"Would you like to try it too?"

Verses are mentioned in both "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

All are original.

Yu Lanxin watched it more than once.

Calligraphy and painting aside.

He believes that Lin Hao still has some attainments in this area.

It's totally okay to get involved.

And it doesn't lose to everyone present.

"Okay, just try it, help my uncle win a lottery, it's my duty."

Lin Hao doesn't see much poetry and songs in this world.

But there are countless classics in his world.

Plainly.

See the mountains at a glance.

It's really not challenging.

He originally wanted to be a spectator.

But Yu's father likes calligraphy and painting so much.

I still felt a little compassion.

Why not take what you can?

Right.

Saying goes.

There is a bargain and nothing to be accounted for.

"Poof."

Yu Lanxin was amused by him, and immediately said: "Actually, not only my father likes it, but I also like it." ”

"Huh?"

Lin Hao straightened up and said with a righteous attitude: "That's not to mention, these two calligraphy and paintings, your boyfriend has rounded up." ”

"Bragging."

Yu Lanxin thought that Lin Hao was teasing her.

It's a pleasure to be happy.

But I didn't take it seriously.

The two of them talked and laughed.

The voice was very low.

On the other side, Wang Xi's teeth were about to be crushed.

I straightened my ears and couldn't hear clearly.

beside him.

I don't know whose family it is.

Holding a child who is not a few years old.

A vigorous shouting.

So I can only see two people happy.

The little flame of hope in my heart was once again watered with cold water.

Even so.

He still refuses to accept this reality.

This guy in front of you.

It's nothing other than being tall and handsome.

It's all external.

The most important thing about men is connotation.

In terms of literary literacy.

I'm afraid this guy can't even compare to his own toes.

Wang Xi felt that Yu Lanxin was deceived by the other party.

The whole process is by mouth.

In fact, it is useless.

He had to expose the shallowness of this bastard.

Let Uncle Yu and Yu Lanxin take a thorough look.

Wang Xi took a deep breath.

Fang Cai's calligraphy himself was disturbed.

There is no comparison.

This time the poem.

The gap has to be widened.

"Then it's up to me to draw a proposition."

Then.

Master Wang Xuehaiwang got up.

Reached out and touched the inside of the cardboard box.

Then take out a small note.

Wait for him to spread out.

There are two words written on it.

"Mid-Autumn Festival"

"Okay, the question is out, everyone can start, the timing begins." Wang Xuehai smiled.

The voice fell.

Everyone looked at each other.

There was a moment of silence.

Someone had an idea and hurriedly put down the pen.

And some people are scratching their ears and cheeks.

'Mid-Autumn Festival'

The word seems simple.

But this proposition is suitable for ancient poetry.

It is more difficult to interpret in modern poetry.

The group of people who wanted to be opportunistic in the past were more uncomfortable.

"How do you write to make your eyes shine?"

"It's not okay to just make it up."

"It's a bit of an idea, it's still a little worse."

"I happened to run into someone who was good at it."

"There it is."

Everyone looked different.

Dad Yu is also frowning and putting pen to paper a little bit.

But I held it for a long time.

Just wrote a sentence.

Everyone else is pretty much the same.

Even Wang Xi was squeezing word by word.

"How? Got an idea? Yu Lanxin asked Lin Hao with a smile.

"Yes."

Lin Hao smiled: "I'll read it, and you will write it." ”

"Okay."

Yu Lanxin nodded.

"Are you ready? I'm about to start, don't be intimidated. Lin Hao sold it.

Yu Lanxin smiled but said nothing.

The brush in his hand shook at him.

Lin Haowaner.

Cleared his throat.

Then he whispered.

When is the bright moon?

Ask the sky for wine

I don't know the heavenly palace

What year is it?

I want to go back with the wind

I am afraid of Qiong Lou Yuyu

It's cold in the heights

Dance to figure out the shadow

How it seems to be in the world

Yu Lanxin's face was stunned.

The more I wrote, the more surprised I became.

Her poetic attainments are not very high.

But this does not affect the ability to appreciate it in any way.

Whether it's artistic conception or words.

It's all so well written.

Her eyes lit up.

My boyfriend is not only good at writing.

The poems are also hidden.

Yu Lanxin was shocked.

As everyone knows.

At this time, Liu Hong, who was watching from the field, gasped.

Just now, he just walked around.

But I overheard the conversation between the two young men.

I don't feel right.

Just about to leave.

I didn't think that this young man would be shocked when he opened his mouth.

Standing behind the two.

A few words stopped.

I couldn't move my feet.

And Lin Hao seemed to be unknown.

At this point, it's like memorizing a text.

I read it very fast.

Turn Zhu Pavilion

Low Qihu

Shine without sleep

There should be no hate

What is the long time to say goodbye

People have joys and sorrows

The moon is cloudy and sunny

This matter is difficult to complete

May people last a long time

Thousands of miles together

The moon is in the sky.

Lonely and far away.

A poem is written.

Yu Lanxin was stunned and couldn't come back to her senses.

The eyes shine.

"Good! What a good one, I wish people a long time and a thousand miles together! Good words! What a good word! ”

Suddenly.

Liu Hong shouted loudly.

It directly startled a few people at this table who were struggling to write.

Even the others not far away were somewhat affected.

"What's going on?"

"What's the situation where someone wrote a good word?"

"What did Master Liu see, so excited?"

"I looked like it was those two young men, something was going on."

"Surprise me, what is written?"

The crowd whispered to each other.

But the work was not completed.

No one dared to look at it.

It can only be guessed.

This way.

Dad Yu raised his head.

only to find Liu Hong, Master Liu standing in front of him.

He looked at it as if it was the work of his own daughter.

What do you mean?

He immediately put down his pen and walked over.

Wait to see the Mid-Autumn Festival words on the rice paper clearly.

People are directly confused.

"Girl, did you write this?" Yu's father asked.

"I wrote it, but he read it."

Yu Lanxin looked at Lin Hao with eyes that were almost adoring.

"Xiao Hao's creation, no wonder."

Dad Yu felt unbelievable.

But I was relieved.

Think of the two classic martial arts created by this kid.

Poetry is not unknown to him.

"What's the matter, Lao Liu, have you found out?"

Hear the movement here.

Zhang Xinlin and Wang Xuehai hurriedly walked over.

"Come and take a look, I don't think there is any need to compare in the future, today's poem, this little brother is afraid to win." Liu Hong stared at the rice paper and said.

What?

So sure?

Zhang Xinlin and others were stunned.

At this time, Yu Lanxin was also interested in getting out of the way.

Wait until everyone sees the poem.

It's all a huge shock.

Ignore the euphemistic style of calligraphy.

Single Analects.

I really didn't say it.

"Good words, the last few sentences are so well written."

"If you can write this kind of word at this age, the future is limitless."

"In my life, I have never written such a poem, and sure enough, I am not old when I am ambitious."

"I'm afraid others can't compare, just in this artistic conception, this young man has already won."

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, which is really emotional."

Several people immediately expressed their feelings.

Then.

Zhang Xinlin looked at Lin Hao and asked, "Little brother, what's your name?" ”

"Lin Hao."

Lin Hao has nothing to hide.

Zhang Xinlin nodded.

It must have been another ten minutes or so.

Time's up.

Zhang Xinlin took the other three judges to start the scrutiny.

Take a look around.

The quality is mediocre.

Sure enough, there are no eye-catching works.

immediately returned to Lin Hao's side.

"I declare that in today's poem, this little brother named Lin Hao won." Zhang Xinlin said loudly.

As soon as these words came out.

There was an uproar in the audience.

Winning and losing is a normal thing in itself.

But the other party also looks too young.

During these years of competition.

There is no such example.

"Really, it's fake, you can write good works at such a young age?"

"Even if it's ambitious, it's too exaggerated."

"It looks like he's in his twenties."

"Master Zhang has read it all, and there is no mistake, and the designation written by others means that."

"That's amazing."

Everyone present was amazed.

With their families.

Looking at Lin Hao, his eyes were quite admirable.

"Okay, let's not argue, let's do it, I'll read the words to everyone first."

Zhang Xinlin soothed.

The atmosphere was suddenly quiet.

Followed by.

A watery song is slowly unveiled.

Wait until the poem is finished.

Everyone was amazed.

It's not just a little bit of shock.

Several of Yu's friends also walked over quickly.

Cen Renguo hurriedly asked, "Lao Yu, what do you mean, what is Lan Xin's boyfriend doing?" ”

"I've published two books before, so I have a bit of literary skills." Yu's father explained.

"Is this called a bit of a foundation?"

Cen Renguo's eyes widened, and he was not calm in an instant: "You don't fool me, hurry up and say, what kind of immortal is this kid?" ”

"That's it, a few brothers are here, don't keep hiding."

Chen Dedao: "If you don't say it, a few of us will go over and ask in person." ”

"I really didn't lie to you."

Dad Yu was obviously proud, but he had to say in a low-key manner: "It's just that the two books I wrote are more famous." ”

"What?"

Cen Renguo continued to ask.

Several other people looked at him as well.

"I told you, don't spread the word."

Yu's father doesn't want to affect his children's work.

The words are in front.

"Are we insiders, hurry." Chen Detong urged.

"That's it, ink." And humane.

"Have you watched "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"?"

looked at a few people with impatient faces.

Only then did Dad Yu reveal the answer.

Don't mention the comfort in my heart.

"Isn't the author of these two parts 'Mr. Xizhou'?"

Chen Detong said, and his face suddenly changed: "You mean this kid."

"A little voice, that's right, it's the pen name of our Xiaohao."

Although the two children are not married.

But Yu's father already regarded Lin Hao as a quasi-son-in-law.

Today this limelight is out.

It is directly classified as a family member.

Cen Renguo and others, you look at me, I look at you.

These two traditional martial arts.

Don't talk about them.

At least half of those present must have read it.

And the author 'Mr. Xizhou' turned out to be the boyfriend of Lao Yu's daughter.

This news really scorched them on the outside and on the inside.

Look at the figure not far away.

I don't know what to say.

(End of chapter)