Facing Qin Zisheng's Xiao Jiujiu, Qin Zixuan's face was full of disdain, and he picked up a pen to write, this time writing the work of Yuan Mei in the Qing Dynasty.

Fu was born in this wild stream, carrying a bamboo cane through Tongzhou. The rice basket welcomes the waning moon to the dawn, and the song board sings late autumn in the wind. Kick over the earthly road with two feet, and bear the sorrows of the past and the present on one shoulder. Now that it is not eaten by the moan, why should the village dog bark and not repair.

Qin Zixuan looked at Qin Zixuan after writing, and he didn't believe that he could squeeze out a sentence that was stronger than shouldering the sorrows of the past and the present, and sure enough, without waiting for the judges to comment on the works of both sides, Qin Zisheng kneaded his works into a ball again.

"Hey, you guys lost, there are still two more games, do you want to continue?" Qin Zixuan hugged his chest and looked scared, and a group of talented people came all the way to slap his face, ouch, what a group of bitter people.

"Go on, I don't believe you'll get the upper hand every time." Qin Zisheng grinded his teeth, a mouthful of old blood choked in his throat, if he couldn't write a poem from beginning to end, then his face would be lost, even if he became the co-master of the world in the future, this black history would not be washed away.

"Okay, then continue, don't say I'm bullying you, in the next two games, you can come up with any questions." Qin Zixuan waved his hand, looking like an adult, this move did not win Qin Zisheng's favor, but made Qin Zisheng's face even more bruised.

Off the field, everyone talked about it, saying everything, and some people questioned whether these people were really a talented group? Until now, a word of poetry has not been written, where did they come from to call themselves talented? The talented men on the stage who asked these questions blushed and were simple, as if they had been smeared with rouge.

Qin Zisheng didn't want this kind of charity, he asked Qin Zixuan to choose someone, but he didn't believe that Qin Zixuan had been lucky and had always been able to write a masterpiece.

The little lady was at a loss, and kept looking at the man around her, blaming her own man, not bringing her here to see the excitement, how can it be good now, the man touched his head and laughed with him, he was worried for a while, and he was illiterate.

Fortunately, the little lady's brain turned quickly, and she thought that her man was once a soldier, so she used this to solve the problem.

Qin Zixuan understood, looked at Qin Zisheng, and said: "Otherwise, I will give up this game and let you win, I will always win, and I will be embarrassed to win." ”

When Qin Zixuan said this, he also made a small expression of embarrassment, this cheap thing to say, the angry Qin Zisheng blood came from the corner of his mouth, but fortunately, Qin Zisheng reacted quickly, and quickly raised his hand to wipe the blood away, so that Qin Zixuan didn't see it.

"Hehe, I don't think you can write it, right? If you have a kind, you can write it! Qin Zisheng shouted angrily, his mouth full of red teeth.

Qin Zixuan was shocked when he saw it, when he watched the movie before, there was a pair of piercing intestines inside, and he vomited blood, he thought it was an exaggeration, but he didn't expect it to really make people vomit blood.

"Well, you're vomiting blood? Ouch, little competition, don't take it too seriously, be a man with atmosphere," Qin Zixuan made a movement that expanded outward from his heart, raised his eyebrows and continued: "Atmosphere!" ”

There was laughter in the audience, and I couldn't think of how to be atmospheric in this situation, so I really wanted to ask King Cheng.

"Write!" Qin Zisheng didn't want to listen to Qin Zixuan's nonsense, his angry eyes were red, if he won four games, of course he could persuade people to be angry, he was really angry with him.

"Okay, I'll write it, you asked me to write it, not me to write it myself, don't be angry, what can I do if I die of anger." Qin Zixuan continued to break his thoughts, and the people in the audience watched it with joy.

Ignorant of the Buddha on stage, Mrs. Lin gave him a roll of his eyes, if this kid was not his grandson, he would also be angry and wanted to smoke this grandson, it was too bad.

Qin Zixuan picked up his pen, glanced at General Cheng, who was leading the troops to guard the Quartet, and said loudly: "Old general, this poem is for you." ”

General Cheng thanked him, he didn't know what poems King Cheng gave him, he felt good, and he was looking forward to it in his heart.

This time it was written in the Song Dynasty Xin Qiji's "Breaking the Array". Drunk to pick up the lamp to look at the sword, dreaming back to blow the horn company camp. Eight hundred miles under the command, fifty strings turned over the outside sound. Autumn soldiers on the battlefield. The horse-made Lu was fast, and the bow was like a thunderbolt. But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death. Poor white happens!

After writing, Qin Zixuan threw another pen, and Lin Xi stood next to him and picked up the pen to clean it, this is all a good wolf pen, made by a master, expensive.

Soon, the masterpiece was sung again, Qin Zixuan raised his eyebrows and looked at the other side, Qin Zisheng gritted his teeth, regretting letting Qin Zixuan write, and blood surged up in his throat, Qin Zixuan tilted his head and stared at Qin Zisheng, worried that he would die of anger on the spot.

General Cheng Lao was trembling with excitement, but he did the king's affairs in the world and won the name before and after his death. This is exactly what he has pursued all his life, Qin Zixuan really said to his heart, and he gave up his hand to Qin Zixuan again.

Qin Zixuan sent a charming smile, this smile fell on Qin Zisheng's eyes and was particularly dazzling, not only piercing the eyes but also piercing the heart, his heart is also hurting now, Qin Zisheng regrets it, he is obviously a martial arts master, why should he compare with Qin Zixuan, this is to send his face to make people beat.

I wanted to step on Qin Zixuan's fame in the Three Kingdoms, but I didn't expect it to become my own famous Three Kingdoms, Qin Zisheng was only angry with his liver pain, he had prepared so many works before coming, and he had no place in front of Qin Zixuan's works, so he could only rub off the half-finished products with hatred, and stared at Qin Zixuan with red eyes.

Li Han sat behind Qin Zixuan and slowly raised her eyelids, it was almost her turn, I don't know if the other party would be better in this last game.

"There's another one, is it still better?" Qin Zixuan asked with a smile, with an expression of underbeating, Qin Zisheng wanted to say that he couldn't compare, but he couldn't afford to lose that person, so he might as well win.

"Than!" Qin Zisheng slapped the table and pointed to the person under the stage, who was suddenly named, choked on saliva nervously, coughed for a while before he eased up, and said loudly: "My topic is love." ”

Poof, as soon as this word came out, Qin Zixuan laughed, pointed at Qin Zisheng and said, "Boss Lu, you are doomed." ”

Bah! Qin Zisheng snorted, picked up the pen to write, Qin Zixuan also picked up the pen, and wrote at the beginning: Ask the world, what is love, and the direct teaching promises life and death? The sky and the south and the north are double flyers, and the old wings are cold and hot several times......

Seeing Qin Zixuan throwing the pen, Qin Zisheng subconsciously shuddered, Qin Zixuan took the pen and retreated to Li Han's side, snuggled on Li Han's shoulder, and said, "It's up to you next." ”

"Don't worry, I won't let you down." Li Han clenched his fists, and there was a clicking sound between his fingers, Mrs. Lin glanced at Li Han, this rude guy, when will he learn Sven.

Qin Zisheng rubbed off the white paper in front of him, pointed at Qin Zixuan and shouted, "Qin Zixuan, do you dare to fight." ”

Qin Zixuan took a step forward, picked up the pen on the table, and shouted, "Boss Lu, you have a question." ”

Poof, Qin Zisheng really vomited blood this time, a big question, is his first battle a hands-on! Qin Zixuan pursed his lips, and the flowers and branches of laughter trembled.

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