Chapter Ninety-Five: It's Lu Ban? [Thank you Jiuyue T A T helm for the reward]

Lu Ban's poem has just written a few words.

It's not finished yet.

But Lu Xun has been deeply attracted by Lu Ban's words, the brushstrokes are free, the font is strong and powerful, Lu Xun thinks that he has made a small achievement in calligraphy, but when his "eyes" and Lu Ban's words are put together, he can only sigh gloomily.

Consider oneself inferior to another.

There was a lot of discussion in the audience.

"What is this written about......"

"Modern poetry?"

"Tan Yaodong's poetry club, using modern poetry to answer questions, I'm afraid it's not a smashing field, right?"

"It's a very well-written word. ”

"Writing modern poems with a brush always feels indescribably strange. ”

When Lu Ban finished writing, he himself breathed a sigh of relief.

I just used the [Calligraphy Master] skill, and when I write, I always feel like a hand is dragging me, which is indescribably awkward.

But I took a look at it myself, and it looked good.

He also doesn't know what kind of aesthetic poetry the literati of this world have, what if they don't like modern poetry?

Good calligraphy, right?

Anyway, he just looked up this poem.

No.

If you don't have it, you wrote it yourself, and there is nothing wrong with it at all.

Lu Ban found that he now copied without any guilt.

The skin is getting thicker and thicker.

……

When Lu Ban finished writing, everyone's eyes were focused on the big screen behind him.

Just two sentences?

Is this also called poetry?

But when everyone finished reading these two verses, everyone was silent.

Lu Xun originally just sighed that this young man's calligraphy was very good, but after Lu Ban turned around, he saw the two lines of words on the paper, and his eyes were stunned.

He muttered, "The night gave me a pair of black eyes, but I used them to find the light......"

The audience was silent.

There were all the best in the literary world, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

The young man on stage wearing a mask.

How can I write such a poem.

Lu Ban also found out that something was wrong, and he felt a little hairy in his heart, it couldn't be that he was found copying poems, right?

What if you ever had this poem, but you can't find it online?

"That...... I'm done, I'll go down if there's nothing to do......" Lu Ban smiled awkwardly, and then walked off the stage.

Lu Xun didn't stop him.

Just took a deep look at him.

Lu Ban was even more heartbroken by him, and hurriedly walked back to his seat.

Lin Haitang's eyes flowed.

looked at Lu Ban with a little more admiration in his eyes.

"Dad, you're amazing. ”

Lin Zhiyu said happily.

Awesome fart.

was all arrested, and Lu Ban sighed to himself that he was unlucky.

Fortunately, wearing a mask, no one should be able to recognize who he is.

He didn't notice,

Liu Xin sat there, looking at this poem, stunned......

Stage.

Tan Yaodong was also shocked, he originally wanted to watch Lu Ban make a fool of himself, but he didn't expect Lu Ban to be able to write such a poem, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Teacher ......"

"No comparison. ”

Lu Xun sighed and said, "No one here can write such a poem...... Including me. ”

There was an uproar in the audience.

You must know that since ancient times, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.

No literati would admit that their skills are inferior, especially a literary hero like Lu Xun.

No one thought that Lu Xun would be able to say such a thing.

You know, the young man who just wrote this poem doesn't look very old at all.

Lu Ban was also stunned.

Well?

Could it be that you are mistaken?

……

Meanwhile.

There has been a lot of noise on the Internet.

Because of Tan Yaodong's poetry conference, he also signed a live broadcast agreement with a certain dental platform.

"This poem is really good, it writes about the feeling I felt lost in the dark. ”

"Yes, even Lu Lao is ashamed of himself. ”

"That young man has a bright future. ”

"Hey, why does this person look so familiar, a bit like ...... Like ......"

"Do you feel familiar?"

"yes, I think I've seen it somewhere, I want to think about it......"

"I remember, it's Lu Ban, he's Lu Ban!"

"No, Lu Ban is just a star, he can also write poetry, you must be mistaken. ”

"It must be Lu Ban, I'll find a picture to compare. ”

soon

Netizens found Lu Ban's photo, and then compared it with the screenshots in the live broadcast, and everyone was stunned.

Is it really a land class?

I always thought that Lu Ban was just a star who would rub the heat, but I didn't expect that he was still a big writer?

It's unbelievable, right?

Not to mention this poem, just that hand-written calligraphy, without decades of skills, it can't be written at all.

At this time, the screen of the live broadcast platform was frantically swiped.

"I want to see Lu Ban!"

"I want to see Lu Ban!"

"I want to see Lu Ban!"

The staff of a live broadcast platform was originally interacting with the audience in the live broadcast room, and suddenly saw the sentence "I want to watch Lu Ban!" all over the screen, and was stunned.

They did a quick check, and only then did they know that the person who had just come to power was Lu Ban.

The leaders of the live broadcast platform immediately decided to let Tan Yaodong invite Lu Ban to the stage again.

Tan Yaodong is preparing to announce the next link.

The staff of the live broadcast platform came to the stage and whispered in his ear, he was stunned at first, and then his face suddenly turned blue.

The staff hurriedly whispered again: "The leader said that you can add money, but Lu Ban must come to power." ”

Tan Yaodong felt aggrieved.

But his arms couldn't twist his thighs, and in front of the money, he could only bow his head, not to mention that he signed an agreement.

Picked up the microphone, coughed lightly, and said: "I was shocked by this modern poem just now, but what shocked me even more was the owner who wrote this poem, I want to invite him to the stage again, I don't know if it's okay, Mr. Lu Ban." ”

Lu Ban's ass was not hot before he heard Tan Yaodong's words.

The camera was also aimed at him.

Lu Ban knew that he couldn't hide, so he simply took off his mask, and his handsome face appeared on the big screen.

"Is that him?"

"Isn't he a star?"

"I'll go, I'm sour, I'm so handsome, I'm still a star, and I can write such a poem, I really want to marry him. ”

"This poetry conference is really not in vain. ”

There was an uproar at the conference.

Perhaps this was the most shocking poetry conference they had ever attended.

Lu Ban stood up and motioned for the staff to bring the microphone.

After taking the microphone, he said with a smile: "First of all, I am very happy to meet you here, but one thing to note is that this is Mr. Tan's poetry conference, I don't want to be too noisy, this poem is also improvised, I hope you like it, I have some other things today, so I can't accompany you to continue to appreciate Mr. Tan's poems, and I have a chance to see you again." ”

With that, he returned the microphone to the staff.

Then he squatted down and whispered to Lin Zhiyu: "Zhiyu, uncle has something to do and wants to leave first, do you want to know obediently here?"

"Then I'll go with you. Lin Zhiyu pouted and said.

Lu Ban glanced at Lin Haitang.

Lin Haitang smiled and nodded in agreement.

Lu Ban sighed helplessly, feeling as if he was glued.

After they left, the whole poetry conference fell silent, and it seemed that after reading Lu Ban's poem, and then looking at Tan Yaodong's poem, I suddenly felt bored.

……

Lin Haitang drove the car,

From time to time, I glance in the rearview mirror at the Lu Ban in the back row.

Today's Lu class surprised her.

broke all her original impressions of Lu Ban, just like a mirror that was originally round, and with a click, after the glass was broken, she found that it was square.

Suddenly.

The mobile phone rang in the car, it was Gu Qiao's "Finally Waiting for You".

Lu Ban took out his mobile phone and connected the phone: "Hey...... Well, I see...... You ask Sister Luo to send it to me, and I'll think about how to deal with it after I read it......"

After hanging up the phone, he looked out the car window, and the buildings of the city were receding in a flash.

Lu Ban can feel it-

The thorn in my heart is finally about to begin to loosen.