He only reluctantly left when more and more people arrived.
He really doesn't like crowds, especially in a crowd, where he is too eye-catching and naturally attracts the attention of others.
Lin Rui sighed inwardly, realizing that three points of stress resistance were still too few.
I need to find an opportunity to improve myself.
today.
Many people climbed the mountain.
Following the advice of the middle-aged man, we took a long detour before finally starting to climb Ziyun Mountain.
Along the way, groups of literati and scholars traveled back and forth, chatting and laughing.
The middle-aged man who followed seemed to have undergone some special training.
Although the path up the mountain is not particularly rugged, you will definitely be out of breath if you don't exercise regularly.
Not only did he keep up with Lin Rui's speed, but he also maintained a steady breathing throughout.
After undergoing system modifications, Lin Rui's physique is now extraordinary.
Even if you sweat profusely all night, you won't feel tired when you wake up.
As they approached the mountain peak, a tall pavilion caught Lin Rui's attention.
"The Number One Restaurant Under Heaven?"
Lin Rui was somewhat surprised.
That's a really daring name!
What puzzled Lin Rui was that the literati who came out of the No. 1 Restaurant in the World all seemed to be a little dejected.
"Where is this place?"
Lin Rui asked curiously.
"Reply to Mr. Lin."
"The No. 1 Building Under Heaven is a place jointly managed by the Huazhou Literary Association and masters in the fields of jewelry, antiques, calligraphy and painting."
"This place neither buys nor sells, nor does it offer appraisals."
"Instead, it is the evaluation of titles."
"As the name suggests, it is the best in the world."
The middle-aged man's explanation piqued Lin Rui's interest even more.
"What benefits would there be if I obtained the title of the best in the world?"
A middle-aged man gazes at the No. 1 Building in the World.
"If it were a physical object, and it were rated as the best in the world, even if it was originally worthless, it would become a treasure that everyone would fight over because of this title."
At this point, the middle-aged man turned his head and gave Lin Rui a deep look.
"If it is poetry, not only will the author gain a lot of exposure in terms of fame, but the work will also be included in official textbooks."
“Even history museums will record the authors in history books.”
Lin Rui felt that the middle-aged man was deliberately saying these words to him.
Also, he hadn't originally planned to climb Ziyun Mountain today.
It seems that this person mentions it from time to time.
Moreover, there are several distinct paths leading up the mountain.
But of all things, I chose this one.
Of course, Lin Rui didn't think much of it.
In short, this number one restaurant in the world successfully piqued his interest.
"Young master, what are you commenting on?"
As soon as I entered, a servant came forward to greet me.
Lin Rui noticed that the hall was unusually spacious, with an area of about five or six hundred square meters.
Perhaps because there were few people around, the lobby felt rather empty.
There is a wooden staircase on each side leading to the second floor.
However, there were people guarding the stairwells.
"poetry."
"Literature?"
Seeing Lin Rui nod, the servant's enthusiasm waned considerably.
Looking at history.
Writers often belittle each other, and there has never been a true first place in literature.
This has led to a lot of self-important idiots every day bringing their works that even dogs wouldn't look at, and then coming to evaluate whether they deserve to be the best in the world.
Even the best-tempered person can become irritable if they receive too many guests.
This year's Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition was held at Ziyun Mountain.
Even more literary figures and writers came to show off.
Considering that there are too many people who feel good about themselves, the No.1 Restaurant in the world has closed the online reservation channel for literary assessments and only retains the physical assessments.
"Young master, the gentlemen in charge of the evaluation have been under a lot of work pressure lately."
"Therefore, they set a threshold in the field of literature."
Despite his impatience, the servant maintained basic politeness.
"threshold?"
"It's about writing a second line for that poem."
Looking in the direction the servant pointed.
On the wall, there was a sheet of Xuan paper hanging.
The handwriting on the rice paper is slightly messy, yet it subtly exudes an indescribable charm.
Lin Rui's expression was somewhat strange.
He was very familiar with this line of poetry.
Isn't it just the "If Heaven Had Feelings, Heaven Would Grow Old" that Li Donglai, Cao Kang, and others have been longing for?
"The gentlemen have instructed that we do not require the imagery to be exactly right, but only that the parallelism be perfect and that it satisfies them."
While the servant was still talking, Lin Rui smiled and said, "May I borrow a pen and paper?"
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