Minutes and seconds passed.

About five minutes later.

Someone finally started to write.

Send the written rice paper to the four masters for appreciation.

It's a pity that several people shook their heads.

It's obvious.

Yes, no.

Not passed.

This man's defeat didn't hit anyone.

Time is so short.

It would be nice to have an initial idea.

How could it be perfect.

Soon.

Someone else followed.

Periods one after the other.

Not for a moment.

There is a lower link passed.

These people basically pick up Master Liu Hong's Shanglian "Lotus Silk Constantly Pumping Cold Dew".

Because among the four questions.

Only his is the simplest.

But a little self-aware.

At the beginning, you will definitely not waste time in the other three questions.

In accordance with the rules of the competition.

Going from easy to difficult is the most appropriate process.

I thought about going to the next city first.

The opposite link is a middle-aged man.

The quality of the writing is polite.

He was right about "White Lotus and the first summer".

After the passage of the four masters.

The disciple also picked it up and showed it to everyone.

The first prize was pulled.

Cen Renguo didn't dare to drag it out.

Take action now.

First of all, he followed the trend to match Master Liu Hong's uplink.

Then he chose the title of Master Wang Xuehai's "inch of land for the temple, poems next to the temple, poems and clouds: the bright moon sends the monks back to the ancient temple".

This uplink is not very profound.

It's just a simple spelling couplet.

Among them, the technique of 'splitting the grid' is used.

Turn sentences into poems.

The mood is leisurely.

He thought for a moment.

I had the answer.

"Inch of land for the temple, the temple next to the poem, poetry: the bright moon to send the monk back to the ancient temple"

"Ten mouths are fields, fields are thoughts, thoughts: mountains and rivers run mulberry fields"

"Not bad."

Yu's father and the others immediately lit up.

The four masters also nodded to each other.

Naturally, there is nothing to say.

Pass!

The disciple immediately showed it again.

"Isn't it, it's coming out so soon?"

"Inch of land for the temple, the temple next to the poem, poetry: the bright moon to send the monk back to the ancients, the temple ten mouths are the field, the field thoughts, thinking: the mountains and flowing water run the mulberry field, right!"

"Who is this man, I have already made two pairs."

"Cen Renguo, it turned out to be an old professor, and he is already knowledgeable, so there is nothing strange about it."

"I remember that Professor Cen used to love to study couplets, and today this competition is a catch-up."

"No, who would have thought."

"It seems that Master Zhang's calligraphy is not unexpected, Professor Cen is going to take it."

There are not many people who can match Master Liu Hong's uplink now.

And Cen Renguo fell two percent in a short period of time.

The speed is the fastest at the moment.

But on this occasion.

There are still capable people.

A few more minutes passed.

Someone also caught up.

"Hitachi Transmission, the heart under the sound, the meaning: spring water dripping stones around the aftersound"

The work of another person was on display.

Even if it's a little reluctant.

But I can't find any major faults.

The four masters still approved it.

Cen Renguo did not panic at all.

Because he knows.

Even if these people catch up, it's useless.

As long as the speed does not exceed him.

This first name is still his.

Unless more than to go.

Otherwise, there is no other point.

Now.

He was focused.

I don't want to be influenced by external factors.

He looked at Master Zheng Yanming's overlapping couplet again.

"The full moon is missing, the moon is lacking, the moon is full and the moon is full, year after year, twilight and dawn, and the sun is seen at the end of the darkness."

This uplink.

The difficulty has risen dramatically.

It was as if the four masters had discussed it in advance.

One step at a time.

Just on the game of the king of kings.

Cen Renguo has seen not 10,000 couplets, but 8,000.

So a lot of words can make them work quickly and steadily.

This time, the thinking time is longer than the previous two lower panels combined.

But in the end.

He thought about it anyway.

Hurriedly put down the pen.

"People die and live, people die, generations and ancestors, generations and generations, and only when the red dust is dispersed will we know emptiness"

The lower link is not as contagious as the upper link.

Cen Renguo is also aware of this.

But in a short period of time, he can only go so far.

"Pretty, Lao Cen, another couplet." Yu's father praised excitedly.

"That's not bad, old Cen." Tran Tak Channel.

"There is still almost a taste on the artistic conception, it depends on whether a few masters are strict or not." Cen Renguo hurriedly said modestly.

"Haha, literary exchange meeting, it's impossible to play with you, don't move, I'll take it." Chen Detong smiled and took his next link to review.

And several masters were as he expected.

It's not very fine.

Gave through.

"Hiss~ Cen Lao, that's right again?"

"It's over, there's no play."

"It's too fast."

"Now unless all four couplets come out and surpass, you can't win."

"Don't think about it, it must be Professor Cen's."

"Hey, I have a headache."

The three upper links are reversed.

It's still the fastest.

Everyone's morale was suddenly hit by a big blow.

Many players who are still thinking about overtaking feel that they have lost hope all of a sudden.

I just feel that there is little hope.

Cen Renguo was satisfied.

Finally, I took a look at Master Zhang Xinlin's uplink.

But he felt powerless.

I couldn't even touch the door for a while.

I tried reading it a few times.

None of it feels right.

Cen Renguo couldn't help frowning.

I don't know the question.

Not to mention thinking about the next link.

Time is running out.

It doesn't matter if it's the four masters who are sitting.

It's still everyone present.

I didn't think there was any surprise.

The winner of this couplet.

It will be Cen Renguo.

But at this moment.

Lin Hao, who was gradually ignored by everyone, began to interact with Yu Lanxin.

Two people read and write.

There is no pause at all.

Before the poetry was written.

Yu Lanxin really felt that Lin Hao was joking with herself.

Amuse yourself.

But right now.

Not really.

He's really going to win these two lots.

Yu Lanxin was convinced.

Looking at the four pairs of written couplets, they jumped on the paper.

She covered her mouth slightly.

The gaze was shocked.

Rao is calm and calm enough.

Presently.

Also a little scared.

Poetry is opposed.

Own boyfriend not only all.

And it's a little unrealistic.

"How? That's right, right? Lin Hao asked.

"It's okay, but what Professor Cen wrote is not as good as you." Yu Lanxin smiled bitterly.

"I'll be proud to say that." Lin Hao said with a smile.

Yu Lanxin was speechless.

Still looking at the rice paper.

"Okay, don't look at it yet, send it over quickly, I'll write your boyfriend in vain when the time comes." Lin Hao couldn't cry or laugh.

"I'll go."

Yu Lanxin nodded.

Immediately took the next link to the four masters to review.

Seeing her figure, Chen Detong was stunned and said, "What's the situation, how did Lan Xin's girl pass?" ”

"Could it be that Xiao Hao also wrote it?" Yu's father was full of joy.

"It should be, these two children probably want to try it, but they don't know which one is right." Cen Renguo on the side smiled and said.

"It doesn't matter which one it is, it's good to come out."

Yu's father praised vigorously.

A few other old friends looked envious.

They were talking.

The next moment.

Headed by Zhang Xinlin.

The four masters all stood up at once.

The complexion is intriguing.

"Wizard, this kid is a genius!"

Thereinto.

Liu Hong was the most excited.

The voice shouted the loudest.

Everyone was a little confused by this sudden scene.

What's the situation?

Who?

Who is the Wizard?

"Haha, it's not easy."

Zhang Xinlin took a deep breath and said to everyone: "This little brother Lin Hao has written out all four pairs of lower links, let's take a look." ”

Say this.

The hall was like a frying pan.

What?

It's all written out?

Everyone just felt that their brains were not enough.

Dad Yu was stunned.

Chen Detong was stunned.

Even Cen Renguo, who was only one step away from victory, was stunned.

Surely this is not a joke?

Until a few disciples announced the answers.

Everyone hurriedly stepped forward and stared wide-eyed.

Hiss~

Just a moment.

They all gasped.

"Lotus silk constantly draws cold dew"

"Autumn leaves are still drunk in late autumn"

"Inch of land for the temple, the temple next to the poem, poetry: the bright moon to send the monk back to the ancient temple"

"Two trees into a forest, the forest is forbidden, and the ban is said: the axe is in time to enter the mountain forest"

"The full moon is lacking, the moon is lacking, the year is old, the twilight is dawning, and the sun is seen at the end of the night"

"Flowers fall, flowers bloom and fall, summer, summer, autumn and autumn, cool and summer, spring begins after the harsh winter"

"The sea is facing the sea"

"The clouds are long, long, and disappearing"

your grandma's legs.

It's all written out.

And it's so well written, isn't it?

The first three lower links are much more neat and freehand than what Professor Cen was right just now.

It's just more than that.

The crowd was amazed.

So much so that he looked at Lin Hao as if he had seen a ghost.

Cen Renguo was also stunned.

This speed!

This quality!

It's much better than yourself.

Inexplicable.

A name suddenly came to mind.

To a sausage!

This kid is almost comparable to that guy.

"Lao Cen, I'm sorry, I didn't expect Xiao Haoyinglian to be so powerful."

Yu's dad is in a mood of one moment and one height.

They are all going up to heaven.

I am afraid that the sum of these years is not as good as this day.

"Stop, you old fellow, and we're in a hurry!" Chen Detong is not used to his problem.

"That's it, our daughter's daughter is no worse than your Lanxin, don't force me to do it." Another old friend said.

"Look at the way he looks, Lao Cen, pout him." Another said.

Yu's father laughed.

Cen Renguo was depressed.

Like their age.

Occasionally, two sentences are muddy.

It is impossible to really go to the heart.

But that pair of Master Zhang's calligraphy.

He really wanted it.

Originally, it was almost won.

But I'm going to lose again.

The twist came a little too quickly.

The fast Cen Renguo is a little difficult to accept at his age.

In the field.

After the shock.

Everyone turned their attention to Master Zhang's couplet.

Honestly.

They don't see why.

"Master Zhang, can you explain this upper and lower link, we can't understand it."

Someone asked impatiently.

They didn't think there was a problem with Lin Hao's right.

Because the first three of the people are extremely neat.

This is also an ulterior motive.

But I just can't see the doorway.

You say it's not angry.

(End of chapter)