"Chen Huaiyi, you wrote eleven essays and a five-character ancient poem in one breath, the style of writing is unified, and the level is also extremely high.

"These eleven articles can be combined with "Luo Shen Fu" to spread all over the world, and the collection is called the White Horse Collection, how?

"Your talent, there is no doubt, under the pretense of a pseudonym, there is also a special interest, you can make persistent efforts to produce more excellent works.

Looking back, these eleven essays and a five-character poem all reached the realm of falling smallpox, but only a few of them could be shocked.

"However, you can do it in one go, it is really extraordinary, bound into a collection, and increase the literary brilliance, and now the text has been lonely, and there has not been a falling ceiling realm text in ten years, so your "White Horse Collection" is very rare, so this holy king, "White Horse Collection" twelve articles have reached the realm of amazing saints."

The sage said this and waved his hand slightly.

Suddenly, visions came out one after another.

Empathy.

Living.

Falling ceilings.

All kinds of visions appeared at the same time.

Obviously, it has been controlled by the saint before.

The saint set the grade, and the vision came out.

Liu Suifeng's three great confucians glanced at each other, and they all understood what this meant.

This means that Chen Huaiyi has been the focus of the saints.

Not only focused, but also extremely optimistic.

Break the routine here again and again with Chen Huaiyi.

In the past, the saint almost didn't chat with the author, and he didn't appear when he was idle, and after he appeared, he also went through the process to comment, as if the saint was an illusory doppelganger.

But here in Chen Huaiyi, the saint is like a kind master, amiable, and he gives Wenbao and names his poems, and helps Chen Huaiyi refine his literary heart several times.

Now, he broke the routine and waited for Chen Huaiyi to finish writing twelve articles before he opened his comments.

He also forcibly promoted the Fuwen who had not reached the realm of the astonishing saint to the astonishing saint.

What is it?

It's cheating!

However, if the saint cheats, who dares to disobey?

It's just that Chen Huaiyi is like a son, is it really good?

However, no matter what Liu Suifeng and the three of them think.

Almost all the states and counties of the Great Zhou Dynasty heard the ghosts and gods chanting the "White Horse Collection" and the "White Horse Chapter".

At the beginning, I didn't know where Cao Zhi was sacred.

But as soon as the saint spoke, he was immediately stunned.

"It turned out to be Chen Xiaojiuxian's pseudonym."

"Tsk, Chen Huaiyi's talent is still amazing, first "Luo Shen Fu" moved the world, and then eleven articles shocked the saints."

"This talent is really desperate."

"It's only been a few days, and Chen Huaiyi has come up with so many wonderful poems and articles, how can others live?"

"The most annoying thing is that he writes more than a dozen articles at every turn, not to mention the unified style, and the level is extremely high."

"I still remember that two days ago, Chen Huaiyi wrote more than 20 drinking poems overnight, one after another, and now there are eleven shocking saints plus one that moves the world, terrible!"

"With Chen Huaiyi Zhuyu in front, what other poems and articles can we write?"

"If you can have one ten-thousandth of Chen Huaiyi's talent, you will have been promoted to the Hanlin civil position a long time ago."

“……”

Shenjing, Imperial Palace.

Zhao Yude was still half-lying on the recliner, squinting his eyes comfortably, and muttered: "I finally wrote a battle poem, the power is not bad, and it is more versatile, very good, very good, "White Horse Chapter", "White Horse Collection", it seems that this talented man likes white horses very much." ”

Xiliang Palace.

Murong Jiu sighed deeply again: "Chen Huaiyi's talent is really amazing, and it will be earth-shattering when he just emerges, and after a while, won't it be even more terrifying?"

"This "Luo Shen Fu" is really well written, and a certain martial artist is also very longing, the source of the falling water is in my Daliang country, and I don't know if there is a Luo Shen.

"The White Horse Chapter is also excellent, it has my Xiliang man's temperament, and it is a war poem, which can develop several combat skills, which is really good.

"I don't know if Chen Huaiyi can create better war poems.

"For a while, I was reluctant to let this kid die.

"But...... Whether you are dead or dead, there are so many good poems and good words that have been passed down in the world, and it is enough to be famous for eternity, and it is not in vain to come to this world. ”

Tunyang County, county government.

Zhou Chengzong has been completely intoxicated.

While savoring, he sighed: "I have long known that Chen Xiaojiuxian must be fine."

"Even if there is no Liu Suifeng to take care of him, he will inevitably die Chengxiang.

"Chen Xiaojiuxian's poetry is so outstanding, maybe the saints are paying attention to him, and a slight move at the critical moment can make Chen Xiaojiuxian save the day.

"No, for the sake of Chen Xiaojiuxian, he actually changed the process and opened the back door, and it was passed on, which is also an elegant conversation.

He even testified to a certain speculation that Chen Xiaojiuxian had a bright future, and even the saint had to give special care.

"When Chen Xiaojiuxian comes back, he will definitely make friends with him more attentively, and he can't say that he will be taken care of by Chen Xiaojiuxian when he is promoted to a literary position in the future."

Qingshi Mountain Academy.

After the saint personally ordered the product.

One after another.

The original style is surging.

Liu Suifeng and the three of them did not dare to slack off, and immediately surrounded Chen Huaiyi in the middle, one person and one hand, respectively on Chen Huaiyi's shoulder and vest, leading Chen Huaiyi's original literary qi to pour into Chen Huaiyi's body, and quickly gathered towards Wenxin.

Coagulation, compression, quenching.

Over and over again.

Simple, direct, but brutal.

The three great Confucians shot at the same time, and their power was naturally not ordinary.

It's just that the difficulty of improving from the third grade to the second grade is extremely high, and it seems to be only one grade, but the difficulty is more than a thousand times higher than that from the ninth grade to the eighth grade.

Chen Huaiyi was instantly knocked unconscious by intense pain.

Immediately I was woken up in pain.

Then, it repeats between waking up in pain and fainting in pain.

Over and over.

And Liu Suifeng and the three of them didn't dare to be careless.

Although the strength is high, it is the first time to do this kind of thing.

And what they are facing is not an ordinary child, it is Chen Huaiyi, a genius.

If Chen Huaiyi has a little problem, they will all feel guilty for the rest of their lives.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The pure original style is gradually exhausted.

Wang Wanzi was the first to let go, wiped the sweat on her forehead, and still stared at Chen Huaiyi.

followed by Xu Ruogu, Xu Ruogu's face remained unchanged, but the nervousness revealed in his eyes betrayed him.

Finally, there is the willow with the wind.

Liu Suifeng took two steps back tiredly, took two sips of Chen Huaiyi's wine gourd, and let out a long breath before asking nervously, "Apprentice, do you feel okay?" ”

Chen Huaiyi slowly opened his eyes, and a smile bloomed on his face little by little: "It's a product!" ”

Liu Suifeng breathed a sigh of relief: "Of course, the three of us will make a fool's errand." ”

Chen Huaiyi hurriedly saluted Wang Wanzi: "Thank you, senior." ”

Then there was Xu Ruogu: "The grace of Xu Zhangyuan is remembered in my heart." ”

Finally, it was Master Liu Suifeng: "Master, the disciple will definitely not live up to your hard work." ”

Liu Suifeng took another sip of seven-grade green plums, and then pretended to be annoyed and scolded: "You thank others, you are such empty white teeth?" ”

Chen Huaiyi grinned and said, "That can't be, the disciple has already thought of the poems and articles to be used to thank you before refining the literary heart." ”

The three of them were shocked, and they all brushed around Aunt Morning Meeting.

"Really?"

"No kidding?"

"Boy, you'd better not lie."

Chen Huaiyi nodded heavily: "How dare I lie?" ”

Wang Wanzi grabbed Chen Huaiyi's ears and threatened viciously: "Boy, idle poetry and articles can't get into our eyes, don't look at us and we can't write, but we will appreciate it." ”