1409: C1409 Great Work

C1409 Great Work

After a short while, Chen Wenxian suddenly put down the brush. He raised his eyes and pointed at Sikong Banyu. "Please take a look at my clumsy work."

Upon hearing this, Sikong Banyu glanced at the piece of paper Chen Wenxian had written down on the table, but he did not reach for it. Instead, he paused for a moment, then turned to Ni Qingling and said, "Qingling, read this aloud! Do you recognize the words on it? "

What Chen Wenxian wrote were all traditional Chinese characters. There was not a single word that could be used to reduce the amount of work done. Most people might not even be able to understand it completely even if they obtained it.

Ni Qingling looked at the vigorous poem on the table and was subconsciously attracted by it. Just this word alone gave people a feeling of elegance and elegance. This Chen Wenxian was indeed not an ordinary person! With this skill, perhaps even the Chinese literary arena would be able to stand at the peak of Mount Tai.

Fortunately, Ni Qingling was reading ancient Chinese literature, and she had a wide range of knowledge about ancient script. For her, she could barely understand all of Chen Wenxian's handwriting. If Chen Wenxian was using Oracle, then it would be hard for her to say.

Ni Qingling nodded her head and gently picked up the paper. She carefully held it in her hand like a rare treasure, first glancing at Sikong Banyu, then glancing at the crowd, who could not wait to see what the contents of the paper were.

Ni Qingling took a deep breath and looked away, her red lips parted slightly.

Yan Zi Nest

"Golden Chimes to the clear autumn night, Jade Words falling into the fifth day."

"As the true champion, we will ride on the five-riders, and the three thousand guests will sit in the library."

"One falling tablet, ten thousand flowers and a smile, I do not know the year."

"Looking back at that year's seating, I can only remember those days."

After Ni Qingling's voice faded, everyone fell silent. They looked at each other and felt that it was inconceivable, because this poem could not be considered a masterpiece. At most, it could be considered an impromptu poem, but the artistic conception and literary works could only be considered passable.

What they were puzzled about was that with Chen Wenxian's talent, how could he only take out something of this quality? This was not what they thought. Even if Chen Wenxian couldn't take out a masterpiece, he could at least take out something of superior quality! After all, in this era, many of the poems were already popular. Especially the historical poems of immortals and saints, they had long been familiar with each other. There was really no comparison to Chen Wenxian's Wild Goose Back Nest .

However, the Vice Principal of the Arts Academy looked at each other in dismay. Others might not be able to comprehend it, but with their literary background, how could they not understand it? This was a satirical poem, but it also had the meaning of not being able to win in a battle of attrition. The poem clearly and secretly expressed this person's dissatisfaction and regret over the current level of Huaxia Normal University as a teacher and student.

"Wild geese back to their nests …" "The geese are still at their nests …" The dean, Wu Mingde, mumbled these words as if he had a sudden insight. However, he didn't say anything to anyone.

After Ni Qingling finished reciting, her delicate eyebrows creased slightly. She didn't have any doubts about the meaning behind her words. It was just that she didn't understand why Chen Wenxian would write such a poem. She glanced at Sikong Banyu, who was deep in thought. Then, she gently put down the work of Chen Wenxian and stood to the side.

"Alliance Head Sikong, how is my work?" Chen Wenxian poured himself a cup of wine and asked with a smile after finishing it in one gulp.

Sikong Banyu slowly raised his eyelids, took a deep breath and sighed: "Very good, the people of the world like to pretend to be profound, always using words with hidden meanings to express their own knowledge and pleasure, but not knowing that the simplest feelings are the most gorgeous chapters! Hehe … Chen Wenxian, it's just that you actually have a choice, don't you? "

When Chen Wenxian heard this, he immediately understood. He knew that Sikong Banyu had already understood the meaning behind his poem. Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked such a question. This person's mind was indeed unfathomable!

He picked up the wine jug and poured himself a glass. He then poured a cup and poured it for Sikong Banyu. He raised the glass and said, "Would you like to drink this cup of wine?"

Sikong Banyu looked at the cup of turbid wine. After pausing for a moment, he slowly lifted up his head and said, "Although the predecessors do not care, as for the matters of the future, I can empathize with you, Chen Wenxian. If it was within my capabilities, I would be willing to do it for you, but I don't have much time and energy."

Chen Wenxian nodded heavily. With Sikong Banyu's words, it was enough.

"Please …"

"Please …"

The two raised their glasses and finished it in one gulp. Then, Chen Wenxian suddenly burst out laughing, "I have no regrets in this life. At this point in time, I can be considered to have no regrets. "Alliance Head Sikong, I would also like to see your masterpiece. I wonder if you would have such an opportunity?"

Sikong Banyu raised his eyebrows and shrugged helplessly, "Do you think I would dare to sit here today if I didn't take out something? "Although we are not afraid of others scolding us, but I deeply admire you for your scheming. Naturally, I will not disappoint you."

As she finished speaking, she slowly lifted a brush with one hand and glanced at Ni Qingling beside her. Ni Qingling understood her meaning and quickly opened up a piece of Xuan paper with the other hand.

He raised his head to look at Chen Wenxian and asked, "You don't seem to have answered me. You could have chosen, but why did you choose? You still have a lot of time, if you want, I believe you can reproduce the glory of the old days here."

Hearing that, Chen Wenxian did not say anything. After drinking three cups of wine consecutively, he let out a sigh of relief, wiped his mouth without caring at all, revealed a dejected look and slowly said: "A lot of time? No... You're wrong, I don't have much time left. If you didn't appear, and if the world hasn't fallen to this stage, I might still have some time. "But today, it's gone, because I'm already a puppet. I can't control my own life and death, and in your opinion, I have to make some choices, but in reality, I don't have any."

"Oh?" Sikong Banyu frowned and asked, "Is it the path to heaven?"1

Chen Wenxian looked at Sikong Banyu meaningfully and said, "It seems that you have met with those from the other races. Otherwise, you would not have known the way to heaven. Not bad …" "We have no choice but to embark on this path.

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