Lin Tian stepped forward and patted Tuofei on the shoulder, stabilizing Tuofei who was about to scold, he smiled at Tuofei and signaled him to settle down.

Tuofei, who was still a little anxious, suddenly saw Lintian's smile, and he instantly quieted down.

Maybe others don't know, but Tuofei has been with Lintian for a long time, and he can naturally understand that Lintian's smile is not a forced smile, but a sincere natural and calm.

Lintian doesn't smile often, but every time he decides something, he has this kind of smile, maybe it's a person's habit, and it's also some kind of message, he has already made a decision.

Lintian stepped forward, looked at Wang Ming and Wen Yong downstairs, and said calmly: "Since you have already decided, then do as you say, I have no objection." ”

Lintian happily agreed, but it made many people feel strange, because there was some unfairness in it, if Lintian was not stupid, how could he agree?

Could it be that he is confident that he can challenge Wen Yong's national fortune poems? Many people are puzzled.

Wen Yong smiled contemptuously and said, "It's good if you agree! I wonder if you're ready now? I think it's time to come forward and write poems, right?"

Wen Yong didn't think much about it in his heart, at this time his heart was already in his hands, he felt that judging from today alone, almost no one could be stronger than his national fortune poem. So he didn't care about Lintian's calm reaction at all, in his eyes, it was just his composure.

Lin Tian did not answer immediately, but turned his head to look at the gauze tent, and then paused.

"Before I do that, I need to ask again. The first standard of the literary comparison between you and me is the rhyme of the piano poem, and whoever can become a bosom friend will win. If both of you and I are unsuccessful, then we are judging the level of the poem, right?"

"Exactly!" Wen Yong said confidently.

The corners of Lintian's mouth rose slightly, and he nodded indifferently, "Well, that's fine......"

After Lin Tian finished speaking, he didn't wait for Wen Yong to speak again. Then he turned around and walked downstairs with Tuofei.

Wen Yong looked at Lintian, who was about to go downstairs, and wanted to say something more, but in the end he held back. His eyes were full of disdain, he felt that Lintian was pretending to be calm, hesitating the confidence in his heart, and he didn't even hear what Lintian meant by 'it's good like this'.

Not much. Lintian and Tuofei came downstairs. His eyes were half-open. Walked slowly to the front of the center stage.

Almost all the people in the building looked at Lintian, even the girls from Fengxuan Tower. But unlike Wen Yong's eyes, they didn't think he was outstanding when they looked at Lintian, but they all wanted to see what kind of state and expression this unlucky man who had written poems about national fortune would be at this moment.

This is the long-awaited ridicule session, although Lintian has not yet written a poem. It's not a real failure, but the result is already in people's minds. And I can't wait to get the thrill of psychological balance and ridicule.

However, when they saw Lintian up close, there was a gap between what they thought in their hearts.

They think that Lintian should be afraid of nervous legs and feet, but is this a little too calm?

Wen Yong and Wang Ming looked at it coldly, and there was a sneer in their hearts, if it was in Cangzhou, they should indeed be worried about Lintian's reaction, but this time is not the past, after all, they are all Wen Xiu's identity, and it is not the same as before.

Wen Yong said coldly: "Lintian, if you are ready, then let's start!"

With Wen Yong's words, many people's eyes began to play and abuse, and the pressure was not half a star in front of the national fortune poem, and the luck of the sky was exhausted, and it was likely that he would not even be able to induce the luck.

Jin Jinlu's eyes lit up upstairs, and he had a different view of Lintian from beginning to end. Seeing Lintian so indifferent, he couldn't help but nodded.

"Sure enough, it didn't disappoint me, in the face of such a situation, it seems that I should be prepared. Jinshalu thought to himself.

Then he looked at Wang Ming and He Wenyong, Wen Yong he really didn't know, but Wang Ming, he still knew, he couldn't say he knew, he should say he was familiar.

Wang Ming's background is also not bad, after all, his father is an important minister of the Great Xuan Criminal Department, and the reason why Wang Ming's Wang family has a prominent position is because the Criminal Department is involved in the very edge of many power contradictions.

No matter how bright the court is, there is always a black side, so the criminal department is a veil outside this darkness, and many things can only be done by using this veil as an appearance.

Although Jinshalu is far away in the army, after all, his family background is the 'Central Army', and his father is the commander of the Central Army, the last line of defense of the Great Xuanguo, so he has seen these so-called big people many times.

The nine kings of Daxuan, the four handsome, the two prime ministers, one ceremony, one punishment, and one Hanlin. He has seen almost everything, and the 'first punishment' here is the Wang family.

The undercurrent of the current has begun to surge, and these forces are secretly connected to each other, and he has recently received some news, that is, the 'Wang Family Criminal Department', which has always maintained neutrality, seems to have begun to tend, as if it is not as 'selfless as it seems', and it is likely that the side they tend to is the 'Nine Kings'.

After all, Jinshalu is an aristocratic family, and it is not surprising to know these things. So his eyes when he looked at Wang Ming at this time were full of disgust. Soldiers are full of enthusiasm for the country, so in their eyes, they don't like this sour bureaucracy very much, let alone the 'moths' of some countries.

......

After hearing Wen Yong's words, Lintian ignored it, but looked directly at the stage.

He knew that it was indeed time to play anyway, but until now, he still didn't have a lot of confidence in this last piece. After all, he tried to guess the identity of the woman in the gauze tent, so the test he faced was also huge.

He must make a choice, insist on his heart to write a poem for the last song, he may not be chosen, if he does not write a poem to the qin song, then he must write a poem of national fortune, and he must rely on the strength of the poem itself to draw out more luck to surpass Wen Yong, because he himself has no extra luck.

This seems to be a bit of a dilemma, but the peace and indifference in Lintian's heart at the moment is from the heart, to be honest, he is not afraid of failure, and he is not afraid of being ridiculed and spurned by everyone after failure.

Because since he was a child, the humiliation and abuse he has suffered have exceeded these, so Lintian doesn't care about any results and other people's jokes, so he is calm and indifferent in his heart.

But the reason why he accepted Wenbi, from the bottom of his heart, was not because he was helpless, but because there were some things that he had to insist on, not his face, not the atmosphere in his heart, and not the heart of revenge.

Sometimes, insisting on dignity does not mean being strong. But if you don't even want dignity, that's real cowardice.

Since the time Lintian was sober in the Wen family, he had already decided that even if he died in the future, he would never let anyone cross his bottom line!

The bottom line is not as important as life, and dignity is even less important than the reality of food and clothing, but Lintian still has to stick to his heart, even if he dies young again, because this is the stubbornness in his heart!

Hongxia looked at Lintian and looked at it carefully, feeling that he was a very ordinary handsome young man, and his indifferent expression made him feel a little stunned.

No matter what she thinks, she thinks that Miss Feng'er's choice will never be him!

And in Hongxia's heart, from the beginning to the present, she didn't care about the 'stupid' young man in front of her at all, and it was only now that she took a serious look at the other person of Wenbi.

Hongxia took a few steps forward, and suddenly felt that Lintian's eyes were actually looking at the gauze tent, and her brows suddenly frowned.

"Could it be...... No......" Hongxia couldn't believe it, but then she smiled in relief.

may be thinking too much, this kind of stunned gaze is probably just a coincidence......

Then Hongxia sorted out her thoughts, didn't think about it anymore, looked at the stunned Lintian and said, "Lintian Gongzi is ready to write poems?"

............ (To be continued.) )

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