Chapter 55 Do you think I’m really an idiot?

It was strange that Wang Linfeng would lose his composure like this, his face turned red and his body seemed to be unable to stand.

When Yao Qin took it and walked towards Wang Linfeng, she had already read the poem written by Lin Qingran. Even she, who could not write poetry, could tell that this poem was absolutely extraordinary.

This man looked down upon Ran Ran so much before, but now Ran Ran looked good on him.

"What's wrong, Mr. Wang, can Ran Ran's writing be pleasing to the eye?" Yao Qin smiled sarcastically, with no intention of giving Wang Linfeng any face.

I just wrote an acrostic poem, and I was already so happy that I couldn't find anything, but I didn't know that there was someone outside.

With a thought in his mind, Lin Yu walked straight to Wang Linfeng without caring about Mu Feng beside him, took the paper in his hand, took a look at it, and then recited to everyone.

"Stand firmly on the green mountains and never let go. The roots are still in the broken rocks. It has been strong despite being struck by the winds of east, west, north and south."

Xiao Heng's pupils shrank and his eyes fell on Lin Qingran who was still writing.

At first, he didn't have high hopes for Lin Qingran. The limerick about Ice Garden still appears in his mind from time to time, and he smiles when he thinks about it.

But I didn't expect that Lin Qingran would actually have such literary talent. It was just an act before.

Especially the last two sentences, which are strong despite being beaten by the wind, east, west, north and south. This poem focuses on expressing the tenacious and persistent quality of bamboo.

Some people have written poems praising bamboo in the past, but no one has written such a different poem, which is a metaphor for people.

A loud noise erupted in the lobby, and the surrounding area was noisy.

No one thought that Lin Qingran, who was rumored to be like a straw bag by the outside world, seemed to have deceived many people.

If these are all straw bags, what are they?
  As for why no one doubted Lin Qingran, it was because not many people wrote about bamboo in the first place, not to mention that this was a topic that Wang Linfeng drew for her, and she wrote it on the spot.

Lin Yu looked at the familiar handwriting on the paper, feeling complicated in his heart.

Growing up, this girl didn't like reading or writing, so her handwriting can only be said to be average, much worse than that of many ladies from aristocratic families.

If the handwriting hadn't been exactly the same, Lin Yu would have suspected that Lin Qingran had been taken away.

To put it bluntly, this poem with Lin Qingran's calligraphy is a complete waste of the poem. It should be paired with better words.

"Master Wang, how do you think this poem written by my sister-in-law compares with Master Wang? They are all here to participate in poetry appreciation. I believe Master Wang also has the ability to identify these." Lin Yu said with a smile.

"I, I, I think Miss Lin's writing is very good." Wang Linfeng replied with an ugly expression.

He originally thought that he could directly make Lin Qingran lose face, but he didn't expect her to be so powerful. But she is just a woman in a boudoir, so why can she write better poems than someone like him who has read poetry well?

So how did he get here in the past ten years?
  Mu Feng also came back to his senses and clapped his hands and applauded, "Miss Lin is really amazing, she can write such a good poem!"

From this point of view, Lin Qingran is not unworthy of Xiao Heng. At least she still has real talent and learning. Being a princess may not require such a good literary talent, but this kind of thing is the icing on the cake, and it is much better than not having it.

Suddenly, Lin Qingran stopped writing and took another piece of paper. "Young Master Wang, I actually came here today just to join in the fun, that is, to watch the fun. I didn't expect you to let me become the fun. But it doesn't matter. It's all fun anyway, and I don't mind taking out the next thing." Lin Qingran smiled.

Yao Qin snatched the piece of paper from Lin Qingran's hand and read out directly, "The long rain penetrates the city bamboo, and the two dragons prison the country. Climbing high is not enough, please pray for increased purity. I understand this hidden poem, Takemoto Gaojie sounds more beautiful than that peony."

These words made Wang Linfeng lose all face. At first, he was still complacent that he could write acrostic poems.

As a result, Lin Qingran immediately wrote him a hidden poem and a very powerful poem.

At this moment, Wang Linfeng really wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in. He was really embarrassed and embarrassed.

"Good! I didn't expect Miss Lin to be so talented!"

Everyone looked up and greeted each other. It turned out that the third prince was here.

"The third prince is ridiculous. Qingran's poems are not worthy of elegance. I just want to have some entertainment today, so don't worry about it." Lin Qingran said with a smile on her lips and spoke in a low-key manner.

Xiao Che was about to continue to praise him, but when he heard Lin Qingran's voice, he was speechless.

[No, I dare say that no one else in Tianyuan Kingdom can write this poem. Are you kidding me? Do you think I am really a fool? 】

[If I were a fool, there wouldn’t be any talented people here, hahaha. 】

[The female goose’s eyes widened. It seems that everyone was frightened by me today, and they probably won’t use this method to trouble me in the future. Although the process is a bit complicated, I am still very happy to save trouble in the future and pave the way for my salty fish journey. 】

[If the news here today reaches the dog man, I don’t know what his reaction will be. Now he won’t look down on me, the future princess, and he won’t think that I have embarrassed him, right? 】

Lin Qingran remembered clearly that in the original article, Xiao Heng had always been cold towards Lin Qingran, and more importantly, he felt that she had embarrassed him.

Since she wants to live peacefully in the East Palace, avoid the fate of the original owner, and protect the Lin family, she must not make Xiao Heng hate him, otherwise the result will not change.

Xiao Che really wanted to say that Lin Qingran's performance was not only to prevent the crown prince and brother from being embarrassed, but also to make him look good.

Unfortunately, Xiao Che could not speak.

"Seeing everyone's reactions, I think no one can doubt Miss Lin's talent in writing poems today." Xiao Che smiled, looking very happy, "I originally came to look for the crown prince and brother, but I didn't expect to see you. I can appreciate the poems written by my future sister-in-law, so it seems that I came to the right place today."

【What? Is the male protagonist looking for a dog man? In other words, the dog man is in Yaoyue Building, but he just didn't show up? Maybe he's hiding somewhere and watching us secretly. Oops, why do I suddenly feel like I'm being watched? 】

[Yes, today's conference is organized by Mr. Marquis, but the person behind the scenes should be a dog man. Maybe the Yaoyue Tower belongs to him. The purpose of holding this conference is naturally to attract some talented people. So what I just did, wouldn't it be causing trouble for the dog man? After all, after my poem came out, no one else seemed very interested in writing poetry. No way, no way, the dog man won’t put the blame on me, right? 】

[Ah ah ah, I remembered something very wrong. The dog man is so pitiful! 】

Hearing this, several people looked at Lin Qingran at the same time, including Xiao Heng by the window on the third floor.

(End of this chapter)

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