At this time, Huang Yuanzheng finally stood up, and Zhang Wensheng immediately said: "Mayor Huang seems to have something to say, now please ask Mayor Huang to speak!" ”

Huang Yuanzheng said with a smile: "Couplet is one of the traditional Chinese culture, pay attention to the neatness of the battle, the balance and coordination, is a unique cultural and artistic form of the Chinese language with one word and one sound, and is a treasure of the traditional culture of the Han nationality in China." I think since it's a drinking party, let's take it easy, how about comparing poems and couplets? ”

"Good!" A lot of people couldn't agree more.

"Let's compare the poems first, but both sides need to show their calligraphy skills." Huang Yuanzheng said: "Let the hotel prepare pen, ink, paper, inkstone and desk. ”

"Okay Mayor Huang." Zhang Wensheng immediately ordered.

Soon, the hotel's service staff moved two desks and put pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Daotian Guiyi said to Mayor Huang: "Since it is Mayor Huang's proposal, then ask Mayor Huang to come up with the title of the poem." ”

"Wine is also one of the cultures of China, since today is a drinking party, then take wine as the theme of poetry, although both sides write, who writes a wine and then reads it, not only better than good or bad, but also faster than speed." Huang Yuanzheng looked at Mingxi over there, "Ms. Mingxi, would you like to read their poems?" ”

"I can't ask for it." Mingxi immediately stood up with a smile and walked to the stage.

Daotian Guiyi stood up and said, "Mayor Huang, since you want to compare, you have to have a lottery!" ”

Huang Yuanzheng's heart tightened, and he understood that this rice field Guiyi wanted to put the matter of running a university on the bright side, and under the witness of everyone, if they won the Dongying Cultural Troupe, it would be difficult for him to refuse.

How good is that?

At this time, Chen Feng suddenly said: "I heard that you Dongying people want to open a university in Huacheng, and our Qingming Group also has this idea, if I win the next competition, then please ask Mayor Huang to consider our Qingming Group's plan to open a university." ”

The rice field was overjoyed, but I didn't expect this fool to mention it first, "If we win, please Mayor Huang consider us." ”

Huang Yuanzheng thought to himself, fortunately, this Chen Feng didn't say it very much, just said that he was considering, which left him leeway, and if Dongying people won at that time, he could find a way to refuse, otherwise he would really let Dongying people open a university, then he wouldn't stay in Huacheng.

"Well, if anyone wins the next contest of poems and couplets, then I will definitely consider the establishment of a university." Huang Yuanzheng said: "Let's start with both sides!" ”

Noda, who was shouting very loudly, did not go up, it was Matsushima Ichiro who went up, or Matsushima Ichiro was very powerful, of course, it was also possible that Noda suddenly remembered that time in Qingming School, those inhuman poems written by Chen Feng and retreated.

"The rest of the people continue to drink! When the poem is made, we enjoy the poem while tasting the wine......"

"I've already made one!" Chen Feng on the stage said.

So fast!?

Many people looked at Chen Feng in surprise, only to see him pick up the rice paper and hand it to Ming Xi.

Mingxi looked at the poems, her beautiful eyes were shining, and she unfolded the poems to face everyone, "I don't know calligraphy, but I think Chen Feng's font is unique and pleasing to the eye." ”

The old man who knew calligraphy in the audience exclaimed: "This character is handsome and chic, ethereal and elegant, with delicate strokes, giving people the enjoyment of beauty, and it has the font style of Master Wu Ziming." ”

"That's right, it does look like Master Wu's calligraphy." Another person said.

Although Huang Yuanzheng didn't know calligraphy, he had heard of Master Wu's name, and secretly thought that this Chen Feng really had two brushes, and his heart that was a little apprehensive was slightly relaxed, "Then please read it Mingxi, and let's listen to the poems again." ”

Mingxi's magnetic voice slowly recited:

Grape wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa immediately urge.

Drunk and lying on the battlefield, how many people came back to fight in ancient times?

The sweet grape wine on the wine feast filled the luminous glass, and when I was about to drink it, the sound of the lute sounded immediately, as if urging people to go on the expedition. If you are drunk and lying on the battlefield, please don't laugh at it, how many people who went out to fight in ancient times can return to their hometowns?

"Good!"

"Good poetry!"

“……”

Although some people know that Chen Feng is unbearable, after all, he is facing Dongying people, of course, he must be unanimous with the outside world!

The faces of the people in the rice field are not very good, this Chen Feng really can't be underestimated.

Inada looked back at Matsushima Ichiro, who was scratching his head, and scolded in his heart: What is this soul doing?!

In fact, Matsushima Ichiro also made a song, but it is much worse than Chen Feng's, if you read it, you will naturally make a judgment, so don't take it out and make a fool of it first, and then write a good one.

At this time, an old man stroked his beard and praised: "This poem is full of passionate strokes, sonorous and agitated tones, and beautiful and dazzling words, writing a soldier's different career as a horseman, what a good poem!" ”

"I've got another one!" Chen Feng said.

Everyone was not surprised, but amazed, it was just a god speed!

Mingxi walked to Chen Feng's desk again, gently picked up the rice paper, and read in a magnetic voice:

A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date.

Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio.

The moon does not drink, and the shadow disciples follow me.

Temporarily accompanied by the moon will be shadowed, and the joy must be spring.

I sing and wander, and I dance in a mess.

When they wake up, they mingle together, and when they get drunk, they disperse.

Eternal knot ruthless travel, phase Miao Yunhan.

"Beautiful!"

"Good poetry!"

“……”

The people at the classmate's table were silent, and a female classmate suddenly whispered: "Although Chen Fengren has changed, his poetry talent is still the same back then, I remember when I was in school, he once won the gold medal of the poet of Huaxia University, and now it seems that it is even more powerful." ”

Xie Yufei looked at Chen Feng on the stage with a complicated expression, and his expression was as bright as yesterday.

Noda of the Toei Cultural Group here's face turned pale, "What is Matsushima-kun doing?" ”

Jingzi looked at Chen Feng adoringly, "Last time I knew that this person was a poetic figure at all. ”

"Miss Jingzi, you should be clear about your position." Inada Guiichi looked at her coldly.

Jingzi smiled, "Doesn't President Inada think that Chen Feng's poems are well written?" ”

Inada Guiichi snorted coldly, "It's good, but I believe that Matsushima Ichiro will definitely be able to write better poems......"

"I've written another one!" Chen Feng's voice sounded again.

The rice field was almost planted on the ground, is this guy a pervert? How can it be so fast? How can it!?

Mingxi smiled like a flower, this Chen Feng was incredible, she picked up the rice paper and read:

When you sing about wine, life is geometric!

For example, the morning dew is bitter in the past.

Be generous and unforgettable.

How to solve the problem? Only Dongfeng.

Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart.

But for the sake of the king, he has been moaning to this day......

Everyone was no longer surprised or amazed, they had already deeply understood that Chen Feng was the reincarnation of the God of Poetry at all.

Not only did it do it fast, but it also did it so well, isn't it a god of poetry?!

"What a song about wine, how much life is geometric!" Huang Yuanzheng couldn't help but praise loudly: "The reflection of life and ideals by wine is heartfelt and empathetic." ”

He was so happy, this Chen Feng surprised him too much.

Chen Feng on the stage suddenly put down his pen, "The fourth song is finished!" ”

The people have become numb, and they have become numb when the rice fields are one.

Zhang Wensheng's eyes were full of jealousy, Chen Feng! Let you show off for a while, and finally make you look good!

Ming Xi picked up Chen Feng's poems, with an extremely shocked look in his eyes, "This is simply a swan song for the ages, as soon as this poem comes out, all the poems about wine can stand aside." ”

Huang Yuanzheng said with a smile: "Then let's listen to this eternal swan song!" ”

Ming Xi cleared his throat and turned his voice into an impassioned voice:

You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning.

You don't see the sad white hair of Gao Tang Mingjing, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon.

I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone.

…………

Five-flowered horses, daughters and furs, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you!

There was a brief silence for all.

Is this a poem made by man? This is a song written by God!

Matsushima Ichiro threw down the brush, his face like ashes.

He lost decently, not to mention the last one, even if he couldn't write the above three songs!

He looked at Chen Feng's gaze and became a little admired, and he bowed deeply, "Mr. Chen's poetic talent, I greatly admire it, I lost!" ”

Almost all of them stood up and gave Chen Feng the warmest applause.

At this time, Xiao Hejun stood up, "This must be his previous poems, and today it just coincides with his move out." ”

Liu Meiqi stood up and said, "Even if it was written by Chen Feng before, can you write such a poem in the Dongying Cultural Troupe?" I'm afraid I won't be able to write it for the rest of my life! ”

"You ......" Xiao Hejun said with a pale face: "I don't accept it, I want to compare poetry with this Mr. Chen Feng, I will make a sentence, the next sentence will start with the words of the previous sentence, and then read a poem, each poem must be neat and refreshing, and those who are not good at patching together or the verses are not good will lose, and those who can't be connected within ten seconds will lose!" ”

Poetry solitaire, not only to test the poetry talent, but also to test the reaction speed, this is a very unnatural competition, you have to be the pervert of the metamorphosis to dare to play.

"No problem." Chen Feng made an oK gesture, "Please ask the question." ”

Xiao He walked to the stage, thought about it, and said, "Luo Yu is lifted from the wind, who picks the red lotus?" ”

"Picking chrysanthemums in the east, leisurely see Nanshan." Chen Feng said immediately.

Xiao He said casually: "It rained overnight in the mountains, and the trees were full of springs. ”

Chen Feng immediately picked it up, "The sound of the spring swallows the dangerous stone, and the sun is cold and green." ”

"The pine wind blows the belt, and the mountain and the moon shine on the piano."

"The sound of the piano fills the room, and the books fill the bedside."

"There is a bun on the head, and the moon is in the ear."

"Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road."

……

The two of you and I are on par, everyone is amazed, Chen Feng doesn't need to say much, this Dongying Xiaohe is really powerful, no wonder he was able to defeat so many celebrities in the Chinese literary world at the last Huacheng exchange meeting.

However, after the two of them each received more than 20 sentences, Xiao He began to struggle a little.

Chen Feng said: The smoke cage is cold and the moon is long and sandy, and the night is close to the restaurant in Qinhuai. ”

Xiao He's mind was a little confused, and he said after a while: Home...... The family and the countryside will be scarce, and there will be a banquet tonight...... Scattered. "It's right.

How could Chen Feng give him a chance to slow down, "The flying stream went straight down three thousand feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days." ”

"Heavenly ...... Heavenly ......"

Chen Feng pointed to the sky and said, "There are fairies in the sky!" ”

The crowd laughed.

Xiao He's face turned blue, "I'...... I can't pick it up. ”