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"It's really self-contained"

"It's just that it's too impulsive, for a while, where can there be any good sentences."

"I used to have a little bit of talent, but now, hehe, I guess I'm only stupid."

"He deserves it, this Sven scum should let him sweep the floor, haha, if he crawls around Lanz Street, it is estimated that he will not be able to raise his head in Yuyao, haha."

In the ridicule of everyone, Yu Jin slowly walked to the front of the white wall, pretending not to care on the surface, and constantly greeting all the women in the family of this group of scholars in his heart.

Nima, just say bad things behind her back and be quiet, I wanted to appear handsome and coquettish, answer in a chic manner, and it is best to have a beautiful woman screaming a few times or something, but I didn't expect the catwalk to come out, and all I heard was laughing at myself, and I saw myself as a fool, which really hurt my self-esteem.

"Childe, please." This is a tray from a clever fellow with several different pens on it, as well as polished ink, and the pen and ink are waiting.

"Ahem" Yu Jin coughed dryly, picked up a pen casually, and dipped a little ink on his face solemnly, just when everyone was waiting with bated breath for him to see a masterpiece or a joke, Yu Jin suddenly turned his head and asked with a straight face: "Slow." ”

The guy was startled, thinking that something was happening, and hurriedly asked, "Young Master Yu, what are your orders?" ”

"Man, I just said that there is still a quarter of an hour to judge, does it count if I finish writing it now?"

When everyone heard this, they almost didn't faint, and this kind of question was also asked, this, this is too strange, the guy froze for a moment, but quickly said: "Childe, please rest assured, the previous ones haven't started to evaluate, and they are all valid." ”

It's just an activity, or a game, the main thing is to expand the popularity, those details are really not needed, no need to ask the shopkeeper, and the guy knows how to answer.

Besides, the hour has not yet come.

"Really? Can you have the final say? ”

"This ......"

Just when the guy was in a dilemma, Yu Fang below couldn't help but say loudly: "Naturally, it is counted, if the store is not counted, I will count Yu Fang." ”

Yu Fang thought that Yu Jin was going to deliberately find a reason to make this gambling contract impossible to complete, and blocked his mouth, lest he find another reason.

At this time, the shopkeeper also heard the news and walked out, it was a typical shopkeeper, with a fat head and big ears, smiling with a sunny face, patting his chest and promising that as long as Yu Jin wrote it, Yu Jin was ready to write again.

Just wanted to put down the pen, suddenly stopped, put the pen lightly in the tray, pacing around with his hands behind his back, everyone knew that he was brewing, and it was not easy to disturb, but Yu Jin paced several times and was still pacing, with words in his mouth, just when everyone was impatient, Yu Jin suddenly shouted: "Yes", and then rushed over in three steps and two steps, picked up the pen and wrote on the white wall.

Yu Fang clasped his hands in front of his chest, looking at Yu Jin who was writing in the main book with an expressionless face, and his mouth was full of sneers: I was in a hurry to hug Buddha's feet, I really thought that good poem was so easy to come? Yu Jin wrote, and Yu Fang read silently.

"People... Bear... If... It's just as if... "What, if life is only as it first sees?" Yu Fang was stunned, and the whole person was stunned.

Good artistic conception, although it is only a short seven words, but it suddenly says a very wonderful philosophy of life, and it is told in a faint, like a small bridge and flowing water, which immediately gives people a sense of resonance.

Classic, there is a saying in ancient times, this is not a word, but a poem, Yu Fang's face turned pale, because he knew that as long as the back was not as bad as shit, Yu Jin's poem would win.

Seven words, just seven words, the scene calmed down all of a sudden, these seven words were like a slap, all of a sudden the mocking faces were fanned, everyone held their breath and stared, for fear of disturbing Yu Jin, so as to miss seeing a song that has been recited through the ages.

Yu Fang stopped reading, but someone whispered along:

"If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan.

Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable.

Lishan is half clear, and the tears and rain are not complaining.

How is Bo Xing Jinyilang, who wishes on the day of the wings! ”

When a poem was written, the audience was silent, no one spoke, no one applauded, and no one commented, all of them were immersed in this slightly poignant artistic conception, and even the guy holding the pen and ink was stunned.

Everyone was a little unconvinced, and a peerless poem came out like this.......

The ancients' love for poetry, that is beyond the imagination of later generations, some people in order to get a good poem, the scalp is scratched, a few days do not sleep, ten days and half a month do not know the meat is very common, Jia Dao wrote "the bottom of the lonely pool, the number of breaths on the side of the tree", very emotional to write "two sentences and three years, a chant and two tears" words, can be these readers' love of literature.

It is estimated that Xinna's concubine has been tired of touching for a year or two, but two poems and ten words have been grinding for three years.

Seeing that everyone was in a daze, Yu Jin was very proud in his heart, when it comes to writing poems, can't he write and can't copy it, Jiajing still has hundreds of years behind him, how much essence does this have to be left, in his previous life, in order to chase a female college student in the literature department, he worked hard in this regard, and many poems were memorized, but he didn't expect to be soaked back then, and he used it here.

Than poetry, brother dares to write poetry to smash you to death.

"Good, good poetry."

"Great, I didn't expect to see this masterpiece come out, haha, this time it's the right one."

"Brother Yu Jin, this is a blockbuster, admire and admire."

"What a blockbuster, at the age of nine, Brother Yu Jin was already famous in Yuyao, and at the age of twelve, he had the title of Yuyao's first little talent, everyone said that his aura had dispersed, Deng guessed that it was stinging, accumulating, and sure enough, the two guessed correctly."

"It is said that Xiao Du of the Tang Dynasty, in Yangzhou is suave, wrote a lot of poems, ten years of Yangzhou dream, won the Qinglou Bo Xingren can be seen, this Yu Jin in recent years will not be to experience another artistic conception, so the behavior is more unrestrained?"

"It makes sense, it makes sense, many sages have said that if you want to be born, you must first enter the world, tsk, it seems that we have misunderstood Brother Yu Jin."

"Great, quick, get me pen and ink, I'm going to copy it down and take it back to read, haha, you can be a scoop of white again."

For a while, the applause was endless, one by one to Yu Jin, the most surprising thing for Yu Jin was that before he could speak, someone couldn't wait to "wash the floor" for himself, these guys, before and after, turned their faces faster than turning a book.

For the first time, several county scholars in charge of commenting on the poems set a record, and without any controversy, they unanimously decided that Yu Jin, a poem that had not yet been proposed, won the first place.

The level is almost operable, Yu Fang's poems are good, but compared with Yu Jin, he was immediately thrown nine streets away, and he couldn't cheat if he wanted to help.

The eyes of the readers are bright, if such a poem is not the first, it is estimated that these readers dare to beat them to death, and then let their reputation be discredited.

The fat shopkeeper surnamed Fang was very happy, and loudly announced on the spot that Yu Jin had won the leader of the white wall photo this time, and soon, Yu Jin had an extra ingot of ten taels of silver, which was the bonus of this event.

When Yu Jin walked in front of the pale Yu Fang with ten taels of silver, everyone calmed down, and everyone could hear the gambling contract just now, Yu Fang was self-inflicted this time.

"What are you going to do?" Seeing Yu Jin approaching, Yu Fang subconsciously took a small step back and said with a nervous expression.

"Alas" Yu Jin sighed, and said with a grudge on his face: "They all say that they want to be low-key, why do you want to force me to be famous, if you are always like this, Yu will become proud." ”

With a "bang", Yu Fang fell to the ground, with more white eyes and fewer black eyes, and he was stunned by anger.