everyone see it."

Zhang Keda followed closely behind, looked at Chen Hao and said, "That's right, just now you said that you can create it in 3 minutes, and now everyone has posted it. If you don't post it, you are looking down on us, or are you Admit it, dare not?"

As soon as Zhang Keda said these words, everyone present burst into laughter.

Even Jin Zerui looked at Chen Hao curiously.

Guo Jingfei pretended to be kind and stood up to help Chen Hao: "Well, I don't think so. Chen Hao has been playing games just now, so he has no time to conceive, so he won't be able to hand in his work right now."

When talking about the word "playing games", Guo Jingfei deliberately emphasized the tone.

"Been playing games?"

Zhang Keda snorted a puff of gas from his nostrils, and squinted at Chen Hao: "Everyone present here has higher literary attainments than you, but they are still serious about the poetry creation activity just now, but you, you actually look down on Chairman Guo, and look down on Chairman Guo. Mr. Jin, look down on the people present, don’t take this event seriously, when you can’t play games, you choose to play at this time, what do you mean by that?”

Zhang Keda's words stirred up the anger of everyone present.

On the surface, Guo Jingfei stood up and wanted to rescue Chen Hao.

But in fact, seeing Zhang Keda taunting Chen Hao, he almost died laughing.

"I believe Chen Hao didn't do it on purpose."

"Hmph! I think he did it on purpose!" Zhang Keda scolded angrily.

Guo Nan looked straight at Chen Hao: "Student Chen Hao, didn't you just say that you can create it in 3 minutes? If you didn't complete it within the stipulated time, everyone will not blame you. In this way Well, I'll give you another 3 minutes, and you can create an article on the spot, which shouldn't be too difficult for you, right?"

As soon as Guo Nan's voice fell, everyone present looked at Chen Hao with calm eyes.

It was created in 3 minutes, which is obviously a bit of a force. Except for Mr. Jin who has the ability to improvise, even Zhang Keda dared not pat his chest to guarantee that he could create quickly on the spot.

(End of this chapter)