"Good! I have heard that Brother Tang is brilliant, and his poetry and songs are a must! I'm lucky enough to see you today! ”

"Nangong Yuan's poems are the best in the south of the Yangtze River, I don't know how many literati have been amazed! What a privilege to meet these two literary leaders today! ”

Obviously, people only saw Tang Xuan and Nangong Yuan, and subconsciously ignored Qin Zhen.

Everyone thinks that Qin Zhen is nothing more than a few limericks, and if he really wants to write essays, how can he compare to Tang Xuan and Nangong Yuan, two handsome heroes?

"This Qin Town is just a country man, how can He De let these two handsome men deign to compete in literature?"

"You don't understand! Didn't you hear Tang Xuan just say that he wanted to make a poetry competition with the theme of Miss Ying'er? People don't mean to drink alcohol, they want to please beauties! ”

Listening to the discussions of the people around him, Tang Xuan's face was slightly shy.

Miss Ying'er is as beautiful as a fairy, what man is not amazed by her beauty?

I am also a township test person, and I am going to go to the palace to face the king at the beginning of the year!

Compared to the lintel of the coastal city lord, it can be regarded as a good match.

It can be described as a talented man and a woman.

Nangong Yuan has also been fascinated by Miss Ying'er for a long time, but unlike Tang Xuan's mood, Nangong Yuan has been in love for a long time.

The Nangong family belongs to a famous family in Jiangnan Province and has a great relationship with the lord of the coastal city.

Through this relationship, it is natural that Nangong Yuan and Miss Ying'er have known each other since childhood.

"Since you're going to compete, let's get started!" Miss Ying'er was a little excited.

Everyone gave up the venue.

"I'll come first."

Nangong Yuan couldn't wait to show himself in front of Miss Ying'er.

He took a deep breath, as if he was brewing something, as if every pore on his body was exerting force, as if he was holding a piece of stubborn for many years, and it was finally about to come out.

"There are beautiful women in the southern country, peerless and independent, one cares about the city, and then the country."

"Good!" The city lord was the first to applaud, and his slightly wrinkled face was full of joy: "My daughter is such a peerless and independent beauty!" ”

The people around saw that the city lord of the coastal sea applauded, how dare they look at it? Hurriedly threw up his arms and applauded.

"Brother Nangong praised it falsely, Ying'er is just an ordinary woman, where is it worthy of such poetry?" Miss Ying'er was secretly happy in her heart, but on the surface, she still had to be modest, but the constantly rising corners of her mouth had already exposed her inner happiness.

Anyone who is praised like this is always happy.

Nangong Yuan didn't forget to let out a few farts after pooping: "In my heart, Miss Ying'er is such a strange woman who captivates the country and the city!" ”

Miss Ying'er's cheeks were slightly red.

Tang Xuan couldn't stand it anymore.

"Brother Nangong is indeed brilliant, and the description in the poem is also very appropriate to Miss Ying'er, but in my heart, it is not enough to fully show Miss Ying'er's peerless beauty!"

"Oh?" The Coastal City Lord asked with interest, "Then what kind of poems can you compose?" ”

Even Miss Ying'er cast a curious gaze.

Feeling Miss Ying'er's watery eyes, Tang Xuan only felt that his mood was trembling, he was not pretentious like Nangong Yuan, but picked up the folding fan and immediately spoke.

"The people of the West Sea are like the moon, the eyebrows are frosty and snowy, and they don't know spring, just like immortals."

As soon as the words fell, I heard someone admiring.

"Good poetry, good poetry! A few words, not only show Miss Ying'er's cold energy to the fullest, but also add to the tenderness of the spring breeze! It is said that Tang Xuan's poems are good at writing, and when I see it today, I am even lucky! ”

Even Nangong Yuan couldn't help but be impressed by Tang Xuan's literary brilliance, he was straight, and his eyes flashed with an indescribable light.

"Brother Tang, your poem is really well written! But I'm not going to throw in the towel! ”

"Brother Nangong is too modest, and I won't let go easily."

Looking at the two of them sympathizing with each other and couldn't help but look, everyone present sighed.

"I can't imagine that there are two talented people today, who are willing to write poems for Miss Ying'er, and they will become a good story in the future!"

"Do you think it's Brother Nangong's poem? Or Tang Xuan's poems? ”

"Who we think is useless, it depends on Miss Ying'er's mind!"

"These two are both famous and handsome, who do you think Miss Ying'er will choose?"

For this kind of half-time champagne opening, Qin Zhen didn't have any fluctuations in his heart, and even wanted to laugh.

Nangong Yuan pulled a piece of and let out a few farts by the way.

And Tang Xuan is different, this kid farts with juice.

"Wait, Qin Zhen hasn't written a poem yet! Let's see what poetry he can make! Bao Buqi is even better than these two heroes! ”

Finally, when the award was about to be awarded, someone remembered Qin Zhen, a contestant.

It's none other than Huang Dalang, who is bent on seeing Qin Zhen's jokes and discrediting him.

With Huang Dalang's shout, the literati and artists who blew each other in the surrounding businesses finally remembered that there was still a person like Qin Zhen.

They all cast mocking glances.

"Qin Zhen, it's your turn, let's compose a poem!"

"What kind of poems can he make from a dirt bun from the township? The verses on the cheongsam just now, he himself said that he copied it! He also deserves to be compared with the two handsome heroes? ”

"Qin Zhen, if you can't do it, just admit defeat!" Nangong Yuan walked up to Qin Zhen and said proudly: "Don't be ashamed to lose to me and Brother Tang!" ”

"Who says I can't do it?" Qin Zhen glanced at Nangong Yuan with a slanted glance, and said lightly: "Bring pen and ink!" ”

"You've made it in such a short world?" Tang Xuan exclaimed.

Not only him, but even Nangong Yuan was also surprised.

The poems they wrote were all thought about for a long time, and they chewed the words and sentences one by one.

It was prepared in advance, just waiting to tell Miss Ying'er today.

How long has it been since this Qin Town? Can you come up with a poem?

"Is it hard?"

Qin Zhen looked at a fool with a look in his eyes.

"Writing poetry relies on inspiration, it comes from feelings, and what is slowly held back is not poetry, it is!"

At this time, the subordinate had already taken the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

"Hanzi, Uncle Chen, do me a favor."

The two who were eating melon seeds and drinking wine during the banquet were stunned, and then patted their butts and ran up.

The two of them slowly pulled the paper roll open and lay it in mid-air.

Qin Zhen sighed while sighing that the offshore city lord was really luxurious, and he could still use paper silk! While spilling ink.

The vigorous engraved font spread along the paper scroll with his pen, and Qin Zhen's green but deep and clear voice sounded with it.

"There are beautiful women, and they will never forget them; I don't see it for a moment, and I think like crazy! ”

"This ......"

A few words, the love is sincere, like a mountain roaring tsunami, rushing to the face!

How to show that a woman is beautiful?

The outward depictions are all inferior.

I love you like crazy, that's true!

Tang Xuan was shocked.

Nangong Yuan also hurriedly came to Qin Zhen's side and looked at it carefully.

I saw Qin Zhen stop writing slightly, as if thinking.

Subsequently, the ink was painted again.

"The phoenix soars, and the four seas seek the phoenix; Helpless beauty, not in the east wall! ”