Among the four gentlemen, there is a master of mathematics, Chen Qiao.

He is a master of mathematics, and his research is strange. Lewd skills, sideways, for psychological research, quite experienced.

He stared at Yan Qi for a long time, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Guoping people lightly touched Chen Qiao: "Old Master Chen, what are you laughing at, it is rare to see you smile for a few months, but I didn't expect to laugh now." ”

Chen Qiao blinked: "You don't understand, you don't understand......"

Guoping said: "Do you understand again?" ”

Chen Qiao held his head up: "Of course I understand." ”

Guoping asked rhetorically: "Since you understand, then you go and settle this strange boy." ”

"That's not easy."

Chen Qiao was unceremonious and walked up to Yan Qi: "Childe is invited." ”

Yan Qi glanced at Chen Qiao and said with feeling, "Hello Mr. Chen Qiao." ”

After speaking, I went to study the beautiful scenery of West Lake.

Chen Qiao smiled: "Childe, since you like this painting, I might as well give it to you." ”

"Hey...... Isn't that embarrassing? ”

Yan Qi said that he was embarrassed, but he was quick to start, like a monkey grabbing fruit, and when he returned his hand, he took out the beautiful picture of the West Lake, and Yan Qi grabbed it in his hand.

The crowd screamed and screamed.

This technique was too fast, and in the blink of an eye, the painting was in the hands of this guy.

So lucky.

Wang Heng's envious mouth was crooked: "Guoping and Tang Bufan join forces to paint, how much is it worth, hundreds of thousands of taels are not too much." ”

Li Shu was greedy and only left Harazi: "That's it, why is this guy so lucky, why don't you give it to me, I don't accept it." ”

Wang Heng was still angry: "Shameless, I said I was embarrassed, but I started it quickly, I had one set on my mouth, one on my hand, and I was different from what I said, and I really lost the face of a scholar."

Yan Qi said: "I'm not a reader. ”

"You ......" Wang Heng was speechless.

Guoping people were also stunned: "This ......"

Chen Qiao motioned for him not to say more.

Yan Qi gave the painting to Qiu Xiang: "Don't you like it, take it." ”

Qiu Xiang smiled.

Although she liked the painting, she was too embarrassed to ask for it.

Because, the identity of Guoping and Tang Bufan is too unusual.

The two of them worked together to paint, and the painting was priceless.

If you are cheeky and ask for it, people may not give it to you.

Even if you pay money, with the noble temperament of others, you won't sell it.

If you let Yan Qi make a move, and you feel that it is troublesome, Brother Qi is already there

It's so much, it's very melancholy, so don't block the seventh brother.

But unexpectedly, as soon as Yan Qi made a move, he took the painting back.

It's so much fun.

Qiu Xiang did not forget to greet the four old gentlemen: "Thank you, Mr. Guo, thank you, Mr. Tang, thank you Mr. Chen Qiao, and thank you Mr. Zhao Hong." ”

Chen Qiao smiled heartily: "Girl, you don't have to be polite, you grind this ink, and this painting should be your reward for grinding ink." ”

Everyone sighed.

It's too precious, isn't it?

If I had known, I would have gone to grind the ink, and I could grind it for a day and a night.

Guoping people are still blindfolded.

It's not that he is reluctant to accept this painting, but he doesn't know what Chen Qiao means.

Is this painting given to Yan Qi related to his poetry?

Guoping people were still hesitating, but they didn't expect Yan Qi to bow deeply to Chen Qiao first, and then said to Guoping and Tang Bufan: "I thought about it for a long time just now, and I had no ideas, but standing beside the four gentlemen, feeling the aura of the four gentlemen, I suddenly came to inspiration, and I reluctantly wrote a poem." ”

Guoping people now understand.

Depend on!

This kid just wanted this picture.

I really didn't see it.

If you want to say it, won't I give it to you?

If Chen Qiao hadn't seen through the mystery, he would have really been kept in the dark.

Chen Qiao proudly pouted to Guoping.

That means: This painting is not given away for nothing, is it?

Guoping people waved their hands to Yan Qi expectantly: "You come here." ”

Wang Heng on the side pouted: "Ordinary people, dare to get an axe?" ”

Li Shu snorted: "The people of Riba dare to enter the house? ”

Yan Qi ignored their calls, and said to Qiu Xiang: "Polishing ink and transcribing books for me." ”

Qiu Xiang took out the rice paper, sharpened the ink, held the brush in her hand, flashed her beautiful eyes, and looked at Yan Qi, her eyes were very admiring and admiring.

The four gentlemen looked at Yan Qi and looked forward to it very much.

Everyone also focused on Yan Qi.

Wang Heng said strange words: "A belly of straw bales, but you still want to be a toddler in Handan, what good poems can you make?" Empty stomach ......"

Yan Qi groaned: "

The water is shining and the sun is good,

The mountains are empty and rainy;

If you want to compare the West Lake to the West,

Light makeup is always suitable. ”

As soon as the seven-word poem came out, the originally noisy scene was silent.

Only the wind blows, the birds fly, and the lake swings.

Wang Heng was still angry just now, saying strange things.

But, listening to this poem, immediately shut your mouth,

Don't dare to say another word.

Li Shu also shrank his head, hid behind Wang Heng, and muttered in a low voice: "Brother Wang, this ...... You're belittling......"

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Wang Heng bared his teeth: "You give me a belittlement to see, this poem is amazing, where can we little people appreciate it." ”

Li Shuzui crooked his eyes: "Paralyzed, I will be squeezed to death today." Who the hell is this? Perverted, really perverted. ”

The talented and beautiful people brewed for a long time before bursts of applause.

The talented people looked at Yan Qi, envious, jealous and hateful.

The beauties locked on Yan Qi with a pair of wonderful eyes, and they couldn't wait to pounce on it, and promised each other.

"This son is so powerful, he makes a unique poem."

"This poem will be passed down through the ages."

"With such a big talent, can you give me a share of it?"

……

Guoping people were stunned and stunned for a long time, before they let out a sigh of relief and slapped their hands fiercely: "Good poetry, good poetry." ”

A talented man coaxed: "What's good, please ask Mr. Guo for advice." ”

Guoping humanitarian: "Shangque, describing the water and mountains of the West Lake, but also writing the sunny and rainy state of the West Lake, under the rain curtain, the mountains around the West Lake, confused, if there is nothing, very wonderful. ”

"Down, the pen turns. Use his pen to depict the sunny and rainy colors of the lakes and mountains, but to take the gods by appearance, only use an ethereal and appropriate metaphor, it conveys the charm of the lakes and mountains, and the end is freehand and realistic, amazing, really amazing. ”

Guoping paused for a moment and said loudly: "On the whole, the artistic conception of this poem is far higher than the clumsy work I was interested in just now." This son is really powerful. ”

The crowd exclaimed.

No one expected that Guoping people would put this poem above their own works.

As a Grandmaster, a bachelor of the Royal Academy, and a master of the crown prince, it is really amazing that he can say such humble words.

At the same time, it also shows that this poem is indeed too stunning.

Tang Bufan squeezed the Guoping people on the side: "Such a genius, do you want to be included in the door, and you can train yourself." ”

"Humph!"

Guoping people glanced at Tang Bufan, his face was red, a little regretful, and a little ashamed: "This son is not under me, I accept people to get started, what do you take to teach others?" Don't you feel ashamed? ”

"Haha!"

Tang Bufan laughed and patted Guopingren's shoulder: "In this life, only this person can make Guolao so helpless." ”

Guoping people shook their heads, feeling helpless and funny.

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