Yun Duo'er leaned into Zhengying's ear and whispered, "Look at my dad's appearance, he fell in again this time...... By the way, Sister Ying, this person with the words is the grandmaster I told you about. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Zhengying also said in a low voice: "This is the grandmaster of the Nandu International Rock Music Festival?" ”

"Well, yes, it's him. When I saw him in Nandu that day, he was a rock fan, but now, how did this kid become a poet again? And also wrote such a Yuefu poem, is there really a genius in this world? ”

"Hehe, why doesn't there exist a genius? I used to hear my mother say that the current Yan Guogong was an out-and-out genius when he was young, but unfortunately, he was willing to fall because of love in the end, otherwise we Dahua would definitely have another master in music. ”

"Xiaoxin, what's going on with this live broadcast? Tell me about it. The sisters' conversation was directly interrupted by the middle-aged man's voice.

"Dad, actually, it's quite complicated to talk about...... Xiaoxin turned his head and said.

"What's complicated? Dad, I'll tell you! Xiaoxin, that guy listens to the wind and rain, if you listen to his explanation, he won't be able to tell you until noon. ”

"Sister, why are you always demolishing my platform?"

Yun Duo'er's chin was raised, and she was about to refute, when she heard the middle-aged man say, "Yun Duo'er, do you know this young man?" ”

"Well, of course I know him, and he has a good relationship with Ah Zhu."

"Okay, then you can talk about it!"

Hearing her father say this, Yun Duo'er's little face was raised higher, and she snorted at her younger brother, and then said: "Dad, this person on the screen is called Grandmaster, he is from our Tiandu, and the two advertisements that caused heated discussions on Royal TV some time ago were created by this grandmaster." However, he is not a professional in advertising, but a rock 'n' roll. Some time ago, he and his band participated in the Nandu International Rock Music Festival and made it all the way to the finals, but because of a misunderstood fight, they were disqualified by the organizing committee of the festival before the finals. ”

Xiao Xin added on the side: "Dad, that's because the master was framed. The master did fight, but they had to make a move because they stopped An Nanhou's son from robbing the people's daughter, and the real video of the fight on the Internet has long been exposed, and now people all over the country know that the master was framed. ”

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "I've heard about this." Well, Annanhou, tsk, this Annanhou is not a good thing, and I didn't expect his son to be a good thing either. This kind of person should be beaten! ”

As soon as Xiaoxin heard his father's words, he immediately looked at his sister as excited as if he had a baby, and said, "Sister, are you convinced?" Even my dad thinks the master is doing the right thing. ”

Yun Duoer rolled her eyes angrily and continued: "Because of the finals of the Nandu International Rock Festival, the chairman of the organizing committee of the music festival couldn't bear the pressure and committed suicide, but he didn't expect that the notorious Fan Cannon turned out to be a good friend of the chairman of the organizing committee, so that Fan Cannon jumped out and said that the chairman of the organizing committee was forced to death by the grandmaster and a few of them, so he fired at the grandmaster." ”

Xiao Xin took over the conversation again and said: "As a result, I didn't expect that Fan Cannon fired at the master for the first time, and he was choked by my master without dirty words, and he couldn't say anything." So this Fan cannon beckoned a pair of experts, as if it was called Wu Jiang's, and fired at my master on Feixin, but my master used two couplets, and directly choked that Wu Jiang and didn't dare to show up. Where did Fan Cannon suffer such a big loss, so he entangled the other two people, and proposed to fight face-to-face with the grandmaster on the online live broadcast platform, well, this is the current battle. ”

The middle-aged man nodded thoughtfully and said, "I know some inside stories about Shao Tianzhong's death, he committed suicide in fear of sin, and he was not forced to die by this young man called Grandmaster." That Shao Tianzhong is greedy. Stained. A bribe of at least three million Chinese dollars, your Uncle Junyi once talked to me about this last time he came to Tiandu. The Grandmaster is innocent. ”

"Dad, you're really discerning!" Xiaoxin smiled and slapped his father on the back.

Then Xiao Xin looked at his old sister and said, "Sister, now you know how powerful my master is, right?" There are a lot of things that are not caused by my master at all. It's like this time, in the name of finding an explanation for his old friend, that Fan Jianqiang not only pulled Wu Jiang over, but also Mao Xianning and Zhou Yun over, the purpose is to defeat the master in one fell swoop in this online live battle, which will ruin the reputation of my master. The results are seen now, right? My master used three lower couplets and three upper couplets plus such a poem, and directly beat those four old guys to the east and west, north and south! Hahaha, what a pleasure! A master is a master, mighty and domineering! ”

The middle-aged man asked with a smile, "Xiaoxin, do you particularly admire this person called Grandmaster?" ”

"Of course, it's not just me who adores him, there are many people in my class and in our grade who adore him! The songs he wrote are now the most popular rock in Dahua and even in the world, and now I don't know how many people are singing those rock songs he wrote! Moreover, today's performance of the master has given me another reason to like him and worship him. I really didn't expect that the master would have such a deep accomplishment in literature. ”

Seeing his father's curious look, Xiaoxin took out a piece of paper and a pen from the drawer, wrote a few lines on it, and pushed it to his father.

The middle-aged man picked up the piece of paper, glanced at it twice, and suddenly showed an expression on his face like seeing a celestial person.

"Xiaoxin, these things are all written by the Grandmaster?" The middle-aged man's eyes seemed to be nailed to the piece of paper.

"Of course, this is the first battle just now, the three lower links that my master came out of and the three upper links he gave to the other party! As a result, no one has been able to come out with the three uplinks until now...... And then there's the poem you're looking at. Of course, the stinky characters I wrote can't be compared with my master, just now when the pair was paired, the calligraphy master Mao Xianning personally admitted that he was inferior to my master in calligraphy. ”

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "That's right, the first three couplets, the grandmaster is quite good, and the scolding does not use dirty words." However, compared to the three lower links, the three upper links he came out of are amazing! It's really amazing, and I don't even have the slightest certainty that I can match any of them. Especially the last uplink, which can be called an absolute for the ages! It's really amazing that this grandmaster can write such a couplet! ”

Zhengying heard that her third uncle actually said such a thing, and a look of surprise flashed on her face.

What is the identity of his third uncle, Zhengying is very clear. To say that it is not an exaggeration at all, in this whole world, those who can be praised by their third uncle in literature can be counted on two hands.

And these people who can make their third uncle praise in literature are not some old experts and masters who have been mixed in the literary circle for decades, and gray hair is a common characteristic of those people.

And today, there is one more person who has been praised by the third uncle, but this person is very young, without gray hair, and only has a face of confidence and flying youth.

"Hey, Dad, sister, let's not discuss anything else yet, let's see that the master is ready to start writing the second proposition. This second proposition is the proposition of the word 'mountain', and it is necessary to write a poem about 'mountain'. ”

At this time, the computer screen in front of Xiao Xin had been divided into two, one side was the real-time picture of Fan Jianqiang's side, and the other half was the real-time picture of the grandmaster's side.

"Hmph, no wonder Fan Jianqiang's old mad dog would propose such a battle method, they have already done the poems of the relevant propositions in advance, and no matter what propositions they catch when the time comes, they will be able to write the poems made in advance in the shortest possible time! Dad, look at those four old guys, it's really shameless, they don't even think about it, just write it with a pen, isn't this cheating? ”

The middle-aged man touched his son's head dotingly and said, "Xiaoxin, don't be impatient." Looking at this situation, is the first poem also like this? ”

Xiaoxin nodded and said: "But isn't it, when I wrote the first poem just now, Fan Jianqiang and the others were like this, but my master asked for a bottle of wine from the staff, and after three sips of wine, this "Will Enter the Wine" was written. ”

"Hey, this grandmaster still has the demeanor of Li Taibai, the wine fairy from a thousand years ago......" the middle-aged man said with a smile.

"That is, even if Fan Jianqiang cheats, my master is not afraid, the matter of three sips of wine, this time...... Yo, the master has started drinking again, and now he will come up with another famous poem! ”

In the picture, I saw that the grandmaster grabbed the wine bottle again, took a big sip of "coo-dong" from the mouth to the bottle, wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, laughed and lifted the pen.

"Tsk, don't say it, this grandmaster really has such a chic and uninhibited taste! This style is also extremely overwhelming......" the middle-aged man said with a smile.

Just look at the picture, the grandmaster raised the pen and condensed, brewed for a while, and the next moment, the pen in his hand fell on the snow-white rice paper.

"Huh? This is a block letter! Why doesn't this grandmaster write a cursive? The middle-aged man touched his chin and muttered to himself.

The next moment, the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly widened, "Why is this five words so atmospheric?" ”

How is Dai Zongfu? Qi Lu Qingwei is gone.

Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk.

Swing the chest to give birth to stratus clouds, and decide to return to the bird.

It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance.

And at the top of this poem is the name of the poem - Wangyue! (To be continued.) )