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  Chapter 319 I once set my eyes on King Hou!

  The work written by Lin Zhibai at this moment is Lu You's "Bu Suanzi Yongmei"!

If Wang Anshi's poems about plum blossoms are simple and low-key, some people may not understand poetry, or some people who like to pursue gorgeous rhetoric will think that's just the case, then Lu You's poems about plum blossoms, no matter what kind of style anyone likes, at this moment Never dare to say half of the word "no"!

   While writing this word.

  Lin Zhibai has emotions.

  This kind of ups and downs of emotions is soaked in his calligraphy, and the cadence and ups and downs are turbulent. It can be said that every word and sentence is shocking!

   "The word..."

Mrs. Zhao seemed to want to say something, but she opened her mouth, but couldn't find a suitable description for a while, and she, who claimed to be quite talented, was inevitably at a loss for words at this moment, because the calligraphy had too much impact on her. big!

"what happened?"

  The peripherals still don't know what happened, but seeing Huang Yulou, Jiang He, Ji Quantai and others' reactions were not right, everyone became anxious.

  Lin Zhibai's side.

  When Zhou Tai saw these words, and even the whole poem, he was stunned. Hearing the commotion outside, he suddenly felt great pride in his heart, and immediately held up the rice paper with Lin Zhibai's inscription!

   "Everyone enjoy slowly!"

  Zhou Tai's tone was full of anger, sarcasm, and shock, as well as a hint of pride.

   Shua!

  Following Zhou Tai's actions, everyone got up and looked at the content on the rice paper. After only one glance, the scene fell silent instantly. Each of them looked like a duck that had been strangled by the neck, with only a pair of eyes that almost popped out of their sockets!

   After a few seconds.

  The audience finally boiled over, especially those few who remained neutral all the time, but the literati who chose to remain silent for some reason were even more insane!

"Oh My God!"

   "This word!"

"How can it be!"

   "How could there be such a word!"

   "Which master is this imitating!"

   "It's like floating clouds, and it's as shocking as a dragon. Even if everyone is present, it may not be stronger than this picture!"

   "And this word!"

   "This word is written on the surface of plum blossoms!"

   "In fact, every sentence is pointing people!"

  By the broken bridge outside the station, the loneliness is open to no one—

   This is the isolation of the literati against Baidi when poetry will come into play today!

  It’s already dusk to worry alone, and the wind and rain—

   This is clearly referring to A Lei, An An, Ge Wu and others deliberately making things difficult for Bai Di!

   Unintentionally struggling for spring, one term of Qunfang is jealous—

   Qunfang is not a good word here. This sentence can be understood as a confession, which means that he does not bother to fight with anyone, but some people, such as Ji Quantai and his like, must target him out of jealousy! ?

  Scattered into mud and dust, only the fragrance remains the same—

   There is no need to think about it anymore, Baidi was sentenced to lose by Jiang He and Huang Yulou, isn't it just "turning into mud and dust"?

   But the last point is the words "only the fragrance remains the same"!

   When you see this calligraphy!

   After reading this poem!

  Those people who have been targeting Baidi because of leaders taking the lead or literati grouping together, all blushed with embarrassment and almost felt ashamed!

  Shame!

   What a shame!

  Baidi single-handedly, using this character and taking such a poem, almost slapped all the literati in the Poetry Association. No matter how thick-skinned people are, they feel that their faces are dull at this moment!

   What scares them even more is:

All of this was live broadcast today, which means that Baidi's calligraphy is at its peak, and its quality is even more exquisite. plate!

  Who made Baidi calligraphy so good!

  Who made Baidi Ci so amazing!

   If this matter is not properly resolved, their backbone will be broken today!

  …

online.

  As Zhou Tai held up the rice paper, netizens finally saw the words written by Baidi!

  Boom!

  The whole Internet exploded!

  It's really strange to say.

Obviously, the netizens are not as proficient in calligraphy as the group of literati at the scene, and even put some excellent calligraphy works in front of many netizens. , belonged to the laymen among the laymen, but Lin Zhibai's words still caused a deep shock to them!

Why is it happening like that?

   This feeling is hard to describe!

  Probably the same can be explained as the charm of the Book Saint!

  The charm of Wang Xizhi who can write the best running script in the world!

   Of course, there is also the charm of the word itself. After all, anyone who has been to school can roughly translate the content of this word. Everyone knows that Baidi is borrowing flowers to write about people!

   Write himself!

   Also write poems about all living beings!

   "Is this divine calligraphy really written by Baidi!?"

   "Incredible!"

   "Why didn't he use it before!"

"Didn't Baidi say that he didn't want calligraphy to affect everyone's judgment on the poems, so he deliberately concealed his clumsiness. This is Baidi's style and demeanor. I didn't expect that someone insisted on using calligraphy to make an issue, but it directly caused trouble. Angry this godlike calligrapher!"

   "It's so shocking!"

"I am really convinced of Baidi's heart. It turns out that he didn't want to bully people with calligraphy before. Suddenly, he remembered that Baidi had written some couplets in the couplet competition before, but he also didn't show his calligraphy skills, because it was like He said, what should be compared with what, showing calligraphy is too bullying!"

"Ha ha!"

   "Comparing this group of literati and pure clowns, they actually said that Baidi's calligraphy is not good. He didn't want to bully you, so he just gave in!"

   "The key word is absolutely perfect!"

   "Every sentence is poking at the backbone of these literati!"

   "I suspect that Bai Di didn't intend to use this poem in the first place, but to save face for Ji Quantai. How could he know that these people are so shameless?"

   "This word has been used long ago, Ji Quantai is a fart!"

   "It's alright now, if you don't follow the rules, Baidi will directly overturn the table!"

   This scene is really shocking!

  Bai Di performed a show of pure personal heroism!

   A little tricky way to say it is:

  Bai Di originally wanted to get along with everyone as an ordinary person, but he didn't expect this group of people to be ungrateful.

  Then Baidi simply stopped pretending and had a showdown...

   And once Baidi is serious, a character like Ji Quantai will only lose even more ugly!

  No one thought of this before!

   Today, Baidi is alone, and countless literati in Qinzhou can't hold their heads up!

  As for those who support Ji Quantai, those who support Ah Lei, those fans who support those literati, they are completely confused!

  I can’t even fart!

   They all have eyes, so they naturally know that Baidi at this moment is like a **** descending, and no one can criticize him anymore!

  …

   Also in this live broadcast room, there are also some people from the calligraphy circle.

  As soon as Lin Zhibai's calligraphy came out, all the calligraphers who were watching the live broadcast immediately became numb!

   "This calligraphy!"

   "Is this his own style?"

   "Master Li, can you give an analysis?"

   "I don't deserve to be judged."

   "Bai Di is the real master of calligraphy!"

   "In other words, among calligraphers, he is also the absolute best!"

   "Because he created a brand new running script font!"

   "This font has never appeared in history!"

   "At Baidi's age, I can't imagine how he could write such characters, but there must be a place for him in the blue star calligraphy world in the future!"

  …

   Return to the scene.

  At this moment, the atmosphere at the scene was already weird. Lin Zhibai took a glance, and no one dared to face him directly!

  Including Jiang He!

  Including Topaz Lou!

   Including Ji Quantai!

  Even Yun Lan, who has been playing Tai Chi and football, couldn't stand Lin Zhibai's eyes at this moment, and moved away unnaturally...

to be honest.

  Yun Lan's stomach is full of regrets now!

  I should have spoken for Baidi just now!

  If I stand up for Baidi myself, I will definitely have a very positive image when everyone talks about it in the future, and I can be regarded as a very important and pleasing character in this good talk!

  However, there is no regret medicine in the world to take!

  At this moment, only Mrs. Zhao and Zhou Tai are left in the audience who can still laugh!

   "Don't say anything!"

  Zhou Tai rubbed his hands together and said, "Mr. Baidi, can you give me this painting?"

  Old lady Zhao hesitated to speak.

  In fact, she also wants this calligraphy!

   But there is no way, today is really too embarrassing, Bai Di was invited by her, but he was besieged in the end.

  Although Baidi cracked it one by one and beat everyone to their knees at the moment, Mrs. Zhao still felt deeply guilty and remorseful!

  At this moment, I am too embarrassed to say this with the cheek.

"You are welcome."

  Lin Zhibai said to Zhou Tai seriously: "This work is for you, it symbolizes our friendship."

   "Hey, that's enough for you!"

  Zhou Tai was excited, short of breath, and put away the poem as if he had found a treasure. So what if Lin Zhibai offended countless literati today?

   With this calligraphy, he feels that everything is worth it.

  Of course, even without this calligraphy, Zhou Tai would not regret it. At least he and Baidi became true friends because of this.

   This is what is worth a thousand dollars.

   It is also Zhou Tai's most precious harvest today.

   And when Zhou Tai took the picture, Mrs. Zhao's slightly cloudy eyes just stared straight at it.

   Even…

  There are so many literati in the audience, their eyes are also burning, and their hearts are longing for this calligraphy!

  Because this one is so good!

   This word is also great!

   Everyone knows the value of it!

  Lin Zhibai can ignore other people's thoughts, but he has to pay attention to Mrs. Zhao's suppressed desire.

  He really doesn't blame Mrs. Zhao, the old man invited him here with good intentions, and he never thought that things would develop like this.

   And today, Mrs. Zhao has indeed been speaking for herself.

  Since this is the case, he can’t treat one more favorably than another, so although he didn’t say anything, he will always find a way to repay the old lady’s…

   "Cough!"

  Jiang He coughed suddenly.

   The scene is already very ugly. If the poetry meeting ends like this, all the literati here will be spit on by people inside and outside the industry because of a white emperor. One mouthful of saliva can drown these people!

  Including myself and Huang Yulou!

  So Jiang He must let Baidi reconcile with everyone, even if he bows his head in person, he will not hesitate, otherwise he will be greatly affected in the future!

  Because Baidi's counterattack was so beautiful today, the news will definitely spread. At that time, wouldn't I have to wear a hat of being jealous of my juniors and seriously partial to my disciples?

   Then it will be lost at the end of the festival!

Thinking of this, Jiang He suddenly shouted: "If this is the song "Bu Suanzi Yongmei", Ji Quantai lost today, and the talent of Teacher Baidi should be the first in today's poetry competition, and it should be the youngest in the Qinzhou literary world. Be the first person!"

   Now you admit that I won?

  Lin Zhibai sneered, he guessed what Jiang He was thinking, this title was given to me, was it as an apology and compensation?

  Sorry, I don't like such a serious title. Who is the leader of Qinzhou's literary world is not something you so-called industry leaders can decide!

   Seeing that Lin Zhibai didn't express anything, Jiang He and Huang Yulou exchanged glances, and then said again:

"It's said that it's better to get rid of this enemy than to end it. Many literati today have some misunderstandings with Teacher Baidi. Ah Lei, Ge Wu, An'an, you guys come here, apologize to Teacher Baidi, and fight for Teacher Baidi. Forgive me, this matter itself is your fault!"

  Ge Wu's face was pale, Alei shivered, and An An gritted his teeth.

   But facing Jiang He's warning gaze, the three of them still walked towards Lin Zhibai slowly and said:

   "I'm sorry... Teacher Baidi... We shouldn't have attacked you without knowing enough..."

"I do not accept."

  Lin Zhibai said lightly.

  Because of today's game, if Lin Zhibai can't solve it, he will be the one who loses face at this time.

   "Teacher Baidi, give me face..."

  Jiang He smiled and said, "It's just me, an old man in the literary world, who is begging you."

   "Do us a favor."

   Huang Yulou gritted his teeth and said, and looked at Yun Lan.

  Yun Lan sighed, "Let's turn this matter over, Teacher Baidi, the poetry meeting should have a happy ending..."

  Three big names in the literary world.

  Lin Zhibai was unmoved.

  The three of them couldn't help looking at Mrs. Zhao.

  They felt that Mrs. Zhao's words might be more effective than them at this time.

  However, Mrs. Zhao avoided their eyes and said, "It's not my turn to talk about Mr. Baidi's matter."

  The faces of the three of them were a bit ugly.

   It was Ji Quantai who said softly: "The prime minister can hold a boat in his stomach..."

  Lin Zhibai smiled and said: "I'm not the prime minister, I only know that the villain has no integrity, abandoning the basics and chasing the end. He thinks of his friendship when he is happy, and thinks of his robbing when he is angry."

   Another poem!

  This poem is ordinary, not brilliant, it should be written by Lin Zhibai casually, it is really cruel to use it to scold people, Ge Wu and others feel their faces are hot, but they dare not protest.

  Lie flat, Ren laughed directly.

   Seeing Lin Zhibai swearing at people with poems, Jiang He and the others turned completely dark.

"I am the vice-chairman of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles. Teacher Huang is the leader of the Writers Association. Teacher Yun is also the president of the Poetry Association. The three of us are the seniors of the literary world. Should have a bigger heart."

  Press me with an official position?

  Use morality to kidnap me?

  Lin Zhibai directly poured himself a glass of wine, and his face turned slightly red after taking a gulp, saying that I am not broad-minded enough, right?

  Because I'm drunk!

  Lin Zhibai was indeed slightly drunk. He drank a lot of green ant wine today. At this time, his body was slightly shaking and he said:

   "I am Qingdu Shanshuilang."

   "Tianjiao distribution and laziness."

   "I once granted coupons for rain and wind, and I was tired of leaving clouds to borrow the monthly badge."

   "Thousands of poems..."

   "A thousand cups of wine..."

   "How many times have you set your sights on King Hou!?"

  Lin Zhibai walked towards the door, holding on to the door frame, he was already drunk, and his voice continued intermittently: "Jade Tower, Golden Tower, go back lazily, and drunk Luoyang with plum blossoms..."

  The poetry meeting is not over yet.

  The poetry meeting is over.

   What I want to write the most in Poetry Club is the last paragraph. It is not only suitable for the occasion, but the most important thing is to be domineering and handsome by the protagonist.

  (end of this chapter)