Ouyang Zhenghua almost cried with joy when he saw Li An's three "goose, goose, goose!", and was moved to cry!

He didn't know if Ang Lee was really stupid or fake stupid, with Weng Lao's goose poem Zhuyu in front of him, who would dare to write a goose poem? Isn't that a slap in the face?

No matter how well you write, can you still write well with Weng Lao?

Thinking of this, Ouyang Zhenghua suddenly regained a little confidence in his heart. You are afraid of comparison, no matter how good your calligraphy is, you can't win the poem you wrote!

In particular, Weng Lao has already written a poem that is enough to pass on to the world, and if you write another poem about the goose, it won't be boring!

No matter how well you write, as long as you can't cross the mountain of Weng Lao, it's all in vain! That's all a joke!

When Ouyang Zhenghua thought of this, his face couldn't help but flush with excitement!

He seemed to see victory beckoning to him again!

And when the others saw Ang Lee's poem starting with "goose goose goose", they were all stunned!

No one thought that Ang Lee would also write a goose poem!

As a result, everyone in the pavilion had different expressions on their faces, and everyone had different thoughts! But there was only one thing in common, they were not optimistic about Ang Lee!

At this time, Jiang Ancheng looked at Li Ancheng, Jiang Ancheng's face was originally shocked by Li An's calligraphy level, which had gradually dissipated, and he hugged it and sneered: "I really don't know how thick the sky is!

Jiang Jingde looked at Ang Lee's poem, and shook his head slightly, although he didn't speak. However, the coldness on his face is enough to show that he is also not optimistic about Ang Lee.

Jiang Wan is the most anxious one among these people, she originally thought that Li An could win over Ouyang Zhenghua by writing a poem casually after seeing Ang Lee's calligraphy attainments, but she saw that Ang Lee was going to write a poem about the goose, which made her anxious!

We all know that the goose poem made by Weng Lao just now is not as exaggerated as the ancients and the future, but it is also a masterpiece that can be passed down through the ages.

With this kind of divine pearl in front of you, no matter how you write broken rice paper, you can't surpass it.

Moreover, at this time, Ang Lee wrote a goose poem again, undoubtedly hitting the muzzle of the gun, and he could only set off the uselessness of Ang Lee's poem, and he was ashamed!

As soon as she thought of this, Jiang Wan couldn't help but feel anxious! She didn't know that Li An actually had a better goose poem in her heart than Weng Lao, and she was stomping her feet anxiously for Li An at this moment!

With Li An's calligraphy attainments, what a good opportunity to show off! If Li An had won Ouyang Zhenghua this time, her father would probably never have gossiped again!

But it was such a good opportunity, but Li Ansheng missed it!

And Weng Lao looked at the three words "goose goose goose" at the beginning of Li An, and also smiled slightly, although he didn't speak, but he didn't put a junior's poem in his eyes!

After all, they're so many years apart. No matter how talented Li An is, no matter how the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, Weng Lao is very confident in himself, and it is impossible to put him on the beach.

Among these people, only He Daye, who knows a lot about Li An, He Lao's eyes flashed, he looked at Li An with great interest, he knew that the young man in front of him had an unpredictable personality, and he was also talented, and he couldn't be treated with common sense!

The few people in front of him, except for He Lao, who had some confidence in Li An, everyone else thought that Li An was crazy! He was looking for himself and was bored! He was arrogant!

But just when everyone was anxious about Li Ang and was not optimistic, Li Ang ignored the colored eyes of others.

Ang Lee's pen gestures are non-stop, the pen is open and closed, the pen is flying, and he continues to write:

"The song sings to the sky. ”

When Li An wrote this sentence, Jiang Ancheng and Jiang Jingde were still very unoptimistic about Li An, only Weng Lao frowned slightly, as if he felt a trace of unusual meaning!

At this time, on Li An's brush, the ink was exhausted, he dipped the pen in thick ink, and continued to write:

"White hair floating in green water. ”

When Ang Lee's third verse was just written, everyone else was not calm!

Jiang Jingde and He Lao glanced at each other, and they could see the surprise in each other's eyes!

And when Weng Lao saw Li An's third poem, he couldn't help but shake his face, and there was a faint look of excitement on his face!

Until Ang Lee didn't stop and wrote the fourth verse.

Weng Lao on the side could no longer control the agitated mood in his heart! He suddenly took the case! It startled everyone!

Then, ignoring everyone's surprised gazes, Weng Lao looked at Li An, looking at the concise and clear four-sentence poem written by Li An, his face was full of excitement, excitement, and amazement were reflected in the white-haired old face.

Weng Lao praised with a flushed face: "Good poem! Good poem!

Weng Lao's sudden admiration also scared Li An!

He was resolute and determined, holding the brush in his hand and not moving at all. Otherwise, if the hand shakes and the brush falls on the rice paper, it will be a pity for his handwriting.

Then, Ang Lee put down the brush in his hand, and he raised his head and looked around.

The surrounding Jiang Jingde, Jiang Ancheng, including Jiang Wan and Ouyang Zhenghua didn't seem to see Li An's gaze, their eyes were full of disbelief!

They looked at Ang Lee's little poem blankly, no one thought that this poem was written by Ang Lee!

Ouyang Zhenghua looked at Li An blankly, his face was bloodless!

Originally, he was still secretly happy that Li Anban had an axe, and he dared to write a goose poem in front of Weng Lao without his own strength, and he couldn't laugh at the slightest sound anymore!

He finally understood the gap between himself and Ang Lee!

Looking at the goose poem written by Li An in front of him, Ouyang Zhenghua suddenly realized in his heart!

No wonder Ang Lee dared to write a goose poem in the midst of everyone's disapproval, it turns out that people really have this confidence!

ps: The fourth !! woo woo. Seek comfort ... I was going to have an outbreak... Baozi was really speechless. This plot was brewing for some time. As a result, at the end of the writing, I can't write about that feeling! This feeling is so helpless and sad. Woooooooo The road is long, I will go up and down and seek. Come on!!Thank you for your tip.