The pure heart mantra is worthy of the Taoist secret divine comedy, the effect is really good, this song down, the whole person is clear-headed, only feel that the talent is springing, even the thinking is much more agile, there are already many people to offer poems. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Write poems as soon as possible.,After a while, if He Yuan's stinky and shameless person makes a move.,It's estimated that there will be no face to send it.,Everyone has a sense of urgency.。

Zhao Huan looked around, and saw that everyone was still shaking their heads, as if they were still reminiscing about the sound of the piano just now, only He Yuan and Han Shizhong were holding a piece of pastry in one hand, eating happily, and couldn't help grinning, their beliefs were a little shaken, what kind of talents were these two people they were looking for......

Han Shizhong is really hungry, this kid is sincere, how did he know that this kind of banquet is not for eating at all, but for pretending to be forced, and everyone has eaten it before they came...... He Yuan is similar, and he really likes these delicate little pastries in King Ning's Mansion, they taste really good!

"He Gongzi, how do you feel about this song?"

"Uh-huh, not bad, not bad!"

As soon as he spoke, scum fell out of his mouth. I don't know if he said that the song was good, or if the pastry tasted good. As soon as the prince spoke, everyone's eyes came back to their senses, and then they saw two guys, one tall and one short, one strong and one thin, one black and one white, sitting beside the prince, eating pastries......

The seed master wanted to cover his face, his junior brother was really ......

Han Shizhong felt that his gaze was different, and he couldn't help but blush, and put down the pastry in his hand in a daze, feeling that he had embarrassed his senior brother. When I saw He Yuan eating, I thought this could be eaten, who knew that the pit dad, everyone used it to see......

He Yuan was very experienced in this, he swallowed the pastry in his mouth calmly, and then picked up the plate in front of him, and enthusiastically let King Ning and the rest of the old men go.

"This pastry is really good, everyone, you're welcome, try it......"

Ning Wang grinned, he really couldn't answer this, so he could only pinch his nose and say thank you. Then everyone remembered He Yuan's famous saying - beauty and food are indispensable. It seems that people are not just talking, they really can't live up to it, or let's eat some......

Old man Qiu Qianli, that is He Yuan's hardcore fan, when he heard this, he really reached out and pinched a piece, put it in his mouth, and savored it. Hey - that's good! I have been a guest in Ning Wangfu so many times, and for the first time I found that the pastries in Ning Wangfu are so delicious! Let's have another piece......

The old man ate too enthusiastically, and everyone at the table was embarrassed, so they all tentatively stretched out their hands and took a piece by themselves. So, this group of respected old gentlemen, accompanied by the crown prince and His Royal Highness King Ning, each had a piece of pastry, and the dregs fell from their mouths when they ate, and their beards were full of crumbs......

"Well, this poem is good, the rhetoric is clear, and it is enough to see."

Old Man Duan Qingquan held up a piece of pastry and held up a manuscript with admiration on his face. Then a few old guys with white hair came over with pastries, and then exclaimed loudly.

"Not bad, not bad, really good, worthy of the name of the first genius of Zhongshan Academy!"

Old man Qiu Qianli just wanted to say the name of the first genius in Jinling, but Huo Ran remembered that the name of the first genius in Jinling had just been given to He Yuan by His Royal Highness the Prince, and he could only temporarily replace it with the first genius of Zhongshan Academy. This made the old man Liu Zhiyuan depressed, and the name of the first genius in Jinling was obviously from his own academy, so it was gone......

He glanced at He Yuan, who was immersed in eating, and had to stroke his mustache depressedly and nod frequently.

"Yes, yes, this song "Mid-Autumn Festival Feelings" is really good, and it can almost be included in the list of super products."

The Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting, not long after it began, came out with such a wonderful poem, and everyone couldn't help but look excited, especially these old gentlemen in Jinling suddenly felt more faced. happily sent the poem to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and King Ning.

"The uncertain three wishes add to the sorrow. When you are bored, you will collect your forehead and go back a few times. Looking at the shadow of the wind, who is worthy of the moon? If Toad Guang is interested, he will go up to the Jade Tower first. ”

After Zhao Huan finished reciting softly, he couldn't help but admire.

"Sure enough, the words are elegant, the feelings are far-reaching, good poetry, good poetry! I don't know who did it? ”

A poem moved the prince, and everyone was immediately envious. Song Chuan was very proud in his heart, so beautiful that he wanted to bubble. can enter the eyes of the prince, this future is promising. When the results come out, and he has the name of understanding Yuan, the prince can't take a few looks! But the more at this time, the more perfect Song Chuan's performance became, he got up indifferently and thanked him, and then walked towards the water pavilion, his feet were a little fluttering, should happiness come too fast!

"You are Song Chuan? Sure enough, it's a talent! Come on, sit down! ”

Zhao Huan looked at Song Chuan with admiration on his face, Jinling is really full of talents, if you can collect some talents to go back this time, it will not be in vain. Especially this Song Chuan, who was born in the Song family in Jinling, is quite influential in Bianliang, Tokyo. Therefore, Zhao Huan's face smiled more gently, and he frequently raised his glass to greet Song Chuan. Song Chuan was so beautiful that his nose bubbles came out, if it weren't for Song Song's good teaching on weekdays, he would probably have to fly.

On the other table below, Song Song was also very proud, and a group of people around him were congratulating and envious, they gave birth to a good son! Today's face is exposed, and I can't be convinced!

The poems were sent down, and after a while, a pretty woman dressed in green came to the stage with a pipa in her arms. Shengying sang this song "Mid-Autumn Festival Feelings" gently, and Song Chuan was intoxicated when he listened to it, which felt really wonderful. Almost subconsciously, he glanced at the prince's side, and saw a scene that made him feel bad.

That hateful He Yuan, who didn't listen to his poetry at all, actually held a plate of dim sum and was eating with his head down, which was really insulting and deceitful! This is simply looking down on yourself! All of a sudden, new hatred and old hatred came to my heart, and the evil fire was rushing!

My song "Mid-Autumn Festival Feelings" is really sensitive, my sweetheart who has been in love for three years was easily abducted by this hateful guy in front of me, and that heart is really resentful and hesitant. It's definitely a sense of truth, and it's reached its peak, and it's from the comments of the old gentlemen, it's almost superb!

It's almost superb!

I don't believe you, every poem can be a super product! The first genius of Jinling is bullshit, and he is! He felt that this was definitely a good opportunity to regain the title of the number one talent, and there was no such shop in this village in the past.

"In this clumsy work, it is obviously impossible to enter the eyes of He Gongzi. He Gongzi is a master of poetry, why not give a comment on two sentences, so that I can learn a thing or two below. ”

Thinking that this guy had to praise himself in public, Song Chuan couldn't help but be happy! Praise is to bow your head, and not to praise is to be narrow-minded. Look at you pretending to be forced again!

"It's not bad, I still have self-knowledge, and I haven't been blinded by a moment of praise, it's really good!"

He Yuan carried the snack and gave him a high thumbs up! Song Chuan didn't catch his breath, he almost fainted, damn, Lao Tzu is a humble word, is it okay, give a mallet as a needle! (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )