As a result, Heng Wenyin finally trembled, and after escaping a little bit of white light, he returned to calm.

One of the great Confucians was specially invited by the Bai family, and immediately played a round, "The poems that can cause Heng Wenyin to change are already very good, and they are almost able to produce grades." Throughout the ages, how many Confucians have been able to elicit the vision of Hengwen Yin? What's more, the eldest lady of the Bai family is so young, congratulations! By the way, why hasn't that Luo girl finished writing yet, and the time is coming soon. ”

Everyone thinks that this person is reasonable, it is indeed not easy, and it is quite good to be able to cause Hengwen to move.

So, everyone's eyes looked at where Luo Hengbo was.

Luo Hengbo just put down the pen and said that he had finished writing.

"Fellow Confucian seniors, please read it."

Su Xingxian still raised his hand and lifted the paper scroll in front of Luo Hengbo, and the words on her scroll were magnified in mid-air, and everyone could see it.

Regardless of the quality of this poem, literally, this volume is a lot worse than Bai Xinhan.

Because the handwriting is so inferior.

Luo Hengbo's brush characters are really featureless, they can't be written, they are forcibly written with Xuanqi, one stroke at a time, and they are squarely circled.

It doesn't interfere with understanding.

Su Xingxian began to read again in his troubadour-like voice.

"If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan. Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable. The bone mountain language is half a night, and the tears and rain rain do not complain. How is Bo Xing Jinyilang, who wishes on the same day. ”

Luo Hengbo changed this poem to a word, Lizi changed to a bone character, Lishan, people here probably don't know what it is, so it was changed to the bone mountain where he and Mo Ziqing entered the Qiqi not long ago.

As soon as this poem came out, not to mention others, even Mo Ziqing was stunned.

What a girl, is she referring to his engagement after he came to Xuanlai?

Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable.

I really didn't expect that this girl said that she didn't care, and she was still haunted in her heart, well, it seems that she has to enlighten her well.

Not to mention Mo Ziqing, even other people in the know think so.

The crowd of onlookers, who did not know the truth, first collectively fell silent, and then they all began to groan softly.

"If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan. Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable......"

"Good poetry, this is really good poetry!"

Su Xingxian seemed to be immersed in the artistic conception of the poem, and it took a long time for him to come to his senses, and he ran to Heng Wenyin in three steps and two steps of this volume, and put it on carefully.

As soon as it was put on, Heng Wenyin burst out with colorful rainbow light in vain!

This light is the light of human wisdom, and the seven colors represent the seven emotions of people, which are rich and colorful.

This rainbow light suddenly appeared, and soon a foot passed!

Everyone exclaimed, "One foot of rainbow light! It actually reached a foot of rainbow light! ”

"No, it's two feet straight into the rainbow! This is lovely, the old man has not seen such a talented person for a long time. ”

"Yes, how many years have passed, and today I finally saw this scene!"

"It's still rising, it's still rising, it's still rising......"

The onlookers were all excited, even more excited than the two parties.

The ladylike smile on Bai Xinhan's face gradually couldn't hang up, and she knew that she had lost when Su Xing obliquely recited the poem written by Luo Hengbo.

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