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Chapter 263: Ni Ni understands the ways of the world
The miraculous calligraphy skills are so fascinating that they are simply intoxicating to look at.

Just when everyone was immersed in Lin Feng's amazing calligraphy skills, Lin Feng stopped writing.

When everyone thought about it carefully, they found that
This Lin Feng not only has superb calligraphy skills, he is like the reincarnation of the calligrapher Wang Xizhi.

The article written by Lin Feng——

That's even more beautiful!
"The muddy water has dried up and the cold pond is clear; the mist is condensed and the evening mountain is purple."

Hu Hanmo carefully savored the artistic conception of the poem, unwilling to come back to his senses for a long time.

The muddy water is condensed against the smoke.

The clear cold pond faces the purple evening mountains.

It is hard to imagine that such a beautiful metaphor is not from a poem.

But it comes from a preface?
Leaving aside other things, just this line of poetry written by Lin Feng matches the metaphor of the scenery just described by Zhuang Han.

It can be said that the two are not at the same level at all!
If we were to say that Zhuang Han's description of the scenery, it would get 90 points.

The same scene, after being embellished by Lin Feng's literary talent,
Then it can definitely score 100 points!
It’s not that the gap between the two is only ten points.

Zhuang Han got 90 points because he could only get 90 points. That was the limit of his ability.

Lin Feng scored 100 points, not because Lin Feng’s ability was 100 points, but because of the scoring criteria.

At most, it only gets 100 points.

More than just beautiful calligraphy,
Even the artistic conception depicted by Lin Feng's words is extremely beautiful.

Calligraphy is just the icing on the cake.

What really makes people feel the beauty of Chinese characters is the unique artistic conception expressed by the combination of one beautiful character after another.

Originally, some writers expressed doubts about Lin Feng's identity as a master of literature.

However, when Lin Feng wrote the second paragraph of "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng",

Everyone realized that Lin Feng was not the Silver Spear Wax Head,

But it’s really made of real ingredients!
"Not bad, really good."

Previously, the old man in his seventies who was still evaluating Lin Feng's opening, when he saw Lin Feng write the second paragraph of "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng", the look in his eyes gradually changed from disdain to admiration:

"You know what, it seems to be quite interesting."

Not only other writers thought it was good, but even Zhuang Han, the person involved,

When I saw Lin Feng write the second paragraph of "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng",
The contempt in his eyes gradually turned into solemnity at this moment.

"Is this guy just pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, or is he deliberately covering up?"

Obviously, he possesses such a great literary talent, but why, when asked to go on stage to create, is this Lin Feng so shy?
They are clearly the first echelon in the field of Chinese poetry.

But why, Lin Feng, just don't want to go on stage and compose poetry——

Gives people the illusion that he is trash?
When Lin Feng finished writing the second paragraph of "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng",

The disdain in Zhuang Han's eyes completely disappeared, and was replaced by an incomparable solemnity!
"Not enough, not enough!"

Although, the first paragraph written by Lin Feng, whether it is the poetic conception or the use of classics, can be said to be fully utilized.

However, this level of poetry, when compared with Zhuang Han,

That means we can only tie with him!
After all, Zhuang Han was a poet who wrote fifteen classic poems in a row on the main building of Tengwang Pavilion!
Just relying on two paragraphs and a hundred or so words, he wanted to win over Zhuang Han or even crush him?
Then objectively analyzing, we have to say that -

not enough!
However, even so, Zhuang Han had already put away the contempt in his eyes.

What replaced it was an extremely serious attitude!
Judging from Lin Feng's current performance alone, he is qualified to be his opponent!
But Zhuang Han still has his own pride——

No matter what, he is a well-deserved master of literature in the Chinese literary world.

"I want to see how far you can go."

Zhuang Han took a deep breath and looked at Lin Feng solemnly:

"I admit that you are capable, and you are no pushover, but do you think you can crush me with just this level of poetry?"

"Then I can only say that you are still young."

As Zhuang Han said,
The beginning was unremarkable.

In the middle, slightly stunning.

But a stunning work is, after all, just a stunning work. Do you think you can become a god by relying on this stunning thing above the main building of Tengwang Pavilion?
This is far from enough.

As if he had heard everyone's discussion,
When he finished writing the second paragraph of "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng",

Almost without any pause. As if he didn't even need to think.
Lin Feng was seen moving directly on the rice paper at an extremely fast speed.
He wrote the third paragraph: "Through the embroidered door, looking down at the carved stone, the mountains and plains are vast and the rivers and lakes are winding. The houses are full of bells and drums; the boats are full of green birds and yellow dragons. The clouds are gone and the rain has stopped, the sky is bright. The setting sun and the lone wild goose fly together, the autumn water and the sky are the same color. The fishermen sing in the evening, the sound reaches the end of the Pengli shore, and the geese are startled by the cold, and their cries stop at the Hengyang port."

Does he really not need to think?
Lin Feng's speed in writing poetry is truly astonishing.

So that people can see this scene,
I just can't believe it!
"Why does he write poetry so quickly?"

Lin Feng's almost continuous poetry writing stunned countless writers and artists at the scene.

You have to know that writing poetry and lyrics is not a matter of following a formula or having any specific template.

Writing poetry is a thing -

It's about inspiration!!!
Even the "poet madman" Zhuang Han walked up to the main building of the Tengwang Pavilion and wrote fifteen classic poems in a row, and he also paused in between!
After writing for a while, he would frown and continue to think about the inspiration for the next poem.

This is the correct process for writing poetry and lyrics.

That is in accordance with the rules. But looking at Lin Feng,
He didn't seem to have to think at all.

Ever since he walked into the main building of Tengwang Pavilion, the brush in his hand has never stopped on the rice paper.

All of these ancient words and phrases were almost completed in one go.

The brush in his hand hardly ever paused for too long.

This scene directly shocked countless scholars and writers at the scene:
"Does he really not need to think?"

"Is it true that his inspiration will never run out?"

Just when everyone was surprised at Lin Feng's speed in writing poetry,

Dear guests who have been yearning for this with great frustration,
Looking at the surprised expressions of the surrounding literati and onlookers.

Suddenly, I felt proud.

"Didn't you say Lin Feng is trash? Can you write the same poems he wrote?"

"Didn't you say that Lin Feng was unworthy of being a literary master? Why, you were so arrogant before you went up there, but you are silent now?"

"Show off!"

“So proud!”

"Why, are you dumb now? Are you silent now?"

"Why don't you show that same awesomeness you had before!!!"

He looked at the two scholars who had just argued with him with a look of surprise.

Teacher He raised the corner of his mouth, looking quite proud:

"Heh, you just looked down on Lin Feng and our group of people in the entertainment industry. You got slapped in the face, right?"

"That's it?"

"That's it, that's it??"

As for Ni Ni, who was sitting next to Teacher He, the corners of her mouth were even harder to suppress than AK.

Just now, her social attributes burst out, and she tried to talk to the literati around her, but all she got was a cold face and response:
"You are not worthy to talk to me."

But now, looking at Lin Feng on the main building of Tengwang Pavilion——

Such an exaggerated speed of writing poetry.

Even though the scholar was still a little arrogant just now, he couldn't help but come over and try to continue chatting with Ni Li:
"Is this Lin Feng also like this when he writes poems?"

I thought that Nini was the type who was easy to talk to and would definitely answer my questions.

But who would have thought that after hearing my question.

Nini just turned her head away, said nothing, and ignored him.

The scholar immediately felt strange: "Why don't you say anything?"

"I'm asking you a question..."

I saw Ni Ni looking straight ahead, not looking to the side, and then slowly uttered a sentence from his mouth:

"You are not worthy to talk to me."

What is your identity?
What is my identity?
I was indifferent at first, but now I am out of your reach, do you understand?
When I speak to you in a nice voice, all I get in return is a cold and sour face.

Now, I see that the elder brother whom I recognized has become so awesome.

You want to get close to me? Who are you?
Seeing Nini's bullying look, Peng Peng, who was sitting next to her, couldn't help but complain:
"Good fellow, you finally figured out how to take advantage of someone's power."

(End of this chapter)