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Liu Sheng Qian Xue followed, "The second game is better than this first game."

Everyone glances, the second game is better than the first game? What do you mean?

Xiao Chong also looked at her.

Liu Sheng Qiao said, "We write a word, write poetry, words, assignment, as for the fourth and five words, what you think, what do you think?"

Everyone has changed, the difficulty of this trial is too big.

Xiao Yang smiled and said, "It's too simple, I think it should be added with a condition."

This round of Liu Sheng has changed.

Chen Chuhe and Han Si Ming and others are also a glimpse, what is Xiao Chong?

Everyone looks at Xiao Chong.

Xiao Chong said, "Spring and Summer Autumn and Winter, Mei Lao Zhuju, these eight images, there must be more than four poems."

Liu Sheng has a flash.

The face of the Yang Guo delegation is dignified. This kind of difficulty is too difficult, and it can be done.

Xiao Jiang smiled, "As for time, according to a word for twenty minutes, it is more than enough for two hours."

A Yangwei can't help but say, "How can I be done in two hours?"

The light is thinking about those poems, let alone still have to write it.

Xiao Jiang is somewhat surprised, "How? Do you think it is difficult?"

The face of the Yang Guo delegation is ugly, all of them are red, and more funny is more funny.

"Haha ..."

The people next to the onlookers can't help but laugh.

Liu Sheng Qian Xia smiled slightly, "Okay, no problem."

Everyone did not expect Liu Sheng Qian, I dare to agree.

However, everyone will change, the requirements of Xiao Cong, he will have no way to complete, in this case, Liu Sheng Qianxue is so fear?

Game start!

Liu Sheng Qianxue started a pen.

She has made many poems these years, some can be used directly, this is what she dares to agree to Xiao Chong.

Xiao Chong also wrote a pen to write, he first writes a book, the type written is the word.

Everyone is shocked, the depression is too fast, it is not thinking.

The outer bridge, the loneliness is open.

It is already alone, more windy and rain.

Inadvertently suffering from spring, one is a group.

Zero falls into a mud, only incense.

- Buji Mei.

People who know the poetry songs are shocked, Xiao Ya is so fast, the poem written is also very classic.

Plum blossoms, spring is there.

The word Xiao Yang has two images.

At the word of Xiaoyang, the corner of the writing is clear, and it is powerful.

"Good word!"

Many calligraphy enthusiasts can't help but admire.

On the other side, I wrote the poem to half of Liu Sheng, my face was dignified.

Xiao Li, this first word, this hand is a book, she is slightly better!

At this moment, Xiao He has begun the second word, the second word he chooses poetry, uses a book.

This time, he wrote it or plum.

It is very difficult to take out things, and make a rope.

Without a cold, how do you have a plum?

Although this poem did not write two words in winter, it was written in winter.

"Good one is not a cold, how can I get a plum, a good poem!"

"It is really a good poem, especially this last sentence."

"This book is also written very well, it is highly demanding, meditation, there is a master of master."

The Liu Sheng Snow face over there will change, and Xiao Chong's book and poem are better than her.

Xiao Jiang started writing a third word, and his choice is a history, writing a poem.

The twilight is under the Bishan, the mountain month is returned.

It is, but the air is angry.

Jiajiajiao, childish open.

Green bamboo is in a secluded plumber, and the green rookie.

I have a lot of fun and wine chat.

The long song is loose, and the river is thin.

I am drunk, Tao Ran forget.

This poem writes bamboo.

I haven't waited for everyone to come back from the shock. The fourth word of Xiaoyang has begun again. This time he is chosen is a belonging, written is the word.

This word is written by chrysanthemum.

The mist is rich in clouds, and the golden beasts are sold. The festival is also heavy, the jade pillow, the middle of the night is cold.

After the Each of the Hedge, there was a dark fragrance sleeve. Mo Dao is not the soul, the curtain is the wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers.

Everyone was once again stunned.

Xiao Chong, this is a bloody blood, too confused.

The Liu Sheng, next to Liu Sheng, has already stopped, and her face is full of incredible.

Han Jingming and Chen Chuhe their faces are called wonderful, they think that they will be a fierce battle, and even Xiao Chong will lose to Liu Sheng Snow, and now it seems to be unilaterally rolled.

Liu Sheng Qianxue deep sucking, "No, I lost."

She took the initiative to accept it.

Xiao Jiang did not stop the pen. He started writing the last one, and it is a book.

He wrote "Chibi Fu".

One story of the ocean sprinkled, thoroughly shocked Liu Sheng Qianxue and someone in the field.

Even those foreigners were also shocked. The words written by this person have a beautiful feeling, and it is actually written in different ways.

Many foreigners say that this is the Chinese calligraphy? I also want to learn!

Xiao Chong finally put the pen down.

Liu Sheng Snow said, "I lost."

She lost her mind.

This scene suddenly passed back to the country.

Some people have passed the Dao's work to the country.

In an instant, the domestic cultural community is sensational!

"Great! Xiao Cheng is too powerful, this is a rare encounter for a hundred years."

"Yeah, there are 90% of the world to go to him."

"I admire you!"

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Xiao Chong looked at Liu Sheng Qian Snow and others. "The poetry song is our Chinese, compared with us, you can't!"

"Haha, say good!"

"Haha, it's right, this is our Chinese things, your Yanglyman knows a fart."

"You look at it, what is the poetry, what is called calligraphy."

"Don't do his mother, in front of our teacher, you are a group of illiterates without culture."

Everyone is too cool, it can finally breathe.

The Yanglyman is full of angry, but I don't dare to say anything.

They did not lose.

Liu Sheng has a bright, "we are walking."

A Yanglyman is not willing, rushing to Xiao Chong, "There is a matter, you take the World Literature Award. Unfortunately, you have no chance to participate in the World Literature Award, it is really sad."

Other Yangwei laughed.

Soon, the Yanglyman gone.

"This Chinese people seem to be very powerful, why can't he participate in the World Literature Award?"

"I don't know, maybe he is amazing this, but writing a general."

The discussion of everyone, let Li Aijia and others are very difficult, really can't go, the gray leaves.

Zhao Xueyi happily laughed, "a group of jumped beams."

"Xiao Chong, even if you can't participate in the World Literature Award, you are also the most powerful in the Chinese literary world in our mind."

"Just, we will always support you!"

Next to many people get the depressed.

Xiao Jiang smiles, can you participate? He will give everyone a surprise tomorrow.

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