Liu Fei was flickered by Luo Yin's heartbeat, why don't you go up and try it?

Start the scumbag USB flash drive, open the search option, keyword-ancient poetry.

Liu Fei smiled confidently, Lao Tzu has 5,000 years of classic ancient poems as a backer, and he can't make a name for himself to spread to the world if he writes casually.

The text was filtered out, Liu Fei touched his chin, which one should he use with so many texts?

Feel free to click on it.

Bright moonlight in front of the bed, two pairs of shoes on the ground, phew?

Looking up to the sky and laughing and going out, a red apricot came out of the wall......

When we meet, it is difficult to say goodbye, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall......

There are no colorful phoenix wings, and a red apricot comes out of the wall......

The old man chatted about juvenile madness, and a red apricot came out of the wall......

Liu Fei: "......"

What kind of stuff do I remember, Liu Fei deeply repented for his past ignorance and unskilled, what a good cheat.

The 300 Tang poems were written casually, and the spiritual poems still had to fly all over the sky? That little bit of brain back then was probably all used to memorize crooked poems.

But......

As the text kept opening, Liu Fei's eyes became brighter and brighter, not to mention, there were really a few songs that looked very good.

Liu Fei smiled very sinisterly, wouldn't this be a waste of a prosperous life if he didn't write it?

"Little Luo Yin, go to you, Brother Fei will take you to write poems. Liu Fei waved his hand and said boldly.

"Haha, you really still have a crush on Grandpa's scholar treasure. The big god was about to make a move, Luo Yin jumped up excitedly, and she was a little uncomfortable when she hadn't been hit by Liu Fei for a few days on vacation.

As a scholar who can crush himself in all aspects, such a trivial thing as writing poetry is, of course, sprinkling water.

Li Nantian and He Ling also followed with great interest, Liu Fei's main subject is mathematics, everyone knows, but sometimes he will make some elementary school knowledge of other subjects blind everyone.

They themselves don't know where their blind confidence comes from, and when they saw Liu Fei writing poems in the past, they seemed to believe that he would definitely be able to write good works.

This is probably the blow that has become an alternative Stockholm syndrome.

Chu Pingkuo: "......"

These people are probably crazy, where did they get the confidence to think that they can get treasures by writing a poem casually, will they look down on themselves too much for scholars of the ancient literature school.

It is not for nothing that there is a specialization in the art industry.

Study well, you can compose songs, and you can also write poems, you think you are a land immortal.

Chu Pingkuo followed with great suspicion, could it be that the old man Yu shot behind his back to prepare a poem for this young man named Liu Fei?

Chu Pingkuo quickly gave up this idea, and Old Man Yu was a hero in his life, but the biggest black spot was that he never wrote a decent work since he became a war scholar.

Old man Yu can write poems, and sows can go up the tree.

By this time, the meeting was basically coming to an end.

There are only a few people who have the ability and courage to write poems, a large group of people around a few tables will praise this exquisite dictionary, and then say that it is plain and clear, and those who don't know think that a group of masters are pointing out the country.

In fact, it is a one-pass operation as fierce as a tiger, and if you look closely, all of them are two hundred and five.

Liu Fei and a few people came to Lin Guodong's table, originally wanting to keep a low profile, but with Luo Yin, the little princess of the Agricultural Division, everywhere she went, was the focus of attention.

"Uncles and aunts, let me go, my brother is going to write poetry. Luo Yin proudly hated Liu Feila.

Liu Fei was not polite with this cheekiness, nodded and beckoned, and the master was full of fan.

I feel like I'm the first to be the first before I write it.

Everyone laughed and got out of the way, and a few children were playing with who would take it seriously.

Lin Guodong is in a very good mood now, the director just nodded to him, nodded!

Speaking of which, this is also stained with Liu Fei's light, but I didn't expect him to know the little princess of the Agricultural Division, and he really underestimated his nephew.

Liu Fei slowly paced in all directions, rolled up his sleeves, and the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table were all available, and Luo Yin jumped and shouted to grind with Liu Fei.

Liu Fei smiled slightly, didn't say much, and held the pen in his right hand to prepare to dip in ink.

In the crowd, Zhang Wenzun, who had become extremely low-key, looked faintly and looked unpredictable.

But Brother Da Fei's eyesight is so powerful.

Do you think I won't find you if you hide?

It's useless, a man as outstanding as you, no matter where he hides, is like a firefly in the night, your melancholy eyes, the dissolute Mediterranean, have already betrayed you deeply.

Then Liu Fei put the pen down again.

"Brother Fei?" Xiao Luo Yin's face was full of doubts.

"What's that. Liu Fei said indifferently: "Give me the whole ballpoint pen, I won't use this thing." ”

Burst!

This bad boy!

Everyone laughed, Chu Pingkuo had no choice but to cover his face, he felt so stupid, just now he actually doubted this and that, Liu Fei He didn't even know how to use a brush, there was a Mao suspicion.

On the field, only Luo Yin always maintained blind trust in Liu Fei, and when he heard Liu Fei say that he wanted a ballpoint pen, he immediately rushed to find Liu Fei in the audience, and he looked like a girl.

Old man Yu's eyelids jumped on the side, although the age gap between the two children seems to be too big now, but they can't hold back for a long time.

In case later......

Old Man Yu couldn't sit still, he pretended to be light and walked towards Liu Fei.

I am a granddaughter, I must keep an eye on it!

Replace it with a ballpoint pen and it will be much more comfortable to hold.

Liu Fei sat down solemnly and was about to write.

was tossed by such a pass, everyone's expectations were bursting, and they all wanted to see what the "flying brother" who was madly worshiped by the little princess came from.

Liu Fei stopped again, with a shy smile on his face, and said embarrassedly: "I can't write it when I am surrounded by people, can you hide first." ”

Poof!poof!poof!

The sound of blood spurting in the audience came and went.

Where did this bear kid get so many quirks.

Everyone reluctantly let go of a five-meter square circle, which can be regarded as meeting Liu Fei's conditions. 、

Liu Fei smiled, seeing that the attention of the audience was basically attracted, then his goal was achieved.

That's what you want.

He spoke: "I have prepared three poems today, and I will present two for everyone to enjoy. ”

Hehehe, the tone is not small, and I have to write three songs when I come up.

Liu Fei finally put down his pen, word by word, very serious.

At first, everyone was still in the mood of watching the show, but ten seconds later, all kinds of exclamations of disbelief came one after another.

This...... The swirls on the paper are probably the light of the aura?

Not only the people who eat melons, but even a few scholars standing far away can't stand.

With a flash of aura, several people appeared in the onlookers.

The azure aura became brighter and brighter, and faintly, a whirlpool rose out of thin air, and Chu Pingkuo gasped clearly.

Original Baoguang!