Qin Guan, Chen Yichen and Cui Jian sat down, and the poetry meeting continued.

The table they were sitting on was specially prepared for talented men who could climb to the third floor, so there were only three of them at this table.

Taking this opportunity, Qin Guan opened the system panel and found that the temporary task he had previously deployed had not been completed. It seemed that the term he just now was not famous.

It's okay, Qin Guan has a big move.

The second round starts with a limited time of two quarters of an hour, which is only half an hour, and there is plenty of time.

The banquet officially began. The dried dessert fruits on the table were removed and exquisite dishes were placed, including West Lake vinegar fish, Longjing shrimp, fried eel section, boiled duck, West Lake water shield soup...

Qin Guan tasted it and the taste of these dishes was really good. It is worthy of being a famous restaurant in Hangzhou. Qin Guan hadn't eaten dinner yet, and his stomach was already roaring. No matter what, it started to eat.

During the meal, everyone else was talking about poetry, and it was very lively to raise his glass to drink. Chen Yichen saw Qin Guan’s hard work, chuckled, raised his glass and said, “Brother Qin, it’s also a fate for you and Brother Cui to be at the same table. Let’s drink a glass of wine together.”

Cui Jian also said: "I am fortunate to climb to the third floor this year and meet the two of you."

Qin Guan put down his chopsticks, "It's true that it's fate, cheers."

Drink the wine in the glass in one sip. Da Zhao's wine has a low degree and a little light taste, but the good wine tastes good, and it has a unique taste, not worse than the wines in later generations.

Qin Guan has no love for high wine. He usually drinks beer and wine, and rarely drinks white wine. The main reason is that his alcohol content is really average.

"Brother Qin, the second round begins. I see Brother Qin enjoying his whole life. Isn't Brother Qin going to write another poem?" Chen Yichen asked.

"I wonder if Brother Chen has thought about some ideas?" Qin Guan asked.

"I have some ideas, too."

The two looked at each other and there was a vague sense of comparison. They both spoke at the same time, "It's better to write it out together."

"OK."

Cui Jian looked at the two of them and felt that he was ignored again.

Qin Guan and Shen Yichen stood up at the same time, which attracted the attention of everyone in the hall. When the two young talents walked to the copywriting, the noise of the people became less.

They are both wearing white clothes and are also very literary. I don’t know if the two can write a better poem than before, and people are looking forward to it.

Qin Guan had a long time in his mind that the system task was to "make famous on the Chinese Valentine's Poetry Festival". He had no idea of ​​hiding it. Naturally, he took out the best Chinese Valentine's poems and wrote down the Magpie Bridge Fairy who had been passed down through the ages.

Now Qin Guan's calligraphy has reached the level of a calligrapher. His handwriting is rich and elegant, and his pen is like a dragon and a snake. In just a few minutes, the fairy on the Magpie Bridge is leaping on the paper.

Chen Yichen had a draft in his heart, and he also made it overnight and wrote a poem carefully prepared before.

The two of them wrote with their backs to the hall, but they didn't notice that while they were writing, someone had already quietly come behind them.

The green apricot was already very popular with Lynch. Later, the two-seven-character poems, which were different from the West Lake, also made Lynch’s eyes lit up. Today, Qin Guan wrote another good lyrics, so Lynch was very curious about what poems Qin Guan would write.

More importantly, Qin Guan’s situation is quite special. He was a dandy who was known to all Hangzhou. In one night, he became a famous talent in Hangzhou, which is even more curious.

People are curious, and even a senior official like Lynch is no exception.

Lynch stood behind Qin Guan and watched Qin Guan write poems. After Qin Guan finished writing the first sentence, Lynch knew that this was the word, and the lyrics were the Magpie Bridge Fairy. The first sentence made Lynch feel very good.

"There are tricks on the clouds, the flying stars convey hatred, and the silver man is far away from each other."

The thin clouds are changing in the sky, the meteors in the sky convey the sorrow of lovesickness, and I quietly pass by the distant Milky Way tonight.

Very flavorful.

When Qin Guan finished writing the second sentence, Lynch was shocked and couldn't help but scream in his heart.

"As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, it will be better than countless people in the world."

Meeting on the Chinese Valentine's Day in the autumn wind and white dew is better than those couples in the world who stay together forever but have a good appearance.

Lynch knew that this sentence could definitely be called a classic verse.

Just looking at the first half of the verse, Lynch could feel that this should be a good word. Lynch stood behind Qin Guan, his eyes wide open, afraid of missing a word.

Qin Guan started writing again, "Tenderness is like water, good time is like dreams, I'm willing to look at the road back from the magpie bridge."

Seeing this sentence, Lynch's excited breathing became a little rapid, and he resisted not coming forward to disturb Qin Guan.

Let’s talk about lovesickness together, tenderness is like water, short meetings are like dreams and fantasy, and when we part, we can’t bear to look at the magpie bridge road.

This sentence is really beautiful and describes the emotions when you are separated. Seeing emotions from the words is not the cleverness of poetry and the wonderful words? Qin Guan's words have given these words life.

Qin Guan did not observe the situation below, and did not pause, and directly wrote the last sentence, "If the love between the two is long, how can they be together day and night?"

As long as you love each other until death, why should you be greedy for my joy and joy?

Lynch only felt a stream of spiritual energy flowing from the world, from the bright moon outside the window, and directly pouring into his whole body, making him feel comfortable as if he had become an immortal.

Lynch is also a great poet, but at this moment, he was deeply shocked by the words. He never expected that someone could write such a wonderful Chinese Valentine's poem.

The moment Qin Guan put down his brush, Lynch's eyes shone brightly and his whole body trembled. He rushed up and shouted, "Good words, wonderful words, I have never seen such a wonderful Chinese Valentine's poem. I dare say that from ancient times to the present, no Chinese Valentine's poem can compare to this."

Lynch roared and Qin Guan jumped.

Then I saw that the steady prefect had already rushed to the copywriting and admired it excitedly. I kept saying good words and wonderful words, and I almost lay on the word Qin Guan just wrote.

When the others saw Prefect Lin like this, they were curiously surrounded him.

Seeing someone coming, Prefect Lin's reaction was so fast that everyone's thinking that he quickly rolled up the poems on the copy and stuffed them directly into his sleeves.

Everyone was stunned.

What's the situation? Why is Prison Lin just hid it in his sleeve like Cui Xuezheng?

Cui Xuezheng seemed to have thought of something and said anxiously: "Brother Lin, you always want to let us take a look at the poem."

In this short period of time, Prefect Lin had returned to his usual steady state, and he did not have the loss of composure just now. He said to Cui Xuezheng: "I'll just read this word."

Lynch first closed his eyes, recalled the poems, then brewed his emotions, and started singing.

"There are tricks of the clouds, the flying stars convey hatred, and the silver man is far away from each other. Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, it will be better than countless people in the world."

"Tenderness is like water, good time is like a dream, I can't bear to look at the road back from the magpie bridge. If the love lasts for a long time, how can it be with you day and night?"
Chapter completed!