After staring at the beautiful woman behind the curtain for a long time, a pot of wine went down, and Xiao Han put pen to paper, and it was done with a wave.

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A thousand strokes can be painted,

Heaven and earth are a poem shocking,

I have a pen, a poem, and a fortune

It's a pity,

Beauty is like a flower across the clouds,

It's hard to paint your beauty.

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The pen fell, Xiao Han waved his palm, and a wave of energy surged out, and the ink on the table rendered a page of rice paper, which immediately flew up like a kite, and soon floated into the curtain.

I saw that the peerless beauty behind the curtain raised her palm, the loose sleeves slowly fell, a white and bright wrist was exposed, the skin was crystal clear, and the slender jade hand immediately grabbed the floating page of rice paper, Fa, there was a deep luster flashing in the beautiful pupils.

After reading it, she put down the verses, and her beautiful eyes looked at Xiao Han below, a pair of charming star eyes, as if they could speak,

Xiao Han picked up a glass of wine, raised his glass to the beautiful woman who looked at him with beautiful eyes, nodded with a smile and said hello, and then drank all the wine in the cup.

The beauty lowered her eyes, nodded slightly, in response, and then withdrew her gaze, still standing quietly behind the curtain, silent, like a fairy who does not know the fireworks in the world.

Xiao Han was in a daze for a long time, and at this moment, he came from behind, and took the lead in presenting poetry and calligraphy, so that everyone who was struggling to write a pen in their hands, and their eyes were a little surprised to look over, and after being stunned for a long time, everyone came back to their senses, but the corners of their mouths were all unconsciously set off a disdainful smile, presumably this guy already knew that poetry and calligraphy were not good, so he casually picked up a pen and scribbled a few words, thinking like this, everyone naturally despised Xiao Han more and more, this guy, just a reckless man.

"Self-inflicted humiliation!" Shangguan Wan'er's beautiful eyes swept Xiao Han with contempt, but there was a little smugness at the corner of her mouth, this guy was just like that.

After everyone looked at Xiao Han with disdain, they continued to create, but before they could write two words, the voice of the maid upstairs sounded again:

"Everyone, stop writing, my young lady said, you all go back."

After speaking, Liu Chengcheng, who was behind the curtain upstairs, turned around and left.

Listening to the maid's words, and then seeing the sudden departure of Liu Chengcheng, everyone was stunned, and they all felt a little confused, they hadn't submitted their works yet, why did they ask them to go back?

But then everyone thought of something, and their eyes suddenly turned to Xiao Han who was drinking there with hatred, it must be that this guy presented an unsightly calligraphy work that polluted the eyes of the beauty, so Liu Chengcheng asked them all to go back.

"It's all to blame on this reckless man!" Someone glared at Xiao Han angrily, and whispered in his mouth, although he was very angry, he still didn't dare to express his dissatisfaction too loudly, after all, this guy was a ruthless person, and Chu Chenyu, who made his debut in the Holy City, was defeated by him, where did they dare to provoke.

"What the hell did you write?" Seeing the excitement of the crowd, Bai Ye looked at Xiao Han and asked with some tears and laughter.

Xiao Han spread his hands and prepared to get up and leave, who could guess the woman's thoughts.

Everyone also got up one after another, ready to leave, but at this time, the personal maid of Liu Chengcheng suddenly came to Xiao Han, saluted slightly, and said with a smile: "This son, please stay, my young lady is invited." ”

As soon as these words came out, in the Allure Hall, there was silence for a moment, and there was a dead silence.

The people who were just about to leave angrily paused, turned around, and looked at Xiao Han with a dumbfounded expression, quite exciting, Miss, please?

What's going on?

The expressions of everyone in the audience were very exciting, shocked, confused, surprised, all kinds of looks, staring at Xiao Han like fools, at this moment, they all wondered if their ears were wrong.

You know, this is the first time that the first beauty in the Holy City has seen a guest, and besides, it is still this guy who presents his works in minutes, how is this possible?

"Are you sure your young lady wants to invite this guy?" At this time, Shangguan Wan'er came over and asked the maid suspiciously, this question was not only what she wanted to ask, but everyone wanted to ask.

"Yes, my young lady said it to me personally, how can it be false." The maid replied affirmatively.

Hearing the maid's incomparably affirmative answer, there was only a look of shock left on everyone's faces, the first beauty in the Holy City actually invited this guy?

Everyone stared at Xiao Han like a rare species, looking up and down, that look, that expression, called a weird.

"Damn, Brother Xiao, you can do it!" Bai Ye walked over and patted Xiao Han's shoulder heavily, he couldn't do it with admiration, he waved it in minutes, and he actually won the favor of the first beauty in the Holy City, this ability, I have to obey.

Xiao Han smiled, and then smiled at the maid: "The troublesome girl led the way." ”

"Wait!"

At this time, Shangguan Wan'er spoke up again, she glanced at Xiao Han with beautiful eyes, and then said to the maid: "What he just wrote, can you take it out and see, even if we lose, we must lose clearly." ”

"Of course this can." The corners of the maid's mouth lifted a slight arc, as if she had expected everyone to be like this, since this is the case, then she will fulfill them like this, and then she took out a page of rice paper that Xiao Han had just presented from her sleeve, and then slowly unfolded it:

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A thousand strokes can be painted,

Heaven and earth are a poem shocking,

I have a pen, a poem, and a fortune

It's a pity,

Beauty is like a flower across the clouds,

It's hard to paint your beauty.

——————

The maid unfolded the rice paper, pulling it up and down with both hands, slowly rotating it to make sure that it could be seen by people in every direction.

Naturally, everyone saw a few lines of short poems on the rice paper, and their brows were all wrinkled.

At this time, I only heard the maid continue: "My young lady said, your words, don't look at it and know, must be some gorgeous words how to praise her, and only this son's work, a word is natural, unconventional, between a few strokes of words, not only shows the extraordinary pioneering spirit, but also shows the chivalrous tenderness of pity for the beauty, the opening two sentences, from the big picture, the world, all under my stroke, endless heaven and earth, I can be frightened by a poem, a stroke of a poem, you can paint the world and the world, it can be seen, The grandeur shown in it, as well as the kind of broad mind that swallows mountains and rivers, at the end of the article, when I wrote to my young lady, there was neither a pile of gorgeous words, nor a mournful and desolate moan, a direct sentence, but unfortunately, let the pen suddenly turn, the beauty is like a flower across the clouds, such a description, fresh and refined, can be described as a natural and eternal new, wrote the feeling that can be seen but unattainable, in the face of the unreachable beauty above the clouds, the last sentence is difficult to paint your beauty, wrote the kind of desire to go to the clouds to see the beauty of the beauty, shows endless chivalrous tenderness. ”

"A few strokes, not only dare to stir up the nine heavens of wind and thunder, the ambition and broad-mindedness of the world, but also have a faint chivalrous tenderness revealed in it, and some people's disease-free moaning, bending to welcome, flattering words, can be described as a world of difference."

"The little woman dares to ask here, everyone present, who are you worthy of competing with when you see this son's work?"

At the end of the words, it seemed that she was infected by the feelings expressed between the lines, and the maid's tone became stronger and stronger, she held Xiao Han's words in her hand, looked around at everyone, and her words were sharp.

Especially the last few sentences, it can be described as a heart-wrenching word.