Qin Jinke's brain went down all of a sudden.

He didn't know when the master came to the door, but he heard it clearly.

This turned his head and found that Erya and Chen Qingling were watching, so that Qin Jinke couldn't get off the stage all of a sudden.

"Jinke, I really didn't see it, although you are a little slack on weekdays, you can see it so thoroughly, the master is not as good as you!"

"Master, that ...... That one...... It's just, it's just a feeling. ”

"Don't be modest, you kid, this sentence alone is quite remarkable." Liu Fuzi was quite excited when he heard it: "Take a closer look, this sentence can't help but be angry and the river is rolling, it is the vicissitudes of life that have been exhausted for thousands of years, amazing, really amazing, I never thought that your child would be so deeply hidden, just like Ji Dongsheng from Danshui County, poetry is endowed, and it is easy to come!" ”

"Quick, Jinke, Master will polish the ink for you, and quickly write down this word completely."

Without waiting for Qin Jinke to explain, Liu Fuzi hurriedly pulled Qin Jinke into the classroom, and after coming to the edge of the lectern, Master Youzi quickly began to spread out the paper, stuffed the brush into Qin Jinke's hand and began to sharpen the ink, the expression was already impatient.

The apprentices who were preparing to attend class in the classroom also gathered around curiously when they saw this situation, Qin Jinke took the pen and twisted his head quite stiffly, Er Ya and Chen Qingling were next to him.

As the saying goes, people are inherently dead, but they cannot die.

Now to say that he didn't write it by himself is at most to be laughed at, and he didn't admit that he wrote it from beginning to end, so there is still room for maneuver, but if he said that he made this word, then if the truth is known by others in the future, what kind of face does Qin Jinke have to continue to study in the school?

Qin Jinke hesitated for a moment before putting the pen on the table, and hurriedly said to the master: "Master, you misunderstood, I didn't make this word, I heard it!" ”

Liu Fuzi, who was grinding ink, couldn't help but be stunned: "You didn't do it?" ”

Qin Jinke hurriedly explained: "It's the words made by Uncle Chen, I heard it when I was playing next to me, and I just said it casually, and I never said that I did it myself, Master, you can't wronged me!" ”

Liu Fuzi couldn't help but smile dumbly: "I'll just say how old is your child, how can you have such experience!" It turned out to be your uncle's lyrics! ”

At this time, Chen Qingling lost her voice and said, "What? My brother did it? ”

"Ah......" Qin Jinke scratched his head and said with a blushing face: "It was Uncle Chen who did it, and he didn't have such great ability." ”

Chen Qingling hurriedly waved her hand, looking incredulous: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!" It's definitely not a word he did! How can he do this? ”

Chen Qingling didn't believe that this was a word written by Chen Ze at all.

Because every time Chen Qingling writes a treaty, Chen Qingling writes it herself, and then every time Chen Ze writes his name, how can someone who can't even write well write words write lyrics?

"I lied to you, this is really Uncle Chen's words, my father has read books for so many years, and he can be regarded as literary, and he can be said to admire Uncle Chen's five-body throw, my father said that Uncle Chen is a genius in the world, and a mouth is a quatrain for the ages!"

Liu Fuzi on the side hurriedly asked, "Is there anything else besides these?" ”

"Yes!" Qin Jinke subconsciously said: "The mountain is not high, if there is an immortal, the water is not deep, if there is a dragon, it is a spirit, but I Dexin, this is what my Uncle Chen did, and my father specially wrote it down and put it in the study!" ”

Liu Fuzi was silent all of a sudden, and after taking a closer look, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Wonderful, wonderful!" Jinke, what's your uncle's name? ”

Qin Jinke subconsciously said: "My uncle's surname is Chen, his name is Yu Yan, and his name is Yanzu." ”

"Can you be at home now? I'm going to visit...... No, no, no, it's me Meng Lang, I think your uncle must be a jade and ice hermit, I shouldn't bother. ”

After all, being able to make such poems without revealing them is enough to prove that fame and fortune must be like a passing cloud for the other party, and there is no need for others to seek after, in this case, not disturbing is the greatest respect.

Originally, it was not a big deal, and in order not to affect the so-called Uncle Chen in Qin Jinke's mouth, Liu Fuzi specially emphasized to the schoolchildren that what he saw and heard today must be kept tight-lipped, not to mention outsiders, so as not to disturb people's rest.

The students hurriedly continued with the class that should have been in class, and did not take the matter to heart.

It can be admitted early, many schoolchildren still don't understand the situation, so Qin Jinke didn't feel that someone was laughing at him, and even Chen Qingling, who was most worried about him, didn't have the heart to laugh at him, because Chen Qingling kept holding his chin and muttering things like impossible, impossible.

Qin Jinke breathed a sigh of relief.

However, a few days later, the circle of readers in Qingzhou exploded.

That day, the mountain is not high, there is a fairy name, the water is not deep, there is a dragon is the spirit, Si is a burrow, but Wu Dexin immediately became a hot spot in the circle, bookstore, restaurant, inn, Qinglou, as long as there is a place for readers, everyone is talking about related topics, saying that this sentence is done by Chen Yanzu in Qingzhou, and many readers are regarded as classics, and specially framed this sentence and put it in their own study.

Then everyone was curious about who this Chen Yanzu was, and the one who could make such a quatrain was definitely a great talent, and after the editor of the Qingzhou poetry collection heard about it, he was even more looking around to find this person to make a preface to the next poetry collection in Qingzhou, if he could leave a poem, it would naturally be the best.

Soon the news reached Chen Ze's ears, and the most outrageous thing was that Fu Yanran sent someone to deliver the news.

Chen Ze was puzzled for a while, and immediately suspected Li Yuankang next to him.

Because only four people know this sentence, Qin Boyang and Fu Yanran definitely don't have such big mouths, so the only one who can doubt is Li Yuankang.

"Young master, I swear to God, I definitely didn't spread the word outside! Besides, I follow you every day! If I spread the word, you'll know about it! ”

"That's just as well." Chen Ze looked puzzled: "Who passed it on to me?" ”

"Young Master, isn't this a good thing?"

"What a fart! I've said that I didn't do these words, I don't have that level. ”

"Young master, I know you are humble!"

The corners of Chen Ze's mouth twitched, forget it, he didn't bother to explain.

"It shouldn't be a big deal, anyway, there are only a few people who know my pseudonym." Chen Ze frowned: "And they are all their own people, so there shouldn't be any trouble." ”