Chapter 351: Everyone was shocked

At the head of the Yellow Crane Tower, there was a mess, and some people didn't even eat food or drink wine, so they simply gathered around to see how the situation developed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Protest, protest, think about it, how horrible it would be to add crooked words to a white wall. ”

"Shopkeeper Xu, don't go your own way, I won't even be able to eat in the face of bad words. ”

"Hehe, I've seen some people who leave poems on the walls, but it's all everyone. What do you have as a young man?"

"Shopkeeper Xu, don't chill everyone's hearts, then this restaurant of yours will close down soon. ”

A group of people were shouting wildly, asking Shopkeeper Xu to think twice, and not to let Yang Can's words easily pollute the wall.

"Take 10,000 steps back, if you really want to write on the wall, then it's better to ask Wei Juren. ”

"Wei Juren's words, even if they can't be said to be at the peak, but his poetry and book level is ranked first in Jiangzhou, which is better than you taking this white wall and ruining it in vain. ”

"Shopkeeper Xu, if you really want to paint the walls, then just say it, why bother to find one, such a clumsy excuse?"

"Wei Juren is on the field, the kid is out. In the end, I don't know who started first, and a group of people followed and coaxed, and the sound was very neat.

Wei Juren was so moved that he almost burst into tears, and he took a deep breath: "Shopkeeper Xu, it's not that I have to come out, but you see, I'm really, it's hard to be gracious." ”

Shopkeeper Xu shook his head, he didn't expect that it was a simple inscription, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

"Young Master Yang, as long as it is the place of my Yellow Crane Tower, you can write it casually, even if it is written on my face. Shopkeeper Xu said loudly.

Yang Can nodded, and rushed to the trust of the shopkeeper Xu, even if he stayed for a while, it was worth it.

"Wei Juren, if you want to write, just write. The four treasures of the study are all here, and I will pay you for a meal when I write it. Shopkeeper Xu turned his face and said helplessly.

Wei Juren's face was stunned, what is meant to be written if he is willing to write, do you really think that his words, like radishes and cabbage, are worthless things.

"Shopkeeper Xu, you really look down on me so much. Wei Juren thought silently in his heart, and even his hands trembled a little.

Yu Chaofan shook his head slightly on the side: "Brother Wei, the mentality is the most important, don't write something, it will be a big loss, but it will weaken your usual reputation." ”

Wei Juren looked angry: "Brother Yu, please help me evaluate the theory, does this incident you encounter today make people angry?"

Yu Chaofan shook his head slightly, and in his gaze, it seemed that he was born with calming power.

"Since Shopkeeper Xu is so insistent, then I will be ugly. Yang Can saw that the momentum was almost made, so he separated the crowd and walked out.

Indeed, except for the shopkeeper Xu, there are indeed very few people who support Yang Can in the field, only a few people.

"Brother Wei, don't write it, competing with such a person is a bit of a loss of our identity. There were many literati who dissuaded him.

"No, I have to write it, and I have to write it well. Otherwise, wouldn't you let everyone down?" Wei Juren's face showed a determined light.

This sentence won the applause of almost the audience, and the atmosphere was quite warm.

"Alas, it's really high and low, Young Master Yang, you don't have to be depressed. Shopkeeper Xu sighed.

There was no way, a group of people gathered around Wei Juren, waiting to see his inscription, and there were very few people who paid attention to Yang Can.

Yang Can took out the demon suppression pen, only to feel a burst of murderous aura spread all over the world, and at a glance, he knew that it was an extraordinary treasure.

Even Yang Can's ink and inkstone are all from the rewards of the Holy Courtyard, and there is a faint rosin fragrance that keeps spreading.

"You see, the stunned boy still has a lot of good things?" exclaimed an old man in astonishment.

Such an exaggerated cry attracted two rows of onlookers, but relatively speaking, it was still too few.

Shopkeeper Xu made this matter with one hand, but now he was a little apprehensive, and muttered: "Compared with the two, I only hope that the gap between Yang Gongzi's inscription is not too obvious." ”

Yang Can rolled his strange eyes: "Shopkeeper Xu, if you don't believe me, then I won't write it, so I won't embarrass you." ”

A group of people were stunned, but they didn't expect that this person was not very famous, and his temper was not small, so it was very difficult to serve.

"Young Master Yang, what are you talking about, if I don't believe you, will I make such a big investment?" said Shopkeeper Xu with an embarrassed face.

Yang Can nodded: "That's what I said." In that case, you put away that anxious heart and watch me play to my heart's content. ”

Originally, there were still some people who were waiting to see Yang Can's words, and when they heard it, they turned their heads to Wei Juren.

Wei Juren picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, his expression was full of confidence and his bearing was calm.

is worthy of being a famous scholar in Jiangzhou, who is famous for his poetry and books, he holds the pen in his hand, and all the negative emotions have disappeared.

After pondering for a while, Wei Juren began to write, he had already planned it in his chest, and the content he wanted to write had been conceived in advance.

"Okay!" After reading Wei Juren's poems and calligraphy, a group of people applauded one after another, and almost lifted the roof of the restaurant.

Even Yu Chaofan was on the side, nodding his head again and again, secretly admiring Wei Juren's talent.

If it comes to writing novels, Wei Juren is naturally not Yu Chaofan's opponent, but if it comes to writing poetry, he may not be as good as Wei Juren.

In the chaos, Yang Can entered the state of Tai Chi, he lifted the pen, and wrote three big characters on the wall, "Yellow Crane Tower".

Yang Can's side also sounded a cheer, attracting many people, all looking towards the wall.

Seeing the three words "Yellow Crane Tower", many people pouted, although this word is written well, but copying the name of the store, it really doesn't make much sense.

Yang Can no longer pretends to be mysterious, but simply does it in one go, and his pen power is wide open and closed, like flowing water in his peers.

"Oh my God, what did I see?" a man shouted frantically.

"It's impossible, it's impossible for someone to write so well, I look at these words, it's like flying in the air. ”

"Even compared to first-class calligraphers, they are not too worried, no, I think this pair of characters is better. ”

"If you just look at the words, you are too backward, and if you look at the poetry in it, it gives me goosebumps all over my body. ”

"Huo Huohuo, to be able to see such poems, I feel that I am fortunate in my third life, why am I suddenly so moved that I want to shed tears?"

A group of people shouted and screamed, as if they were in the middle of an evil spirit, and they couldn't keep their composure when they saw all this in front of them.

"I said, are you evil? Is it possible that you can write so well?"

"What kind of poem is this, and why do I think it looks like a picture?"

"The words on this wall are about to break through the wall and fly out, this is the word, it is clearly a line of ink dragons?"

Someone kept coming up and saying, "You're exaggerating. No, no, what I saw, you didn't have to picture what happened. ”

One person came and froze, two people came and froze.

More and more people gathered around, looking at the poem inscribed by Yang Can, and then one by one, as if they had fallen into magic, they all froze.

"Where did this person come from, this word makes people impassioned, but this poem, this poem ......"

"This poem is so well written, it looks like a famous sentence, good, really good. ”

"Lao Hu, don't you know how to read?"

"Of course I don't know how to read, but everyone says yes, and I think it's going to be pretty good. ”

A literati sighed: "Brother Wei, we are friends, very good friends, but I can't help but say a fair word." Alas!"

"Look at this word and this poem are surprisingly good, how can such a person be an unknown person?"

"Hehe, to be honest, I always thought that my handwriting was still good, and others have always praised me like this, but when I saw such words, I was so ashamed that I wanted to die. ”

"Such words, such poems, can never be, without any vision?" said someone so firmly.

Before the words fell, bursts of ink fragrance kept coming, making people feel as if they were in the ink pool.

On the white wall, there are ink flowers, which are constantly blooming, and they are extremely beautiful and beautiful.

Bursts of literary atmosphere kept coming, making the people present have a big mind, and some people were like being reborn.

"What a strong literary atmosphere? God, I've been promoted, I've been promoted. "Someone was on the sidelines, jumping wildly, laughing so hard that tears came out.

"I didn't make the cut, but my tone went up. Speaking of which, we were lucky this time. ”

"Hehe, I finally understand what it means to be at the right time, I didn't expect to come to a meal and encounter such a good thing. ”

A group of people were very excited, only Yang Can felt panicked, such a famous poem through the ages, let him send it out so easily, will it cause criticism.

Yang Can is actually not afraid, I only want to do my own thing in my life, and my merits will be left for future generations to evaluate! )