As soon as it came out casually, it was a good ancient poem that few people in the whole of China could compose, and it didn't even take more than a minute to prepare!

When did such a ruthless person come out of the poetry world?!

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In the end, she could only reluctantly retort: "I admit that your ancient poems are very good, but my grandfather wrote modern poems, and there is no 'sex' comparable to ancient poems!"

"You want to play tricks, right?" Lu Yifan chuckled.

A look of shame was written all over He Wen's pretty face, and her bright eyes were still full of humiliation, but in the end she still stubbornly said: "You said that you want a modern poem and an ancient poem, and it is not the ...... I asked for."

The more you talk, the quieter it becomes.

Once upon a time, the granddaughter of the dignified sun-level poet Hezi also needed to be tricked?

"If I write another modern poem, I can still kill your grandfather in seconds, does the bet just now count? Or will you find all kinds of reasons to cheat and not authenticate?" Lu Yifan asked with a smile.

If you can write another modern poem that is better than my grandfather's, I will be your grandson's daughter-in-law!" He Wen gritted her teeth and said.

The so-called art industry has a specialization, and you must have spent a lot of time on this aspect of your attainments in ancient poetry.

And modern poetry is a completely different field from ancient poetry, she Hewen doesn't believe it, how high can you be in this!

At this time, the audience was silent, and everyone was waiting for this amazing old man to recite his modern poems.

He Wen's heart was tense, and her plump 'legs' couldn't help but clamp tightly.

If this old man really wrote a poem that was better than his grandfather, wouldn't he be ......

No!

No way!

Ha Wen, what are you thinking?

In the field of modern poetry, Grandpa Hezi is the most authoritative figure!

No one can surpass him in this field!

And Hezi was looking forward and scared in his heart, and he was very entangled.

He expects Lu Yifan to really come up with works that are stronger than himself, so that he can also know that there is a sky outside the sky, but he is afraid that Lu Yifan will come up with works that are stronger than himself and press himself down.

In the eyes of expectation, Lu Yifan stood with his hands in his hands, looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and recited softly:

"On that day, I closed my eyes in the incense mist of the scripture hall and suddenly heard the mantra in your chant.

That month, I shook all the prayer wheels, not to exceed, but to 'touch' your fingertips.

That year, I kowtowed on the mountain road, not for the audience, but for your warmth.

In that life, turning mountains and rivers and turning pagodas, not for the sake of cultivating the next life, but just to meet you on the way. ”

As soon as this poem came out, the scene was boiling again!

Applause, applause, the whole city!

After all, it is a modern poem, and it is much easier to understand than ancient poetry.

Tang Mengyao's delicate body trembled, took a deep breath and asked, "Grandpa, what is the name of this poem of yours?"

Lu Yifan smiled and said, "It's called "That Life". ”

"Not for the sake of cultivating the next life, just to meet you on the way...... Grandpa, I really love this poem to death! it's so beautiful!" Tang Mengyao said.

Lu Yifan is not a forgiving and forgiving master, walking in front of Hezi, Lu Yifan picked his nose and asked: "Teacher Hezi, I haven't studied modern poetry for a few days, I'm just a beginner."

I would also like to humbly ask you for advice, I would like to ask you to help me improve my level, can you give me some guidance on these two poems?"

Hearing this, Hezi almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, and almost went up to scold his mother!

Point?

These two poems are better than his poem "My Love" in terms of artistic conception and rhetoric, and they can't find any 'fault'!

He's pointing a fart!

Lu Yifan is mixing him in the cold!

Seeing that the old man with Hezi's face was not speaking, Lu Yifan continued to pick his nose and turned his head to the white-collar beauty: "Daughter-in-law granddaughter, I will call you now, you won't disagree, right?"

He Wen's 'glamorous' pretty face turned red, whether she agreed or not, and neither did she agree.

I could only bow my head in embarrassment and keep silent.

Hezi sighed and said: "Brother, I just didn't know Taishan with my eyes, I didn't know that there was a hidden writer like you in the world, please forgive me!"

"Don't fix those useless ones! I'll just ask you if the bet you just made counts?" Lu Yifan was unforgiving.

In fact, he didn't really want He Wen to be his wife, after all, even if someone agreed, just find a place to hide, and it would be strange if he could find it!

And he didn't bother to run around for a 'woman'!

To say this, it is nothing more than to weaken and weaken the arrogance of this old man and his granddaughter.

When Hezi heard this, he felt helpless and said: "Brother, this marriage matter is not child's play, how can you be so reckless and married?"

"Since you know it's not child's play, why do you want to bet with me? You provoked the trouble first, and I didn't 'force' you! I can see that you so-called great poets and writers are just vain in name, and you probably don't have to do anything less than turn your face and don't admit it, right?" Lu Yifan sneered.

He Wen gritted her silver teeth, glared at Lu Yifan and said: "Our He family's words count! If you are a granddaughter-in-law', you will be a granddaughter-in-law!"

"Wenwen, you ......" Hezi looked at her with wide eyes.

"Damn, I really agreed!" Lu Yifan was dumbfounded all of a sudden.

Looking at He Wen's snow-white skirt, the two well-proportioned 'legs' wrapped in 'meat' and 'colored' stockings, and the full upper circumference hidden under the professional suit, Lu Yifan couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

I just have another daughter-in-law like this?

He just wanted to teach these two arrogant grandparents and grandchildren a lesson, but he didn't expect that under the 'yin' and yang's mistakes, he gave himself another daughter-in-law who didn't know what family background he had.

"Oh...... That...... All right...... I'll contact you when I'm free, that, Meng Yao, let's go first!" Lu Yifan pulled Tang Mengyao and ran away like a thief.

Hezi sighed and said, "Sure enough, it's a master's style! People don't want to take advantage of us at all, they always want to tell me that my poems are too exaggerated!"

He Wen didn't expect that this aggressive 'forced' old man didn't 'force' himself anymore in the end, and couldn't help nodding and said: "It's rare to see a literary master like this." I didn't expect to meet in this situation today. ”

"Wenwen, if the master insists that you marry his grandson, will you marry?"

He Wen's face turned red and said, "I don't know either...... But I can't embarrass our He family, can I? But fortunately, I guess I won't see that master's grandson in my life. ”

Hezi nodded: "Well, too." By the way, are you going to officially go to Jiangdong University to teach next month? Teach well, don't embarrass grandpa!"

"Got it, grandpa!" Ha Wen sneered.

Poor Ha Wen, I don't know, Lu Nima's grandson, the university he applied for was also Jiangdong University.