What the? It's impossible..."Jia Wen also heard the shopkeeper say this, and subconsciously denied it.

To say that Feng Le can come up with a work, Jia Wen can still "reluctantly" believe it, but to say that his work can win the first place tonight, Jia Wen is also hard to believe, or it is difficult to accept.

"What is impossible, this guest officer, believe it or not, the position at the top of the list is indeed obtained by this Feng Gongzi." The shopkeeper said.

The shopkeeper's words seemed to reassure Feng Le, and at this moment he was looking at Jia Wenyi with a smug face, as if to say: "Master is such a cow, I don't accept you to bite me!" ”

"Okay, little two. You say that his lyrics are the best, so you should show us what to see! After listening to the words of the shopkeeper, Jia Wen also knew that it was not interesting to mess around with him, so he asked.

Even if the competition is held by Piaoxianglou, Feng Le's works have to be genuine, otherwise it will be difficult to convince the public.

"That's right! We also wanted to see his work. ”

"Yes, yes... What kind of work is it, actually comparing the works of Liu Wenye and Brother Liu? I'd love to see it too..."

……

As Jia Wenyi's words fell, the literati around him coaxed.

If you want to say that they are "defeated" to a master or a talent, they are also "convinced". But this is a "defeat" to a guy who "seems" to fight and can't read a word, how can this group of "students" be convinced?

"Ladies and gentlemen, please be quiet first..."Listening to the noisy sound in the hall, the shopkeeper had no choice but to raise his voice and shout.

Under the loud voice, it is indeed easy to attract people's attention. At this time, the originally noisy and noisy hall suddenly became a lot quieter. Everyone in the hall looked this way.

"Well, thank you. Now, I'll come over and post Feng Gongzi's work. The shopkeeper said.

"Little Second Brother, didn't you just say that Master Yan hasn't sorted out my works yet? How..."Feng Le asked with some concern.

After all, from small to large, Feng Le has never been the focus of others' attention like today. He was a little scared, afraid that if something went wrong, the focus would become a joke.

"Feng Gongzi rest assured, the lyrics, Master Yan has finished sorting out. It's just that there is still a song, and this one still needs to be arranged with the Crimson Girl to sing the song you sing, and I believe it will be completed soon. Now it's just a matter of taking out the sorted songs and opening everyone's eyes first. The shopkeeper said comforting Feng Le.

"Hmph... I'd like to see what lyrics this guy can come up with. can actually come out on top, how the work is not good, I will definitely make Piaoxianglou not come off the stage tonight. Listening to the shopkeeper's words to appease Feng Le, Jia Wen also read indignantly in his heart.

At this moment, I saw that the shopkeeper slowly took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, and then replaced the white paper that was originally pasted at the top of the list. After the second junior finished retreating, the people around the competition list leaned in one after another.

"This word is really a good word, it can be called a calligraphy master..."

"This is Master Yan's calligraphy! It's amazing, I sigh to myself..."

"Yes, yes! I don't say anything else, but I make a lot of money by looking at this word..."

……

The flowing lines of calligraphy on the paper leap onto the paper, and the font is centered from top to bottom. The brushwork is stretched, and it is pleasing to the eye. But in terms of this post, even if you don't read the content, it is also comfortable.

"It's... That's so well written. ”

I don't know if this man is speaking words or words.

"Friends in front, don't just look at yourself in front! What the hell is written in it, read it out and tell everyone...", the person who couldn't squeeze in behind shouted anxiously at the moment.

"That's right, the friends in front of me hurry up and help Niannian..."

…

At this point, someone finally began to read out the contents of the paper.

"The blurred picture, which looks very distant, is engraved in the heart, the familiar, the faces.

There isn't much time, and everyone knows it's a difficult road. There will always be people who will pick up this burden, move forward without regrets or complaints.

In an instant, when I was a teenager, I took a case and sprinkled my blood for my dreams.

Don't regret it, move forward, run towards a better tomorrow, and stick to the original oath.

Always, fight for faith, this is what I want to leave for tomorrow

Those people used to be side by side, but they didn't know where to sleep. Inside the book, their business cards are engraved. I never said goodbye, and in the blink of an eye, year after year, I was concerned about the blood connection, and the beacon fire was ignited to go to the national disaster together.

The long night is lonely, the moon is missing and round, and we will definitely be able to wait until that day.

No regrets, forward. Looking forward to a better tomorrow, we stick to our original vow.

Always, fight for faith, this is what I want to leave for tomorrow.

No regrets, moving forward, looking forward to a better tomorrow, repeating the original vow.

Always, fight for faith, this is what I want to leave for tomorrow

Forever, the home guarded, this is my wish, I can't let go. ”①

……

"This is..."

"Did he really do it?"

"It can't be that he wrote it! It's so well written... Why do I have an inexplicable sadness, a little hot-blooded urge... What's going on? ”

……

After the people who read the lyrics slowly read the lyrics, many people have an inscrutable emotion in their hearts that tugs at the string in their hearts.

"Brother Liu, what do you think?" Li Wang asked at Liu Wenye.

"Admittedly, his lyrics are better than mine. To be honest, I'm looking forward to what kind of tune Master Yan and Crimson Girl can compose for this lyric. Liu Wenye said with a wry smile.

After reading the whole lyrics, Jia Wen also stayed there quietly.

He knew he was losing.

Not why, because the pattern is different.

Even if you just read it, you can feel the tragedy of being able to sacrifice for the country in this lyric.

This kind of artistic conception, he can't learn.

At this moment, a voice sounded on the stage.

Everyone looked up.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry to keep you waiting. Now it's time to sing. In the past, after the competition, the red girl should compose and sing the music, but tonight's first prize is a bit special, and tonight will be sung by Master Yan. ”

"What? Master Yan sings? That's a rarity..."

"yes, it's been a long time since we've heard Master Yan come out and sing works..."

……

In the midst of a burst of heated discussions, a middle-aged man wearing a green coat and a high hat came out of the stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's polite here." Yan Hongzang hugged his fists and saluted.

"Master Yan is polite..."

"The music is on..."

At this moment, a different kind of music sounded on the stage, and it sounded like it had a story.

"The picture has been blurred..."Yan Hongzang said slowly, it felt like he was pouring out an admirable story.

……

"You won, I apologize to you..."Jia Wenyi said to Feng Le.

After listening to Yan Hongzang's song, Jia Wen couldn't calm down for a long time. He always felt that something was tugging at him, but he couldn't catch anything.

But, he knew, he had lost.

Hearing Jia Wenyi's words, Feng Le didn't make a sound, just smiled slightly bitterly, and said silently in his heart: "It's not that I won, it's that he won." ”

Note (1): The lyrics are from "Leave for Tomorrow", the ending song of the fourth season of those things about the rabbit that year. The song is good, and interested friends can search and listen to it. For the convenience of everyone to watch, the lyrics have been punctuated, everyone forgive me.

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