Chapter 106

"Ouch, I didn't expect to meet Brother Wang here, our brothers are really fate...... Wang Yang had just teased Li Qingzhao here, and he heard a familiar voice sound, and when he looked up, ouch, it was really fate, the tall Brother Wan Bin, who was not tall and had thick eyebrows and big eyes, was actually standing beside him.

"Hey, Brother Wan, why are you here?" Wang Yang hurriedly got up and asked Wan Bin in return.

"Could it be that Brother Wang forgot? Wan Mou is also the first romantic talent in Hongzhou on Jiangnan West Road, so there is a reason why Wan Mou can't come to such a grand event that shows his literary talents? Wan Bin smiled very sneeringly, raised his chin, and looked up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle and was lonely and invincible.

Unexpectedly, this guy was so narcissistic, and Wang Dacai, who was also very narcissistic, smiled dryly. "Also, with Brother Wan's talent, if you want to win a ranking here, you will definitely be sure, then I will congratulate Brother Wan here first."

"Where, where...... I heard that Brother Wang, you are selling lyrics in the name of a monk in Wushan, presumably since you dare to come here, you must want to be famous in this Tokyo Bianliang, right? Alas, presumably today, Wan can only condescend to others......"

After the two praised each other for a few words, Wan Bin walked to an empty desk not far away and sat down, and also showed a serious look.

And after Wang Yang sat back, he was really very moved by Li Qingzhao's provocative words, that is, the three meanings were all made into a song that made everyone in Qionglin Yuan bow down.

Wang Yang stretched his neck, looked left and right, and after seeing that some people had written one, he shook his head dissatisfied, put the rice paper aside, and then picked up the pen and continued.

After thinking about it for a long time, Wang Yang saw that Wan Bin's old driver didn't know what nerves he had, and after sitting for a long time, he suddenly pulled out a gold lacquer painting fan from his waist and fanned it lightly.

And when he saw the fan, Wang Yang's eyes suddenly lit up, by the way, autumn, separation, and change...... An excellent lyric that contains these three meanings, I really thought of one.

Wang Yang no longer hesitated, picked up the brush and soaked it in ink on the inkstone, and put the pen on the rice paper. At this time, Li Qingzhao, who was sitting in front, had just written a poem about autumn, and subconsciously looked back, just in time to see Wang Yang's pen swimming like a dragon and snake there.

At this moment, Li Qingzhao really had the urge to stand up and walk over to see what this guy wrote so much, but fortunately, Li Qingzhao remembered that as long as he stood up and left the case, it meant that he was over.

Therefore, Li Qingzhao had to hold back, think about it carefully, and consider another new poem, striving to include the meaning of the words "leave" and "autumn".

And Wang Yang only took less than two minutes to finish the "creation", and then under the guidance of the handyman, under the rice paper, he dropped his flower name, phew, it is the pen name Wushan monk and his real name Wang Yang, and then I saw that the handyman waited for the paper to dry a little, so he took a piece of pasted rice paper to cover the signature, and then took the rice paper away.

Wang Yang saw that the handyman had left, so after putting down the pen, he twisted his ass very calmly and walked towards the way he came.

At this time, the two cousins, Li Yu and Li Ji, just happened to walk in front of the empty desk, and when they saw Wang Yang confidently walking past, the Li brothers couldn't help but look at each other.

"This guy is done so quickly?"

"Wouldn't it? Could it be that this guy is so confident that he only wrote one lyric, right? Li Zhen stretched his neck and looked towards Wang Yang, only to see that the departing handyman had only a piece of rice paper in his hand.

"Hmph, it's not necessarily a good thing to be too arrogant." Li Yu couldn't help but pout, and then after sitting down, he began to seriously transcribe the first poem he had conceived on rice paper.

In another corner, Zhao Mingcheng had already written two poems in front of him, and now, he was meditating on the third poem.

Each person can make a song, can also make three songs, of course, generally speaking, many people will be before the start of the meeting, their own guess the question, and then prepare one or two good songs, if you can guess the question, it is naturally excellent, guess can only consider yourself unlucky.

Zhao Mingcheng was more fortunate that he guessed the word parting, so the words created with the theme of parting were prepared by him a long time ago, and he had just conceived a song with the theme of autumn and parting, and now he, he is preparing the third song.

In this way, it is equivalent to having three chances, and as for whether or not he can be selected, it naturally can only depend on the eyes of those judges who are served by the Ministry of Rites and the Hanlin Academy.

"Sister Yiyi, can my master win? There are a lot of people......" Master Li took Liu Yiyi's hand, looking around with a beautiful face, seeing the increasingly crowded and crowded scene, at least thousands of scholars were dangling in front of him, which made Master Li a little worried.

Liu Yiyi, who had just started a literary young man who had just come over to talk, straightened out the green silk scattered on her cheeks, and she was also a little unsure. "Presumably, anyway, after getting along with your master for so long, I really haven't seen him lose anything."

Present, in addition to a considerable number of literary youth, there are still many young women, each woman, is very carefully dressed up, come here, not only to appreciate literature, but also to see if there is a favorite man, by the way, you can also understand how the other party's literary style is, whether it is a good match for yourself.

Even if there are so many women present, wearing a water-blue long dress, charming and moving Liu Yiyi, a goose yellow light skirt, and a superb Li Shishi, this big and small, two stunning beauties, are still the focus of the audience.

The envious and jealous eyes of women, and the greedy and appreciative eyes of men are staggered, Liu Yiyi is still full of charm, smiling and smiling, and sends away the literary young people who came to talk to them.

As for Master Li, all his thoughts were tied to Wang Yang's body, for fear that if his master stumbled and couldn't get the first place, what should he do?

At this time, I saw that Wang Yang, who had just walked over and was not in the kung fu of Zhuxiang, had already slipped back in a chic and calm manner, and Master Li was stunned for a moment and raised his hand and waved towards Wang Yang.

Wang Yang strode to the two beauties, one big and one small, and raised his eyebrows in a sudden. "Didn't wait long, did you?"

Seeing the arrogant appearance of this product, which can pretend to be an elephant with two green onions in his nose, Liu Yiyi couldn't help but hit him. "Didn't you wait long, could it be that you just went in and shook your head, and when you saw that others were talented, you became inferior, so you slipped back?"

"Hey, you woman just look down on me like that?" Wang Yang let Liu Yiyi's words turn black, and he rolled his eyes viciously and said angrily. "How can a talented person like my brother have low self-esteem."

"Then dare to ask Uncle Wang, how many peerless words have you made?" Liu Yiyi was not afraid of Wang Yang, straightened her bulging breasts, and squinted the corners of her eyes as if she was smiling.

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