"Qiantang Lake, Chunxiao?" these two names made Xiao Ming feel a little familiar, but where had he heard it, Xiao Ming couldn't remember it for a while.

"Qiantang Lake!"

"Chunxiao, here!"

However, Xiao Ming couldn't think too much, and the next moment, from under the ring, two inner disciples, a man and a woman, actually jumped up. Two inner disciples, at the moment wearing a drifting robe different from others, jumped into the ring at this moment, looking extremely elegant, after a man jumped up, the fan in his hand couldn't help but open, self-reported to the door, he is Qiantang Lake.

And the woman named Chunxiao is also a small pu fan at the moment, and after coming up, Ying Ying squatted and protected her home. As soon as the two of them came up, they gave Xiao Ming a different feeling, as if they had seen two gentlemen at this moment, and a thick ancient wind came to their faces.

"Qiantang Lake Spring Trip, Senior Brother Qian?"

The two had just reported their home, and before Wang Fang could ask questions, someone next to them couldn't help but exclaim.

This Qiantang Lake, he is surnamed Qian, and Qian Qingfu, the county magistrate of Longhua County, is also surnamed Qian, this relationship is about to come out, and there is almost no need to think about it. That's right, this Qiantang Lake, but the son of Qian Qingyu, the magistrate of Longhua County, has been practicing for just one year, and he also jumped to the third grade very quickly, and became the inner disciple of Longhua Primary School, and because his father is the only junior high school student in Longhua County, before Xiao Yan came, he was the most popular and famous genius in Longhua Primary School.

Unexpectedly, it was just a small skipping exam, and Mr. Ding would arrange Qiantang Lake as the exam level. Some of the people below couldn't help but start talking.

Wang Fang can be regarded as working hard, and his fame is also big among the outer disciples. But now it seems that he has to face the genius of Qiantang Lake, he was in the third grade a year ago, and he has a junior high school father, who knows what realm Qiantang Lake has reached.

And Chunxiao, who came up with Qiantang Lake, can be regarded as a relatively famous inner disciple, Chunxiao is almost a childhood sweetheart of Qiantang Lake, the two are almost the right person, and Senior Sister Chunxiao's strength is not bad, now Wang Fang actually has to face these two people, and the people below are not optimistic, and even immediately suspect that Teacher Ding is deliberately arranging the exam to increase the difficulty, and does not want Wang Fang to pass so easily.

"Oh~ The son of the city lord, is this the Qiantang Lake?" At this moment, Xiao Yan, the genius who picked up the fame of Qiantang Lake, heard the following discussion, this is the genius who was even more famous than him before, Xiao Yan couldn't help but squint his eyes and look at the Qiantang Lake in front of him.

And at this moment, after coming up from Qiantang Lake, after reporting to his home, he also looked at Xiao Yan with a glance, and immediately, the eyes of the two were intertwined, and they actually faintly clashed in mid-air, as if an electric current flashed, making a sneering electric current sound.

The two actually had a trace of hostility inexplicably, and they seemed to be inherently incompatible.

"Quiet, quiet! What is the noise! Wang Xiaoer, Zhou Xiaohei, you two can leave the venue, you are not allowed to watch, in addition, the two of you go to the political and educational office to erase the contribution of one person and one little red flower!" At this moment, seeing that there were voices questioning his decision under the ring outside the exam because of Qiantang Lake, Teacher Ding immediately exerted his authority and directly pointed to the two people who had just made a surprised voice and the two who were arguing the most.

"Forehead ......"

The audience was glared at by Mr. Ding's sharp eyes, and the audience was quiet in an instant, and then Wang Xiaoer and Zhou Xiaohei, who were directly named by Mr. Ding, stiffened their bodies, and then glanced at Teacher Ding extremely aggrieved, and then, the two quickly drooped their heads and quickly retreated, and then, naturally, obediently went to the political and religious office to receive the punishment.

"Okay, Wang Fang, are you ready?"

At this moment, Teacher Ding was very satisfied with the silence in the audience, and then Teacher Ding looked at Wang Fang.

Naturally, hearing Teacher Ding's voice, Qiantang Lake and Xiao Yan's gaze at each other was also interrupted, and the corners of Qiantang Lake's mouth immediately hooked up a smile, and after glancing at Xiao Yan, his attention shifted to Wang Fang in front of him.

"Oh, do you want to fight?" Xiao Yan's gaze also retracted, and the corners of his mouth also hooked up a smile, this son of County Magistrate Qian, he really wanted to compete.

"Ready!"

At this moment, Wang Fang heard Teacher Ding's voice and heard the discussions in the audience before, but her face didn't change at all, as if she didn't care about the identity and cultivation of Qiantang Lake and Chunxiao, she had already been distracted, and she didn't seem to be affected at all.

"Okay, very good!" Seeing that Wang Fang's face remained unchanged, Teacher Ding couldn't help but nod with satisfaction.

"Alright, now that you're ready, I'll announce it!

The next moment, after Mr. Ding said a quick word, the figure disappeared into the ring all of a sudden, and at the same time, the hourglass next to his table began to flow again.

However, this battle was not as good as the last battle with Xiao Hua, Wang Fang did not take a quick attack like Xiao Hua, but stood in place and did not move.

Wang Fang didn't move, Qiantang Lake and Chunxiao almost didn't move, this strange start immediately aroused the curiosity of Xiao Ming and others.

However, Xiao Ming's curiosity did not last for two seconds, and the next moment, Wang Fang moved. A brush made of green bamboo suddenly appeared in Wang Fang's hand.

"Senior Brother Qian, Senior Sister Chun, I'm offended, I'm going to attack!" At this moment, the brush suddenly appeared in Wang Fang's hand, and Wang Fang did not attack immediately, but said a word to Qiantang Lake and Chunxiao very politely.

"Well, it's okay, Senior Sister Wang Fang, you attack, let's follow!" The three of them seemed to have a strange etiquette, before they moved, they were actually so polite, and the people around them looked strange.

"What does it feel like?"

However, Xiao Ming felt a little strange at first, but for a moment, Xiao Ming seemed to feel an inexplicable atmosphere in the simple conversation between the three of them, a gentle and elegant atmosphere, which slowly emanated from the three of them, and actually shrouded the entire ring in silence, so that the current ring was actually filled with an artistic conception that Xiao Ming couldn't explain.

This kind of artistic conception, this kind of pre-war atmosphere, suddenly evoked the feeling that Xiao Ming felt when he watched Ling Yun fight that day, and at that time, he also seemed to feel a kind of artistic conception.

"Then senior brother and sister, pick me up a song "Lu Chai". At this moment, it seems that a kind of artistic conception that Xiao Ming feels has reached its peak, and Wang Fang moved. At the apex of the artistic conception, the brush in Wang Fang's hand moved.

"I don't see people in the empty mountains, but I hear people's voices. ”

A poem, with the movement of the brush in Wang Fang's hand, naturally appeared in the air, and then, after this ancient poem was dispatched, the whole ring seemed to have a feeling of silence and deep forest, a silent empty mountain, and immediately enveloped Xiao Ming and others.

Then, Xiao Ming and others saw that as soon as this poem appeared, the words in the air, each of which was extremely mellow, made people feel a sense of appreciation when they saw it, and then this poem, after changing the surrounding artistic conception, seemed to be like a dandelion in the air, silently floating in front of Qiantang Lake and Chunxiao.

This fluttering ancient poem, at first glance, seems to have no attack power, and at this moment, it is still attacking Qiantang Lake and Chunxiao so lightly, this level of attack immediately makes people a little doubtful whether it has power.

However, at this moment, Qiantang Lake and Chunxiao saw these two ancient poems, and their faces were slightly moved. Outsiders look at the bustle, insiders look at the doorway. It can be seen from the names of both of them that their attainments in language are not shallow, and they both use ancient poems as their names.

The two ancient poems attacked by Wang Fang, "Lu Chai", are also average, and both of them have also participated in and practiced. However, these two poems at this moment have actually condensed a trace of artistic conception. Artistic conception...... This kind of thing is hard to find, I didn't expect Wang Fang to actually come to the rescue, and also gave the attack of the ancient poem, and it was really worthy of daring to apply for skipping a grade, and there was also a brush.

However, this alone naturally can't move Qiantang Lake and Chunxiao, and what moves the two of them is that at this moment, the text composed of these two poems sketched by Wang Fang with a brush actually has a trace of Wang Xizhi's calligraphy. The words in the two ancient poems actually have a hint of calligraphy charm, which is not something that ordinary people can understand, nor can ordinary primary school students write. For example, Xiao Ming can't write such words at all, even if there is a copy of Wang Xizhi's calligraphy, he can't write it without spending a certain amount of effort and energy to comprehend it.

Originally, the ancient poems themselves have a trace of artistic conception, and with the blessing of this artistic conception, the power of ancient poetry has also become greater, but now it is actually added to the ancient poems with a hint of calligraphy charm, and the blessing of artistic conception and charm is not as simple as one plus one.

"Spring dawn, spring sleep is not aware, everywhere I smell birds. ”

"The chaotic flowers of Qiantang Lake in spring are gradually becoming charming, and the shallow grass can have no horseshoe!"

Between Chunxiao and Qiantang Lake's thinking, this poem containing the charm of calligraphy and the artistic conception of ancient poetry has been slowly pasted in front of the two of them, and the two of them, as senior brothers and sisters, naturally can't retreat, so the two of them can only take this ancient poem. But don't look at Wang Fang's ancient poems, they just attack them with one sentence, but at this moment, the two of them can only type two ancient poems in an instant to offset the power of Wang Fang's ancient poems.

"Ding, Ding, Ding......"

"Answer, answer, answer......"

At this moment, the ancient poems and ancient poems with deep artistic conception collide, different from the collision of mathematical equations and mathematical equations, three ancient poems and a pair of collisions, actually sent out a ding, answer, like the chirping of birds, like the sound of water drops and mountains, with the end of this series of tick-tock sounds, people can see that the ancient poems that have just fluttered lightly, as soon as they touch each other, they immediately disappear like the aura of returning to nature.

The fact that this situation can occur proves that the power of Wang Fang's two ancient poems can be compared to the power of the four ancient poems of Qiantang Lake and Chunxiao.

"Back into the deep forest, back on the moss!"

However, at this moment, her ancient poems were easily resolved by her senior brother and sister, and Wang Fang was not in a hurry, she had already expected that the last two sentences of Luchai's ancient poems containing the artistic conception of ancient poetry and the charm of calligraphy were written by her.