Step by step. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Leng Qian kept walking in the field, and his mouth kept chanting words, and on such a cold day, beads of sweat actually appeared on his head.

A group of people don't think it's strange, after all, reciting poetry is a very brain-consuming thing.

There were a lot of people on the field, but there was no noise, they were all afraid of disturbing, and they had a cold thinking.

Yang Can's performance was the strangest, he seemed to be thinking about it, but he was looking into the distance, and his expression was peaceful.

Among this group of people, there are a few little fat people, who seem to be the most anxious, if Leng Qian can't complete the test questions within the specified time, maybe he will be on par with Yang Can.

The little fat man never wants to see this, even how to laugh at Yang Can and how to lead people to coax, he has thought about it, if he can't use it, won't he live up to his talent too much?

In the Academy of Literature, Leng Qian is a man of the hour, and most of the people in the Academy know him.

Especially because of the relationship between the Leng family, Leng Qian's every move is even more eye-catching.

If he performs well, Leng Qian's prestige will naturally increase, and his position in the Leng family will be more stable.

But if the performance is not good, I believe that there will be no fewer people who take the opportunity to fall into the well, and they will be ridiculed in front of and behind people.

Liang Yong was trembling nervously, and this incident was completely caused by him.

Even though Liang Yong deeply recognizes Yang Can's strength, but when he writes poems on the spot, everyone has a time to act badly.

"Don't be so nervous. Ye Chen said lightly, "In life, who hasn't experienced some setbacks, otherwise, how can they reach the top?"

Time is getting tighter and tighter, Ye Bai only feels that his heart is pounding, if the two of them can't answer, he is still embarrassed.

At this moment, Ye Bai regretted it a little, he shouldn't have put Leng Qian in an urgent situation when he suppressed Yang Can.

"Stinky boy, you're going to fight for me. Ye Bai prayed secretly in his heart.

Time passes minute by minute, and for some people, this kind of torment is almost unbearable.

Shen Qingfeng stood aside, looking at the two in front of him with interest, he remembered very well that during the entrance test, these two people had a big fight.

"Well, the time has come. Ye Bai sighed deeply, and there was a deep disappointment on his face.

Originally, Ye Bai was still looking forward to Leng Qian's answer in advance, but now, everything has come to naught.

Leng Qian's face was quite calm: "Master Ye, I have it." ”

Ye Bai sighed, Leng Qian's rhythm was almost life-threatening.

"Leng Gongzi, I believe that you will not let us down. The little fat man looked extremely excited.

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being a cold son, in such a short period of time, he can write a poem, and he is quick to think. ”

"Leng Gongzi's level is very high, and the last time he casually mentioned me, my poetry level has more than doubled. ”

Many people are talking about it, and their expressions are full of admiration for Leng Qian.

Leng Qian enjoyed this feeling very much, and he nodded slightly, as if to signal to everyone.

"Everyone, don't disturb Leng Gongzi, don't mess with his train of thought. The little fat man waved his hand around, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

Leng Qian raised his head slightly, with a hint of rebelliousness in his expression: "Open the door in the morning, and the courtyard is full of snow." ”

"Good!" the little fat man applauded.

At the instigation of some people, the applause was quite enthusiastic and enduring.

Ye Bai's expression was very calm, and even faintly disappointed, this sentence was not particularly brilliant.

Leng Qian continued: "The snow is clear, the clouds are light, and the sun is cold. ”

This sentence is a bit interesting, not only the little fat man and others applauded hard, but even Ye Bai nodded frequently.

Leng Qian deliberately paused, and waited until everyone's eyes were focused on him, and then he continued to chant: "The ancient pine verdant plum blossoms are cold, just as lonely and idle. ”

After chanting a poem, I saw the tone of the text, surging in front of everyone, like a dark tide.

"The undercurrent of literary energy?

Exclamations came and went, but I didn't expect Leng Qian's poems to be able to produce visions.

Even in the Jiangzhou City Literary Academy, there are many masters, but there are not many poems that can produce this kind of vision.

"My God, what did I see? Leng Gongzi is a great talent, and this poem is enough to be famous in the Academy of Literature. The little fat man widened his small eyes, and his face was full of incredulity, and he boasted vigorously.

"Forgive me for my loneliness, I have never seen it, and the poems that can produce visions are seen today, and this life is not worthwhile. ”

"What can I say but worship?"

The words of admiration kept ringing, making Leng Qian feel fascinated when he heard it.

Leng Qian's heart, like in the clouds and fog, he never expected that he would be able to make a poem that produced a vision.

"Haha, Yang Can, this time, you really helped me become famous. I will step on your bones and rise to the top. Leng Qian felt in his heart, not to mention how comfortable it was, just like drinking a cold drink on a hot day.

"Okay! Good for you, I didn't expect you to be able to hold back such a wonderful poem. Ye Bai was so happy that even his demeanor was a little abnormal.

Liang Yong's face turned miserable: "Yang Can, this time, I can cause a big trouble for you." ”

After a while, the crowd stopped, and they all looked very excited, looking at Yang Can.

Ye Bai sneered: "Yang Can, do you think there is any need to continue this competition?"

Leng Qian said sincerely: "Master Ye, since Yang Can dares to fight, there must be a wonderful poem." I know him best, he's not a man who gives in easily. ”

A group of people showed playful expressions on their faces, and when Leng Qian said this, it was obvious that he would not give up and wanted Yang Can to make a fool of himself.

"Yang Can, do you have any poems? Hurry up, you didn't delay everyone's time. The little fat man said with a disdainful expression.

Under the leadership of the little fat man, many people sneered at Yang Can and laughed at him for being too self-conscious.

"It's just poetry. It's not a shame to lose. Let's all disperse. "Shen Qingfeng is a kind-hearted person who wants to play a round for Yang Can.

Since the last time, after participating in the test, Shen Qingfeng has a deep impression of Yang Can and has a good impression.

A group of people booed, since Elder Shen said so, I was afraid that there would be no excitement to watch.

"I also have a poem here, do you want to listen to it?" Yang Can said unhurriedly.

The bodies that wanted to turn around and leave, all turned around, and they all looked at Yang Can as if they were looking wonderful.

Shen Qingfeng felt very uncomfortable, and originally wanted to relieve Yang Can from the siege, but who knew that this person was good, and he didn't know how to lift at all.

"Yang Can, since you also have poems, then chant them and let everyone listen to them. As long as you can follow the rhythm, people will never laugh at you. Ye Bai sneered.

Yang Can felt angry for a while, he looked down on me so much, come to me, just rhyme together, look down on me too much.

"Haha, Yang Can, yours won't be limericks, right? To tell you the truth, I will do too. Why don't we go back and compare the two of us?" said the little fat man with a teasing face.

Yang Can felt even more uncomfortable, and even said that I, the poem I chanted was a limerick poem.

"Yang Can, everyone is very busy, don't sell it. Leng Qian said with a disdainful face.

Yang Can's face became even more gloomy, it turned out that when he came to you, he was brewing emotions, and when he came to me, it was a waste of everyone's time.

"Yang Can, no, we will admit defeat. Ye Chen was on the side and said extremely simply.

"Admit defeat, why admit defeat?" Yang Can sneered, and suddenly a clear groan was heard, and the voice spread to the Academy: "The north wind swept the ground and the white grass folded, and the snow flew in August. ”

When they first heard these two poems, there was a sudden silence, and all the noise disappeared together, and the momentum was too strong for them to resist at all.

In front of everyone, a large endless white grass appeared, and then a gust of wind flew, blowing the white grass one after another, and there were snowflakes falling from the sky.

"It's fake, there's no real snowflake. Is this, the poetry is now in the realm?" I don't know who it was, and I cried out in horror.

The little fat man opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak, and this unexpected blow almost didn't make him collapse.

Shen Qingfeng's face was filled with a strange smile, and he muttered, "There is no doubt that this is in line with the rhythm." ”

Ye Bai only felt that his face was as if he had been slapped hard, and the pain was indescribable, this blow came too quickly and incredible.

Leng Qian's heart couldn't help sinking, sinking again, and he heard despair from these two poems.

As long as Yang Can gets two more sentences, even if it is nonsense, as long as it is not too outrageous, he will lose completely.

The people next to him, one counts as one, his face is extremely surprised, is this really a fledgling newcomer, how can he be so sharp?

Liang Yong suddenly became energetic, and his eyes scanned the audience like lightning, as if the two lines of poetry just now were written by him.

The group of onlookers, in addition to being surprised, were full of expectations, Yang Can's poem wouldn't be anticlimactic, right?

"Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom. Yang Can groaned unhurriedly.

For brewing feelings, there are few people who are comparable to Yang Can's master, and these two poems are full of bold momentum.

"Oh, my God, how can there be such a good poem? This is simply a famous sentence that will be passed down through the ages?" A rather girlish literati, extremely pretentious and authentic.

"Well, these two lines of poetry are quite rhyming. The more Shen Qingfeng reminisced, the more he felt infinite, and he shouted lightly.

Smack!

Ye Bai only felt as if he had been slapped twice again, this kind of taste was really uncomfortable.

In the fierce cold wind, the rows of trees are covered with ice and snow, like pear blossoms blooming in spring.

Such a beautiful scene suddenly appeared in front of everyone, and everyone was drunk.

"The bead curtain is scattered and the curtain is wet, and the fox fur is not warm and the brocade is thin. The general's horns and bows are uncontrollable, and they are all cold in iron clothes. Yang Can's voice became more and more cold and agitated, echoing in the academy.

The little fat man's face became more and more ugly, and he whispered, "Isn't this a quatrain?"

The scenes of the military camp appeared in front of everyone, which made the poetic meaning of this poem instantly sublimated.

"Dacai, what a talent. Shen Qingfeng was no longer reserved, and shouted loudly for this poem.

There was a chorus of voices all around, and these people completely forgot that they had all kinds of sarcasm about Yang Can just now.

It's just that the faces of these people feel a little hot, and the instantaneous change makes them unable to adapt for a while. (To be continued.) )