The word...... What do you think of this word? Fisherman looked up with a strange expression.

"Hmm...... I can't tell...... Gong Wen, what do you think? Chen Gong shook his head and turned his head to ask Gong Wen.

"He's really a geek, it seems to be just a game he wrote casually, but ......" Gong Wen muttered for a moment, as if he was considering what to say. The two of them should have noticed that this poem is written as a dialogue between the cup and the owner, at most it is quite interesting, but it is also interesting to read, and on the other hand, the word does not strictly adhere to the tone of the word card, like prose more than like words, but the format is correct, it should only be used in prose syntax in order to be able to better express the dialogue...... Moreover, the subset of scripture and history is cast just right, and if you have to use appropriate words and phrases to comment on it, it can only be 'clumsy' and 'unique'. ”

The three elders were all talking in a whisper at this time, and they also felt that this song was not good, so they should take it out and comment now, otherwise it might really affect the performance of other talents. After all, the lyrics are too grotesque and unusual.

The three of them immediately reached a consensus, first pressed down the word, listened to Cao Yi's suggestion just now, and waited for everyone else to write it before taking it out for judgment, and then the three of them looked at Cao Yi together, and the other party was waving a pen at this time. The position they are doing now is not to see what Cao Yi wrote on the paper, unless they stand up, but in this way, it seems that they do not have the stability of their elders, so just sit and wait for Cao Yi to send the written words over.

Although they couldn't see what Cao Yi wrote, they could still judge how well Cao Yi wrote by observing the expressions of Wang Honghua and Yu Youwei beside Cao Yi. The two of them are closely observed, and they can completely see what Cao Yi wrote, and they are both people with poetry and books, so they can naturally judge the quality of a word, unless they ...... Unless Cao Yi writes the same as the previous poem.

Yu Youwei and Wang Honghua stood on Cao Yi's left and right, both looking down at what Cao Yi wrote, but the expressions on their faces were completely different, Yu Youwei had a happy look on her face, obviously very appreciative and confident in the words written by Cao Yi. And Wang Honghua was shocked, it stands to reason that even if Cao Yi writes well, it should be better than the two words "When is the bright moon" and "One Night Fish and Dragon Dance", I have seen Cao Yi's talent before, and now I should not be shocked by the frightened look now.

The three elders didn't know that the frightened look on Wang Honghua's face was not because of the words written by Cao Yi, although Cao Yi's words were indeed a real masterpiece, but at the point that Wang Honghua could accept it, it was not the kind of amazing talent that stood in front of everyone like a mountain, and the talent crushed and swept everyone.

What really scared Wang Honghua was Cao Yi's words! Originally, he thought that Cao Yi would continue to write in wild grass, who would have thought that it was a font that he had never seen before, he thought that he had been immersed in calligraphy for more than 20 years, and he had seen a lot of calligraphy fonts, but what Cao Yi wrote was indeed never seen. After Cao Yi finished writing Shangque, he couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"Brother Cao, this calligraphy ......"

"Skinny gold." Cao Yi didn't raise his head, said casually, and after a while, added: "I created it myself!" ”

"Self-created ...... Homemade ...... Homemade! Wang Honghualeng was there, and these three words kept circling in his mind.

Since ancient times, there are very few people who can create their own calligraphy schools, all of which are a generation of calligraphers, even if they are not respected as calligraphy saints, at least they are masters of various schools of calligraphy......

Wang Honghua couldn't help but glance at Cao Yi's face, he didn't even have a beard until he was young...... This is just a sixteen-year-old boy......

Wang Honghua, who sighed in his heart, looked at the handwriting that Cao Yi was writing, which seemed to be similar to Xue Yao's calligraphy in the Tang Dynasty. However, when Cao Yi writes about to come out, the pen is smart and fast, the handwriting is thin, and the pen movement can be clearly seen without losing its flesh, and the traces of the pen movement such as Teton can be clearly seen, which is a font with a rather unique style. And it can be seen that the calligraphy written by Cao Yi is more mature than Xue Yao's, and there are styles of Huang Tingjian, Chu Suiliang and Xue Ji.

This...... Is...... Wicked!

Wang Honghua shook his head, threw away the messy thoughts in his heart, and instead immersed himself in the words written by Cao Yi, who had been paying attention to calligraphy and fonts before, but did not pay attention to this "best word".

"Xijiangyue" ......" Wang Honghua silently recited in his heart, another kind of word card, this Cao Yi is easy to come to all kinds of word cards, every word passed before is a different word card, and I haven't written "Xijiang Yue" before, I don't know what this word will be, Wang Honghua continues to look down with anticipation.

"Every day, the glass of wine is full, and the flowers bloom in the small garden. Singing and dancing by himself, unrestrained and unhindered......" Wang Honghua showed a leisurely look on his face, obviously influenced by Cao Yi's words.

The first two sentences depict the life of the lyricist before drinking flowers all day long, "a deep cup full of wine" depicts the drinking heartily, and the flowers in the small garden point out the elegance of living. There is not a single word that describes people, but it points out the idle life of the lyricist who is obsessed with poetry and hop tea. The three "self" characters and the three "none" characters are overlapped at intervals, highlighting the feeling of freedom and self-satisfaction.

It can be said that the whole Shangque is filled with a sense of relaxation and comfort, and the writing is smooth and infectious.

Wang Honghua raised his head and glanced at Cao Yi, at this time Cao Yi had finished writing the poem, and seemed to be silently reciting the words he had just written, with a calm expression.

"There are several spring dreams in Qingshi, and how many geniuses are in Hongchen. No need to worry and arrange, get it now. After Wang Honghua finished reading the next word, he read through the whole poem again, and he admired Cao Yi's talent more and more, this poem was not as amazing and sharp as Cao Yi's previous poems. The rhetoric is not gorgeous, and there are not too many quotations, and the language can even be described in a simple way, but the whole poem has a long meaning, which makes people think deeply, and it can be said that it is a fresh and elegant, natural charm of the small words, and the meaning is good.

Cao Yi looked at the words he had written, with a happy smile on his face, in fact, in the thesaurus in his mind, this word was not the best among all the words describing wine, but it was his favorite, so he wrote this word out at this moment

"Three elders, this poem ...... It's my favorite, and I invite you to read it......" Cao Yi walked in front of Diaosu and handed over "Xijiang Moon".

Diaosuo's temperament was the most anxious, so he quickly took the paper handed over by Cao Yi and looked at it carefully, and at the same time he had words in his mouth, but he didn't make a sound.

"Good words! Let's take a look. After reading it, the fisherman raised his head and praised, and then handed the paper to Wen Gong on the side.

"Sure enough, it's a good word!" After reading it, Gong Wen nodded and praised, and so did Gong Chen after that.

Hearing that the three elders were so praised, Fei Haomiao, who was sitting on the side, was already impatient, and he also took the paper and looked at it, with a proud and proud look on his face, his junior brother really deserves to be the first talent in Jiangning, although he has only seen the words written by Wang Honghua and Cao Yi, but Wang Honghua himself has been considered a stable performance this time, and even better than usual, but it is still not as good as Cao Yi's "Xijiang Moon", according to Wang Honghua's usual lyrics, the level of lyrics is the highest among everyone. Other people's writings should not be as good as their own junior and younger brothers' songs.

Although Wang Honghua said before that his writing level is not comparable to Duan Xinde, but it is just a modest statement, Duan Xinde is the best word of the younger generation, if you count the four talents of the previous generation, then the whole Yangzhou should be Wang Honghua said second, no one dares to call the first.

So now Fei Haomiao is fully confident that his junior brother will be able to win steadily in this writing competition.

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