After Zhou Jing'an decided on the topic, he asked his scholar to make the topic public, and then began to compose poems at home. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But before he could get any inspiration, the ink had just been polished, when he heard a little girl outside come to report that Hua Jin had made the first poem and copied it to him.

Originally thinking that it would be made so quickly, Hua Jin was also forced to panic, wanting to win with speed, so he didn't take the poem to heart, but when he saw the content of this poem, his eyes widened suddenly, such a high-quality poem can be called a classic, how did Hua Jin make it in such a short period of time? His first reaction was also the same as those scholars outside, this poem should be Hua Jin's previous accumulation, and he deliberately took it out at this time in order to shock people's hearts.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but despise Hua Jin, since I said that I would only compete now, it was natural to use the poems made in these twelve hours to prevail, Hua Jin used the previous accumulation to compete, it was a bit too villainous.

At this time, he still has confidence in himself, and he must let everyone see that he has made poems in such a short period of time, in this day's time, surpassing Hua Jin, but before he can wake up from his fantasy of winning, he saw that the little girl at home brought another piece of paper, and it turned out to be a poem written by Hua Jin, and it was another poem.

Originally, he thought that even if Hua Jin had an accumulation, it would be impossible for each one to have such a classic, so he picked up this poem more relaxedly, and when he saw it, he found that it was even more classic than the first one, and he was stunned, it was hard to imagine how Hua Jin did it, and made two such poems in such a short period of time, he had to persuade himself that it must be the previous accumulation, if it was not the previous accumulation, how could it be possible to produce such two classics in a short period of time?

But no matter how much Hua Jin has accumulated, it is impossible to keep the speed of writing poems like this, he insists on letting himself feel at ease and write well, but obviously Hua Jin does not intend to meet his ideas and imagination, but over and over again, hitting his self-confidence again and again.

For two whole hours, I saw their scholar's little boy uninterruptedly, copying the poems to him one by one.

"Hua Jin didn't do anything before, did he specialize in hibiscus poems?" Zhou Jingan definitely didn't admit that Hua Jin had made so many good poems in this short period of time, but said scoldingly.

"What did Brother Jing'an say? I just came from Brother Hua's house, and there were many people who witnessed that he had written these ten poems in a short period of time. The scholar in the blue robe entered the door gloatingly, sarcastically mocking Zhou Jing'an.

"Lu Yu, this is my home, you come uninvited, don't leave quickly!" Zhou Jing'an saw that it was Lu Yu, who had always been at odds with him, and scolded him angrily.

"Haha, why should Brother Jing'an be angry, it's better to admit the reality, after all, not everyone is a genius, especially Brother Jing'an, isn't it?" The man was so rudely driven away by him, but he didn't care, but instead shook the folding fan in his hand, smiled faintly, and sarcastically mocked him.

"Come! Send off!" Zhou Jing'an hates the Lu Gongzi from a family in front of him the most, the two of them have always been at odds with each other, and now because of Hua Jin, this person came to his house to insult him, which made him hate him so much.

"Brother Jing'an really doesn't have any hospitality, they are all from civilian backgrounds, or Brother Hua's etiquette is much more thoughtful!" Lu Yu saw him like this, he didn't wait for anyone to come to catch up, he turned his head and was about to go out, and he came by the way before leaving.

"How's Holly? Zhou Jing'an hasn't written a poem yet? I'll wait!" After Hua Jin finished writing ten poems, he began to sit down, drink juice and eat snacks, and then began to tell Hua Qian the story. After a long time, there has been no news coming, and I am really a little anxious, wanting to know what poems Jing'an can make that week?

"Young Master, Zhou Jing'an's poems haven't been posted over there, but there are other scholars who have already copied them and have already given them to you!"

Hua Jin was a little surprised, she had heard before that the reason why Zhou Jing'an was so arrogant was not really brainless. His poetry is still well done, otherwise she is so arrogant, and everyone will not recognize it. It's just that this time I don't know what's going on, and there is no news so far, this week's self-defined topic, I think there is always some preparation, right?" "Doesn't it mean that Zhou Jing'an's poems are very good?

Xu Shen, Ning Hao and others who were asked by her, but they didn't know how to answer her. Chen Gu on the side roared, "You think that you are like a demon, and you can make ten classics casually!"

Even if you have talent, if you want to polish a good poem, it is not like this can be done in a moment, if Zhou Jingan can make a classic work in twelve hours, that is, within one day, it is already very powerful, in fact, many people, even if they use it for a long time, may not be able to make good poems. There is only Hua Jin, good poems and good words come like cabbage, just like play.

Hearing their words, Hua Jin sighed, and then saw that it was getting late, so he left a guest, "It's getting late, I'll let Furong prepare dinner, and you senior brothers stay to eat!"

"It's really late, your sister-in-law is still waiting for me to go back for dinner at home, so I won't stay!" Zhang Pu saw that it was late, so he said goodbye and prepared to leave.

Wang Ming had already returned to the academy just now, Zhang Pu started, and after that, Chen Gu and Ning Hao also planned to leave. The Hua family stayed for a while, and when they saw that a few people insisted, they did not stay any longer, but sent them out of the door.

"Sister thinks, can Jing'an make poems that week?" The two entered the door, and Hua Qian asked Hua Jin.

"Who knows, but even if he could make it, and it was a classic, unless it was in the same quantity as mine, it would be a loss to me. Hua Jin said triumphantly.

"That's right!" Hua Jin nodded.

"My sister taught you a truth, that is, either we don't abuse people, if you abuse people, you must abuse people without temper, this is the ability!" Hua Jin felt that he had done a good job today, and after thinking about it, he would not have so many people to challenge him as before. At the end of the day, this guy is still lazy and unwilling to face those challenges and deal with these things.

"My brother has been taught!" Hua Cheng has always been very teachable to Hua Jin's words, especially such a solemn education, and when she said this, he naturally said that he had learned.

Hua Jin thought of a group of people who saw the poems she wrote, and then marveled, especially that Zhou Jing'an, who was self-righteous, felt very talented, looked down on himself, and insulted Wang Ming behind his back, so he felt that he had done too much praise. (To be continued.) )