The servant was stunned.
He's been working as a waiter at the No.1 Restaurant in the World for several years now.
As a result, he developed a keen eye for detail.
He can tell at a glance whether something is a mule or a horse.
In the past few days, I have encountered no fewer than a hundred eccentric individuals.
Upon seeing this calligraphy, the eccentric scholars would either turn pale or turn away immediately.
From an outsider's perspective.
Xia Zhou Fusheng has indeed presented Huazhou's literary world with an enormous problem.
But for the number one building in the world.
This Fusheng is a very good person, saving them a lot of manpower and resources.
But right now.
The young man in his splendid attire exuded a confidence that he couldn't understand at all.
What's going on?
Are you confident?
Or is it arrogance and ignorance?
The servant felt his brain was completely overwhelmed, but he still brought out paper and pen.
Lin Rui did not rush to write.
At that moment, two answers flashed through his mind.
The first one is a famous quote from a great person in a parallel world.
After careful consideration, Lin Rui decided to give up.
It's not bad.
On the contrary, this famous quote better illustrates the irreversible law of rise and fall.
In a unique environment, it can inspire great ideas that drive society to constantly seek change, development, and progress.
A single sentence was enough to make that era sing a triumphant song and forge ahead against the current.
This is a spirit of fearlessness!
But precisely because it resonated with that particular era, its use here is actually not aesthetically pleasing.
As for the other sentence...
They complement each other perfectly, because of the culture and the season.
If the moon had no regrets, it would always be full.
It not only fits the literary atmosphere of Huazhou, but also coincides with the special time of the Mid-Autumn Festival.
The servant stared blankly at the seven characters on the paper.
He stared blankly for a long while before looking up in disbelief: "Is it Mr. Fusheng?"
"You recognize me?"
Lin Rui was somewhat curious.
"I recognized it from the handwriting."
Life is fleeting!
This is Fusheng!
My idol!
I never expected to meet you in person today!
At this moment, the servant was extremely excited.
"Sir, please follow me to the side hall to rest for a while."
They followed the servant to a side hall.
The interior decoration style is quite elegant.
First, he brewed a pot of hot tea for Lin Rui, and then the servant hurriedly left.
Ten minutes later.
Not only did the servant return, but he was also followed by two energetic old men.
Lin Rui was quite familiar with one of them.
It was Cao Kang, the president of the Literature and Art Association.
"Lin Rui, that's not very kind of you."
As soon as he entered the house, Cao Kang burst into laughter.
"After we parted in Xiazhou, I remember you mentioned that you had no idea how to come up with the second line of this couplet."
"Why is it that my inspiration has flowed so freely today, now that I've arrived at the No. 1 Restaurant under Heaven?"
Lin Rui hadn't expected to run into Cao Kang here.
"It's all Xu Laogui's fault. If he hadn't sabotaged us that day, I might have tricked him into revealing... cough cough... and obtained these seven words of truth."
Seeing Lin Rui's strange expression, Cao Kang blushed and quickly changed the subject.
"Let me introduce you, this is Su Banshan."
Su Banshan?
Lin Rui had heard this name mentioned by many people in Huazhou.
Moreover, I also saw Su Banshan's inscription on the white wall of Shuangxing Scenic Area that day.
A brief recollection reveals that the sorrow of parting from loved ones is fleeting, and the twilight years are numbered.
In short, it was too long; I only remember these two sentences.
This person seems to be as famous as Yan Zhenhui in the literary world of Washington.
"I have met Elder Su."
"To see the true face of Fusheng today is a great blessing in life."
Su Banshan nodded to Lin Rui, his expression full of admiration.
Although Cao Kang had mentioned Lin Rui's age before, I was still surprised to see him today.
"I heard from Leonardo DiCaprio that you have literary works that you'd like to have evaluated?"
Little Li?
Lin Rui looked at the servant boy at the door with a strange expression.
This title contains a lot of information.
"A poem."
Lin Rui nodded.
poetry?
Cao Kang and Su Banshan's eyes lit up.
If it were anyone else, they would dare to run to the No. 1 Building in the World and shamelessly claim that their poems are worthy of being the best in the world.
They've probably already been kicked out.
But this one is different; he is Fusheng!
A prodigy who has presented the literary world of Huazhou with an enormous problem!
This inevitably makes them feel a sense of anticipation.
"Little Li, go and fetch the writing materials."
Cao Kang waved his hand.
He was eager to see Lin Rui's masterpiece.
Not only him, but even Su Banshan's breathing became rapid.
Forget about others.
But knowing that the person in front of him is Fusheng, then as long as Lin Rui dares to say it, Su Banshan dares to believe it!
Learning has no end; those who have mastered knowledge are our teachers.
That's just how Su Banshan is.
They never act arrogantly because of their age.
As long as someone can demonstrate a skill that he admires, even if they're just a young kid who hasn't fully grown up, he'd be willing to consider them a close friend despite the age difference!
The servant quickly brought over writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, and waited at his side.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lin Rui picked up his brush and wrote the first poem on the Xuan paper.
"With weary eyes I gaze at distant mountains and rivers, how many have I seen who truly understand my heart?"
The handwriting is passable.
Of course, Cao Kang and Su Banshan didn't bother to pay attention to this.
Compared to his talent, Lin Rui's handwriting is truly quite ugly.
These two lines of poetry, however, seem to be nothing special.
That's the truth.
Cao Kang swore that he had carefully read every word on the Xuan paper, but he still couldn't see anything remarkable about it.
It's not bad.
However, with such excellent works preceding it, compared to Lin Rui's previous works...
These two lines of poetry have neither artistic conception nor depth.
"I fear to pour a cup of wine into an empty pot, and find it difficult to compose a poem in harmony with it."
Cao Kang raised his head with a strange expression.
Is this kid playing around?
Su Banshan hesitated several times before speaking, but in the end, he swallowed his words.
Even Xiao Li, who greatly admires Lin Rui, is somewhat bewildered.
If Chairman Cao hadn't confirmed Lin Rui's identity...
otherwise.
He even began to suspect that a swindler had infiltrated the group.
After all, there are quite a few experts in Washington state who are skilled at imitating handwriting.
Given Fusheng's calligraphy skills, the difficulty of imitating him is not particularly high.
Lin Rui ignored their thoughts and continued writing furiously.
"The journey is long and we are separated, and no geese carry our news back."
Upon seeing these two sentences, Cao Kang's interest vanished, and he began to drink his tea absentmindedly.
There's a saying that goes something like that.
They came with high hopes, but left disappointed.
Su Banshan, however, continued to look at the poem on the Xuan paper, his brows slightly furrowed.
He didn't understand it.
On the contrary, he didn't understand it at all.
Because he didn't understand, he couldn't figure out what this famous man in China and the West was up to.
"A lonely lamp burns through the long, desolate night; a husband longs for his wife, a father longs for his son."
Finished writing the last sentence.
Lin Rui put down his pen.
"alright."
"President Cao, Elder Su, please take a look."
"Does this poem deserve to be called the greatest wonder in the world?"
Cao Kang, who was drinking tea, almost choked on it.
The most wondrous thing in the world?
The "weird" in "weird"?
Is it still the best skin in the world?
Have I seen this kid for just a few days, and he's already learned to be shameless?
Who taught you?
That shameless guy surnamed Xu?
Absolutely!
That damned old devil Xu, look what he's done to this kid!
Cao Kang secretly made up his mind.
As soon as the Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition ended, he went to settle accounts with Xu Hongzhuo!
As for Su Banshan, his expression was frighteningly strange.
This poem is indeed well-structured and parallel.
The meaning is simple and clear.
It's simply from a man's perspective, thinking about his wife and son.
If he really wanted to write it, he could.
But based on that alone, you went to the No. 1 Restaurant in the world and asked the president of the Writers Association and a literary bigwig to help you evaluate it.
And this poem is even worthy of being called the best in the world?
Where did they get the courage?
Who gave it to you?
Not to mention them, even the middle-aged people who followed Lin Rui were somewhat bewildered.
He hesitated several times before finally swallowing his words.
Although he was not particularly talented, he was still a literature enthusiast.
He understood Lin Rui's poem, but he was even more confused.
Could it be that what the boss said is true?
Is this guy's intermittent problem acting up again?
Not only him, but Cao Kang also had this thought at this moment.
He learned about Lin Rui's deeds from Xu Hongzhuo.
To be precise, it's a problem.
When he's sharp-witted, even ten Yan Zhenhuis would have to kneel before him.
But once this mind goes blank, everyone around you will be exhausted!
Is this another relapse?
Lin Rui didn't notice the expressions on these people's faces and picked up his pen again.
"I almost forgot, the title of this poem is quite interesting, it's called 'Two Hearts Yearning for Each Other'."
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