Shen Qingfeng had irrepressible excitement on his face, and said loudly: "It's not a quatrain, it's not a poem." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Anyone who has a little foundation in poetry can hear that this poem is still unfinished here.

Leng Qian looked at Yang Can with a blank eye, as if begging for mercy: "Don't say it again, it's all beaten to the ground." ”

The little fat man secretly clasped his hands: "Please, please, he can't take it." ”

You must know that poems and sentences are broken, which is a common occurrence, especially when the creation time is so short, it is difficult to guarantee that there are no accidents.

Everyone looked at Yang Can, if they were looking forward to it, to see if he could continue the poem in its entirety.

Yang Can deliberately paused, at this time, silence is better than sound, and it should be suppressed appropriately, and it should not break out too early.

"Could it be?" Leng Qian was like being beaten with chicken blood, and he was instantly full of fighting spirit, and glanced at the little fat man.

"Hehe, if it's just a fragment, it doesn't count, why don't you go back and think about coming again?" The little fat man's expression was full of disdain.

Liang Yong was angry and stepped forward: "Even if there is only one fragment, it will far outperform you." ”

There was a lot of discussion in the four places, and they were divided into several camps, some obviously supported Leng Qian, some turned to support Yang Can, and some remained neutral and suggested a draw, and some remained silent.

Because of the Leng family, there are not a few people who support Leng Qian, and for them, there is no need to respect the facts, just an excuse is enough.

"Hehe, it's only half a chapter, no beginning and no end, then, can it be called a poem?" The little fat man was the first to make a difficulty, and his voice was very loud, and he was confident.

"I want to win or lose in half of the article, I've grown so big, I've never seen such a brazen person. ”

"Speechless, begging for an explanation. ”

One after another, like sharp spears, stabbed towards Yang Can's camp.

Liang Yong led some people to fight hard, but there was always a momentum of defeat and retreat.

After all, in terms of popularity, Yang Can is far inferior to Leng Qian, and the other party has the Leng family as the backstage.

Leng Qian didn't speak, but a smile gradually appeared on his face, he didn't expect that there would be such a reversal of things.

"Who is right and who is wrong? We have to listen to Master Ye's judgment. The little fat man shouted loudly.

Ye Bai has always appreciated Leng Qian very much, and in this matter, the little fat man believes that he will not be unfavorable to Leng Qian.

Ye Bai's face showed a look of embarrassment, from the bottom of his heart, he was partial to Leng Qian.

Moreover, behind Leng Qian is the powerful Leng family, if he can make good friends, it will be of great benefit to his future development.

However, if he wants to speak with a clear conscience, especially since this matter is destined to spread, it may cause some kind of turmoil.

"Now that Elder Shen is here, let's listen to it, what does Elder Shen say?" Liang Yong looked at Shen Qingfeng and had a lot of love for Yang Can, and wanted to rely on his majesty.

"How can such a trivial matter trouble Elder Shen?"

"The existing Ye Shi is here, which is enough to judge according to the rules. ”

"Half a poem, how to force the whole poem, this spreads, it will definitely become a joke. ”

Under the bewitchment of the little fat man, many people began to question, and the momentum became stronger and stronger.

Yang Can suddenly opened his mouth and said: "The Hanhai Sea is dry and icy, and the gloomy clouds are bleak and condensed. The Chinese army returned with wine and drinks, Huqin pipa and Qiang flute. The snow is falling in the twilight, and the wind and red flags are not overturned. ”

The sound became louder and louder, like a dragon's chant, and it reverberated in the sky above the Academy.

One after another, the literary qi was moved, and they rushed madly towards this place, and the momentum was many times stronger than Leng Qian.

Yang Can is like a whirlpool, with a mighty and mighty demeanor, surging towards him, showing a trend of going forward and succeeding.

Sensing the massive amount of culture, like the tide of the sea, many people showed smiles on their faces.

This is of great benefit to their cultivation, and many people are taking the opportunity to absorb it.

Gradually, the voices of doubt faded away, and one by one they shrank back, for fear that others would see and laugh at their ignorance.

Leng Qian's face receded all the blood, and suddenly became pale, which was too bullying.

Without this, it obviously gives people hope, and then it is a slap in the face, like lifting people up to the clouds, and then pulling out the ladder, have you considered the feelings of others?

"It's a good Hanhai with a hundred feet of ice, and the clouds are gloomy and bleak. Shen Qingfeng shouted, "It's so good, the scenery is like in front of you." ”

Sure enough, the scenery was like in front of them, and a magnificent picture appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the people who saw the scene were speechless for a long time.

Yang Can's voice became ethereal: "Luntai East Gate sent you to go, and when you go, the snow is full of Tianshan Road." The mountain loop turns around, and the snow leaves a place for horses. ”

The picture faded away, disappearing from everyone's eyes, but it remained in their minds for a long time.

This poem is full of aftertaste, so that everyone who hears it is so shocked that they are speechless for a long time.

After a poem, heavy snow fell in the sky, as if it had come to help the fun.

This poem is magnificent, people in the academy of literature, and the heart is in the side, which is admirable. Shen Qingfeng explained, covering up the slightest flaw.

"It's really snowing, what kind of poem is this, and it can actually alarm the heavens?" said many people in amazement.

Liang Yong shouted loudly: "Brother Jiang, you say, is this poem made by Yang Can a limerick?"

Everyone's eyes looked at the little fat man together, if this is a limerick, it is a big joke.

The little fat man couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, he was sweating, dodging everyone's eyes, and he was always regretting in his heart, why was he so cheap just now?

Liang Yong continued: "Brother Jiang is talented, why don't you make such a limerick poem to open our eyes." ”

The little fat man looked at Liang Yong with a resentful gaze, the meaning was obvious, and he begged to be let go.

Originally, there were many people around the little fat man, but now they are quietly shrinking in the corner, with their heads down, like everything, it has nothing to do with them.

More and more people continue to recite the poems made by Yang Can, and the admiration is endless.

"Well, it's clear that the poem is in rhyme. I don't know who it is, whispered sarcastically.

Ye Bai heard it, pretended not to hear it, and if he continued to entangle, it could only be more shame.

"Master Ye, please comment, these two poems, let us know, who is good and who is bad?" Liang Yong asked deliberately.

Ye Bai sighed secretly in his heart: "Overall, Leng Qian's poems are still good. However, Yang Can's poems are better in all aspects. ”

Leng Qian's body was weak, he almost didn't fall, from the original triumphant, to the current heart is like ashes, the gap is too big, there is no big heart, it is difficult to bear.

Originally, Leng Qian was still fantasizing about whether Ye Bai could withstand the pressure and protect him this time.

But now, everything is in ashes, the general trend is coming, Ye Bai can only sacrifice him.

Therefore, this time the only one who can participate in the poetry meeting is Yang Can. Ye Bai looked fair and just.

The crowd suddenly burst into cheers, and most of the people were conquered by the charm of Yang Can's poem.

Leng Qian was so depressed that he almost vomited blood.

For a long time, Leng Qian has always been most proud of his poetry, but he didn't expect to lose to Yang Can, which is simply a knife in his soft underbelly.

"Hehe, above the poetry meeting, the masters are like clouds, and if you can achieve good results, you can be regarded as a real skill. Leng Qian said with three points of dissatisfaction.

There was a moment of silence in the field, Yang Can's poem is excellent, but which one of the people who can participate in the poetry meeting is a fuel-efficient lamp.

"Yang Can, your previous two poems, the reward given to you by the Academy of Literature, have come down, go with me to collect them. In addition, this poem, I will also recommend the Academy of Literature for you. It's gold, and it always shines. Shen Qingfeng said with a smile.

Shen Qingfeng's study.

The layout is very elegant, with neat books on the shelves, and pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk, which is full of a strong literati atmosphere.

Shen Qingfeng took out a pen, and saw that from the outside, this pen was very ordinary.

However, when Shen Qingfeng's literary qi was injected, he saw a cold glow, constantly flickering on the pen.

Even Yang Can felt a chill from this end, and couldn't help but be extremely happy.

"This pen name is called the Demon Pen, which is Hanlin Wenbao, a scholar used by a scholar in the Hanlin realm, and has killed a lot of demon barbarians. Give it to you today, and treat it with solemnity. Shen Qingfeng said.

Yang Can took the pen and expressed his heartfelt thanks to Shen Qingfeng, this old man treated him very well.

In Yang Can's Wen Palace, there is one more star, and it is the song "White Snow Song", which exudes a wisp of literary atmosphere and strengthens Yang Can's Wen Palace.

The tone is like fog.

However, Yang Can's Wen Palace is too big, and it still seems quite thin, and if he wants to be promoted to the next realm and become a literary spring, he doesn't know how many years and months it will take.

Legend has it that when it comes to the point of being literate, talent and thinking can greatly improve people's creative ability.

In addition, there are all kinds of incredible magical effects, Yang Can is looking forward to the moment of promotion as soon as possible.

The stars of "Snow White Song" flickered, and there was constantly a new literary atmosphere, which emanated, making Yang Can feel a little cool and cool.

"It seems that in the future, we must participate in all kinds of literary meetings, otherwise, if we are not recognized by others, even if we are full of talent, it will be difficult to advance as soon as possible. Yang Can thought to himself.

At this poetry meeting, Yang Can secretly decided that he must participate, and he must get a good ranking and strive to be recognized by more people.

After all, it is in the academy of literature, and if you are recognized by these literati, there will be more and stronger literary atmosphere.

Return to your accommodation.

Yang Can saw that Yang Hu and Xiaohong were practicing Tai Chi seriously, and every move, Yin and Yang were distinct, and they were deeply aware of the mystery of Tai Chi.

In the past few days, due to Yang Can's strong support in resources, coupled with oral teaching, Yang Hu and Xiaohong's strength have made rapid progress.

Yang Hu's strength has reached the Innate Sixfold Dark Power Realm, and Xiaohong's strength has also advanced to the Innate Realm.

As for the little fox, I don't know how far his skills have progressed, but the speed of running is extremely fast.

The entire courtyard presented a vibrant scene, which made Yang Can quite happy in his heart. (To be continued.) )