Chapter 58: Three Steps

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After a long time, Chu Han finally stopped, looked at the smooth and clean rice paper, took a breath, and picked up the brush with an extremely calm face.

With Chu Han's movement, everyone held their breath, their breath was not daring to breathe, and their eyes were staring at the high platform like lightning and mist.

Even the old man in Chinese clothes who had been reclining couldn't help but raise his body a little higher.

Wei Qiao stood beside him, staring at Chu Han's pen, his brows twisted slightly.

Chu Han dipped the tip of the pen in the inkstone pond and rolled it, until the tip of the pen was extremely full, then he slowly raised his hand, took a deep breath, glanced at Wei Qiao, and suddenly put down the pen in the burning eyes of everyone!

Chu Han's font is delicate and soft, slender and capable. The pen is like a snake, and under the rapid and tactful, on the white rice paper, leaving ink marks that can be seen in profound skills.

The people in the north were looking forward to penetrating, and the people in the audience were anxious, even Zhao Yuankui, who had always been cold-faced, also cast his eyes flashing. Wu Fangyuan looked hesitant and restless, looking at Wei Qiao's back, he was a little excited.

It didn't take long for a circular arc of two crosses to appear on the white rice paper.

Wei Qiao glanced at the pen and was still reminiscing about Chu Han, and looked sideways.

jetty

sand beach

Pinglu

Pick-up

Broad

Wild micro

Matsue

Messy approach

Gather together

Fireflies

fly

Wei Qiao was stunned, quite novel, and couldn't help but take a closer look, and soon his face changed, and he couldn't help but look up at Chu Han.

Seeing Wei Qiao's surprised look, Chu Han immediately smiled happily and said, "It seems that Brother Wei can also see it." ”

After saying that, he took up the pen again, and wrote under the palindromic poem at the end of the poem:

Five words and two songs:

The rocky beach is dewy and slightly green, and it is close to flowering. The flying fireflies gather in chaos, and the wild is wide and flat sand.

The sand is flat and the wilderness, and the numbness gathers and flies. The flowers bloom nearly cuiwei, and the dew beach rocks are dewed.

Five words and one song:

The flowers bloom nearly cuiwei, and the dew beach rocks are dewed. The sand is flat and the wilderness, and the numbness gathers and flies.

The beach dew is slight, and the green is close to blooming and flying. Fireflies gather in the chaotic wilderness, and the wide sand rocks are connected.

Gather fireflies and flowers, and bloom close to the green and micro. Ogi Tan Rock Sand, flat and broad hemp.

Seven words and one song:

Pingsha Jitan dew Diqi, Diqi slightly green near flowering. Flowering and flying fireflies gather in chaos, and the chaos is wide and wide with flat sand.

The beach and the sand are flat and connected to the broad field, and the wild field is chaotic and gathers fireflies. Fireflies bloom close to Cuiwei, and Cuiwei is dew on the beach.

When Chu Han put down the pen, Wei Qiao couldn't help but pick his eyebrows, he saw the five words and two songs in front of him, and also saw that he was the front and back but the tail, but he didn't expect that it could be five words and seven words!

Wei Qiao pondered carefully, just by the reversal of the two five-word poems above, it can be seen that Chu Han's talent is more than twice as strong as Zhou Shaoyang's Lian Yuan, and looking at his cautious and sensitive, neither humble nor arrogant look, Wei Qiao's good impression of him is a lot.

Wei Qiao's silence made the audience talk about it, they still looked at Wei Qiao with the horror just now, looking at Wei Qiao with a demonic look, and then looked at Chu Han quite expectantly, with a hint in their eyes that they wanted to see another demon.

Wu Fangyuan hesitated, but still stood up, calmly walked to Wei Qiao's side, first gave him an encouraging look, and looked down at Chu Han's ink blot that had not yet dried and turned to the end palindrome.

"Huh!" Wu Fangyuan sighed lightly, this was the first time he had seen this palindrome poem, and his eyes couldn't help but shine in thought.

The more Wu Fangyuan looked at it, the brighter his eyes became, and he couldn't help but touch it with his hands.

"It can be five words or seven words, and the five words are reversed and contrasted, good!" Wu Fangyuan stood up and looked at Chu Han's burning eyes, and then turned his head to look at Wei Qiao, his face was a little embarrassed.

Chu Han waited for Wu Fangyuan to finish reading, dried the ink, passed it in front of Wei Qiao's eyes, and handed it to Zhao Yuankui, who had always been cold.

Zhao Yuankui looked indifferent, took it lightly, glanced at Chu Han Weiqiao, and looked down. Soon, his brow furrowed.

The literary style of Daqi has just opened, although all kinds of poems are blooming in an endless stream, but Chu Han's writing style is the first time it has appeared!

He pondered carefully, and couldn't help but show a smile on his face, looked up at Chu Han and said: "Young Master Chu can have such a talent at a young age, it is really my great Qi literary style that only then can such a young handsome man appear." ”

Just now, Wei Qiao's three palindrome poems in one breath were just a cold 'um' to Zhao Yuankui, and now as soon as his palindromic poem came out, Zhao Yuankui praised it so much, Chu Han didn't even dare to say it, but he couldn't help but be overjoyed by the praise of the Hanlin Academy.

Wei Qiao looked at Zhao Yuankui, who had a cold expression and never looked at him squarely, with an indifferent expression and thoughtful heart.

The audience soon knew what Chu Han had done, and immediately began to discuss it lively. Now the arrogant Zhou Shaoyang has been completely defeated, and the two people on the stage are both natives of Jinling, so they can watch the excitement boldly with confidence.

"I thought that Chu Han was the number one talent in Jinling and it was still up for discussion, but now it seems that he deserves his name......"

"Yes, his palindromic poem alone is enough to start a sect in my Daqi literary world......"

"Wei Qiao's palindromic poem is already a must, I don't want Chu Han to be born again, my Daqi is really expected to ...... Zhongxing"

The crowd below began to discuss, directly raising the two of them to the national height.

Lian Yu gritted his teeth fiercely, his face twitched fiercely, there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were hideous.

Originally, he still had a glimmer of expectation that he would be able to return to the high platform and take out Wang Shilang's greetings, even if he couldn't win the championship, at least the list couldn't fall into the hands of others. But now that he looks at it, he doesn't even have a share of the flowers!

"Wei Qiao!"

His fists were clenched, and the sound of his voice was still clear in the noisy audience. He stared at Wei Qiao's back with blood-red eyes, gritted his teeth, his face was terrifying, his whole body trembled, the anger in his tired chest gathered in his throat, he couldn't spit it out and couldn't swallow, he felt as if his chest was about to explode, the resentment in his heart was unprecedented, and his eyes were fierce!

Chu Han ignored the discussion of everyone in the audience, turned his head to look at Wei Qiao, without the slightest arrogance, and said calmly: "Brother Wei, do you have a good work to discover?" ”

As soon as his voice fell, Wu Fangyuan, even Zhao Yuankui, who had always been indifferent, looked up at Wei Qiao.

Intertwined with each other, the sound wavered, and soon spread down the stage.

The curtains on the north side swayed, and almost everyone stepped out.

The audience was silent for an instant, and all eyes were focused on Wei Qiao.

'Can he be a little more wicked?' ’

Everyone's hearts were silent.

Wei Qiao was looked at by these people, and then looked at Chu Han, who was looking forward to it. Lifting his footsteps, he lowered his head and began to think.

"One step ......"

"Two-step ......"

Everyone stared at Wei Qiao's footsteps with burning eyes, and their hearts were pounding.