Chapter 79 Bystanders are clear?

Style: Historical Author: One thought reaches the skyWords: 2148Update Time: 24/01/12 02:05:55
Swishing, brushing, Yang Xiu wrote quickly. Since he had decided not to show off, Yang Xiu naturally wanted to finish the first two poems as quickly as possible, and then leave himself enough time to think about the third poem.

Unlike Yang Xiu, Sun Quan's speed was unhurried and unhurried. Just like Cai Wenji said, he seemed to have a plan in mind. In fact, no one knew what Sun Quan was thinking at this time. The reason why Sun Quan was not in a hurry, to be precise, the reason why Sun Quan was so slow was for no other reason than to write as well as possible. Of course, Cai Yong just said that this time the comparison is purely about the two's poetry writing ability, and good handwriting will not give extra points, but Sun Quan knows better than anyone else that what he is about to write will definitely be a world-shattering masterpiece. , it is no exaggeration to say that this will be taken back and framed, and will be passed down through the ages as a family heirloom. Do you think Sun Quan can not take it seriously! Even if he doesn't want to lose face, he still has to respect the original author, right?

Well, this guy who keeps saying he wants to respect the author of the original work unceremoniously wrote the words "Sun Zhongmou" at the end. Ahem, nonsense, this is something that will be passed down through the ages. If I don’t write my name on it, who will be sure that it was me, Sun Quan, who wrote it in the future? Of course, even so, Sun Quan believes that the so-called historians in the future will probably believe that he is looking for someone to replace him. Especially after becoming an emperor, he added a few legends to his youth. From analysis, it seems quite reasonable. . Hey, mortals are mortals after all, just like Yang Xiu now. Unless they see it with their own eyes, they are unwilling to admit that there are such geniuses in the world!

In short, because of Sun Quan's slow motion, Yang Xiu had already finished writing two poems. He put down his brush and began to close his eyes and meditate, and then Sun Quan was able to finish the first poem. But Sun Quan was "kind" and considerate of others. In order to facilitate others to take it back and frame it as a family heirloom, after writing one song, he directly changed the paper and wrote the second song, so that uninformed people in the distance saw it and thought that Sun Quan was the second song. I got stuck in writing one song, and I’m going to write it again after it’s been scrapped.

For a while, many people shook their heads. At this time, there are only two possibilities for scrapping and rewriting: 1. Wrong words. For a poem that was drafted in advance, the words could be written wrong on the spot, which shows Sun Quan’s psychological quality. If he doesn't pass, even if the first two songs are passable, it's hard to be optimistic about his on-the-spot performance in the third song. 2. Sun Quan suddenly decided to change the original draft. This was a bad omen. It showed that Sun Quan himself was not optimistic about the poem he originally wrote. He had no confidence in the work he had thought about for several days before. , can we still expect him to create something better in a short period of time?

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"Your son-in-law doesn't seem to be very good at it?" Cao Cao said to Yuan Shu quickly. Cao Cao, Yuan Shao, and Yuan Shu grew up together, and in later generations, they were the rich second-generation racing sect. Although they are not as dandy now, and their relationship may not be as strong as before, Cao Cao is still rude in some words.

Yuan Shu frowned, obviously feeling a little unsure.

"Who knows the outcome until the end?"

"That's right." Yuan Shao on the side nodded, "I see that Zhongmou doesn't have any anxious look on his face. Even if it was a temporary change of draft, he should not have lost his sense of proportion. Maybe he had a flash of inspiration. Suddenly I thought of a better poem, and I might give us a surprise later."

Sun Quan is now Yuan Shu's prospective son-in-law and Yuan Wei's direct disciple, so Yuan Shao is at least on the side of Sun Quan.

"otherwise."

Regarding Yuan Shao's statement, Chen Lin shook her head.

"If he really had a flash of inspiration and thought of an excellent poem, Sun Quan's face must be filled with ecstasy. Now that he looks so calm, I would rather believe that he just wrote the wrong words."

"But if he writes the wrong word, it means that his mentality is unstable, his mentality is unstable, and how can his face be calm?" Cao Cao couldn't help but wonder.

What? You said that Sun Quan could not express his emotions or anger? If Sun Quan is really facially paralyzed, then all the above speculations will be overturned. Besides, Sun Quan is now well-known among the younger generation for being arrogant and straight-tempered. If he was really so sinister and could not express his emotions and anger, would there still be today's literary fight between him and Yang Xiu?

"Then... what if the writing is wrong or ugly?" Chen Lin thought for a while and asked.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"He's not really capable of doing this kind of thing."

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Ignoring the buzz around him, Sun Quan finished writing the second poem slowly, signed it, put it aside again, and then took out the third piece of paper. At this time, the onlookers immediately returned to the original state. Could it be that Sun Quan was really changing the poem temporarily?

"I said, does it really not matter if he is like this?" Even Tang Yu in the small building subconsciously started to worry about Sun Quan, "In the end, he won't be unable to compose a song, right?"

"No!" Cai Wenji affirmed. Here, she was not superstitious about Sun Quan. After all, the emperor had no direct connection with poetry. Cai Wenji was superstitious about her father. Since Cai Yong said that Sun Quan would win, then Sun Quan would definitely win! "Look at Sun Quan, he changed his poem to the second one, and he still looked calm. I guess that although he was changing the poem, he was actually changing it for the better. Even the poem he didn't change was better than the one he didn't change originally. Pass Yang Xiu. Now the more I change, the better I am, so naturally I am less likely to lose."

"Sister Cai...well, maybe you are right."

Something's wrong! Something is very wrong! Women are usually very perceptive. Tang Yu felt that Cai Wenji and Sun Quan must have something, otherwise Cai Wenji would not behave like this. Could it be that Cai Wenji thought that Tang Yu had a bad relationship with Sun Quan and it was difficult to explain it clearly, so she deliberately hid it from him? But when did these two people meet?

Just when Tang Yu had doubts about his good sister,

"I'm done!"

In full view of everyone, Sun Quan raised his hand and said.

"Are you ready?"

Many people were dumbfounded, thinking that even if Sun Quan had changed one song, it would only be one song. They have been staring at Sun Quan. Could Sun Quan be able to conjure up two poems in an instant?

"Have the three capitals been prepared?" Even Cai Yong couldn't help but ask Sun Quan.

Sun Quan pointed to the three pieces of paper on his desk, a little confused.

"Isn't that natural?"

Even though these people are far apart and can't see clearly what I wrote, I deliberately changed three pieces of paper. It's so obvious. Are they all blind?

Of course, complaints are complaints. Sun Quan just thought that he wrote three poems in one breath, which was too amazing, so others could not believe it, but they didn't know what kind of oolong he had just caused.

"Cough cough cough!"

How fucking embarrassing.

Chen Lin, Yuan Shao, Yuan Shu, Cao Cao, etc., who just discussed with others and even analyzed conclusively, are now pretending to be blind and tinnitus, silent, with unified movements, lowering their heads to drink tea.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Upstairs, Tang Yu laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

"Sun Quan, it is indeed Sun Quan, it is indeed his style!"

"Stop laughing!" Beside her, Cai Wenji blushed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.