Chapter 209 Comparing Poetry? Experts will know if there is one
Chapter 209 Comparing poems? An expert will know if there is any as soon as he takes action
Faced with Zhou Liangyin's difficulties, Zuo Minan did not respond, but looked at him curiously.
This old guy was quite normal when he was young, but now he is getting more and more confused as he gets older, and he has actually learned the tricks of young people?
When people get old, they just live in peace, but if they show off their talents, they will suffer big losses!
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Zhou Liangyin waving behind him and calling out: "Chuntao, didn't you say you wanted to write a calligraphy for Mr. Zuo earlier?"
"Taking advantage of this good opportunity today, why not show it to Mr. Zuo?"
A young man with square eyes and a pigtail on the back of his head walked out of the crowd.
After arriving at Zhou Liangyin's side, he bowed slightly and said hello, Master, and then bowed to Zuo Min'an, "Hello, Senior Zuo."
Putting aside everything else, there is nothing wrong with this etiquette aspect alone.
"Paper, ink and pen!"
Yang Chuntao obviously also understood the truth that too much words lead to mistakes. According to the original plan, he greeted the clerk waiting at the door.
After a while, a long table was brought in, with pens, ink, paper and inkstones already prepared on it.
As he spoke, Wang Hao looked at Yang Chuntao and said with a smile: "To tell you the truth, I can also read faces a little bit. This eldest brother looks dark. There may be a bloody disaster in the near future. He must be there."
Be more careful!"
This set of smooth movements immediately impressed many elders present. Just from the action of dipping in ink, it can be seen that Wang Hao must have profound attainments in calligraphy.
"Junior, what do you mean?"
"If you can write a better poem and better calligraphy than this, I will tear up this copybook with my own hands!"
But the depression in my heart could not be expressed at all!
Zuo Minan, on the other hand, was still smiling, with no trace of dissatisfaction on his face. Instead, he took a few steps forward and looked at it carefully.
The discussion started again,
"What the hell? Brother Hao? Why is he here?"
Even though he spent more than 10 million popularity points, Wang Hao didn't feel any distress at all.
The first is Wang Xizhi’s font.
And for yourself...just wait and see!
For a moment, everyone around him cast curious glances.
Wang Hao's eyes passed by Yang Chuntao, Zhou Liangyin and others, and finally settled on Zuo Min'an who was standing in front of the square table. A smile that said "the trick has succeeded" suddenly appeared on his face.
As soon as he finished speaking, the system's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
Wang Hao was not angry at all. He looked at him sideways, with an expression on his face that seemed both mocking and contemptuous.
Wang Hao had been sitting in the corner cracking melon seeds for a long time, and under his observation, the situation at the scene gradually became clearer.
As soon as this was said, many people secretly gave a thumbs up.
"Snapped!"
And when he came back from writing, everyone looked over, but they just took a glance, and their expressions suddenly changed!
I saw clearly written on the white paper:
People already think they are old, let alone when they were young!
Looking back, you will feel guilty, and you will still be miserable!
Four simple sentences, but there was a deep sense of humiliation in them. Is this a birthday celebration? This obviously did not take Zuo Minan seriously.
Wang Hao immediately laughed, he was waiting for this opportunity!
He is very good at appearing holy in front of others...
As everyone was talking, Wang Hao took off his sunglasses and put them aside, picked up the brush and dipped it into the ink tray.
in the corner.
Guo Xiaoxue couldn't help but exclaimed, subconsciously took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and started recording like everyone else.
As the saying goes, an expert will know if something is wrong as soon as he takes action!
"Can you be both civilized and martial? 666"
Although I wanted to curse out loud, most of the people around me were elders in the music industry. If I really cursed out loud, I'm afraid it would attract everyone's ridicule.
Looking at this scene, Zhou Liangyin frowned secretly.
"Ding·Ten million popularity points will be deducted, and the reward will be: "The Calligraphy Saint Wang Xizhi's Font""
But I never thought that he didn't take these lines of poetry seriously at all.
"Hey! Don't say anything! Quickly shoot a video and make a quick sound!"
After all, you are a celebrity with nearly 100 million fans on the Internet. How come you only think about hitting people when you open your mouth? And you seem to be ready to slap a wave of sap?
Guo Xiaoxue just thought he was joking and didn't think much about it. He just explained: "His name is Yang Chuntao. He is a well-known talent at the Huaxia Academy of Literature. He is proficient in reciting poems and writing, and is proficient in writing and painting. He should have joined Zhou Liangyin's sect last year.
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Hearing this, Wang Hao suddenly sneered: "Ha, being a teacher by example means that knowledge and moral character can be used as an example for students to learn from, but I think this week, tsk tsk..."
After listening to Wang Hao's words, Guo Xiaoxue couldn't help but turn around.
In order to gain enough time, Wang Hao came to the long table and did not rush to get a pen. Instead, he took care of himself and started eating melon seeds again.
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This calligraphy sage is good at running script, regular script, and cursive script. Whenever he writes, he will produce a masterpiece that will last forever!
First of all, it’s Guo Xiaoxue’s grandfather,
This old man obviously just came to watch the fun, of course, he may also have some thoughts to reconcile it.
Yang Chuntao took a step forward, dipped his pen in the ink under everyone's gaze, and wrote two lines of ancient poetry eloquently.
"Huh? Isn't this the one who sings? Who invited him?"
Wang Hao stretched out his elbow and touched Guo Xiaoxue's arm next to him. He pouted angrily towards where Yang Chuntao was and asked: "What does this kid do? I suddenly want to beat him, can you help me find a sack?"
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Wang Hao shrugged and said unceremoniously: "In a certain sense, students can be called the shadow of the teacher, and most of the students' behaviors are also influenced by the teacher."
The Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties can be said to have everything you need!
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"For example, in this poem, I especially like the last line, "It is unbearable to be left behind," which expresses my own image exactly!"
For most people, especially the elderly, Wang Hao's appearance is very unfamiliar, and he is obviously not an insider.
As Wang Hao twisted the pen barrel, he saw the base and belly of the brush rolling back and forth in the ink pan until the ink was fully dipped. He raised his wrist slightly and scraped off the remaining ink on the edge of the ink pan.
Then the writing began.
As she said that, she added: "Oh, by the way, Zhou Liangyin is a visiting professor at the Huaxia Academy of Literature. In addition to being a famous actor in the folk art world, he also has the job of teaching and educating people."
But at this time, Yang Chuntao suddenly took a step forward, looked Wang Hao up and down, and then said disdainfully: "What kind of ability does it mean to talk in vain? We have pens, inks, paper and inkstones here. If you have the ability, you can do it?"
As for the hundred birthday poems, Wang Hao briefly checked it and saw many masterpieces that he was familiar with from his previous life.
As soon as these words came out, the faces of Zhou Liangyin and Yang Chuntao couldn't help but darken.
He pointed angrily at Yang Chuntao, his face turned red with anger.
For a moment, everyone cast curious glances.
In this way, he can find someone to promote it in the circle, and when the time comes, he will say that Zuo Minan has no good intentions and actually embarrassed the younger generation in person.
Regardless of whether you are a famous actor, a professor at a certain college, or a top student, labor and management will not give you a face today!
The huge roulette wheel was emitting a bright light, and the time limit for the lottery this time was actually a bit long. It seemed that the system was considering what kind of reward should be given to Wang Hao.
"ah?"
What is the concept of calligraphy sage?
The most powerful calligraphy master in the history of Blue Star, and no one else!
That’s a book saint!
"I've already posted on Weibo. Hehe, I didn't expect Brother Hao to be able to do calligraphy. I must show it to my brothers."
Guo Xiaoxue suddenly looked confused.
"Still thinking about writing poetry? I guess you won't be able to hold back a good word for a whole day."
"System, first give me a set of advanced calligraphy skills, and then customize some birthday poems for me based on the three dimensions of "birthday banquet", "blessing" and "passion through the ages"."
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As for Zhou Liangyin and the group of disciples he brought, these people were just here to cause trouble, just to ruin Zuo Minan's reputation!
Although Wang Hao doesn't know what their real purpose is, today's apprenticeship banquet is set up for him. Anyone who dares to cause trouble will have trouble with him!
Seeing this smile, Zuo Minan was stunned for a moment, and then he understood it immediately!
He believed that Wang Hao was definitely not the kind of person who boasted. Since he dared to stand in front of this long table, it meant that he had the confidence to win.
In this environment where you could almost hear the drop of a needle, Wang Hao's unabashed contempt and ridicule suddenly reached everyone's ears clearly.
The next moment, Fang Chao, who was standing behind Zuo Minan, suddenly took a step forward and slapped the long table heavily.
"That's too much!"
It's a pity that the conflict between the two parties has become irreconcilable after Yang Chuntao wrote this extremely insulting poem.
Fang Chao couldn't help but clenched his fists. His junior brother's words were so wonderful that he almost felt bad for him.
"Haha, then open your eyes wide and take a look! What is a poem? What is a word!"
But the other younger generation who followed the family elders finally recognized Wang Hao's identity after looking carefully for a moment.
"Ah? Brother Hao can also write calligraphy?"
This junior didn't know whose family he was from, but he actually dared to criticize Zhou Liangyin, and his words were full of ridicule. In just a few words, he mocked the master and the apprentice severely.
"good!"
He snorted coldly and taunted: "If you don't dare to write, get out quickly. I don't know where the unknown guy came from. It's embarrassing!"
"Ding. One million popularity points will be deducted, and the reward will be: "One Hundred Poems for Birthday Congratulations""
In his original vision, when this poem appeared, Zuo Min'an would be furious with anger, and even if it didn't work, he would leave in a hurry.
After replying unceremoniously, Wang Hao walked towards the square table.
Under everyone's gaze, Zuo Min'an observed for a moment and nodded with some appreciation, "Fang Chao, wrap it up for me when the ink is dry. This word is quite good."
"Hey, whoever is afraid of you, I will do it. Don't cry when the time comes. Your mother is not here, and no one will be able to coax you well."
"I'm not afraid of spending any amount of popularity points. Today we have to earn back this face!"
Seeing this scene, Yang Chuntao couldn't help but feel angry.
As expected of Mr. Zuo, his character is simply extraordinary!
After reading these four lines of the poem, most people may think that the description of "being so angry that they vomited blood" is a bit exaggerated, but they will definitely not act like a normal person like Zuo Min'an.
She was afraid that she would laugh out loud. Wang Hao's mouth was so vicious that Yang Chuntao's face changed after just a few words.
The old man was frowning with a distressed look on his face, obviously troubled by the situation in front of him.
"I have to say that being able to make such a fair evaluation of myself is actually quite impressive."
Just this ink-smearing gesture made everyone around him brighten up.
"Hey, it's rare that you didn't let me off the hook this time!"
Zhou Liangyin turned around suddenly, and a hint of coldness gradually appeared in his eyes.
As he walked, he activated the system's skill customization function in his mind.
At the same time, Wang Hao had already quickly written a poem on rice paper.
"The Green Field Hall is open to occupy Wuhua, and passers-by point out the way to Ling Gong's house."
"If you have peaches and plums all over the world, why should you plant more flowers in front of the hall?"
As the last stroke fell, the corners of Wang Hao's mouth rose slightly, and he dipped the pen into the ink plate again.
At the same time, everyone watching at the long table was stunned when they saw this poem written on rice paper!