"This poem...... No, that's ......"

Mu Lao hesitated for a long time before he put down the scroll, and his gaze at Mars became strange.

"Mu Lao, but what peerless poetry have you discovered?" Hearing that Mu Lao was spitting there, the Lotus Fairy's red lips opened slightly, and she asked softly.

"Hmm...... Peerless poetry? Mu Lao smiled: "It is indeed a peerless word." ”

With an astonishing comment, Mu Lao handed the scroll to the lotus fairy on the side: "Please also borrow the fairy's mouth and chant it." ”

"Okay."

The Lotus Fairy nodded slightly, looked at it again, and there was already a look of surprise in her eyes, and when she read it again, she couldn't help but whisper.

After a while, the Lotus Fairy breathed and recited the poem that Mars had handed over in her crisp voice.

"Title of the poem...... Water tune song head. ”

The Lotus Fairy paused, and in the expectation of everyone below, she carefully read out the content according to the rhyme: "When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky." I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace......"

"I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dancing to figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the world? ”

The first half of the poem handed by Mars resounded in the hall, and the lotus fairy had not finished reading the rest of the part, and the guests in the whole hall who knew a little bit about poetry all showed various expressions of astonishment and ecstasy, which caused others, even if they didn't know why, to be affected by this atmosphere and quiet down.

Mars noticed the burning eyes of the elders looking at him, and whispered to Xue Yue in an extremely uneasy voice.

"Sister Xueyue, my first ...... Very good? ”

"Your one? I think it's better for you to honestly admit your mistakes to Mu Lao and the others. Xue Yue glanced at Mars, who was shrugging his head next to him, and continued to whisper: "The format of your poem is very different from the poems of your predecessors, but it is in line with the ancient style, and in terms of style alone, it can almost open the door to the school. ”

What's more, the realm of this poem is ethereal, atmospheric, and the distant place is even more heroic, which is simply ...... It's touching and smelly. ”

"Impressed?" Mars looked left and right, and found that there were indeed many people of the older generation, who closed their eyes and sang the first half of the poem, and seemed to be still immersed in the artistic conception of the poem.

"It's just the last paragraph, this poem is already the best!" Located opposite Chilongtai, the great writer Mu Tong applauded, completely ignoring Chilongtai's unhappy expression, and exclaimed: "I want to go back by the wind, such an ethereal, no trace of mortal air of famous sentences, really fascinated me, I can't wait to immediately raise a glass with the author, share the fascinating Moon Palace weather, the fairy said!" ”

Mu Lao and Huang Lao glanced at each other, their eyes showed a sense of confidant, and they slightly bowed their heads in recognition of the evaluation of this great writer.

Since the rise of the literary style in ancient times, most of the popular poems are lyrical or beautiful poems, but there are very few heroic and atmospheric ones, and there are no related works that can be called masterpieces.

Lin Han brought this Su Shi's water-tune song head, the momentum that belongs to the heroic poets, as well as the fairy spirit and the atmosphere of the poem, instantly killed the poets who were used to listening to the lyrical school in the audience, so that in their hearts, they unconsciously raised the author of this poem to a very high level!

"What's next? Read the following paragraph. ”

The Lotus Fairy looked at Mu Lao, a very good-looking tactful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and said in a low voice: "Below...... Without. ”

"None down there?" A few old men brushed up and stood up, shouting loudly: "Impossible, I just felt that the artistic conception had reached the peak, it was when the meaning was still unfinished, why was it gone?" ”

"Who, who is the author!" An old man in a golden robe with a rough robe ran out with a roar, stood in the middle of the feast, and said loudly: "Come out quickly, read the following to the old man!" ”

"yes, there must be the following ones." The great writer Mutong also responded: "It is clear that it is only the first half just now, and there should be the second half of the second half that should be in harmony with each other." ”

These people are worthy of being quite a study of the ancient literary style, and based on the poems in the first half of the poem alone, they have roughly guessed the format of the name of the word "water tune song head".

"But that's really all I have." Mars lamented, looking at the raging emotions, he was also a little afraid, so he had to choose to betray Lin Han.

"Quiet down, I know who the author is."

Mu Lao squinted his eyes and saw the content of the secret words sent by Mars, and the people in the banquet were quiet, and then coughed lightly and slowly said six words.

Castle in the Sky...... Lin Han.

"Lin Han?" Chi Long Tai tensed his body, and the uncles around him were also shocked one by one, and looked at Mu Lao in disbelief.

"Lin Han, how could it be Lin Han!" Chi Longtai whispered, "Why, it could be him!" ”

Looking at the people in the hall who were constantly whispering or talking loudly, but they couldn't get around that person's name, Chi Longtai knew in his heart that after today, ...... Lin Han's name should resound in the Federation of Nations!

Even if they don't pay attention to the civilians who fight and kill in the Divine Grace Century, they can't be unaware that there will be a water tune song head that is only half of the time, but it is already worthy of the name of the first poem, and they can't be unaware that the author of this water tune song head, his name, is called Lin Han!

"Quick, go and contact the Lin family, ask them to find Lin Han, and ask him to fill in the following for me!" The golden-robed old man roared loudly, seemingly extremely angry.

And Huang Lao and Mu Lao, while looking at each other and smiling bitterly, also secretly blamed Lin Han for being too slippery, leaving only half a line of poetry, and it was still left for Mars to present.

"Listening to what Mars said, this Lin Han doesn't seem to like to participate in the literary style conference, and looking at his poems, he is indeed a genius writer who likes to be quiet!" Mu Lao said: "But he actually only gave half of it, which is really infuriating." ”

"Mars, remember to hurry up and urge me to write the following poems!"

Mars had a bitter face, ran in front of the two old tables and said, "I want to too, but Brother Lin doesn't answer my secret words, it seems that he is on a mission." Alas, I knew that Brother Lin's poems were so powerful, and I didn't dare to present them. ”

"Hmph, don't you dare to bring it?" Mu Lao roared angrily, and the Lotus Fairy on the side, listening to it in his heart, on the other hand, contacted the intelligence personnel of the Lotus Temple in the Divine Grace Century, and soon knew the general information of Lin Han from the dictation of the intelligence officer.

"I have destroyed the Red Dragon Squad many times, robbed the heart of the castle, and it is possible that I have robbed a unique epic mission, and there is an elite team to answer but no one can find out the real identity of myself and his team...... Hehe, what an interesting person. The Lotus Fairy analyzed Lin Han, and couldn't help but be curious about Lin Han, the mysterious number one assassin......

(To be continued)