"Hahaha, that's right, it's poetry, don't you know what poetry is?"

Huang Jian saw that his brows furrowed, and thought that he couldn't compose poetry, so he let out a piercing laugh.

The reason why he challenged Liu Feng with poetry was because poetry was what he was best at, and his poems were unique among his peers and were appreciated by everyone.

He is confident that Liu Feng can't compare to himself in this part of the poem.

Laugh, let you laugh, wait a minute, your face will be swollen, looking at the other party's ugly face Liu Feng thought to himself.

"I'll do it little by little, and I would like to ask you to ask the question."

Liu Feng said expressionlessly.

"Okay, it's really refreshing."

"Since our theme today is dinner, let's just focus on wine."

The other party said after a little thought.

Everyone stopped talking, and quietly looked at the two people fighting in front of them.

Only Huang Yue'er was worried about Liu Feng, because she had known him for so long and had not heard that he could write poetry, so she thought that he might agree to the other party's challenge because he was fighting for face.

She understands this cousin of herself, and she has shown her kindness to herself for many years, but she has never agreed to him.

Wine? Liu Feng's mind was racing, looking for relevant poems in his mind.

Soon he thought of Li Bai, a great poet who was addicted to alcohol and was known as a poet.

A famous poem "Will Enter the Wine" came to his mind.

"You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning."

"You don't see the sad white hair of the high hall mirror, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk."

"Life must be full of joy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon."

"I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone."

"Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require three hundred cups of drinking."

"Ladies and gentlemen, you will drink and drink."

He remembered that he had learned the poem in junior high school, and he memorized the first half of it.

As soon as this poem came out, everyone was shocked.

Huang Mu muttered in her mouth at this time:

"How could it be, how could he make such a poem?"

"It's good, it's good, it's a good poem."

After listening to Liu Feng's poems, Huang's father on the side was also stunned, and then burst into warm applause.

Huang Jian, who was still arrogant and confident just now, was stunned at this time.

When he heard his first two sentences, he wanted to refute two sentences, but as soon as the whole poem ended, he was completely sluggish.

is too strong, as a well-read poetry book, he naturally knows how good Liu Feng's poem is and how high the artistic conception is.

As soon as this poem came out, Huang Jian wanted to read out the poem he had written, but now he had no idea at all, which is a little bit of this, this T god poem!

I don't think you'll be a little bit, it's a billion points!

Don't you see? The water of the Yellow River seems to pour from the sky, and the waves roll straight to the sea, never flowing back.

Subtext: It's like the time we have gone, it won't come back.

Don't you see the gray hair facing the mirror in the high hall and lamenting deeply?

In the morning, the hair is still dark, but in the evening it becomes like snow.

Time flies too fast, and when life is proud, you must enjoy the joy to the fullest, and don't let the golden cup be empty to the bright moon.

The talents that God has created for us must be useful, and we can obtain them again after spending a thousand taels of gold.

Let's have fun cooking sheep and slaughtering cows today, and it's not too much to drink 300 cups at a time.

Grab a drink and don't stop your glass, just like our time doesn't stop.

"Bang"

Father Huang's hand slapped heavily on the table, he completely felt the artistic conception of this poem, how could he not feel the rapid passage of time when he was nearly half a hundred years old. new

"I declare that the winner of Biwen is Liu Feng!"

Huang's father directly announced the winner of the first round, who was present

No one has any doubts, and even Huang Jian and Huang Mu, who have been singing against each other, dare not have any objections to this result.

Father Huang not only admired Liu Feng for being able to make such good poems so quickly, but also admired him for having such a state of mind at such a young age, which was amazing.

I thought that this Liu Feng is usually inconspicuous, and this opening is such a classic poem.

In particular, the sentence that I am born to be useful, completely shows that he is a very ambitious person, and he concludes that he will become a great weapon in the future.

At this time, the most shocked person still belonged to Huang Yue'er, because after such a long period of contact, she didn't find that Liu Feng's writing was so good, even if she didn't understand poetry, she could know that it was not simple.

I really don't seem to know him very well, Huang Yue'er thought to herself.

There are too many unsolved mysteries in this man, which makes her curiosity about him even more important.

"Ahh This"

Huang Mu, who was still screaming just now, couldn't speak at this time, because the slap in the face came too fast and too loudly.

The other concubines who had no intersection with Liu Feng spontaneously applauded.

However, the main room looked over, and their applause stopped abruptly.

It is obvious that the prestige of the main house is still there.

"Since everyone has no opinions, let's move on to the next project."

Obviously, Huang's father was very satisfied with Liu Feng's performance just now, after all, this son-in-law still likes him, and his good performance naturally makes his face shine.

"The boy's poetry is good, but I don't know how martial arts are."

Huang Jian snorted coldly, obviously Biwen's defeat just now made him very faceless, he thought to himself that only the competition could make him regain face now.

You must know that you are also a mecha summoner, and your mecha is a strength attribute, and it will be an opponent in the world among the younger generation.

"Uncle, you can be careful, my sword is the first power mecha of the youth of Chang'an City, and the mecha is extremely talented."

Huang Mu on the side said in a weird way.

"It's not good to practice martial arts in the next place, but you can also learn from Brother Sword."

Laughing to death, competing with Lao Tzu, I think you are tired of life, Lao Tzu is with the fierce man who repelled Lu Bu and tied Zhang Fei.

Liu Feng thought to himself what kind of person are you Huang Jian, a person who has never heard the name in the book, so arrogant, I don't want to educate you well today.

"Okay, then let's go out and have a fight."

After saying that, Huang Jian got up and walked to the open space outside the house, and Liu Feng and the others immediately followed.

The man at the dinner table came with the two of them to the clearing.

"In this competition, one mecha fell to the ground and lost, and the point is over."

Huang's father announced the rules of the competition.

Huang Jian didn't ink, and directly summoned his own mecha.

Not to be outdone, Liu Feng opened his scanning glasses to check the other party's mecha.

He wanted to see what level of mecha this person was, and he was so arrogant.

Level 13, general-level high-grade mecha, power type.

Yo, look at the attributes are not bad, Liu Feng thought to himself.

is level 13 at such a young age, and he does have proud capital, and if he meets other peers, he will probably be defeated.

It's a pity that I met myself.