btnovel Chapter 228
Chapter 228
“A person who presses Guangling talent can’t raise his head, but it’s really not simple…” Luo Zhuxuan sighed.
“The talented son can’t raise his head, isn’t there still a talented girl?” Wang Zhenxing smiled, and his gaze fell on Luo Zhuxuan’s gorgeous and incomprehensible face.
“This Lin Jun night only took half an hour, I asked myself in such a short time, I can’t make ten good works, or don’t go to the ugly, and this is a grand event for young people, I just came to be a guest.”
Luo Zhuxuan replied softly.
“This outsider stepped on the face of the Guangling talent, and you, as a talented woman of Guangling, have no face, why not try it?” No one has ever heard the poems I have written these days but you, so you can take them out. Wang Zhenxing instigated.
“This… Am I not a thief? Luo Zhuxuan was surprised.
“How can what I give you count as a thief? Or do you still treat me like an outsider? Wang Zhenxing said.
Luo Zhuxuan also wanted to be indistinguishable from him, and after hearing what he said, he immediately changed his words: “I’ll try.”
Under the gaze of many eyes, Luo Zhuxuan came to a table with blank rice paper in the field and slowly picked up the pen.
As a famous talented woman in Guangling, although Luo Zhuxuan has not appeared for a long time, her popularity is still very high.
Of course, most of these popularity comes from middle-aged men.
Because only they have truly seen Luo Zhuxuan’s previous peerless demeanor.
Now the new generation of young people is more familiar with Ji Xuanxin.
Among these supporters, Cui Yuan is the most fanatical.
Cui Yuan in the field was so excited that he shouted and cheered for Luo Zhuxuan.
Ye Ruiming didn’t like to hear it, but just glanced at it.
Cui Yuan is a licking dog to put it bluntly, and his real enemy is not Cui Yuan, but Wang Zhenxing.
‘He let me play, mostly to see my literary brilliance, I definitely can’t let him down…’
Luo Zhuxuan thought intently, and suddenly his thoughts welled up.
In half an hour, she also made ten excellent works, comparable to Lin Junye.
This is already her limit, but this is not enough to crush Lin Junye.
Hesitating slightly, she wrote down some of the poems she had heard when she had been playing with Wang Zhenxing in the past few days.
After writing five articles, I felt almost the same, so I stopped writing.
Several old pedants came to observe, so shocked that the wrinkles on the old face were trembling.
“This is definitely a famous story that can be passed down through the ages!”
An old pedant was so excited that he almost knelt for Luo Zhuxuan on the spot.
This kind of literary brilliance is simply like a heavenly man!
For a while, countless cheers sounded.
The focus of the field shifted from Ye Junlin to Luo Zhuxuan.
“It is worthy of being a talented woman, and Xuanxin admires it.” Ji Xuanxuan’s heart was also shocked and came to Luo Zhuxuan.
She has outstanding martial arts talent, and she can only be regarded as good in terms of literary brilliance.
Ye Junlin was robbed of the limelight, speechless for a while, and the voice transmission said helplessly to
Luo Zhuxuan: “Mom, why do you dismantle my platform…”
Luo Zhuxuan was stunned when he heard this, and glanced at it in amazement, and his gaze finally locked on Lin Junye.
‘Lin Junye, Ye Junlin… I should have thought of it a long time ago. Luo Zhuxuan suddenly stunned and silently spoke in his heart.
Luo Zhuxuan is not a cultivator, so he can’t transmit a response, and he knows that his son is deliberately hiding his identity, so naturally he won’t expose it, and can only cast an innocent look at his son.
If she had known that Lin Junye was Ye Junlin, she might not have come out to compose poetry.
“In fact, the last five articles are not my work, young man, you don’t lose me.” Luo Zhuxuan wanted to save some face for his son, so he said so.
“Luo Cainu, this is not what you did, who did it, who has such amazing brilliance?!” Some people in the room were curious to ask.
Luo Zhuxuan cast an inquiring gaze at Wang Zhenxing in the crowd.
Ye Junlin noticed the direction Luo Zhuxuan’s eyes were going.
‘Could it be that this famous passage that is enough to be passed down through the ages was written by Wang Zhenxing? Impossible, absolutely impossible! Ye Junlin had a strong negative attitude in his heart.
And the next moment, Wang Zhenxing came out of the crowd and said, “The humble work when you are bored makes you laugh.” There
was an uproar in the crowd, some disbelief.
Ji Xuan’s heart was even more shocked, and his eyes trembled.
It’s just that what is different from the others is that she is not shocked by Wang Zhenxing’s literary brilliance, but by Wang Zhenxing’s voice.
‘Hard… Could it be him? Ji Xuanxin thought with some uncertainty.
“Impossible, you say that you did these psalms, what is the evidence?” Ye Junlin was quite unconvinced, and stood up and said.
He had also been in contact with Wang Zhenxing for a while in Qingling, and had never heard him compose poetry, but had seen him write a lyric for the Xiaoao theme song.
But that poem can only be regarded as a masterpiece, not enough to make people feel amazing.
“What kind of evidence do you want?” Wang Zhenxing asked with a smile.
Ye Junlin did not answer immediately, his eyes scanned the scene for a few seconds, and he saw the glass containing wine on the table, so he said:
“Let’s take wine as the theme and write a poem to see.”
Luo Zhuxuan had absolute confidence in Wang Zhenxing, and without waiting for Wang Zhen to speak, he had already walked to the table, laid out a new piece of rice paper, and then began to grind ink.
Wang Zhenxing walked to the table, picked up a pen and thought for a few seconds, and then wrote like a hand.
“Good! Good calligraphy!
Just the three words “Jun is not seen” fell, and an exclamation suddenly sounded in the field.
Leaving aside the papers, this calligraphy alone is enough to amaze.
Everyone then looked down, and saw some flowing handwriting jumping on the paper.
“You don’t see the waters of the Yellow River coming up in the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning.
……
Five flowers and horses, thousands of golden qiu, Hu’er will exchange for fine wine, and sell with Er for eternity. After
reading the whole article, there was a sudden shock in the field.
“It is another ancient famous poem, heavenly people, heavenly people!”
An old pedant was so excited that his face was crazy and he screamed, and he almost stepped forward to embrace Wang Zhenxing, staining some talent.
[The host prevents the protagonist Ye Junlin from pretending to be forced and gets 500 counterattack points! ] Luo
Zhuxuan was so shocked by Wang Zhenxing’s poems that people were numb, and compared with others, he was not too surprised, but took it for granted. With his eyes slightly bent, he smiled and reminded Wang Zhenxing:
“The psalm is not yet titled.”
“Why don’t you still have a title?” Wang Zhenxing smiled.
Luo Zhuxuan thought for a moment, “Will enter the wine… What is the name?
“It’s worthy of being Luo Cai girl!” Wang Zhenxing listened to her inscription coincide with the original poem, and could not help but praise.
At the beginning of the psalm, write the words “will enter the wine.”
A pair of talented and beautiful eyebrows come and go, which makes people can’t help but be a little envious.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the relationship between these two people is not shallow.
For a while, some teasing and contemptuous eyes cast on Ye Ruiming.
Everyone was in a trance, and they all saw that he had an extra colored hat on his head.