Chapter 861： Inside, how do you write mei?

Chapter 861 How to write the word mei?

"Isn't he sick!"

Xiao Xinyue murmured.

"I'm sick. I know I'm going up for humiliation. This **** is still going up."

Xiao Runing shook her head helplessly.

Although he is Chinese, he can make others laugh to death by making some weird things.

"What if... if you hide it deeply?"

Xiao Xinyue murmured.

Xiao Runing: "..."

"Hid it deep? When he was in Tianhua City, this guy didn't even bother to go to Tianwu Academy. You said he still went to learn knowledge?"

Xiao Xinyue: "..."

That iron is over!

but……

With her understanding of Lin Xuan, he is very smart, how could he embarrass himself? How could you not know the thoughts of those two people? Now that he knows why he knows that there are tigers in the mountains, he will go to the tiger mountains?

This may be something to look forward to.

And when Su Zhiming and Qin Ming saw that Lin Xuan had taken the bait, they were simply unhappy.

"Xiaoxuan, just play around if it doesn't work!"

Xiao Zun said to Lin Xuan, his voice was deliberately louder, so that everyone else could hear it, just to protect Lin Xuan, because he knew that Lin Xuan was from the Chinese nation, so he must have no accomplishments in poetry and prose. Yes, and since the dozens of young people who chose to participate here are all gifted and talented, it is impossible for Lin Xuan to compare with them, so let’s just say that he’s just playing and it’s not ashamed to lose. .

"I know uncle."

Lin Xuan nodded.

"Hehe, the courage of young people is commendable, I hope you can let us see an unexpected scene!"

Lantianhai said with a smile.

"Don't dare, I'm just for fun, I don't know how to write poems and lyrics, but I hope you don't mind when the time comes."

Lin Xuan said with a fist.

Su Zhiming came over and patted Lin Xuan on the shoulder, and said, "Every elder present is very easy-going, don't worry! And don't be humble anymore."

Lin Xuan smiled and nodded without saying anything.

"If so, let's start the poem meeting. If there are brilliant poems in this poem meeting, then I will consider putting your excellent poems into the textbook!"

When they heard the words of Lantianhai, they all showed shocked expressions.

Put it in the textbook? Isn't this spread through the ages? Even if it doesn't reach it, it will be a short time. In a short year, everyone will know your poem, wow! What a big face that is!

"Of course, since it is in the textbook, it must show that this poem is extremely extraordinary, and it must not be a general work, but I think that with your talents, you can definitely produce one this time!"

Blue sky seaway.

"Well, let’s start writing poems now. The prescribed word for you is homesickness! Twenty minutes should be enough for you talented and talented women to write a poem, so let’s start now. You can walk around the venue and meditate. , Everyone else can talk to each other, eat some food and wait for the children’s results! But please don’t disturb them!"

Impromptu poems must have a limited subject matter. Every time, every year is different. If there is no limited subject matter, then those people can already write poems long in advance, and they can even ask other people for help. Substitute, is this still called improvisation? Naturally not!

"Lin Shao, come on! Ben Shao hopes to have a showdown with your poetry!"

Su Zhiming patted Lin Xuan on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"I will, I will!"

Then Su Zhiming sneered, took the paper and pen and walked away to meditate on poetry!

Still?

Are you worthy?

You will be able to hear what a ridiculous poem from your mouth in a moment!

Lin Xuan bit the pen and didn't know how long he hadn't touched the pen. Originally, Lin Xuan's writing was ugly, but now that he hasn't written for so long, it is really the same as a dog crawling.

Xiao Runing looked at Lin Xuan while biting his pen in thought and couldn't help but worry!

Poems about homesickness should belong to the masses. Relatively speaking, it is not too difficult to write, especially if a few sentences can be made in style, but for Lin Xuan...

Especially looking at his frowning brows, it feels that he is super difficult.

Yes, Lin Xuan is really troubled!

The poetry that I learned the most on the earth before is homesickness, right? Which song should I copy?

"Old Xiao, what is your grandson-in-law's accomplishments in poetry?"

Sitting in the seat of the judges' bench, Lan Lanhai asked Xiao Qingcheng next to him.

"To be honest, I don't know, but it should not be comparable to those present. After all, China has never advocated this aspect. Naturally, it is not as good as Bing Nation."

Xiao Qingcheng said this to give Lin Xuan face, so that others felt that Lin Xuan did not have much accomplishments at the beginning, and would not hold much expectation. In this way, even if his poetry is not good, he will be treated to him. That kind of sentiment is justified.

"It's just that since he participated, he will always have something."

Lantianhai also said this to Xiao Qingcheng's face.

As time passed slowly, Su Zhiming and some others had done it in ten minutes, and then Su Zhiming walked to Lin Xuan and took a look.

Still blank!

He couldn't help but smile contemptuously.

Sure enough, not at all!

"Shao Lin still thinking?"

Su Zhiming said.

"Well, it's almost there!"

"Then I won't bother!"

Su Zhiming then smiled and walked away!

At the same time, Lin Xuan also started writing, and the ugly dying word was written on the paper.

After a few seconds, Lin Xuan's movements stopped again, and Xiao Ru Ning, who had been paying attention to Lin Xuan not far away, mentioned it.

This is running out of time, why did it stop again?

Lin Xuan raised his head and looked at Xiao Runing at this time.

"Um... Ningning, how do you write Mei who can't be Mei at night?"

Everyone: "..."

Xiao Runing: "..."

The corners of Xiao Zun and the others couldn't help but twitch.

Really, a sentence of Lin Xuan made many people suffocated with laughter. Even if you can't write poetry, you can't write words?

This has really been affirmed that he can't even write poetry at all. Can someone who can't even write poetry make poetry?

Xiao Runing then came over, took Lin Xuan's paper and pen, and helped him write that character. She almost cried when she saw Lin Xuan's dog-climbing character!

Brother, you are going to be laughed at like this! Do you want to participate because of Mao?

Xiao Runing thought helplessly.

Lin Xuan then looked at the blue sky and sea, and said, "Uncle Lan, should it be okay for Ning Ning to write a word?"

"Of course it's okay!"

Lantianhai said.

Lin Xuan nodded, and then added the following sentence.

"Okay, time is up! Now everyone be quiet, dears, read your poems one by one in order, and we people will make some assessments for your poems!" said Lantianhai.

(End of this chapter)