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Hearing He Wanrong’s words, Ji Zheng was a face of Livid, he was not a fool, naturally he could hear from this sentence that He Wanrong was really scolding him, so wouldn’t it mean that he was not a human being inside and out.

Meantime.

The preference number on one side is also very helpless, for He Wanrong, how can he see how pleasing to the eye now.

If at the beginning it was said that He Wanrong made his eyes light up from playing the guzheng, then the scene in front of him made him feel that He Wanrong’s whole person was very good.

Whether it is playing the guzheng or writing the poem in front of him, from the beginning to the end, it can only explain one thing, that is, He Wanrong is extremely excellent, and He Wanrong’s poem, he has read it back and forth several times, it is undoubtedly very classic, he knows that this poem is very good, but where the specific good, according to his level, can not be explained, nor is his level low, but the level He Wanrong shows is really too high, so high that he can hardly compare with He Wanrong.

Moreover.

After He Wanrong has passed today, then no one will dare to underestimate He Wanrong in front of them, and they will treat He Wanrong in front of them as a god-like figure.

Hearsay.

Wang Lumao was angry, he did not expect that he had been punched in the face by He Wanrong in front of him again, how he had been punched in the face again, which was completely unimaginable to her.

According to his thoughts, He Wanrong in front of him, his guzheng playing was already powerful enough, but he did not expect that He Wanrong’s writing of poetry was also a sign of terror.

His face was very ugly, almost a flat face, he did not dare to look at this He Wanrong in front of him, the whole person, and his teeth itched.

Most embarrassing.

I feel that the person who is most punched in the face is not someone else, but the Ji Zheng standing on the stage.

Ji Zheng’s face was angry, at the same time, it was also a face of embarrassment, at the beginning, he was very eager to punch He Wanrong in the face, and he already knew the topic in advance, so that he never thought that he already knew the answer in advance, he already knew the answer to this game in advance, and there were many people in this, all of whom were his own people.

Even so.

In the face of He Wanrong, he still lost, not only lost, but also lost very thoroughly, the whole person, the loss made people have no resistance at all.

Where did this He Wanrong in front of him come from?

Not only is the guzheng so powerful, but writing poetry is so terrible that it really doesn’t let people live.

But really…

Depressed.

Side.

Gong Ne slowly walked up and carefully read He Wanrong’s poetry to everyone.

Because He Wanrong had read it too quickly just now, some of them had not reacted, but after Gong Ne read it again, there was no doubt that everyone present felt extremely shocked at once.

“Crab Leaf Cang….. White dew for frost, the so-called Yi people, on the water side. ”

…….

Hearing Gong Ne read it again, this time, the preferring who heard it clearly felt extremely shocked and shocked: “From this first word, I read Mr. He Wanrong’s husband, Mr. He Wanrong must have a girl in his heart, for this girl, he has always been obsessed with, and for this girl, it has always been impossible to seek, they are very much looking forward to this girl’s performance, and, for this girl, in his heart, there is a feeling of self-requirement, and bitter thoughts.” When I read this poem, I thought of my first love, I thought of those years, the youth we missed, and I thought of a lot of things. ”

“I have to say that this ancient poem written by Mr. He Wanrong is more than the other side, I don’t know how many levels, the level between the two people, to tell the truth, the difference is really too big, the level between the two people, is simply a heaven, an underground.”

……

Hearing these words, Ji Zheng wanted to cry without tears.

Nima.

Isn’t that a naked, direct punch in the face?

This is really a shame!

Hearing these words, he really wanted to slap the old men in front of him, but he couldn’t, if he really took a direct picture of the old men in front of him, then, without any other reason, his reputation in this circle tomorrow would be completely ugly.

However, what people say is the truth, his original level is not high, the level of the person behind him, that is completely nothing to say, but, compared to other people’s words, this He Wanrong in front of him, to be honest, the level of others is really high, at least, nothing else, his calculation is completely incomparable, not only can not be compared, and the level of others is completely crushing and hanging this person behind him, the difference in strength between the two is too big, there is no comparison.

Eh…….

At the thought of this, his whole being felt extremely depressed.

Heartbreak.

It’s really heart-wrenching.

Hearing Gong Ne finish reading, all the people below were stunned, one by one, their eyes staring straight at He Wanrong.

This poem, too well written, really too well written.

Not to mention, this is the highest level of poetry they have heard over the years, there is no one at all.

To be honest, the level of these poems, and how they are compared, are incomparable.

The level is so high that people are amazed.

At the same time, isn’t the true feeling of truth revealed in it exactly what today’s society needs?

“He Wanrong, you are also too powerful!” Not only does the guzheng play so well, but the poetry is also written so well, and it feels like it is not allowed to live. ”

“Among the people I’ve met, the best is this He Wanrong in front of me, and there is no one.”

“You look at other people’s boyfriends, you look at yourself, it’s really the gap between two people, it’s really not a star and a half, sometimes, the gap between people is much bigger than the gap between people.” 」

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China is a country with deep-rooted traditional culture, from ancient times to the present, there are countless classic literature, and these cultures have become our brand.

However, since now, there is no longer any writer of ancient poetry who can write ancient poetry that can touch people’s hearts, and not only that, but he has never met anyone, who can write ancient poetry before it is really thick, and no doubt all of them are ancient people, and now, no one who writes ancient poetry well, and the mention of ancient poetry gives people a feeling of daunting.

Modern poetry, many people who do not know ancient poetry, they can write some, no matter whether the level is good or not, they can cope with two sentences, but,