Love Variety: The literary identity was exposed, Bai Lu was numb

The audience in the live broadcast room were all stunned.

How many seconds?

Thirty seconds?

You write poems so fast?

Play like this?

Can you do it like this? !

[I'm already stunned. Is Lu Yan's operation normal? ]

[How many? Thirty seconds? ! So fast! ]

[Hahaha! Another kind of calligraphy! It's too scary! ]

[We are both human, why is he so good? ]

[I'm selling melon seeds and mineral water in the front row. Does anyone want it? If not, I'll do it again later! ]

Professor Han Guang saw Lu Yan's calligraphy and speed, and then looked at the calligraphy he had already written!

His eyes widened, his mouth slightly opened, and he said in a trembling voice:

"Cursive...Cursive?"

That's right!

This time Lu Yan wrote cursive.

The cursive writing was very fast, giving people a very sloppy feeling.

The fact is not like this, cursive script can also be written very well, very master-level!

At this moment, Professor Han Guang felt that his cerebellum was a little atrophied.

Is this the third type of calligraphy? !

The previous ones were regular script and regular script! This one uses cursive script!

And it only took half a minute, thirty seconds to finish!

Professor Han Guang smiled bitterly, are there really geniuses in the world?

It seems that all geniuses are nothing compared to Lu Yan!

Liu Yifei, who was next to him, looked at the poem Lu Yan wrote for her, and her face instantly turned red.

It was written so well!

It was a little worse than the previous two, but this one gave people a simpler feeling than the previous two.

The look in her eyes when she looked at Lu Yan changed.

Bai Lu and Reba's hearts finally fell to the ground.

Fortunately, he did not surpass them.

But they were still very surprised.

Lu Yan can actually write cursive?

Counting the previous two calligraphy works, this is the third one!

How powerful is Lu Yan?

He masters three types of calligraphy!

So powerful!

Hua Chenyu and Yang Yang, both of them looked as if they had eaten a lot of Oli Ge.

If Lu Yan gave them the feeling of shock and surprise before!

Then Lu Yan gave them the feeling of a monster now!

Is he still a human?

He writes a poem in half a minute!

And he writes it so well!

Yang Yang looked at Hua Chenyu with a little more pity.

You just offended Lu Yan to death, are you finished now? !

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Lu Yan nodded with satisfaction, and said to Professor Han Guang in a calm tone:

"Yes, it is cursive script. I wrote the first two poems before, one took three minutes and the other took one minute.

Now it seems that if you want to write fast, it is better to use cursive script, which writes fast! And it gives people a chaotic but not scattered feeling!"

After hearing this, Professor Han's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

What the hell?

Is it human? !

What are you talking about? !

You are really not a human being, are you!

To write poems faster, you use cursive script? !

You can write a poem in half a minute. You are really not a human being.

You have the best calligraphy in the history.

You write cursive script? The speed is indeed fast.

But the quality of the calligraphy is still a little different from the best calligraphy in the history.

But for the sake of speed, Lu Yan would actually give up this point, which is really puzzling.

Well, Lu Yan's cursive script is also very good, with a master-level level.

At least he can't write it himself, he is really curious.

Whose literary giant is Lu Yan's son?

His literary talent is too high!

What Lu Yan didn't know was how much Professor Han Guang envied him for this little move.

One person masters three types of calligraphy!

Switching at will, he is really not a human being!

"Professor Han, how about the poem?"

"Do you believe it now?"

Lu Yan continued.

Professor Han Guang was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said:

"Wait... let me take a look at the poem..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Professor Han Guang's eyes fell from the calligraphy to the poem.

Professor Han Guang's expression was like a person who had eaten lemon essence.

I was jealous, I was really jealous!

What kind of thing is this?

The poem written in half a minute was better than any he had ever seen? !

Apart from Lu Yan's two poems, he really couldn't find any better poems than this one.

Professor Han Guang reacted from his surprise, his expression seemed to have aged by dozens of years, and his eyes became respectful when he looked at Lu Yan:

"The poem... is also well written!"

"Compared with the first two poems, there is still a little gap, but it is very impressive to be taken out at this time!"

"Really impressive!"

"Lu Yan, you... why are you so scary?"

He really couldn't think of any other words to express his surprise and helplessness.

I thought today I was just helping Xiao Bing to take a lookPoetry.

The result is this situation.

He was really surprised!

Lu Yan scratched his head and answered calmly: "It's okay, it's okay."

Sister Bingbing glanced at Lu Yan. Didn't this guy notice that Uncle Han's mentality had already jumped?

But it's not Lu Yan's fault. A literati saw this kind of scene, who wouldn't be mentally broken?

Sister Bingbing explained in a comforting tone: "Uncle Han, don't compare with him, he is a monster!"

Professor Han Guang smiled bitterly and shook his head helplessly: "It's really a monster, and he's so young!"

"It seems...'Chen Yan' will have an opponent in the future!"

Speaking of 'Chen Yan', Professor Han Guang's eyes showed a glimmer of light.

It's as if 'Chen Yan' is the lighthouse on his literary road.

Only 'Chen Yan' has reached the top of the domestic literary world.

All others are suppressed by 'Chen Yan'!

There is no way to shake the position of 'Chen Yan'!

But Han Guang saw hope in Lu Yan today.

Lu Yan is only in his early twenties today, but his literary literacy and literary background are already so impressive.

In time, he will definitely be able to match ‘Chen Yan’!

It is not impossible to even surpass ‘Chen Yan’!

But Professor Han Guang may not know... The Lu Yan standing in front of him is the famous ‘Chen Yan’!

Sister Bingbing covered her cherry lips and said nervously: "Is he... really possible?"

The name of ‘Chen Yan’ is known to all Chinese writers and scholars with high academic qualifications.

Who doesn’t know it? !

Is Lu Yan really capable of comparing with ‘Chen Yan’?

He is just good at writing poems, and compared with Lu Yan, that is a comparison of articles.

It’s not that simple!

Lu Yan was very embarrassed and subconsciously touched his nose.

Isn’t he ‘Chen Yan’?

Is he comparing himself with himself?

How can he compare?

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Professor Han Guang continued: "It's hard to say... At least now it seems that there is a little hope!"

"Today has opened my eyes, it's really amazing!"

"Xiao Bing, do you have anything else to do? If not, I'll leave first."

Professor Han Guang's bad taste came to his mind, thinking of those people from the Wentuan Academy.

Just show them these three poems.

Let them have a little shock!

Can't always be surprised by yourself!

Give them some!

Sister Bingbing first held back her surprise and glanced at Lu Yan.

I didn't expect Professor Han Guang to have such a high opinion of Lu Yan!

But now she knows that this is not the time to be surprised, there are more important things!

Sister Bingbing continued: "Uncle Han, don't you have instructions from the Wentuan Academy? Today you are asked to write a poem."

"Why don't you let Lu Yan try?"

Han Guang's eyes lit up when he heard it!

Yes!

Lu Yan is so amazing!

Wouldn't it be better to let him come?

But he immediately thought that this kind of thing should not be rushed.

After all, the literary group is already looking for someone.

What if it's already done, wouldn't it be embarrassing?

And what if Lu Yan can't write this poem?

Wouldn't that be embarrassing.

After all, tonight is just the beginning, there is still plenty of time.

[Ding! Solve the problem of the literary group! Write a holiday poem! ]

[Reward: God-level physique! ]

[Failure: None! ]