stjorthotic Chapter 280: One word fills the river!!! (Kneeling and begging to subscribe!!!)
Chapter 280: One word fills the river!!! (Kneeling and begging to subscribe!!!)
After returning to his senses, Feng Qingran had already walked out of the pavilion.
Cao Weiyang knew that if he stayed strong, it would be unreasonable.
Wait until Feng Qingran disappears.
"Master Xia, what do you mean? Cao Weiyang asked with a bad face.
Is this person convulsed?
Suddenly running out to disrupt their plans!
Although the goal of making Feng Qingran look ugly has been achieved, it is clear that he can continue to do better!
"It's nothing." Xia Qingchuan put his arms around his arms and said casually: "It's just that I can't bear to hide the filth."
"You!" Cao Weiyang was in a hurry, but in public, even if their purpose was guessed by many people, she didn't want to make it public.
Suppressing his anger, he got up from his own seat, and Cao Weiyang walked towards Feng Qingran's seat.
Reaching out, he wanted to get the scraps Feng Qingran left on the table.
Now, Feng Qingran's evasion is a foregone conclusion, as long as the contents of these scraps are spread out, the same effect will be achieved.
As for what Feng Qingran will write?
Cao Weiyang sneered in his heart, thinking that it must be some idiots that don't make sense!
However, before he could touch it, Xia Qingchuan took all the scraps away.
Before she could have a seizure, Xia Qingchuan said: "I am not a contestant, let me judge! This is more fair. 35
Having said this, Cao Weiyang is not ready to say anything else, and smirked: "Alright, then ask Master Xia to come and tell us, what kind of masterpiece did the county master leave behind?! 99
Xia Qingchuan did not reply. The reason why he did this was to give Feng Qingran a respectability. If the writing was really unsightly, he would cover it up for him.
Maybe it's just the goodwill at that glance, he just wanted to do it anyway.
But when Xia Qingchuan opened the crumpled paper, his eyes stopped after the words on the paper.
After a while, he regained his senses, and when he put together the two pieces of paper, his eyes were filled with brilliance.
"Master Xia, what's wrong, 々?" a woman asked.
"It's the princess, she didn't write it?"
"Say it out and listen, anyway, the Wenhui is a place to talk!"
The girls started to boo.
They didn't want Feng Qingran to fool around.
Badly written?
Xia Qingchuan smiled.
If this is not good, then he dares to assert that the literary talents of these people are not worthy of living!
Cao Weiyang raised his chin slightly, and said a little proudly: "Master Xia, let us have a look at the works of the county master! Since we have already participated in the competition and have left the works, we can't even let us see them, right?
"Okay." Xia Qingchuan responded very simply this time, with a hook on the corner of his mouth: "I'll read it for you.
After coughing and clearing his throat, Xia Qingchuan secretly used Spirit Power.
Open your mouth.
"Angry hair rushed to the crown, leaning on the railing, Xiaoxiaoyu rested. Look up, look up to the sky, scream, and be fierce. Four generations of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of road, clouds and moon. Don't wait, the boy's head is white, empty and sad.""
Xia Qingchuan's voice became high-pitched with the progress of the words, as if he had been brought in by the artistic conception.
"The humiliation of the invasion of the country has not yet snowed. When the people hate it, when will it be destroyed. Drive the long horses and step across the mountains and valleys. The ambition is to eat the meat of the Hulu, laugh at the thirst and drink the blood of the imperial brakes. Wait until the beginning, restore the rivers and restore the mountains and rivers, and face the sky! 55
When the last words fell, the audience was silent, including Cao Weiyang and other women.
Everyone was shocked by this magnificent mood.
Maybe Xia Qingchuan was unprofessional, and when he read it, his feelings were not particularly full, but even so, just listening to them, they had already seen the appearance of a young general named Yunzhao, who was arrogant and bloody fighting on the battlefield.
The eyes of the ladies of the noble family were slightly blurred, and they couldn't help but fall in love with Wenren Yunzhao's bravery.
And the sons of the aristocratic family are even more excited, yearning for the military, wishing to kill the enemy bandits on the battlefield now and spread their prestige.
But when they gradually reacted, they realized that the problem was wrong.
Poems...Written by Feng Qingran!
This is also called ignorance and learning?!!
Everyone was stunned.
Just because they didn't know that Feng Qingran had an extremely annoying adjective in his previous life, called Versailles.
Humility is not for keeping a low profile, but for better pretence.
Many young masters who wrote poems by themselves and were a little complacent about their own literary talent, with embarrassed expressions on their faces, silently destroyed their own rice paper.
What about the trouble? Is this more necessary?
On the other hand, in front of Xia Qingchuan, Cao Weiyang and other women all had their faces ashen, as if they were choked with shit.
This poem, not to mention that they could not write it with their literary talent, even the poems that they carefully selected this time and are going to shine in the literary collection are far inferior to it!
That's it! A poem can not only remove the world's impression of Feng Qingran being rude and incompetent, but also win the reputation of a talented girl!
Wouldn't the marriage contract between Feng Qingran and General Yun Zhao be more stable?
Thinking of this (Qian Lihao), the faces of the ladies of the noble family turned pale.
Cao Weiyang gritted his teeth, broke the defense directly, and said fiercely: "`"Perhaps she was prepared in advance?! A poem can't be counted as outstanding!
"Yeah! It's impossible to do one song at all!" Xia Qingchuan smiled, echoing Cao Weiyang's words.
The people present were a little puzzled, wasn't this Xia Qingchuan still diametrically opposed to Cao Weiyang just now?
acting?
Or is there really a problem with the word?
However, Xia Qingchuan turned over the two pieces of paper again.
Condescendingly, he glanced at Cao Weiyang lightly, and said sarcastically: "If one doesn't count, then... these are enough! 99
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