() Chapter 125 The little follower showed his hand, "I grass, who has it!" As soon as this poem came out, several of the surrounding who were writing all showed extremely ashamed expressions, and Li Liehuo was also surprised when he appeared as the person who wrote the poem.

"Isn't this Xunhua, isn't it still behind us just now, why did you suddenly run to the front, and even write the? Li Liehuo was taken aback, it seems that this little man named Xunhua is definitely not an ordinary person, just this degree, he can definitely be regarded as the best in the bronze level.

Compared with Li Liehuo, the ordinary on the side was a commonplace disdainful whisper: "Looking for Hua, looking for flowers, looking for flowers, hum, it's really worthy of the name." ”

"Haha, what's the matter, you mediocrity, were shocked by Young Master Ben's Hua, right?" Xun Hua laughed proudly, and then turned around and walked towards the building with his "peerless masterpiece".

"Eh, this little is able to write such a good poem, maybe you will be able to pass the test and see Qiu Xiang. "There are a few people competing on the same stage around" "All of them are looking at Xunhua with hatred, this little seems to be able to see the legendary autumn beauty of the country.

"Hehe, everyone, and ordinary little kids, young master, I went in to find Qiu Xiang to study life. Xunhua smiled proudly, and walked towards the building, as to whether he could pass the test, Xunhua's heart can be said to be nine out of ten, how many years, he finally showed his potential literary talent, I am really excited, I want to this level today, it is difficult to think about it.

"Why, why am I unqualified, what, my poem is bullshit? Is there a mistake, let me go in to see Sister Qiuxiang, my poem is not right, you see, autumn is also there, and geese are also there, and there is a lot of rhyme, how can it be unqualified?"

"Why, do you still want to come hard, to tell you the truth, no one in this Peicheng has dared to offend our young lady, even if it is the owner of this Chunfeng Building, you have to be polite when you see our young lady. A female voice came into everyone's ears, and the tone seemed to be a character like Qiuxiang's maid.

"Haha, Xunhua, I know, you definitely can't do it, what a shitty stinky poem, haha!" Hearing the voice inside, the ordinary person next to Li Liehuo immediately laughed: "I paid the ticket fee of a thousand gold coins, but I couldn't see Qiu Xiang, haha, I laughed to death." ”

"Eh, it's so difficult, I can't imagine that this benevolent brother can't see Qiu Xiang with such a good literary talent, so let's forget it in our generation. The few people next to him all sighed with emotion as He Shengyu, and felt extremely sorry for Xunhua's misencounter.

Xunhua walked out with a sullen face, and muttered indignantly as he walked: "Fuck, what's the matter, it cost the young master a lot of water, and he also took a few months of pocket money, but he didn't even see him, it's really unlucky." ”

"Haha, Xunhua, how is it, do you have to be nervous?" said with a happy and gloating face.

"Hmph, don't be complacent when you're young, you have the ability, you go up and try it. Xunhua said angrily.

"Try it, try it, I'll ......" in the middle of the usual talk, and suddenly realized that he usually eats, drinks and farts is a good hand, but let the machine write poetry, he grew so big that only his father forced him to go to school to study literature and history when he often wrote once, "I don't want to come, I always force me to come, hand in the white rolls, duck eggs roll", I remember that time, I was beaten so miserably.

"Haha, ordinary, you idiot, who in Quan Peicheng doesn't know that you don't know how many big words, you dare to laugh at Young Master Ben here, haha, there is a kind, you go up and try it?" Seeing the ordinary expression, Xunhua seemed to feel a lot better, and it was not so uncomfortable.

"That's it, our Young Master Hua dares to go in and try it, it's much better than you, a guy who doesn't even dare to go on. Xunhua's attendant looked at the ordinary with a playful look and said.

"Yes, others dare to go up, but you don't even dare to go up, are you a man?" said several "literati" around him with disdain. In their opinion, although Xunhua has not passed, but Xunhua's "cultural" level has been much higher than theirs, even so high that they can't reach or even worship, and now they dare to provoke Xunhua, and this ordinary "cultural level" is simply a vulnerable scum, such a scum dares to provoke Xunhua, that's not to add to not put themselves and others in their eyes, how can this be, is it tolerable or unbearable.

"You... You guys!!" is usually so angry that you can want to fight back, and indeed what others say is the truth.

"Hehe, I'll try it. Li Liehuo saw that he was blushing on the side, and shook his head helplessly and said.

"You, just you, haha, you all see, a little follower, too, is embarrassed to come out to dance and ink, haha, you see, isn't it too funny. Xunhua's attendant laughed and said, as everyone knows, he himself is also a follower in the eyes of outsiders.

Hearing the words of his follower, Xunhua rarely did not approve, but a look of embarrassment, the closer he got to Li Liehuo, the more he felt that Li Liehuo was unusual, although he couldn't feel Li Liehuo's specific cultivation, but his intuition told him that Li Liehuo's cultivation was above him, and there was a vague sense of fear for Li Liehuo, as if the other party was more noble than his own superior.

In fact, after reaching the bronze level, there is a confused sense of cultivation, but the higher the cultivation, the easier it is to sense the low-level of the high-level, as for the feeling of the superior, it is attached by the Yan Yan warriors.

"Hmph, I can't do it, I don't need a dog to tell me. Li Liehuo said coldly, and then picked up the brush on the desk and wrote hard:

The desert is lonely, the sun sets over the long river, the geese and geese in the clear sky, and the thoughts are in the blue sky.

This poem is a combination of two poems from Li Liehuo's primary school textbook, but the latter sentence is adapted from a crane in the clear sky and a row of clouds, which leads to poetry in the blue sky. It's coherent and full of scenes.

"The desert is lonely, the sun sets over the long river, well, it is the scene of a burning desert. This clear sky is full of geese, and the thoughts are blue. There are geese, thoughts, poetry...... This...... That's really ...... Niu fork, ah......" As soon as Li Liehuo made these few strokes, there was a wave of discussion around him.

"My day, it's too good, even the bard doesn't have this level... Ordinary eyes widened on the side and said, although he said that he was uneducated, but whether it was smooth or not, whether it sounded comfortable or not, he could feel it.