Ye Sheng said, "Let's see, see who can have the last laugh, maybe today, we can give an answer, whether it is a mule or a horse, we will always see it." ”

Everyone no longer discussed, but all looked at the field, the two young people, Chen Chen's side had already selected the characters, while the other side was silent for a long time.

In the end, in the midst of everyone's discussion, a young man who looked thin slowly raised his head.

He is the person currently selected by Jingcheng County, this young man is named Wen Zhige, nicknamed Mosquito, he speaks softly, if he doesn't speak loudly, he can't hear what he's talking about at all.

is such a young man, but he also has a great reputation in the literary world of Jingcheng County, and he belongs to the first place in the publications of Jingcheng County.

Even if the Basheng Dynasty really wants to publish, maybe it won't be able to fight this person, at least in a short period of time, it will not be able to surpass this person.

In the future, maybe......

His writing is as profound as having experienced a major event, every sentence can carry three meanings, the people on the bright side see the excitement, the people inside look at the doorway, if anyone just looks at the surface, it will deceive their eyes and blind their hearts.

The brilliance of his writing is like the pace of an old man, slow and long.

He said, "Let's do it, I am the only one who has the most spirituality for music, yes or no?" ”

After getting the nods of several people, Wen Zhige got up and went straight to the center of the field.

Facing Chen Chen, they each smiled.

"It's an honor to be on the same stage with Wendashen." Chen Chen said with a smile, he didn't seem to regard this stage as very important, and his mentality was always so calm.

"If it's really a god, you should hug my thighs, instead of talking to me plainly like you are now." Wen Zhige also smiled back, "We, there will be a battle in the end, won't we?" ”

Chen Chen said, "Yes, it could have been avoided, the situation made people, and it was a last resort, but it had to be done." ”

"Then what are you waiting for, let's get started." The two of them faced Qi Fengtian at the same time, and Qi Fengtian said, "You have to choose clearly, I count to three, and it is really decided, but it can't be modified." ”

Seeing Chen Chen and the others looking straight at him, the stubbornness in their eyes let Qi Fengtian know that they would not change their minds again.

So, he finally read, "The first thing about music is to write a poem and a tune for this day." ”

This seems extremely simple, isn't it just a Lantern Festival day, however, for the two teenagers, it depends on their reactions.

"What to do? The first song was so difficult, I thought it was just a piece of music to sing and dance, and now I have to write poetry, and I don't know if he can write it again. Ji Ningzhen sneered, "That's fine, if he loses, we have hope of winning the victory." ”

Tang Mulian held his hands nervously, no one can replace Chen Chen now, if this time we can join forces, then I can write a song, coupled with Chen Chen's unique musical talent, then it will be easy to win.

But now, Chen Chen has to face it alone, "I don't know if he can think of it, if he really can't think of it, in the second and third levels of music, don't let Chen Chen participate, otherwise, if he really loses, what can he do?" ”

Tang Mulian was lucky, and then scolded secretly, did he think too much?

Didn't Chen Chen also write a lot of poems before, not to mention, Chen Chen's lyrics writing skills in the poem "Spring River Flower Moonlit Night" really surprised her, and her grandfather was also shocked.

Chen Chen's literary skills have reached a point where they are deep and thorough.

"A little nostalgia, yesterday is gone

Looking vaguely at the door, there were still a few stars in the sky

The dream is still there, and the water is still flowing eastward

I grew up with the years

Ordinary and bumpy

And a touch of surprise

……

It's the Lantern Festival again, and I miss it deeply

The old father is still farming

The hoe was rusted, and his childhood was gone

I grew up with the years

Mature, steady, and lucky

There is a hint of apprehension

……”

Wen Zhige read softly and sang, his pen was upright, like a young girl, hidden in the living room, afraid to see people, the words were beautiful, but they were very deep.

Seeing the truth from the text, Chen Chen really didn't expect Wen Zhige to have such a touching side, he was looking forward to it, he had listened to his interview, his father was ill, and he was also the son of a peasant.

In the past, he was a frozen corner, but now he is sharp.

But no one expected that deep in his heart, there was still a tenderness in his heart.

From the Lantern Festival nostalgia, that touch of affection seems to be gradually returning.

There is no sigh, no worry, the ordinary is great, witness the miracle of love.

He was lamenting his father's illness, or he was still looking forward to what he was like when he was a child, when the family was happy even if it was poor.

I don't know if it's the change of the years that makes people's hearts change too quickly, or the reversal of the mood and the opposite direction, in short, he feels that ordinary people are different.

Chen Chen said, "Yes, being able to write it in a few seconds is indeed very talented." ”

Wen Zhige Qian said, "I don't have that much inspiration in poetry, I know how many catties and taels I have, but this competition is about music topics, and the emphasis is on music creation, so I can only reluctantly make a move." ”

Chen Chen sighed in admiration and said with a smile, "Then I will be ugly." ”

He lifted the brush, and the dragon flew and the phoenix danced on a piece of white rice paper, and Nuoda's handwriting was projected on a large screen, spreading out, and everyone saw it.

Chen Chen's pen is calm and powerful, soft and rigid, rigid and soft, not changing his pen and ink, but after a while, the paper full of handwriting has become a poem.

""Yuan Xi Ying Yong Ice Lantern", is pitying the fire tree Qianchunyan, and suddenly sees the clear light reflecting the moon......"

Qi Fengtian couldn't help but come, Tang Liancheng also looked sideways, everyone's work, the real everyone's work, I didn't expect these two people to create it in a few seconds.

Qi Fengtian glanced at Chen Chen, this kid was clumsy, just now when Wen Zhige started to write, Chen Chen's eyes calmed down, no, he has been very calm from the beginning, it seems that there is really no suspense this time.

Qi Fengtian stared at Tang Liancheng with envy, Tang Liancheng was elated, Qi Fengtian had to turn his head away and no longer look at this old man, it was too jealous, no matter how good things were obtained by Tang Liancheng.

"This poem is good, full of rhyme, subtle scenery, rare good poem." Qi Fengtian said slowly, Ye Sheng stood on the side, and said with a smile, "An ancient poem and a modern poem, you are really talented, but these two poems are not compared to the poems themselves, but to the music, so I won't judge the poems for the time being, let's continue." ”

Everyone looked at Chen Chen and the two expectantly, the talents of these two people have reached a point that is unacceptable to mortals, could they be Wenqu Xing, someone thought.

If they were themselves, they wouldn't necessarily be able to write a song in a few minutes.

"Next, it's the tune." Tang Mulian finally breathed a sigh of relief, he was scared half to death just now, if Chen Chen really couldn't think of it, he would really be sad, but if he sang it, the ancient poems would definitely not be as natural as the modern poems, and I didn't know if Chen Chen could get past it.

As soon as Tang Mulian put down a question, another mystery made her feel like a cat's paw, and her heart itched.

"He'll be fine, don't be afraid." Lei Shengming saw Tang Mulian's state, and then comforted.

"Not necessarily, what if he takes off my hind legs?" Ji Ningzhen sneered, still dissatisfied with Chen Chen.

Lei Shengming's face darkened a little, he didn't speak anymore, just put his eyes on the center of the ring, he really had nothing to say about Ji Ningzhen.

This person, compared with his brother Ji Ningjue, is far behind, this person is stingy and not worth associating.

Tang Mulian also snorted coldly, when is it now, he is really angry to hit Chen Chen like this.

Ji Ningzhen didn't notice at all that because of his words, he provoked the two giants, so he was very depressed.

"Chen Chen, you'd better fall from here, in that case, maybe I still have hope."

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