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Xu Xiaofan stared around for two seconds, is this good or bad, but give a reaction?

The faces of the spectators and female fans in the audience changed suddenly, and they still looked mocking just now, but they didn't know how to react at this moment. Look at me, I look at you, no one dares to react first, for fear that something will wrong with their ears and be ridiculed.

"Good, good." The silence was broken by an old man who stood up and applauded, dressed in a black and gold robe and wearing a flat hat, like a man of status.

The surrounding spectators all stood up and applauded when they saw the old man, and they themselves stood up when they saw the wind and rudder, cheering for him and applauding him.

Wozh! Scared the hell out of me. Not long after Xu Xiaofan finished reading, a little cold sweat also broke out on his forehead, and he thought that people in different periods of the Tang Dynasty had deviations in the aesthetics of poetry and songs, and he said in his heart: 'Li Bai, Li Bai, I am not blind I memorized so many of your texts back then, and today I borrow your poems for use, and when you are born, you can create again.........

Lu Yueting's face on the stage changed slightly, but he did not lose his demeanor. As a local talent, you still have to be a little gentlemanly when you meet for the first time.

After Lu Yueting finished applauding, he arched his hand and said, "The depth of the child's attainments is really admired. ”

Hey! Young man, people are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can you not be knifed, and someone will abuse you another day. Xu Xiaofan returned the hand and said: "Below, I just thought out of the blue, but I didn't expect that the carving insect skill could actually enter the eyes of everyone here." "Be humble, you must be humble, and running away after pretending to be forced is the most exciting.

Seeing the thunderous applause, Xu Xiaofan arched his hand to everyone in the audience and said, "Everyone is smiling, thank you, thank you." ”

After speaking, he wanted to leave, but was dragged by the female host in red again.

Oops! These people won't beg for dissatisfaction, they are addicted to listening, and let me read forty or fifty songs dryly, right? Xu Xiaofan glanced at the female ghost host, and said with a crooked smile on the corner of his mouth: "Is there anything else?" ”

"Yes."

You don't have to recite poetry and pay taxes, do you?

The hostess replied unhurriedly: "Our shopkeeper likes your poems very much, and I want you to write them down and post them in our store." ”

"Write?" Xu Xiaofan's Achilles' heel, writing with a black pen is crooked, let alone holding a brush....... "I'm afraid?" ”

"Of course, our inn will provide you with five taels of poetry fees and five taels worth of wine and food." The hostess was preconceived, saw the embarrassment on his face, and didn't put forward some tempting conditions, how could she do it?

When Xu Xiaofan heard it, I will take a look, and there is such a good thing? How could he not agree, he took five taels of silver after putting a mouth cannon, and there was a sumptuous supper, and the beauty died. It's just that his handwriting is really unsightly, and he has to find someone to write it on his behalf, at first glance, there is also a Lu Yueting on the side, who looks very easy to speak, so he said: "Yesterday, my hand was accidentally sprained, I wonder if this son is willing to do it for me?" ”

Lu Yueting paused for a moment: "Me? ”

"Hmm." Xu Xiaofan said again: "If it's really embarrassing, forget it." ”

Dozens of villagers in the audience, if they refuse, they will really leave a tongue.

Lu Yueting glanced at the many familiar faces in the audience, and it was really difficult for him to say a word. Anyway, the poetry and poetry were lost to others, but he had absolute confidence in his pen and ink, and he might be able to save a little face for himself, so he glanced at Xu Xiaofan: "It's an honor to be able to write this masterpiece for my son." ”

"Thank you very much for that." Xu Xiaofan really couldn't stand so much red tape, he almost didn't go up, patted him on the shoulder, brother, don't be so rambling, just write it to me quickly...............

However, this is a matter of etiquette in ancient times, otherwise the door of the Mad Tower's Tower will be open for itself at any time........

The two got off the stage and found a table, Xu Xiaofan read while Lu Yueting wrote.

The surrounding spectators, old men and fan soft girls all leaned to the side, wrapping three layers inside and three layers outside.

Lu Yueting's strokes are vigorous and powerful, and some of the ancient Chinese characters that Xu Xiaofan has read in textbooks are so scribbled and unclear........ However, through the expressions and voices of the surrounding visitors, it should be a good word.

"The word Lu Gongzi is too powerful."

"Don't you know that this Lu Gongzi has the title of Guanghua Wang Xi?"

"Yes, yes, yes, you must come to the door another day to ask for words, maybe you can be a family heirloom."

Female fans are also very unreserved.

"Words are like people, they all say that the words are good-looking sons, and that appearance is even more shocking and crying ghosts.... (state)"

"Yes, yes, that posture, that sword eyebrows, I'm about to have asthma...... Haan Hahn...."

"Ahh Yes! Lu Gongzi, he just glanced at me, he just glanced at me........." (You shouted so loudly, the whole hall was looking at you....... ）

Wasn't it me who was the center of attention? Why is the focus on him again? Xu Xiaofan glanced at him, isn't it a little whiter than himself, a little richer, just a little scribbled, is it necessary, superficial, too superficial.........

Lu Yueting wrote the word signature, turned his head and asked, "Dare to ask this son's surname?" ”

Xu Xiaofan was still complaining, and only after he asked both sides did he come to his senses and said, "Xu Xiaofan." ”

Lu Yueting nodded, put down the pen, and was done.

The people around are appreciating the content of the calligraphy, paintings and poems on the case, and the two are combined with each other, adding a sense of déjà vu to a masterpiece through the ages.

The old man pinched his white goatee, nodded his head slightly in appreciation, and couldn't help but say, "Dare to ask, which bachelor's student is this son?" In the eyes of the old man, this kind of poetry with deep meaning is very capable of being made, and there must be a famous teacher behind it, but I don't know who this son in front of him is taught.

"My master is a private shopkeeper, and I only occasionally teach myself privately." Xu Xiaofan's words were conclusive, and what he said was very firm.

The old man was very disbelieving, his cloudy eyes flashed a little bright, and he asked, "Are you a little post man?" ”

"Yes, but I prefer to be called a dart master." Xu Xiaofan saw the whispers of the officials and gentlemen at the moment, and looked down on this profession, but he didn't look down on himself, and made an advertisement for himself by the way: "We Yongxing Dart Bureau welcome you to come, if there is anything to consign, it will be delivered absolutely safely." ”

The old man was an understanding person, patted him on the shoulder and said, "You are talented and intelligent, if you follow the text, you will definitely do something." ”

As? In the officialdom, you fight and kill, you fight and I take it, and then you are given a cup of poisonous wine, and finally the dog is led. It is better to have three wives and four concubines, a good compound with fertile fields, a group of children and grandchildren, and a comfortable life for ordinary people to enjoy their old age.

Xu Xiaofan also bowed to the old man who enlightened him, and said: "Three hundred and sixty lines, the line is the champion, and if you can do what you want to do, it is a deed." Thanks, old man. ”

Hearing these words, those high-ranking officials stopped the broken words in their mouths, and Xu Xiaofan in their eyes was much more noble than them.