Lin Tian also saw the clothes on his body, which were cut by the dagger of the man in black and no longer looked good. I really should have changed my clothes.

"Then thank Brother Zhang. After saying that, he got into the car and changed his clothes.

On the other hand, the scene of the literary meeting was already singing and dancing, poetry and wine were happy, and the talents were still a little restrained at the beginning, but as the scene slowly heated up, they began to become active.

The girls of Cuiyun Building are also very happy, shuttling through the crowd, swaying and dancing, people look at the beautiful scenery and appreciate the poems.

There have been many people who have come up with their own poems before, hoping to be affirmed by everyone, especially the adults sitting in front, but most of them are not brilliant, and some of them are not even eye-catching to the girls in Cuiyunlou. At this time, Wen San proudly took out his Tibetan poems and came to the front.

"In the following family article three, a poem is written, I hope you will appreciate it. After speaking, he read it out with some pride.

"Spring Clothes"

"The jade flowers float in the wind, and the silver stamens hang on the treetops. ”

"The earth is dressed in a new way, and the green shirt is covered. ”

Full of confidence, I thought that this poem that he thought was very good could be praised by everyone, but after a long time, it was just a few people who said a few perfunctory sentences, and then no one cared about it.

Tian Hong looked at Wen San who came over dejectedly, and said: "Brother Wen don't have to be angry, this poem is very good, choose a day, we will gather in Cuiyun Building, and it will not be too late to appreciate the taste." ”

When Wen San heard Tian Hong's words, he felt better in his heart. "Really, well, since Brother Tian Hong is so gracious, he will definitely go to the appointment. "Haha, it's okay, by the way, why don't you see your eldest brother?"

"Oh, big brother is trying to wait for the end, a blockbuster. Let's make these people lively, hehe. ”

Tian Hong thought for a while and said, "Don't you really have to wait for Lintian to come?"

"It's natural to wait for Lintian, and if the Wenhui doesn't end, it's not a missed appointment, but I'm afraid that Lintian won't be able to come, haha. ”

"Oh, why is Third Brother Wen so sure?"

"Hungry, cough, just guess. Hehe, that Lintian is so timid, I'm afraid that I am afraid of my Wen family, and I will not dare to come. ”

Tian Hong didn't ask much, and echoed with a smile: "That's right, I just said that Lintian is not worth mentioning, and that Tuofei is the same!"

Wen San didn't speak, and said with a smile in his heart: "Hehe, I'm afraid you don't even have a chance to be humiliated." ”

After a while, Wang Ming saw that the time was ripe. So he wrote out the poem he had prepared a long time ago and walked forward. Wang Ming is a little popular in the capital, so when Wang Ming came out, many people began to pay attention to this side. Tian Hong and Wen San looked at Wang Ming jealously, both of them had fantasized about how good it would be for them to have such a status in people's hearts.

"Under Wang Ming, I didn't just make a song "Drunken Pavilion Night". I hope that all adults and friends will comment. Then he read his own poem.

"Looking at Jingting from afar, the wind blows late. Drunken shadow sparkling deep water blue. ”

"A song of sheng came into the night, and a glass of wine was cold under the moon. ”

When Wang Ming finished reading, the people around him were closing and thinking about it, feeling the artistic conception of it.

An adult said, "Yes, good poetry, this night in the lake pavilion to drink alone." A trace of loneliness, a trace of bitterness, this poem is quite meaningful, it is the best quality. ”

"That's right, Night Song Shengxiao. A single glass of wine is cold, there is a feeling of detachment from the world, unwilling to go with the same stream, the poem has a deep meaning, and it is worthy of being a talented man of the royal family in the capital. ”

"At present, Wang Ming's "Drunken Pavilion Evening" should be in the first place! It seems that today's Wenbao competition, this Wang Ming should be counted as one!"

The person next to him sighed, "Alas, it's a pity, the national fortune poem didn't come to the sky, if he was here, it might be another good poem." ”

"Hmph, what good poems are born, and people who don't even have the courage to keep their promises can do anything. At this time, I don't know who interjected contemptuously.

"What I said is that this Lintian, who thought he was a character, was so timid and small, he really saw the wrong person. ”

At this moment, when people saw Wang Ming's poems, they couldn't help but think of the national fortune poem Lintian, which did not appear for a long time, and they were all suspecting that Lintian was afraid or that Jiang Lang would not come.

Wen Yong listened to the surrounding discussions, and laughed gloomily: "What are you waiting for, I'm afraid that I'm already an underground soul, don't blame me, Lintian, it's just that you are too stupid, you shouldn't provoke people, Mr. Sun should have returned to Beijing, hehe, I really have to take a leave of absence after this incident, let the second uncle thank him well." ”

At this time, the people watching the excitement outside the stadium lamented one after another.

"Alas, it seems that Lintian did not dare to come. At this time, it has not yet appeared. ”

"Haha, look at it, I'll just say, bet on the Wen family to win. ”

"Well, it seems that I was scared, I was fortunate to press a few more bets on the Wen family just now, otherwise I would have lost a lot!"

"That's right, why haven't you come yet, I'm crushing the heavens, this time I'm not going to die! ”

Many businessmen were already happily ready to count the money at this time, and said to the people around him with a smile: "Haha, today I Xu someone is clever, I will not dare to come to the sky, what do you think, it has not appeared yet, it is estimated that I dare not go out at home, haha." ”

The round face that used to be like a big cake is now more like a smile, and the people around him are disdainful.

After Wang Ming's poems, no one stepped forward to compose poems for a long time, because Wang Ming's poems are really good, and he is just a showman, and most people don't dare to come up to show ugliness.

However, this is actually a competition between Jinshi, so the real Wenbi has not yet begun.

Wen Yong looked at it for a while, and thought in his heart: "Hmph, Lintian, don't blame me below, everything is your own fault, today's poetry and literature meeting is for me, you are just a small stumbling block." Let's take a good look at how I soar into the sky, haha. ”

Then, Wen Yong walked to the front, and the people around him saw Wen Yong coming up, and they all quieted down.

Wen Yong opened his mouth and said: "Everyone, in the following family Wen Yong, I think you should know that today I Wen Yong wanted to fight with that Lintian, but right now, Lintian has not appeared for a long time, maybe he really doesn't want to come, since he doesn't come, then Wen Mou will also write poems first, and I know that I can't fight for the Wenbao of today's calligraphy and painting workshop, so I only write a poem to help the fun." ”

Wen Yong's words at this time were righteous, showing that he was very magnanimous, and at the same time he could put aside the relationship.

Tuofei was a little unhappy when he heard this, and stepped forward and said, "Is this too early to say? ”

Wen Yong stepped forward: "Brother Tuofei don't be excited, even if you are rude, but you have all seen that no one has stepped forward to write poems now, and it is basically the end of the literary meeting to present poems, although I Wen Yong is not a big person, but I really don't have any fault with what I said, right?, we have enough tolerance for Lintian, this literary meeting was originally invited by the shopkeeper Ye, but now he has not come for a long time, how can I say it?" (To be continued.) )