Gunsmoke
(Wind and rain, mud and strong winds blow, the survival of the nation and the destruction of many cities)
(Bleeding and risking their lives, they were fearless; they vowed to return to the capital and face the imperial palace.)
This poem is simple and straightforward; it's just another day of making things up.
For the four veterans of Huayu, writing something like this on short notice is already quite remarkable. It doesn't need to be reviewed. In terms of poetry, Chen Feng is indeed very strong and unmatched.
"Alright, that concludes our poetry discussion for today. Next, we'll move on to calligraphy..."
Sabinen began to explain the rules of calligraphy.
However, Huayu Ba Lao still can't forget the "Shuidiao Getou" that was released at the very beginning.
"Wait a minute, Chen Feng is so young, it's true that he misjudged us. But before calligraphy, we still want to know which master wrote the original 'Shuidiao Getou'."
"Well... to be honest, I only know that the poem and calligraphy were done by the same person, but I really don't know who it is."
Sabining was stunned because he had no idea that the authors of those calligraphy and poems were kept strictly secret; he hadn't heard a word about them.
"What? It was done by one person? My God, there is such a genius in this world. I must worship him."
"Yes, not only poetry, but also calligraphy. I would like to ask which master could create such unparalleled masterpieces. I am willing to become his student."
"Pfft!"
Chen Feng was drinking water when he was suddenly startled by Ma Yuan's resounding shout of unwavering admiration, and he immediately spat it out.
Holy crap, this old man is 67 years old and he's my apprentice? The sight is too much to bear!
"Old Ma, I advise you to carefully consider what you just said."
Chen Feng said, wiping his mouth.
The judges, Li Siye, and Bai Yizhong were all stunned for a moment, then revealed expressions of watching a show, but unfortunately there was no juicy gossip.
"Do you think Ma Yuan will be so ashamed when he finds out the result that he'll want to kill himself on the spot?"
"Haha, then let's release him now, so that nothing goes wrong later."
Bai Yizhong asked.
"How could we? Don't young people have a term called 'eating melons'? We'll just sit here and be spectators, hehe!"
Li Siye revealed a wicked smile.
"Young man, you think you're something special just because you wrote a few poems? I'm a master calligrapher, so don't try to impress me."
"Besides, what does it have to do with you whether I want to become the calligraphy master mentioned at the beginning of the program?"
Ma Yuan was furious.
"That's right, we also want to become his disciples. Host, what are you waiting for? Tell me quickly, he must be here right now, please bring out our master!"
Lu Chuchang and Ma seemed very eager, as if they really wanted to see the highly respected figures in their hearts.
"Pfft!"
Chen Feng spat out another mouthful of water.
He stared incredulously at the four old men. "Damn it, is one not enough? You have to bring three more?"
If these old men knew that he wrote all those calligraphy and poems, they would really be in trouble and feel very ashamed.
Chen Feng thought about it, felt very worried, and then mentally slapped himself.
Damn it, what does all this have to do with me?
"Um, you four... I advise you to think things through before you speak. You're putting me in a very difficult position."
Chen Feng tried to persuade him again.
This time, not only were the four calligraphy masters from Huayu bewildered, but also the four poetry masters, host Sa Beining, the audience in the venue and in front of the TV, and Zhao Anqi and others were all bewildered.
Even Feng Yu Zhang Xiaopang and others were filled with confusion.
"Wait... what's going on with the boss? Someone wants to become his student in calligraphy and poetry, why is the boss interfering?"
"Just die. Doesn't the boss dislike talking?"
"Does the boss also want to become an apprentice of that mysterious master? So..."
It's not just rumors; it's being discussed all over the country.
At the scene, the four calligraphers looked at Chen Feng and said, "Hey kid, are you out of your mind? What's so difficult about me becoming a disciple of a master?"
"I see. You're thinking of becoming a disciple of a master, aren't you?"
"Kid, don't think I'll admire you just because you're good at poetry, even as good as the mysterious master. Let me tell you, the four of us have already made a plan. Once the master's identity is revealed, we'll also become his students and learn poetry from him."
Upon hearing Yu Changqing's words, Chen Feng died on the spot.
Damn, this is getting more and more outrageous. It started with one, then four, and now they've all been bundled together.
"That's not what I meant. What I meant was that if the master's identity is revealed and he turns out to be a young man, you might feel quite awkward."
Chen Feng explained.
"Awkward? How awkward?"
As the saying goes, ability knows no age; so what if he's young? We're still willing to learn from him.
The old men didn't care at all.
"If that's the case, then my abilities are superior to yours."
"You? Kid, I admit you're really good at poetry, even comparable to the mysterious master, but... I just don't like you. Let me tell you, even if that mysterious master were a baby, I'd still worship him. But you, get out of my way."
"That's right, we swear once again that we will take the mysterious master as our teacher today, and when we have completed our studies, we will compete with the scoundrel Chen Feng."
A group of old men turned the live show into a TV drama.
"Why..."
Chen Feng had no choice but to sigh and hope that the eight old men could withstand it.
"The boss is strange. He wasn't the type to meddle in other people's business before. Why is he suddenly worrying about others?"
"What does it have to do with him if someone else becomes his apprentice?"
Zhang Liangying, Mao Buyi, Zhang Jie, Yang Zhaoyue and others gathered together to discuss the matter.
Have you ever considered the possibility that the so-called mysterious master is Chen Feng?
Everyone turned around abruptly and found Li Qingning standing behind them, holding a cup of coffee. She smiled at them and then walked directly into Chen Feng's office.
Everyone's heads were buzzing.
"What did Sister Qingning just say?"
Zhang Xiaopang looked at everyone in disbelief and asked.
"She said the mysterious master is old...old...old..."
"Oh my god!"
Everyone immediately thought of that terrifying speculation and gasped in shock.
"President Bai, President Li, please announce the mysterious master quickly! We eight elders are especially looking forward to meeting him."
"Yes, we never imagined that such a master existed in this world, whose poetry and calligraphy are unparalleled."
The eight elders completely ignored Chen Feng and instead looked at the judges' panel.
Li Siye looked at Elder Bai with a half-smile and said, "Do you all really want to know the identity of the mysterious master?"
"That's for sure."
"As an individual, I still want to remind you that it's better not to know, so as not to be as embarrassed as Chen Feng said."
Li Siye offered advice.
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