"This Luo Cheng is so terrifying!" Hearing the judges' announcement, Huba couldn't help but gasp and said.

Luo Cheng subconsciously touched the tip of his nose and smiled embarrassedly: "Haha, it's terrifying." ”

"I don't know what this Luo Cheng looks like, so powerful, after the poetry meeting, I will definitely get acquainted." Huba said to himself.

Luo Cheng was about to explain, but Huba said again: "By the way, little brother, you just wrote so fast, I don't know what the situation is?" I don't know if your name is on it? ”

Luo Cheng nodded slightly, there is indeed something on it.

Hu Ba thought of it, there are XX and ** in the same column as me, but I don't know who this little brother is? He wanted to ask again, and the question continued above.

"The first poem is that Luo Cheng won the first place, but this poetry meeting, a total of three rounds, also has three questions, three poems." So said one of the judges.

For a while, many people felt that their brains were painful, and they just burned their brains with autumn as the theme. How long has it been since another wave? There was a wail in the hearts of the people.

But at this moment, Mr. Li and a few people are in charge, and no one dares to refute it, so they can only bite the bullet and go ahead. Just one song is already racking my brains, if it is so rare to do it again, isn't it to go to heaven?

But fortunately, Mr. Li and the others did not embarrass everyone, and the elder who spoke smiled slightly and said: "You are here in the Red Mansion, there are few wind and snow, the love between men and women, so how about this second question, how about the topic of lovesickness and lovesickness?" ”

As soon as this topic came out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. If you write poetry, it must be the easiest way to write about love. If you have to write something profound, that's really brain-burning.

Wang Jie was also stunned, and then his face showed joy, he was the best at this. He is the best at writing this kind of poem, and he is also the most praised, and he can be praised as the three masters of Beiping because of his excellent love poems and lovesick poems.

"This time, I will definitely defeat Na Luo Cheng." Wang Jie said secretly in his heart.

The elder glanced at everyone, nodded slightly, and said, "Since there is no objection, let's start!" ”

"Love poems?" Luo Cheng thought intently, this is too simple. There are countless bigwigs who write love poems in history, and using poetry to write their emotions is the favorite way for readers.

"That's great." Huba beside him exclaimed and said, "Just take this opportunity to let the girl from Qiuyuan know what she is thinking." ”

Luo Cheng raised his forehead and glanced at Huba, what is this guy in his head? When do you think about women?

Luo Cheng simply ignored Hu Ba and took up his pen to write. Chinese history is thousands of years old, and poetry is also thousands of years old. Even if it starts from Tang poetry, it has a history of more than 1,000 years, among which there are countless excellent love poems, and there are many in Luo Cheng's memory.

But what suddenly came to his mind was a song "Thoughts from Thoughts: Fourth" by Yuan Zhi in the Tang Dynasty.

Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud.

Take the second flower bush lazy review, half of the edge of the cultivation and half of the king.

This poem can be said to be extremely classic. Even in modern times, it is still sung by people. A sentence that once the sea was difficult to water, except that Wushan is not a cloud. Loyalty to love.

Luo Cheng spread out the paper, first filled in the title "Leaving Thoughts", and then wrote four lines of poetry on the white paper. The poems are well known by heart, and they are naturally written very quickly, and they are finished in two clicks.

After finishing writing, Luo Cheng looked up and swept his gaze, and found that Huba was half a step slower than him, and he was also finished. I couldn't help but be surprised: "Brother Hu writes so fast?" ”

Luo Cheng smiled on his face, arched his hand slightly, and said, "Each other." ”

Luo Cheng rolled his eyes and said, "Brother Hu is so fast this time?" ”

Huba whispered, "I've been thinking about this poem for a long time, and I'm just writing it." ”

Luo Cheng touched the tip of his nose and asked thoughtfully: "Shouldn't you write this poem for the girl of Qiuyuan?" ”

"Haha, the little brother really knows my mind, this poem is indeed written by me for the girl of Qiuyuan, maybe the girl of Qiuyuan will be able to understand my mind when she sees this poem."

"Haha, yes." Luo Cheng said, "Even if I understand your mind, I won't fall in love with you because of this." ”

Luo Cheng didn't say the second half of the sentence, it was too heart-wrenching and hurtful.

On the stage, the girl in Qiuyuan, wearing a veil, glanced at the audience without a trace. She was thinking, who was Luo Cheng present? She didn't know Luo Cheng, and her impression of Luo Cheng was also known from listening to others' discussions.

But several of Luo Cheng's poems have already attracted her attention. A mysterious man with a talent beyond ordinary people is very likely to arouse the interest of women, and women will gradually become addicted to it in the process of understanding......

"Is that him?"

"Is it him??"

"It's ??? him"

"It's him......" Qiu Yuan's girl's eyes suddenly focused in one place, with a puzzled look in her eyes, she only saw this person for the first time today, but she had a feeling.

"Is he Luo Cheng?" The girl from Qiuyuan thought in her heart, and she was a little puzzled, she had already identified that this was the person who heard the song behind the wall before, but she didn't know if he was Luo Cheng?

"Is it really him?" The girl from Qiuyuan thought about it and couldn't help but fall into a trance.

During the banquet, Luo Cheng and Huba sat very close, Huba was a little unnatural, he vaguely felt that someone was looking at him behind him, and he couldn't help but turn around strangely, that is, he saw a gaze, looking in his direction, he was stunned at first, and then he was very surprised.

"Miss Qiuyuan is looking at me, looking at me?" Huba whispered, but couldn't help but be a little flustered.

"I'm looking at you! Looking at you? Luo Cheng looked curiously, and saw the Qiuyuan girl in a daze, and the direction seemed to be on their side: "Uh, Brother Hu, calm down!" ”

He couldn't help but wonder, was he really looking at Huba?

It didn't matter, at least Huba thought he was watching him, so he was excited, and even a little uncontrollable. Luo Cheng bowed his head and kept silent, I don't know him, I have nothing to do with him......

Time passed quickly, and the speed of the crowd was much faster than before. It is much simpler for a man to write love poems than lyrical poems. Many people just put pen to paper and finish writing in one go.

Luo Cheng is very fast, and Huba is also very fast. Wang Jie and the other three were not much slower, only half a chip worse than Huba. In fact, according to Huba, he wrote an old poem that he had not written, but in fact he was still one point weaker than Sanjie.

Luo Cheng nodded lightly, these three heroes are not in vain, they do have some skills.

And looking at their appearance, they are obviously quite confident and very satisfied with their works.

Luo Cheng couldn't help but smile shyly, self-confidence is a good thing, but sometimes being too confident will hit him even harder.

Just like at this moment, if my song "Leaving Thoughts" can't sweep the audience, I think I'll be your father!

PS, four chapters on four chapters, continue the code