Lin Wanxiang has actually played with this since she was very young. She was born into a scholarly family, and her parents' identities are not simple.
So since she was very young, she has been playing things that literati and elegant guests often play. Feihua Ling is one of them, and she is also the strongest among them.
From the time she entered junior high school at the age of fourteen, Lin Wanxiang's knowledge reserve on Fei Hua Ling was enough to put her own father at a disadvantage. At that time, her mother wanted her to be on a program dedicated to this, but she gave up because it delayed her studies too much.
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Based on the above, Qiu Yuan dared to challenge Lin Wanxiang with the Flying Flower Order. It is very appropriate to give Qiu Yuan one sentence... that is, 'You are asking for your own death!'
The Flying Flower Order was originally something that Lin Wanxiang was already a little tired of, but Qiu Yuanchu's rules were very interesting...
'Don't I need to answer it? And you wrote all the poems yourself?'
Lin Wanxiang didn't know who gave Qiu Yuan the courage to set this rule. Even her father didn't dare to use this rule to play Feihua Ling with her.
"Looking at you, you should be a master at playing Fei Hua Ling? Another level of master means that you are tired of playing, so this time you take a break and just ask questions and I will answer them." Qiu Yuan wrote another sentence
He gave Lin Wanxiang something close to provocation.
This completely aroused Lin Wanxiang's fighting spirit, and she felt like she was being underestimated.
There weren't many things that could ignite Lin Wanxiang's fighting spirit, including painting and flying flower order, but not many people her age played with these two things.
In painting, Lin Wanxiang has reached a level that many of her peers cannot surpass. Feihua Ling is also a level that others of her age cannot reach. Maybe some seniors can rival Lin Wanxiang, but they rarely lose face and compete with a junior like Lin Wanxiang.
Play with this thing.
The first Qiuyuan has been reached, and Lin Wanxiang only has admiration and appreciation for this.
But now Qiu Yuan is directly focused on her second professional field, and she still plans to take such a difficult challenge by writing every line of the poem herself.
"I have very high requirements for poetry. If you write those slobbery poems that don't rhyme and have no artistic conception, I won't admit it." Lin Wanxiang buried her head in her notebook and wrote down a very strict requirement.
But as soon as she finished writing, her stomach growled, which made Lin Wanxiang's face show a rare expression of shame. She raised her head and glanced at Qiu Yuan, and found that Qiu Yuan's expression was still that shallow.
Smile.
This smile, which originally looked very comfortable, seemed to be provocative in Lin Wanxiang's eyes for some reason.
Qiu Yuan didn't wait for Lin Wanxiang to finish writing the line of words, and directly drew four words on the table with his fingers.
‘Go and eat when you are hungry’
Lin Wanxiang became even more angry when she saw these four words. She calmed down her expression and directly pushed the notebook in her hand to Qiu Yuan, letting Qiu Yuan understand that she could not be fooled by just relying on some nonsense poems.
her.
After that sentence, there was an additional condition: 'If you can't apologize, today's exchange will end here.'
It seemed that Wanxiang was really angry, but after she became angry, the system rewarded Qiuyuan instead.
"You received a 100 yuan reward"
This reward reminder made Qiu Yuan certain that he had found the method and means to mine this diamond mine, and all that was left was to start work.
"Please (PS: Miss Wanxiang please be merciful and don't use any weird words)" Qiu Yuan wrote this and pushed the notebook back to Lin Wanxiang.
Lin Wanxiang did not embarrass Qiu Yuan. She followed the tradition of Feihua Order and wrote down the most commonly used word in her notebook, which was "flower".
After she flew the word "花" to Qiu Yuan, Qiu Yuan took the notebook and fell into deep contemplation.
The character "花" is the simplest character in Feihua Ling.
Whether you memorize it or write it yourself, it is very simple, and it is equivalent to the scoring questions in the exam.
If Qiu Yuan can't even do this sub-question, then Lin Wanxiang has no reason to look forward to the following content.
Qiu Yuan looked at the word "花" and turned the pen in his hand slightly. After the pen tip just stopped on the paper, Qiu Yuan immediately started writing behind the word "花" written by Wanxiang Meifei.
After finishing writing, Qiu Yuan directly pushed the notebook back to Lin Wanxiang.
So fast? Lin Wanxiang picked up the notebook and looked at Qiu Yuan's ease, but she was not too surprised.
Flower is the best word for writing poems. Maybe Qiu Yuan usually has some preparations, and it is normal to think of two or three poems about flowers in advance.
In other words, Qiu Yuan came prepared for this flight to the Flower, which also determined the best level of poetry written by Qiu Yuan.
So what does this best level look like?
Lin Wanxiang held up the notebook with some expectations and arrogance derived from literary accomplishment. The arrogance here refers to the fact that if Qiu Yuan's writing was slightly worse, she might not be able to catch her eye.
"The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold."
Lin Wanxiang silently recited the poem written by Qiu Yuan in a very small voice.
She was stunned for a while when she read it for the first time, and then she couldn't wait to read it for the second time. After the third time, she began to savor the charm of the sentence.
The rhythm is simply perfect, and the meaning is also wonderful!
The word "wonderful" is the best description of all ancient poems.
Poetry... whether it is a five-character verse or a seven-character quatrain, has far fewer words than modern vernacular poetry.
But if it can describe a yearning artistic conception in just a few numbers, enough for people to savor it carefully, then this poem is a success!
This sentence written by Qiu Yuan is undoubtedly successful, and the artistic conception makes Lin Wanxiang very intoxicated.
"The edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the severe cold..."
Of course she can read the meaning of this poem in an instant. It is no exaggeration to say that when she needs to motivate herself, she will definitely use this poem as a motto.
I even took it to the principal of Jiangcheng Art University. If the principal knew that this poem was written by a student in the school, he might directly use it as the school motto of Jiangcheng Art University!
Lin Wanxiang had a lot of feelings in her heart when she looked at this poem. She didn't care that she was playing with Fei Hua Ling. She took a pen and wanted to write her feelings next to this poem.
But as soon as the pen in her hand came down, a hand blocked the poem, so that the tip of her pen could only write on the palm of this hand, and her hand inevitably touched the other person's.
Lin Wanxiang looked up and found that the person holding out her hand was Qiu Yuan. Lin Wanxiang's reproachful eyes seemed to be asking why Qiu Yuan interrupted her to record her inspiration.
Can…
"We are still competing against each other, Miss Wanxiang." Qiu Yuan's lips twitched, but Lin Wanxiang understood what Qiu Yuan meant although she didn't make a sound.
"..."
Lin Wanxiang pursed her lips. She felt that she had lost some composure and could only resist the urge to record her inspiration.
This is a poem written by Qiu Yuan. Qiu Yuan can tear up this piece of paper and take it back without any problem.
But she was still a little angry, so she wrote the word "eye" as the second character.
This word seems a bit tricky. If it is 'eye', maybe Qiu Yuan has been prepared for it, but the word 'eye' rarely appears in Feihua Ling, and even if it does, it is difficult to continue. Now let's look at Qiu Yuan
How about your on-the-spot improvisational abilities!
You were already prepared for the first word "flower", so you wrote a poem with such charm and depth. No matter what you did for the second word "eye", you couldn't have been prepared for it, right?
So take action.
Lin Wanxiang confidently pushed the notebook to Qiu Yuan, already prepared to see Qiu Yuan scratching her head and scratching her head in embarrassment.
