Lushan.

The scene at this time was a bit terrifying.

But the one who took the lead in breaking the silence was He Qinghuan on the judges' seat.

A flash of flush suddenly surged from his face, and he smiled with his hands: "Good poetry, such a talented person, what's wrong with being a judge!"

The great roc rises with the wind in one day!

It soars up to 90,000 miles!

What a boyish spirit!

How arrogant and arrogant it is!

He Qinghuan is not stupid, of course he has tasted the real taste.

Hua Weiming's sudden attack will inevitably involve some deep-seated reasons.

Today's literary event has been cast a shadow of controversy before it even began.

He Qinghuan is from Qin, so he doesn't want to remain silent and wants to speak for Xianyu. Moreover, he feels from the bottom of his heart that this poem has a wonderful artistic conception, perfectly conforms to the current situation, and even expresses Xianyu's mood!

then.

Major pavilions.

Countless noises.

Literary people whispered and clamored, some were shocked, some were embarrassed, some were indifferent, some were sneered...

There are many different situations in the world.

And in front of countless screens across continents.

The audience who watched the live broadcast also came back to their senses one after another.

"Damn it!"

"This poem is so awesome!"

"Xianyu actually wrote a poem on the spot to respond to the question?"

"In such a short time, such excellent works have been created. Why do these people question the envy of the fish?"

"Domstic!"

"Writing poetry on the spot to respond, and it is a work of this level, who dares to question whether Yu Dad is not worthy?"

"The grass mud horse is burning!"

"Who knows if it was written in advance?"

There are not other sounds mixed in countless barrage, but overall, the audience has been impressed by the poem Xianyu.

...

Lin Yuan’s home.

Antarctica jumped happily.

Da Yaoyao waved her fist hard: "Come on, brother!"

Sister Lin Xuan stared at the screen: "Look at what else they want!"

My mother didn't say anything.

She still has countless concerns:

A poem may not stop the determination of these literati.

...

My mother's worries are correct.

Lushan.

Live broadcast live.

Hua Weiming finally spoke: "It seems that Teacher Xianyu is well prepared, so he should come down and have a good time with us so-called players."

Awesome!

This old thing!

It's shameless!

Everyone in the Fish Dynasty changed their faces.

Even fools can hear Hua Weiming's sarcasm!

He was actually hinting that Xianyu guessed that someone would question it, so he wrote this poem in advance, trying to block the mouths of countless literati!

"What I said."

“It turned out to be written in advance.”

"No matter how powerful it is, it is impossible to recite such a good poem on the spot."

"Okay?"

"Just born madly."

"I also think it's quite average. I'm just a big roc, and I'm just bragging about it."

Some literati whispered.

They had already boarded the same boat, and they could not tolerate Xianyu, a young man of average age who might be sitting in the judges' seats and commenting on them.

He Qinghuan frowned.

The other judges looked surprised, and no one spoke. They felt a little unrelated to their own affairs, and there was even a hint of watching the show in their eyes.

"Oh."

Lin Yuan smiled.

This time, he did not recite poems again, but looked directly at Hua Weiming: "I have heard that Zhaozhou's literary world is prosperous and the most outstanding in all continents, but I didn't expect that one of the representative figures in Zhaozhou's literary world did not understand the principle of those who have no good or good at learning as teachers."

"Madman!"

Before Hua Weiming could speak, the literati were angry!

Learn martial arts and elders?

A master is a teacher?

Xianyu actually called himself a "master" in front of literary masters like Hua Weiming, and said that he was qualified to be Hua Weiming and the judges present!?

What arrogance of remarks?

Hua Weiming's face also changed, but soon he burst into laughter and comforted the literary people:

"Everyone is calm and don't be impatient."

This guy is also an old villain, but he actually used this method to fight back, saying that Xianyu is just a little brat!

This is the verbal battle between literati.

Every sentence devalues ​​the other party, but does not produce a dirty word.

The literati burst into laughter.

Amid this burst of laughter, Hua Weiming's lips curled up and stared at Lin Yuan and said, "Do you, the judge, know what the teacher is?"

What is a teacher?

Lin Yuan also smiled: "A teacher is the one who preaches and receives karma and resolves doubts."

Hua Weiming was stunned.

Other literati also looked at each other.

Lin Yuan's voice paused and continued, "Who can be without confusion if he is not born to know it?"

He stared at Hua Weiming and shook his head helplessly: "If you are confused but don't follow the teacher, you will never understand it."

Do you like classical Chinese?

Do you like to talk to me in an old way?

Then please let Mr. Han Yu communicate with you first.

Lin Yuan's eyes swept over the literati behind Hua Weiming: "When he was born before me, he heard the Tao, and he was ahead of me, so I learned it; when he was born after me, he was also ahead of me, so I learned it."

The scene was silent again.

Lin Yuan's voice became louder and louder, resounding throughout the audience: "My teacher is right, have you ever known that you were born in me in the past?"

What is a teacher?

Am I young?

Not worthy of being a teacher?
To be continued...