Lin Zhaozhong originally wanted to ask his daughter's opinion, but seeing that Chu Yuandong was so talented, he couldn't take care of it for a while.He must marry the Chu family and take the big ship of Chu Yuandong to ensure the eternal foundation of the Lin family.Chu Qianyun saw his son so promising, and he was also happy for a while, laughing."
It's easy to say, this kid in the Far East has long been interesting to Miss Wanqing, let's kiss and kiss, congratulations."
After Chu Qianyun finished speaking, the two laughed at each other.At this time, behind Lin Zhaozhong, Lin Wanqing's voice came, very resolute."
Father, you once promised me that the person who is ranked first in the Mid-Autumn Festival will marry me only if he wants me, how can you be untrustworthy?"
Lin Zhaozhong and Chu Qianyun were both stunned, and saw Lin Wanqing coming in a hurry, accompanied by two maids.It turned out that Lin Wanqing cared about the Mid-Autumn Festival and always paid attention to the stage.At this moment, when she saw Lin Zhaozhong and Chu Qianyun actually discussing the marriage of their children, she couldn't help but feel anxious.Lin Zhao saw his daughter show up again, his face couldn't help but sink, and he said lightly."
I did promise you, but Chu Gongzi wrote such a wonderful poem, and he was talented.""
This Mid-Autumn Festival is the first, it is none other than him, do you still think that anyone will be stronger than him?"
Lin Wanqing involuntarily glanced at Yang Fei, only to see him sitting lazily, without using pen and ink, and couldn't help gritting his teeth slightly."
Father, on the high platform, there are other great talents.""
The final result hasn't come out yet, how can you be so conclusive?
It's a loss of who you are. ”Lin Zhaozhong snorted when his daughter said this, calmly said, and said lightly."
Okay, then I'll wait for the final result to come out and convince you."
Chu Qianyun looked at Lin Wanqing with a smile, but she was not angry.He suddenly noticed that Lin Wanqing's eyes were always staring in one direction, so he followed her gaze and immediately noticed Yang Fei.Chu Qianyun couldn't help but laugh dumbly."
Miss Lin won't think that this kid can beat our Far East, right?""
Although the Far East has no talent and no virtue, my years of teaching are not comparable to these loose cultivators."
Although Chu Qianyun said it humbly, Lin Zhaozhong and Lin Wanqing could hear the pride in his tone.Lin Wanqing looked at Yang Fei and was still indifferent, gritted her teeth, and hated in her heart."
Uncle, there are no absolutes, let's wait for the final result to come out."
Chu Qianyun laughed, and there was already a bit of coldness in his tone."
Okay, well, I'll wait for this son's masterpiece to come out and be able to suppress the Far East."
Lin Zhaozhong heard Chu Qianyun's unhappiness, glared at Lin Wanqing fiercely, and scolded sharply."
You know what?
I have 1,500 talents, even when I was a teenager, I didn't have such ability. ”"It's not easy to produce a talent like the son of Far Eastern in ten thousand years, do you still expect to produce a second Lin Yuandong?"
Lin Wanqing had a cold face, lowered her head, and didn't say a word, but there was stubbornness in her eyes.Lin Zhaozhong attaches great importance to Chu Yuandong, but Lin Wanqing knows that although this guy is famous, he is a hypocrite who likes to play ~ with women.Even if Yang Fei couldn't compare to Chu Yuandong, she wouldn't marry him.Lin Wanqing glanced at Yang Fei again, only to see this guy squinting his eyes and looking at the audience, looking careless.Lin Wanqing gritted her teeth secretly.If it weren't for his identity, Lin Wanqing would have rushed up and pulled his ears right now.In fact, it wasn't that Yang Fei deliberately delayed, he just wanted to take advantage of such an occasion to feel the divine power of the Wenchang realm.And to make a Mid-Autumn Festival poem, overpowering Chu Yuandong, for Yang Fei, it couldn't be simpler.Feeling Lin Wanqing's murderous gaze, Yang Fei raised his head, smiled, and slowly stood up.He was full of thick ink, the pen walked the dragon and snake, and began to write the Mid-Autumn Festival on the gold silk paper.Yang Fei, a talented man at the same table, finished writing his own poems and was proud.He looked up and saw Yang Fei, who had actually started writing poems, and couldn't help laughing."
I didn't expect you to be so stupid that you've also enlightened, let me see what you write."
The genius leaned over his face, looked at the first two sentences written by Yang Fei, and read them out loud."
When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky, I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace, what ......year is it tonight" only read these two sentences, and the genius was suddenly stunned.He only felt that the poems he had sung in his life were like dung compared to this poem.This is the beginning of a few sentences, but there is already a big atmosphere, which has charm and endless aftertaste.Waiting for that talent, when he came back to his senses, his eyes were extremely hot, staring at Yang Fei's pen, lest he miss a word.As soon as Yang Fei started, he didn't stop it, and wrote down smoothly.The genius looked at the poem written by Yang Fei, and his mouth opened wider and wider, like a thunderous toad, muttering and reciting in his mouth.“…… I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the height is unbearable......
"Plop!"
When the genius saw this, he couldn't hold back the shock in his heart anymore, and knelt directly on the ground with a weak knee.This person can be regarded as a person who reads poetry and books, otherwise he would not have been able to come to such a banquet.He is full of economy, four books and five classics, hundreds of schools, all of which are incomprehensible, and he has just written a poem, and his talent has reached dozens of zhang.However, such words, even if he were given another 100,000 years, he would not be able to write them.For a while, this talent's heart was sour and bitter.He worked hard to study and thought that he had learned well, but compared to the kid in front of him, it was nothing to mention.It's just ridiculous that I made fun of him just now for not being able to write poetry, it's really a dog's eye to look down on people.This person's surname is Lu, and he is also very famous in the entire Ink City, and he knelt on the ground for no reason at this moment, which immediately attracted the attention of the audience.Everyone looked at him and stared at Yang Fei in fascination, looking at the words on his paper, they couldn't help but be curious, and they all gathered around.A talented man only glanced at what Yang Fei wrote, and couldn't help laughing."
Can this dog-like word be considered a word?
Hahaha......"
However, as soon as he laughed halfway, like a duck choked by the neck, the laughter stopped abruptly.Then, everyone in the audience could hear his incredibly shrill scream."
This ......
There is such a good article in this world!
”The reaction of other people is similar to this guy.Yang flew to this world of cultivation, barely able to read and write, when it comes to calligraphy, he can't even mention it, and his handwriting is extremely rough.However, the words he wrote were when the water tune song Bright Moon was written by Su Shi, the great genius of the Northern Song Dynasty, the ancestor of the earth.This Mid-Autumn Festival poem, the best in ancient and modern, almost no one can compare, Yang Fei is now moving to study, and suddenly shocked everyone.For a moment, everyone held their breath and looked at the words pouring out of Yang Fei's pen, like golden lotuses pouring out of the ground.Before Yang Fei's poem was finished, talent poured out on the golden silk paper, forming a pillar of light and rushing straight to the sky.The colorful light was incomparably dazzling, reflecting half of the void into color, and the pillar of light kept rushing upward, endlessly, as if there was no end.100 zhang, 200 zhang, 1,000 zhang, 2,000 zhang......
After the pillar of qi light reached ten thousand feet, it was invisible, and no one knew how high it was or how far it was!
Dead silence!