Chapter 0264 is not a master

Hearing Lin Feng say this, Zhou Anbang happily, in Master Chen's surprised eyes, handed the brush to Lin Feng's hand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Master Chen glanced at Lin Feng, he didn't think that Lin Feng would be able to play any new tricks.

But seeing that Zhou Anbang was so calm and relaxed, and after Lin Feng took the pen, he didn't write directly, but raised his head and pondered. Master Chen had no choice but to "kindly" remind: "This little friend, time is running out, if you write, hurry up." ”

However, Lin Feng didn't seem to hear it, and it took a few seconds before he came back to his senses and nodded and smiled at Master Chen's friendly head.

It's just that his smile was too faint, there was no sound, he just pulled the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were also covered by sunglasses, but Master Chen didn't feel the smile, but looked like he was provoking.

All this was naturally seen by others, and they couldn't help but shake their heads a little.

Some people began to whisper: "This kid really doesn't know how to lift, and he really thinks that he can be regarded as a literati when he comes here?" ”

"It's rude."

"I really don't know what Mr. Zhou thinks, in order to let a junior be in the limelight, it seems that he is ready to give up the limelight of Jinghua University to others!"

"Alas......" someone already sighed, "Originally, the most likely to win the first prize were Jinghua University and Humanities University, but now, it seems that it is destined to be Humanities University." ”

"Not necessarily, Old Man Qiao's protégés are not vegetarians."

"That person is also a master of literature in the world."

"Anyway, this game of Jinghua University is no show."

……

The gang was muttering in the back, and the sound was not too loud, but it was enough for Lin Feng to hear.

I can't help but think that it seems that while these sunglasses block my face, I also pull hatred for myself.

But he didn't explain.

He's like this, what I think in my heart, whether I disrespect myself or not, I know. Why should you wronged yourself because of other people's misunderstandings and in order to make others comfortable?

He couldn't.

Besides, time doesn't allow it now.

They say theirs, Lin Feng writes his own.

Look at this time, it's less than a minute and a half before it ends.

If a poem is written in block letters, it will definitely not work.

Then you can only use line script and cursive script.

But there is no wild air in this poem, so I can only use the fast and elegant words of Xingshu.

It's time to try the effects of this advanced calligraphy skills experience book.

After thinking about it, Lin Feng dipped it in ink and began to write hard.

The first lines of words soon appeared on the paved rice paper.

It was also after this line was written, that all the gossip that pointed out disappeared in an instant.

This calligraphy!

It doesn't look like it was written by a young man!

If you want to talk about the calligraphy genius of teenagers, this Huaxia is not nothing.

But young people generally write in block letters, which are at best line letters.

In his early twenties, there should be no one who can write such a sense of vicissitudes.

At least, in their "high-level" literary circle, they have not seen it.

When the two minutes came, everyone stopped writing.

Lin Feng was also at this time, riskily and dangerously, and almost ran out of time.

Those who were originally marveling at the other five groups of calligraphy and the proper selection of poems all focused their eyes on Lin Feng's table at this moment.

A few people who were originally concentrating on writing poetry also turned their attention after stopping writing. They didn't expect that this Jinghua University would let a child write it. Don't you know how important it was to fire the first shot?

Besides, Mr. Qiao is also from Jinghua University. If Jinghua University loses too badly in the first game, wouldn't it be someone who lost the old man?

But when they subconsciously looked down to see what this young man was capable of and worthy of the heavy responsibility of taking the lead, that gaze never took his eyes off the paper.

"What a word."

"This poem? Has Ning Lao ever heard of it? ”

"New rain in the empty mountains...... I don't think I've heard of it. ”

"Maybe it was written by a small family, I don't know."

"No, it's a little inappropriate for Hua Lao to say this, can a small family write such a meaningful poem? I don't think so. ”

"The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream. Good poems, good sentences! is so free and casual, without effort, but can describe such an artistic conception. Absolutely, absolutely! ”

This seems to have been out of the category of artistic conception, and it should be said that the ideal realm of the poet has jumped out of the world. This should be a kind of Buddha mind. ”

Professor Xia is right. With such a moving and natural scene, the artistic attainment has reached the point of perfection, which is definitely everyone's work. ”

The time to write the poem was only two minutes in total, but now the sound of discussion cannot be stopped.

Master Chen, who should have pronounced the sentence "time is up", was also stunned by the little guy in front of him at this time. Thinking about it, I was still slightly angry just now, this person didn't appreciate it.

Now it seems that people have already made up their minds.

Seeing that everyone's discussion was so hot, and looking at this time, Master Chen had to clap his hands again: "Let's be quiet, let's ask Elder Qiao to announce the results of this first round of the competition for everyone." Old Qiao, Old Qiao? ”

"Oh, hehe," Old Man Qiao came back to his senses from Lin Feng's poem and said with a smile, "It's a bit rude, I accidentally walked into this little brother's poem." ”

"...... Uproar"

The audience was in an uproar!

Walk into the poem!

What a high evaluation it must be for the respected Qiao Lao to say such things!

It seems that this first game does not need to be announced, and everyone knows the result.

But everyone still had to calm down and listen to Qiao Lao tell the result, which was an indispensable ritual.

But the first sentence that Qiao Lao said was not the result, but walked up to Lin Feng and asked, "Dare to ask Xiaoyou, which master is this poem from?" ”

"Uh......" Lin Feng sucked for a long time, but he didn't break out a word. I had to tell a lie: "Actually, it's not written by a master." ”

"Gollum ......"

"Shhhh

In addition to the sound of gasping at the scene, it was the sound of swallowing saliva.

It's not written by some master!

It seems that they really guessed correctly, it was really this young man who played on the spot and created on the spot!

Old Man Qiao was also taken aback, and asked with a strong suppression: "Then Xiaoyou, who is the teacher of this calligraphy?" ”

Lin Feng hesitated again.

This old man always asks questions that he can't answer......

How to answer this?

I can't answer that!

It's not someone else's hand at all, so you can't just make it up?

You must know Master, Master, one day as a teacher will be a father for life! This is not to be taken lightly.

Finally, he gritted his teeth: "Go back to the old man, the kid taught himself." ”

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2016-09-26 22:06:55

(To be continued.) )