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    "The woman my eldest brother likes has yet to escape his grasp." Zhou Zhongkai's words made Chang Sun Xiang hold the Purple Lightning Sword tighter.  At this time, Lin Jue¡¯s voice was heard from the side.  "A short awning was tied in the shade of an ancient tree, and a staff and quinoa helped me cross the east side of the bridge. The apricot blossom rain made my clothes wet, and the willow wind blew on my face without chilling." Everyone's attention was immediately attracted. In such a short time, Mr. Chen has already  I¡¯ve made a poem!  This poem makes people feel like they are in the season when apricot blossoms are in full bloom, drizzle is drizzled with the fragrance of apricot blossoms; the willows are green, the weather is getting warmer, the spring breeze is blowing on the face, wandering in the spring scenery, comfortable and leisurely.  "What a poem!" Many people had already blurted out their praises, and Chang Sun Xiang also retracted his sword and retreated to Lin Jue's side.  Zhou Zhongkai was surprised. This "Wind" poem was much better than his previous one.  Everyone was refreshed. The "wind" had already appeared, and now it should be the "flower". Just the last "small building blowing through the jade and cold" and "the green is reduced, the red is declining, the sorrow is killing", are enough to overshadow the last time.  Counting this way, Zhou Zhongkai's previous song "Peony Song" has already won two games and is in an invincible position.  Just when everyone was wondering whether "Mr. Xiao Chen" would use the two lotus poems from last time again, Lin Sui has revealed the answer.  "The chrysanthemums on the threshold are worried about the mist, orchids weep with dew, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon does not know the pain of separation, and the slanting light shines through the red doors at dawn. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and the long wind alone climbed up the tall building, looking at the end of the world.  . If you want to send colorful notes and rulers, how can you know the mountains and rivers?" Changsun Xiang's mood has been separated from the previous anger, and he sincerely expressed admiration, which is completely different from the previous relaxed and comfortable poems.  What the words outline is the longing for separation and hatred, and the elegance and elegance of the emotion reveal the vastness and loftiness.  The artistic conception is even higher than that of "Breaking Through the Sands of Huanxi" in the last literary conference.  The literati present all looked intoxicated, but many of them seemed a little confused. Is this a "wind" or a "flower"?  At this time, Lin Jue spoke again: "Thousands of miles away, there are yellow clouds and white sun, and the north wind is blowing the wild geese and the snow. Don't worry, you have no friends in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you." Zhou Zhongkai heard the sound of "urn" in his head, and he could hardly stand still.  .  At this time, there was no suspense about the outcome, and all that was left was a loud slap.  When he heard "Don't worry, there are no friends in the road ahead, and no one in the world does not know you." Yan Jian stood up excitedly. Everyone understood that it was not "flower" or "snow", but "wind".  Three poems in a row are all about "wind".  Any of these three songs can be called a masterpiece. Zhou Zhongkai¡¯s previous four songs were simply tortured to pieces. What¡¯s even more exciting is that this is just the beginning!  Sure enough, Lin Jue walked a few steps and said again: "There are several branches of plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han is blooming alone. I know there is no snow in the distance, but there is a faint fragrance."  Does Mr. Yun know that it is the time when the snow is falling? "The wind blows louder and stronger. The integrity of flowers will fade away in time, and I will beg for mercy from Mr. Dong even more."  And they are all plum blossoms. Changsun Xiang knew that this was written for her, and the meaning of the three plum blossom poems was very clear.  Praise the nobility of plum blossoms.  I meditated that "the outdated will be drifting, and shame to the Dongjun even begging for pity." In my heart, I remembered the phrase "scattered into mud into dust, only incense as the old", and the closed heart lake suddenly trembled.  There were ripples that had never been seen before.  Zhou Zhongkai's face had turned from pale to gray, his ears were buzzing, and he couldn't hear anything for a while. He could only see Lin Suo speaking calmly, while those around him continued to express admiration and exclamation.  ¡°This kind of person who is the focus of everyone¡¯s attention should be Zhou Zhongkai!  Time passed slowly with a feeling of incomparable shame. It was not until Zhou Zhongying came behind him and gently tugged that Zhou Zhongkai woke up from his despair.  "Mr. Kai, I have finished it." Lin Sui said calmly. At this time, no one questioned the "number one genius in the literary world of Purple Phoenix City" that Changsun Xian said before.  Everyone is a well-educated person, so they can naturally be sure that the poems "Chen Xu" just wrote are all unheard of. They are by no means plagiarized, but original. Take any one out, and it will be a well-known and excellent work. This "Chen Xu"  "I actually composed twelve poems in one go!  The first genius is well deserved!  Zhou Zhongkai clenched his fists and glared at Lin Jue with his red eyes.  "Mr. Kai, do you still need me to announce the outcome?" Yan Jian's tone at this moment clearly meant to sway him. Zhou Zhongkai was so shameless before that his master could hardly stand down in front of so many people. Now he  You will definitely not put your hot face on the other person's cold ass.  Although the power and influence of the Zhou familyThey are all very big, but the strength of the Yan family cannot be underestimated. Besides, this is Purple Phoenix City, not Futu City.  "A true man keeps his word." Lin Jue completely ignored the resentment and threat in his eyes, "If Mr. Kai cannot afford to lose, please leave Purple Phoenix City immediately and never set foot in Zihuang City again." "The surname is Chen," Zhou Zhongkai  He was so angry that he was shaking all over. Unprecedented anger and humiliation almost exploded in his chest. The so-called aristocratic demeanor that he usually maintained was all forgotten. He pointed at Lin Jue and gritted his teeth and said, "I will remember you!" This kind of threat  Making everyone around him even more contemptuous, Lin Jue secretly sneered. Without looking at Zhou Zhongkai, he asked Yan Jian: "Master Jian, I have an impromptu article here. I wonder if I can borrow some pen and ink to use it." Yan Jian immediately ordered his servants.  Serving the four treasures of the study, the facilities here are very complete. The snow-white rice paper is hung on a large plaque in front of the pergola, so that everyone can see it clearly.  Lin Jue dipped his hand in ink, pondered for a moment, and wrote with his wrist hanging.  The art major in my previous life had a calligraphy class, but the "Lin Jue" of this world has been practicing calligraphy since he was five years old. After integrating his consciousness and practicing hard during the period of his rebirth, he can write this elegant regular script.  The experts around him nodded.  Lin Jue wrote very quickly, and many people read it out after him: Jinxi Min Fang Zhongyong, Shi Ligeng.  In the fifth year of Zhong Yongsheng's reign, he had never seen any books and utensils, so he suddenly cried out for them.  The father was different, so he borrowed something from someone nearby, wrote four lines of poetry, and gave it his own name.  His poems are about raising parents and bringing in the family.  It is said that a scholar in a township watched it.  Naturally, it refers to those who write poems about things and their literary and scientific aspects are impressive.  The people of the town were curious about him, and they invited his father for a little while, or begged him with coins.  The father benefited from this, and Zhongyong paid homage to the people of the city, and did not let him learn.  I have heard about it for a long time.  In the clear path.  When my ancestor returned home, he met him at his uncle's house, twelve or three years old.  The poems written cannot be compared to those heard in the past.  Seven years later, he returned from Yangzhou and went to his uncle's house to ask about it. He said, "Everyone has disappeared."  The heaven that accepts it is that the wise are far away from the talented people.  If the death is for everyone, then it will not be suffered by others.  It¡¯s the heaven that accepts it.  In this way, the virtuous people are not accepted by the people, but they are all people. Now, the heavens that are not accepted by the husband are the people, and the people who are not accepted by them are just for the people.  This prose "Injury to Zhongyong" was originally written by Wang Anshi and tells the story of a child prodigy named "Fang Zhongyong".  He was reduced to an ordinary person because his father did not allow him to study and he was used as a money-making tool by his father.  The article takes Zhongyong as an example to warn people never to rely solely on talent without learning new knowledge.  We must pay attention to acquired education and learning, emphasizing the importance of acquired education and learning to talent.  This article made people think of Zhou Zhongkai for the first time. Zhou Zhongkai had previously claimed that he had a photographic memory since childhood. He wrote poems at the age of four and lyrics at the age of five, and was self-taught.  Similar to Fang Zhongyong, who was extremely talented, Fang Zhongyong was used as a money-making tool by his father and lacked education and eventually "lost himself to everyone", while Zhou Zhongkai was pretentious, proud and complacent.  All the teachers who came to teach him "went away in shame", and even the first literary teacher of the Capital Academy of Literature was not looked down upon by him.  As a result, like Fang Zhongyong in the article, his talent was wasted and he became ordinary.  Even if Zhou Zhongkai does have some talent and learning, in front of "Chen Xu" today, he is just invisible to everyone.  This article, written at this time, is almost ten times more lethal.  Zhou Zhongkai trembled even more violently, feeling that the thing he was most proud of was smashed to pieces at this moment.  At this time, a voice of sudden enlightenment fell into my ears: "No wonder Master Xu in the capital 'dare not' accept Master Kai as his disciple." It wasn't that he didn't dare, but that he was unwilling or even disdainful.  Everyone also started talking about it.  This became the last straw that broke the camel's back. Zhou Zhongkai's inner defenses, which were already on the verge of collapse, suddenly collapsed. His eyes darkened, his body swayed twice, and he fell straight forward.  Zhou Zhongying, with quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed it and saw that Zhou Zhongkai was pale and had fainted. A guard immediately stepped forward to help him.  Zhou Zhongying glared fiercely in the direction where he spoke. There, Changsun Xianzheng waved his fan leisurely and chatted and laughed with the people on the side, as if the person who made the last stab had nothing to do with him.  Zhou Zhongying bowed her hands towards Yan Jian, ignored everyone, and walked straight away with Zhou Zhongkai and his guards. There were boos from behind.  "Leave Purple Phoenix City if you can't afford to lose!" "How dare you come here to show off with little talent and learning!" "Never take another step here again!" "" Seeing Zhou Zhongying and others leaving in embarrassment, everyone felt extremely heartbroken.  The only one who is depressed is Baili Xi. He deliberately gave in to Lin Jui before, intending to lead to the following and push him to be the opposite of Zhou Zhongkai. Everyone here is discerning.?Of course he knows Bailixi's tricks.  Now that Lin Jue had defeated Zhou Zhongkai, Baili Xiyi was no longer a villain. People nearby stood away for fear of being associated with him, and Baili Xi's face looked particularly ugly.  On the opposite end of the spectrum is Lin Jue, who is in full bloom. Her performance just now was so dazzling that everyone present, even Baili Xi, had to be convinced of the talent of "Mr. Xiao Chen".  Character.  "Mr. Xiao Chen, the number one talent, is well deserved." Yan Jian praised sincerely, and everyone agreed. This sentence has completely confirmed the title proposed by Chang Sun Xian.  "Ashamed, these are just poems I wrote before. If it weren't for Mr. Kai's aggressiveness and humiliation of our Purple Phoenix City literary world, I wouldn't want to do this." The real reason why Lin Jue slapped Zhou Zhongkai so hard in the face was actually just  To vent their anger on two people, Han Xian and Changsun Xiang moved in their hearts and said again: "The article "Injury to Zhongyong" is not actually a mockery of Mr. Kai, but a warning to ourselves. Although I am not very talented, if I am complacent because of this,  If I neglect my hard work and study, I will inevitably end up as mediocre as Fang Zhongyong. Moreover, I have done my best with these twelve poems today. From today on, I will concentrate on studying and will no longer participate in literary conferences for the time being. Please also ask.  Mr. Jian and all my friends, please forgive me." These words made Yan Jian and everyone look thoughtful and nodded.  Lin Jue smiled. Today, he not only taught Zhou Zhongkai a lesson, vented his anger on his teacher and friends, but also found a legitimate reason to do so. He would not need to attend such cultural gatherings in the future. It was a double kill.  (To be continued) PS: If you dare to write about Blue Butterfly of Ice, I will rest for now and wdysdh will reward me.
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