Li Zhongxuan waited silently behind him, countless thoughts hit him in his head, and he didn't know what to write.

Looking at the people around from time to time, some people looked embarrassed, and some people smiled. Someone didn't know where to get a good sentence, and the people around sighed, and after a while, there was a circle around the person.

Seeing this, Li Zhongxuan must have written a shocking work, so he also stepped forward. I saw that the man's face was happy and quite complacent!

A young man next to him praised: "Yuwen is really romantic, and the words he writes are also extremely romantic, he is really a model for us!"

Yuwen's face was like a crown of jade, his face showed a frivolous look, but his mouth was still humble: "Where is it, it's just an ugly work, which makes you laugh." ”

Li Zhongxuan, who was behind everyone, couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, and finally squeezed forward with all his strength.

I saw a few lines of books on the white paper on the table, and the books were written: The cave is boundless and everything is happy, and the green mountains are still flowing for a long time, and it is difficult to look back on the big dream for a thousand years. There are many hardships and hardships in the world, who can say the pain? The ruthless spring water flows eastward, carrying a sense of sorrow and even more sorrow!

Li Zhongxuan sighed silently, a good poppy, a good sorrow is even more sorrowful. It is worthy of Yuwen romance, worthy of romance, and indeed romantic.

At this moment, Yuwen Fengliu also noticed Li Zhongxuan, after all, he was an outsider in Dongtian, so although everyone didn't pay attention to him, they had all heard of him, and naturally knew that he almost lived in the library pavilion. And at this moment, he also came to participate in this literary competition, presumably the literary talent must be extraordinary, so for a while, Yuwen was also competitive.

Then he walked up to Li Zhongxuan and asked, "I don't know what Brother Li thinks of my song "Poppy Beauty", please give me advice!"

Li Zhongxuan's face was solemn, and he replied: "This word is written to write that time in the cave is like a white horse passing by, and the so-called happy time is always short-lived. Second, I wrote about the vicissitudes of the world and the impermanence of the world, and lamented that there are many hardships in the world, and everyone is unwilling to tell others about their sadness, which is written through the hearts of the people. The third expresses his pity for the people in the world, and sorrow is like a spring flowing eastward, so sorrow is even more sorrowful. Brother Yuwen is very talented, and I admire him very much!"

Yuwen was accustomed to hearing compliments, but he was still very useful to say some emotions in his words, so he smiled and said: "Brother Li is really a mistake, where is it as good as you say! And he has never been out of the cave in Xia, and he doesn't know much about the world, so he just moans without illness in Xia! It really makes you laugh!"

Li Zhongxuan thought to himself, if it is a time of war today, the people are displaced and displaced, and the sorrow of the people in the world is indeed as he said, no wonder so many people come to praise him, no wonder his name is romantic!

Li Zhongxuan replied: "Brother Yuwen must not be so humble, everyone present must be familiar with the books of sages, and they all praise this work to the extreme, so Brother Yuwen really doesn't need to be so humble." It's a pity that Brother Yuwen was born in the cave sky, so if he is so worried about the country and the people, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he is a saint in the world!"

Seeing this, Yuwen Fengliu showed a look of trepidation: "What the sage said, you must not mention it! I just heard that the elders of the clan said some things about the outside world, and I felt it for a while! Brother Li must not say this again, otherwise the elders of the clan will definitely say that I don't know the height of the sky!"

The rest of the people also agreed: "Although this word is good, it is indeed a bit unworthy of the name if it is said to be the work of a saint!"

Yuwen was also a little embarrassed at the moment, he just wanted to show off in front of Li Zhongxuan, where did he think that Li Zhongxuan would hold him to such a high height. He knew very well that he was just talking about sorrow, where would he really think of the poor life of people in the outside world?

It's just that he doesn't know that Li Zhongxuan really thinks his work is excellent, because he is from the outside world, he has experienced wars, soldiers, bandits, and water thieves...... His adoptive father was killed by bandits, and his adoptive mother went with him. His country is gone, and his father doesn't know where he is now! He really felt that this poem was written in his heart, so he couldn't help but say all kinds of beautiful words, and even named Yuwen Fengliu "saint"! However, all this made Yuwen Fengliu very embarrassed, and he didn't know whether this Li Zhongxuan really praised him or wanted to kill him!

For a while, Yuwen Merry also felt a little unbearable on his face, so he asked: "I see that Brother Li has been here for a long time, and he must have something in his chest, why don't you make a song now?" Yuwen Merry just wanted to quickly change the topic, even though his words were really extraordinary, but he was also very embarrassed at the moment.

Li Zhongxuan scratched his head when he heard this, and fell into deep thought for a while. Yuwen was even more embarrassed when he saw that Li Zhongxuan didn't answer, so his voice raised a few points: "Brother Li, can you get anything at this moment?" How did you know that Li Zhongxuan still didn't answer as if he hadn't heard it. Everyone next to him looked at Li Zhongxuan's sluggish look, and couldn't help but shake their heads, this person was probably pretending to be stupid because he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to do it, so he pretended to be in a daze. But everyone didn't move under their feet, probably because they wanted to see Li Zhongxuan's jokes.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, it seems that there is a stalemate here. Finally, Yuwen couldn't help it, he gently patted Li Zhongxuan's shoulder and whispered, "Brother Li, what's wrong with you?"

They all thought that Li Zhongxuan didn't want to do it at the moment and didn't dare to do it, after all, Yuwen was in front of him, and anyone who wanted to be a bird at this time would probably be very embarrassed, so many people thought that Li Zhongxuan was deliberately in a daze.

In fact, Li Zhongxuan was really in a daze at the moment, but he was not thinking about the problem of composing poetry, but because of Yuwen's romantic poem, he thought of many people and things in the world, and he fell into memories for a while.

At this moment, Yuwen Fengliu gently patted him on the shoulder, and Li Zhongxuan suddenly woke up: "Brother Yuwen, what's wrong?" Li Zhongxuan asked with a puzzled expression. It turned out that Li Zhongxuan had just fallen into memory, so he didn't pay attention to what Yuwen said romantically.

Listening to Li Zhongxuan's words, Yuwen said with a suspicious face: "Brother Li didn't hear what I just said?"

Li Zhongxuan replied with a sincere face: "Yes, what did Brother Yuwen just say?"

"Ah...... Seeing that Brother Li had been waiting for a long time, he must have gained something in his heart, so he asked Brother Li if he was ready to write?" Yuwen was still puzzled.

Li Zhongxuan smiled: "Oh, I see, I did line up after you just now. Since Brother Yuwen wants me to come, then I'll come. ”

Seeing this, Yuwen was busy letting go of half of his body and letting Li Zhongxuan walk to the table. Seeing this, everyone next to them also stared at Li Zhongxuan, who was holding a brush.

I saw Li Zhongxuan spread the rice paper in front of the plane with his hand, and then gently held the brush with the three fingers of his right hand and dipped it in some ink, and then waved his hand and sprinkled a few crosses in front of everyone.

Everyone stared intently at Li Zhongxuan's handwriting, although the pen was not strong enough, it was extremely chic.

Everyone next to him was shocked, although Li Zhongxuan's handwriting was good, but there were also many people present who were not weaker than him, why were everyone surprised? Naturally, it was the number of crosses in front of him!