"Mr. Liu is going to write!"

"It's worthy of a generation of writers, and he already has ideas so quickly!"

"Then you can say that the nickname of the poet is definitely not in vain!"

A kind of guests are very excited, and the patriarch of the Ju clan is also full of expectations, after all, this poem is very likely to determine whether the Ju clan will be strong in the future, don't say that it is enough to make a hand-me-down poem, even if it is a century-old classic!

The Dragon Prince also nodded with satisfaction, the stronger this Liu Qianqiu is, the more it means that he will get more above the Dao Fruit Conference!

And in the eyes of everyone's expectation, Liu Qianqiu's face sank like water, and he splashed ink and wrote two words on the rice paper - chrysanthemum!

All the guests were stunned, chrysanthemum? Is this the title of the new poem? But why is it so simple?

And these people can't see it clearly, but all the celebrities and celebrities have a dignified look, Lu Changqing sighed: "Brother Liu's poetry attainments have returned to the truth, the pen is full of light, and the chest is full of strange energy, although it is only the word chrysanthemum, but it shows the simple and steady wind, just this hand glyph image, as if I have seen the chrysanthemum blooming, the bleak atmosphere of the withering flowers, amazing!"

The other celebrities also nodded one after another, and when the guests heard Lu Changqing's explanation, they all suddenly realized, even if they didn't suddenly understand, they were embarrassed to ask.

"Ah...... I see!"

"Sure enough, there are a thousand mountains in and out of this line!"

"A master is a master, if we can understand the master's intentions, then won't we also become masters?"

When Liu Qianqiu heard Lu Changqing's words, he turned his head and smiled: "Brother Changqing still understands me, and you can see my poetry just by two words, so you are so clever!

And at this time, Ye Qiu had just finished yawning, and said impatiently: "You people don't fool around, you have to write quickly, make a poem and grind and chirp, it's so unpleasant!"

When Liu Qianqiu heard this, his face was ugly, and he wanted to return the favor, because he thought that this kid was very good at his mouth, and if he quarreled with him, he would not be able to please him, and he was secretly aggrieved, but in a blink of an eye, Liu Qianqiu figured it out, and sneered in his heart, wait a while Lao Tzu will make a poem, see if you can still be so arrogant!

Liu Qianqiu was afraid that arguing with Ye Qiu would disturb his mood, so he didn't quarrel with Ye Qiu, but where could the guests endure it? They all accused Ye Qiu: "You are embarrassed to say, you haven't moved a word!"

"Yes, what position do you have on Mr. Liu?"

"Shut up, you can make a poem first, if not, don't beep!"

Ye Qiu was considered to have committed the anger of the people, and was attacked by the crowd in this room.

Long Yingying shook her head secretly, this Mr. Ye is afraid that he has no ability, just playing with his mouth, he shouldn't have stayed here just now, this Mr. Ye was rumored to be his own disciple by this prince brother, and he was afraid that he would also implicate himself.

But now that Ye Qiu represents her, if she doesn't speak, she will be unkind.

Long Yingying reprimanded coldly: "Shut up, don't disturb Mr. Ye to compose poems!"

When the guests heard Long Yingying's reprimand, although they were not angry in their hearts, they were afraid of Long Yingying's power and had no choice but to shut up, and just muttered quietly.

"Just by him, he still writes poetry?"

"I'm laughing to death!"

"Wait to make a fool of yourself, I think these three princesses have lost their faces this time!"

Ye Qiu didn't expect that this Long Yingying was quite righteous, and she could still speak for herself in such a situation, so it was indeed not a loss for her to help her.

Ye Qiu didn't care about the ridicule of the guests around him, but said with a little arrogance: "It's not that I don't write poems, I already have a draft, what I'm afraid is that the poems I write are too good, so that this Mr. Liu can't write, so I have to wait for him to finish and I will write again." ”

"Poof......

All the guests looked at Ye Qiu like ghosts, is this kid's way of bragging? This has been bragging since he saw this kid, and this kid has been bragging vigorously!

Long Yingying covered her face, this guy is simply too bad, he doesn't want to give him face, he has to humiliate himself, he just doesn't know what to do, Long Yingying also felt a burst of disgust for Ye Qiu in her heart.

Liu Qianqiu was also dumbfounded when he heard Ye Qiu's words, but he was not angry, because he had already thought about how this kid would be hit after his poems were made, and he had a flash of inspiration just now, and the poems he came up with were nine times out of ten masterpieces, and now it only depends on whether they can resonate with the Great Dao after they are made!

Thinking of this, Liu Qianqiu was also excited, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably, Liu Qianqiu turned his head to look around, and saw a wine jug on a table, so he suddenly picked up "Dong Dong Dong" and poured it.

All the guests were thrilled.

"Mr. Liu has drunk!"

"This is Mr. Liu's signature move before composing the poem!"

"This is definitely a masterpiece, maybe it can really be passed on!"

And at this time, Liu Qianqiu drank all the pot of wine, threw the wine jug away, his face was already red, his clothes were slack, and he looked like a madman.

"The autumn bushes are like pottery, and the edge of the fence is becoming more and more oblique. It's not that the flowers prefer chrysanthemums, this flower blooms more flowerless, good poetry!!"

Prince Long was writing with Liu Qianqiu on the side, and while reciting the poems written by Liu Qianqiu, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and then he applauded loudly!

After hearing this poem, other celebrities also praised it.

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

"Congratulations to Brother Liu for another masterpiece!"

"It's amazing, now look at this poem, there are a few feet of Wenhui, if there are three feet, it can be handed down for five hundred years!"

Lu Changqing said with a solemn expression.

Everyone also refreshed themselves when they heard Lu Changqing's words, and Liu Qianqiu also looked a little nervous, and then when he saw the written poem, he gradually began to emit a burst of light, shining.

"One foot at a time...... 1 foot 3 inches...... Two-foot ...... Two feet eight inches ......"

Everyone was excited and began to count the height of the poem Wenhui, and it seemed that the temperature in the whole room had risen a few points.

"Three feet! Three feet and one inch !!! done! Heirloom poem! It turned out to be a heirloom poem!"

The patriarch of the Ju clan jumped three feet high, and he was so excited that he seemed to be crazy, laughing heartily for a while, and shouting all over the ground for a while.

However, everyone was not dissatisfied, but looked at the elders of the Ju clan with envy, this time the Ju clan really turned over!

Prince Long was also overjoyed, before this fruit conference, this Liu Qianqiu made a hand-me-down poem, which illustrated Liu Qianqiu's strength.

All the celebrities and celebrities also walked to Liu Qianqiu's side to congratulate him, regardless of whether he was true or not, Liu Qianqiu was already very proud at this time, and they all smiled, and it was also an unexpected surprise for him to be able to make a hand-me-down poem.

Liu Qianqiu turned his head and looked at Ye Qiu with a smile and said, "I'm done, you don't have to worry about me not daring to compose poems." ”

Everybody was laughing,

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