Ning Caichen's face sank a little, he felt that this Zhou Yu was a little ignorant, his eyes stared at the other party, and found that Zhou Yu's eyes glanced at the white peony from time to time, at this moment, he understood, the other party was jealous, and regarded him as a target.

"Brother Jin, are you suspected?"

Chen Gong joked.

"Ha!" Ning Caichen heard Chen Gong say this, and his face suddenly smiled, and then he turned his head to look at Bai Peony: "I don't know if Bai Girl has pen and ink here." ”

"Xiao Cui, go and take out the four treasures of the study room to Ning Gongzi. White Peony said to the green woman beside her.

"Yes!" the woman in green replied, turning and walking upstairs.

"Brother Ning?"

Wang Sheng looked at Ning Caichen with some concern, he also saw that this Zhou Yu intended to target Ning Caichen, if Ning Caichen did not perform well after a while, most of them would be ridiculed by the other party, and the others looked at Ning Caichen with interest, many people were a little gloating, Zhou Yu had a sneer in his eyes, he was waiting for Ning Caichen to make a fool of himself.

In a short time, a table was vacated in the middle of the attic, and pens, ink, and paper were arranged.

"I've heard for a long time that Sanchuan is so handsome, don't let me down today, Brother Ning. Zhou Yu seemed to be smiling, with bad intentions.

"I don't know if Sanchuan is a handsome man, but there is one in front of me who sells fame and reputation. ”

Ning Caichen's eyelids raised and glanced at Zhou Yu, he didn't like to cause trouble, but he was not afraid of things, this thing was prickly when he spoke, which made him very unhappy, and he directly and unceremoniously went back.

"Hmph, see what tricks you can write?"

Zhou Yu snorted coldly, and he didn't quarrel with Ning Caichen, but his eyes when he looked at Ning Caichen were even colder, he was calculating in his heart, Ning Caichen didn't write well later, and he must taunt Ning Caichen well, so that he would completely lose face.

"Brother Ning is a little impulsive, this Zhou Yu is uneasy and kind, why bother for the sake of momentary anger"

Wang Sheng's weak personality was committed again, and he was worried beside him, but Chen Gong kept smiling on his face, sipping a little wine, and he was very interested, quite leaning on the building to listen to the wind and rain, and laughing at the Jianghu Road.

"Miss, what kind of poems do you think Ning Gongzi will write?" asked the woman in green to Bai Peony.

"We'll find out later. White Peony smiled.

In my sight, I saw Ning Caichen walking to the table, and the tip of the brush in his hand had begun to slide on the white paper.

"Rolling Yangtze River East Passing Water. Everyone raised their heads and looked at Ning Caichen's handwriting, and someone read it out. "The waves sweep away the heroes." ”

Then, the third sentence falls-

"Success or failure turns into nothingness. ”

"Good sentence, good sentence!"

At this moment, the faces of the people around couldn't help but change anymore, insiders watched the doorway, laymen watched the excitement, all the people present were literati, some poetry appreciation ability was still there, and some people couldn't help but cheer loudly, Zhou Yu's face also changed in an instant, Wang Sheng was a little stunned, a trace of light flashed in the white peony's beautiful eyes, Chen Gong was still drinking wine, but there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.

"The green mountains are still there, several degrees of sunset red, white-haired fishermen on the river, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet. How many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking. ”

After the last poem was written, Ning Caichen put down the pen in his hand, but there was a commotion around him-

"How many things in ancient and modern times are all laughing and talking? Today, Wen Ning Gongzi's work is a big white life. "Someone admired.

"The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times," someone said to himself.

"Good poems, good sentences!"

"Sanchuan Duo Junjie, when I saw Ning Gongzi's work today, I realized that what I said was true, and I just lost my respect. Someone looked ashamed.

"I can't wait for such a masterpiece. ”

Some people admired, some people were lonely, and some people waited to see Ning Caichen's jokes with bad faces, Zhou Yu's face was gloomy and about to drip water, Wang Sheng was a little excited, his face was a little red, he was a scholar, and even loved books.

The white peony had already walked over at some point, and chanted out loud -

"The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes. Success or failure turns empty. The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times. On the white-haired fisherman river, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet. How many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking. After reading, Bai Peony looked at Ning Cai: "I don't know if this work has a name." ”

"Linjiang Immortal!"

simply copied the works of the previous life, and Ning Caichen also directly used the name.

"I'll see!"

At this time, Zhou Yu walked over, seemed to be a little angry, and wanted to take a good look at the paper on the table, whether he had heard it wrong, but soon, he was stunned, because he found that the paper with Ning Caichen's handwriting on the table could not be picked up, as if it weighed a thousand catties.

"I won't do evil!"

Zhou Yu gritted his teeth, his temper came up, his hands were forced, and finally the whole piece of paper was lifted by him, but his whole face was red, and the rest of the paper couldn't be picked up.

"What's going on?" "What's wrong?"

The people around also found the problem, looking at Zhou Yu's flushed face, some people walked over directly, and some people also tried to pick up the paper, but found that they couldn't hold it!

"What's the matter, why is this paper so heavy?"

"I can't hold this paper, hell. ”

"I know, the tone, this is the tone, not the weight of this paper, but the weight of the words written by Ning Gongzi, Ning Gongzi has mastered the tone!"

Suddenly, someone in the crowd reacted and lost his voice, but it was an instant that the surrounding area exploded.

No wonder Ning Caichen has been silent just now, you asked someone who controls the literary atmosphere to come and go against you people to chant poetry, isn't this a joke, which literati who comprehends the literary atmosphere is not a generation of everyone, famous party, just say this "Linjiang Immortal", you see, rolling Yangtze River East passing water, this sentence, this spirit, this is what ordinary people can write, except for celebrities, who has this level.

We also suspect that Ning Gongzi is talented, and we are clowns, chanting poetry in front of the great talent who controls the literary atmosphere, what a shame it is, people are silent, that's because people are no longer at the same level as us!

Damn, we all have eyes and don't know gold and jade!

The crowd couldn't be calm, and the eyes that looked at Ning Caichen became admirable, the so-called master is the teacher, Ning Caichen comprehends the literary atmosphere, and they are not at the same level at all, if nothing else, just say this "Linjiang Immortal", look at this level, it is enough to be their teacher, Wang Sheng's face was a little red with excitement, as for Zhou Yu, his face was already black into the bottom of the pot, and from time to time he felt the gazes of other people around him, and he hated to find a crack in his heart to get into, which was called a shame, and he hated Ning Caichen to the core.

Ning Caichen didn't speak, but when he saw Zhou Yu's face, he was still very happy in his heart, he told you to jump, just jump, he was still jumping in front of me, he wanted me to make a fool of me, see that I didn't kill you, it was cool in my heart, which made him think of the wise words of many netizens in his previous life-

If you don't pretend to be forced in life, life will be a lot less fun.

(PS: Chapter 2: On Sanjiang, everyone has a vote to help vote, don't be blown up too badly, some book friends said that the ancients didn't call it father, mother, uh, this watermelon really didn't pay attention, it was affected by reality, and it will be noticed later, change it, in fact, it seems that the book was used when it was written at the beginning, and it was useless later!!)