"Shui Tiao Ge Tou...Shui Tiao Ge Tou..., in today's poetry meeting, I am afraid no one will dare to compose Mid-Autumn Festival poems!" A look of confusion appeared on the face of the talented man named Wan, who was already distracted by the paper raft in his hand.
It shook my mind.
"It's not just today's poetry meeting, I'm afraid it won't be easy to write Mid-Autumn Festival poems from now on." Yang Yanzhou also had a look of shock in his eyes. Even though he was called the number one talent in Qing'an Prefecture, his level was
He couldn't compose the words no matter what.
At this time, all the talents in the field no longer made any noise. Yang Yanzhou glanced at the paper raft again and finally noticed the name below. He was suddenly startled and exclaimed: "Li Yi!"
"What?"
Everyone around him trembled when he heard this and looked down. The next moment, there was an even bigger uproar.
"He is Li Yi!"
"Li Yi from "The Immortal of Magpie Bridge"?"
"Then "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" was also written by him?"
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The moment they saw the inscription of the poem, they were more surprised than the poem itself.
Since the Chinese Valentine's Day a month ago, everyone has had different speculations about who the author of "Magpie Bridge Immortal" is. However, it is undeniable that this person is amazingly talented. Just one Chinese Valentine's Day poem has been praised by everyone.
Elevated to a position on par with Yang Yanzhou and Shen Zhao.
Including Yang Yanzhou, I don't know how many people wanted to meet the talented man named Li Yi, but no one got what they wanted.
No one expected that he would appear in such a way, and with a wave of his hand, he would write a Mid-Autumn Festival poem of a heavenly standard. Not to mention Shen Zhao, among all the talented people in Jingguo, who could compare with him?
Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but look at Shen Zhao who was still writing happily, the expression on his face was particularly wonderful.
A month ago, because of "Magpie Bridge Immortal", Shen Zhao tore his proud work to pieces in front of many talented people in Qing'an Prefecture, and vowed that he would never write Chinese Valentine's Day poems again... After today, I am afraid that he will not write poems for the Chinese Valentine's Day again...
Can’t you write a Mid-Autumn Festival poem?
""If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night"..."
"Raise a glass to the bright moon, and look at the shadows to form three people"..."
"Nung, moon and new moon"……"
Yang Yanzhou murmured these words, with a self-deprecating smile on his face, and said: "Everyone says that I, Yang Yanzhou, am the number one talent in Qing'an Prefecture. I have competed with others and never lost in poetry. Today, I am
Knowing that there are people outside the world, there is a heaven outside the world. From now on, you should not mention the name of the number one talent in Qing'an Mansion again..."
"Brother Yanzhou..."
The talented man named Wan opened his mouth, but in the end he just patted him on the shoulder and said nothing.
The poems "Magpie Bridge Immortal", "Drinking Alone under the Moon" and "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" are indeed enough to scare many people to death. If Yang Yanzhou is still known as the number one talent in Qing'an Prefecture in the future, this pair
He was not appreciative, but rather sarcastic.
He glanced at the scholar's back with a complicated expression, and sighed in his heart...
Since Li Yi was born, why should Yang Yanzhou be born!
He couldn't help but look in Shen Zhao's direction. He must have committed too many sins in his previous life, and he had to compete with such a person. After today, Shen Zhao might not be able to gain a foothold among the literati of Qing'an Mansion.
"You see, although this calligraphy is informal, the strokes are smooth, the structure is simple, the strokes are continuous, and the frenzy is graceful. I'm afraid he also has considerable attainments in calligraphy!" A talented man stared at the manuscript on the table.
, suddenly exclaimed.
Everyone heard the words and looked down one after another. For some reason, the handwriting that just looked like a child's random scribblings now feels much more pleasing to the eye. There seems to be some kind of rhythm between the lines. Thinking about it carefully, what the talented man said just now seems to be true.
Makes some sense.
"Brother Wang's words make sense, but my poor eyesight almost made me wrong!"
"That's right. How can someone with such a talent not know calligraphy?"
"Could this style be created by this brother?"
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Yang Yanzhou stood aside, listening to everyone's remarks, with a trace of doubt on his face.
Could it be that the other person's realm is really too high, and that with his attainments in calligraphy, he still cannot appreciate the beauty of this style of writing?
Even though it was Li Yi, he couldn't help but blush when he heard these words.
He coughed twice to hide his embarrassment. When he put down his pen, he saw Li Xuan, Wan Ruoqing, Zeng Zuimo and others standing behind him, looking at him with complicated eyes.
"What's wrong? Is there ink on my face?" Li Yi was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion.
He stretched out his hand and wiped it randomly on his face. He looked down at his palm. There were no ink marks on it?
No one nodded or spoke. Li Xuan looked at him with burning eyes, as if he was meeting him for the first time.
Originally, he thought that the other party was just an interesting scholar who was good at painting, greedy for money, poor in drinking, and whose character was similar to his. In addition, he cured his mother's depression, which greatly increased his favor in his heart, and he was willing to associate with him...
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But who would have thought that this scholar, who seemed to have no outstanding merits except good looks, would be so talented that even the most talented person in Qing'an Prefecture would be outdone?
This guy can actually hide better than himself!
Wan Ruoqing, Zeng Zuimo and others were no less shocked than him.
Tonight, I first found out that the young master yesterday was Li Yi, who made "Magpie Bridge Immortal". I couldn't help but feel relieved. The song "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" came out again, and at the same time, it calmed the talented people present.
It also calmed them down.
Especially when they thought that he was still a member of the Yunying Poetry Club in name, several people had a suspicion that they were dreaming...
"Snapped!"
Shen Zhao threw the pen in his hand on the table. The handwriting on the rice paper was vigorous, vigorous, free and easy. Even if the content was ignored, it could still be regarded as a good calligraphy work.
After all, his reputation as the second most talented person did not come from strong winds. To be recognized by many arrogant talented people in Qing'an Mansion, Shen Zhao certainly had some abilities.
I turned around and took a look, and found that the scholar opposite seemed to have finished writing. He twitched his lips and strode over.
Due to the distance, Shen Zhao did not hear the discussion when he was concentrating on writing. Now he walked to Li Yi's desk, looked down at it, his face was stunned for a moment, and then he started laughing.
"Is this your lyrics, or a child's random graffiti?"
At this time, Shen Zhao no longer had any doubts about the outcome of this competition.
However, as he smiled, his laughter gradually became smaller.
Because at this moment, he was the only one smiling.
The talented people around him all looked at him with strange eyes.
The smile on Shen Zhao's face froze, and a very bad feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.
"Brother Shen..."
At this moment, Su Wentian came over in a daze, holding a paper raft in his hand, looked at Li Yi with a very complicated look, and handed the paper raft to Shen Zhao.
[PS: In order to prevent you from saying that I broke the chapter again, scroll down, the second chapter will be there soon.]
