For China, Dahua style is the best!

The world is ten percent talented, Dahua has half of it, and this pair of poems is from primary school to adulthood, and every person in Wendao has grown up in it.

It can't be said to be shocking, but there will be no loss in this rhythm, rhyme, discipline, etc.

"There are two propositions, one is to describe the heaven and the earth, and the other is to view the sea, and after an hour, judge!"

The great monk said loudly, containing internal force, although the Taoist Pavilion is broad, but everyone hears it clearly.

"Wow, that's a big proposition!"

Wu Shilang was also a good talent back then, so he naturally knew the difficulty of these two topics.

"Indeed."

Chai Tiannuo nodded, as a poet immortal, he naturally had the right to speak on this.

"This kind of proposition seems easy to do, but it is not."

"It's easy to compose poetry, but it's very difficult to make a good work!"

The students bowed their heads and frowned, thinking hard, and they all wanted to write masterpieces that would last forever.

However, people's talents and experiences are limited after all, and it is really difficult to dismantle such a huge existence as the world and the sea with limited life experience.

An hour is not a short time, but for students who want to shine, it is a little too short, and every word needs to be carefully pondered.

There are those who think hard and devote their efforts, and naturally there are also those who grind their teeth and fart.

Wu Shilang and Chai Tiannuo, who had nothing to do with themselves, took out the chessboard and talked happily.

People have strengths and weaknesses, Chai Tiannuo can't play chess, in the words of Yu Zhen'er, who often kills her brother with a sweaty face, Aunt Li, who can't read a word, is better than him.

However, Chai Tiannuo really didn't expect that Wu Shilang was also a stinky chess basket that is difficult to find in the world, and the two of them were chess opponents, and they were very happy to play, and they really felt the fun of the chessboard!

"Oh, my lord, if my chess piece falls, your big dragon will die!"

Chai Tiannuo raised his eyebrows, his face could not hide his joy, he had never won since he touched Go, and now he had the possibility of victory, and his heart jumped up happily.

Wu Shilang trembled and wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, and said with emotion:

"Lord Chai is worthy of being a rare person in a thousand years, and his chess strength is really amazing, and he is really amazing!"

「……」

The monk who watched the battle from the sidelines looked at the sky speechlessly, and his chess strength was amazing, and he even fell into an irregular position, where is the chess power at all?!

Unable to bear it, the monk nodded to a corner of the chessboard:

"Squiro-sama, is this chess piece of yours slippery?"

"You're here, thank you."

Wu Shilang thanked him, pushed the chess pieces back casually, and then his eyes lit up, grandma is a bear, when did he trap such a large pile of chess pieces?

Chai Tiannuo, who was originally jubilant, changed his face suddenly, and sweat flowed down, something bad happened, a son returned to his place, his situation was very bad, and the big dragon on the left probably couldn't be saved.

"The old man is worthy of the golden jade polished by the sea, this chess piece is really magical, and it can be called a chess master!"

"Hahaha, Lord Chai praises, praises!"

"It's just that I've been immersed in it for decades, and I've polished some rules, and when you reach my age, your chess strength will definitely be far surpassed, and you will definitely be a chess master in the future!"

One praised and one blow, the monk couldn't help but cover his face with his hands, and returned the chess method to everyone, such a stinky fart, don't you feel ashamed when you wait for the stinky chess basket?

An hour passed unconsciously, and the students' papers were all collected, and the celebrities of the ancient Buddha country began to judge nervously, and suddenly someone shouted loudly:

"I heard that Dahua Chai Shixian arrived, I wonder if I can use these two topics to compose poems and let me wait to open my eyes?"

When the words fell, everyone looked at each other, and it turned out to be the leader of the Bohai Kingdom.

Chai Tiannuo smiled and waved his hand:

"No, no, no, this is a place for students to compete and become famous, as a teacher, how can I take away their grace."

There was a lot of discussion in the Discussion Pavilion, but the rhetoric was not very good

, Chai Tiannuo can hear excuses from time to time, afraid of embarrassing comments.

At this time, after reading the volume, the scholars and celebrities of the ancient Buddha country discussed it with the great monk, and the great monk said with a smile:

"Congratulations to Dr. Chai, the students of Dahua have a solid foundation in literature and are ready to enter the hall."

Chai Tiannuo arched his hand, with a slight smile on his face, which was reasonable.

"However, it is a pity that none of the thousands of students from 160 countries have made masterpieces that can be passed on to the world."

The senior monk shook his head lightly, and Chai Tiannuo grinned secretly, who made your topic so big, and if you want to make a good work, it is difficult.

"I wonder if Dr. Chai can compose two poems to make up for his regrets, argue with this year, and leave a good story?"

Chai Tiannuo almost applauded the great monk, what is a language master, this is, compared to the opening of the eyes of the Bohai Kingdom, it is 800 times better!

The big monks and officials all said so, and Chai Tiannuo couldn't refuse, not to mention that he also wanted to slap the faces of those guys who looked down on him.

Sitting on his feet, rolling up his long sleeves, Chai Tiannuo said lightly:

"Grind ink, get to business!"

Several students immediately stepped forward, quite excited to help Chai Tiannuo operate, the poet immortal composed poems, it must be a masterpiece, must be served!

"What is the official title of this Lord of the Bohai Kingdom?"

Chai Tiannuo asked with a chuckle, and the slightly old leader of the Bohai Kingdom thought about it, and arched his hand and said:

"Wailang, a member of the Ministry of Rites."

Looking at the vicissitudes of life on his face, Chai Tiannuo nodded and said softly:

"The first poem will be written for you."

Lifting the pen and dipping it into ink, Chai Tiannuo decisively put down the pen, and the world-famous Chai's regular script slowly unfolded.

The students quietly looked at the contents of the rice paper, and their faces slowly showed surprise.

Not long after, after the first poem was written, Lu Ziqi, the head of the students, took Shu Xuan aside, carefully used Sheng Xuan to absorb the residual ink, and then handed it to the monk.

The monk glanced at it a few times, immediately gasped, held it in both hands, and solemnly accepted it.

The second song was also written quickly, and after the same operation, all the judges and celebrities gasped together, and the senior monk even bowed deeply to Chai Tiannuo, and said with a sigh:

"It is worthy of Chai Shixian, it is not an exaggeration to say that the world is eighty percent angry!"

Seeing that people from all over the country were a little impatient, the monks immediately asked people to stand tall and read aloud.

"Heaven and earth are a sand gull."

"The grass is breezy on the shore, and the night boat is dangerous."

"The stars hang down and the plains are wide, and the moon swells in the great river."

"The name is not written, and the official should be old and sick."

"Why is it so fluttering, the world is a sand gull!"

The words fell, and the Taoist Pavilion was immediately quiet, good poetry, incomparably good poetry!

The first half is small with a large belt, describing the vastness of the world, and the second half is made of sand gulls with the ups and downs of the Guanhai Sea, which shows the vastness of the world and the boundlessness.

Among them, there is more charm and direct life, and it is really done for the foreign man of the Bohai Kingdom, this kind of talent is worthy of the name of the poet fairy!

Wailang, a member of the Bohai State, was silent for a long time, got up, bowed deeply to Chai Tiannuo with his crossed hands, and sat back silently, the vicissitudes on his face became even heavier.

Wu Shilang couldn't help but sigh when he looked at his foreign counterpart, the sea was like a mountain, the peak was only a little bit, and it was getting wider and wider, and there were very few people who could stand near the peak like himself.

Most of them are like this foreigner, who has wasted time and life.