The Master of the City

　　　　 "Big Brother!" When Chu Tian came to the second floor and was about to find Jiang Xiaoyue and the others, he was suddenly pulled by the corner of his clothes from behind, and then there was a childish voice.

　　 Chutian turned his head to look. It was a little girl who was about seven or eight years old with some fat babies holding her back and looking at herself with her beautiful big bright eyes.

　　 "Kid, do you know me?" Chu Tian asked.

The little girl shook her head and said, "I don’t know my elder brother. I think my elder brother is extraordinarily handsome and very elegant, as if he is more knowledgeable than anyone else. So, I wanted to be with you. Big brother make friends."

　　 Chutian was amused by the little girl's words.

　　 A little girl like Xiaodouding knows to make friends!

　　 "What is your last name?"

　　 "My last name is Xin, and my double name is Yinuo!"

　　 After introducing her name, the little girl pulled on La Chutian's clothes. Chutian understood what she meant, and knelt down.

The little girl whispered in his ear: "Big brother, I will tell you quietly, the ancestor of our Xin family is a very rare person. He is a great poet or a great general. It is mentioned in the history books. The name of my ancestor!"

　　 Chutian thinks of the little girl's surname, and immediately knows who the ancestor of the little girl is!

　　 "It turned out to be the offspring of the old man!" Chu Tian couldn't help feeling in his heart.

"The literary meeting has begun..." In Chu Tian's heart, there was a reminder from someone in the corridor. As the reminder from that person sounded, people in the corridor who were still admiring various works turned toward the lobby. Go in the direction.

　　 "Big brother, why don't you go to the literary meeting?" Xin Yinuo saw that Chu Tian didn't intend to participate in the literary meeting, and stared at Chu Tian curiously with big eyes.

　　 "This kind of literary meeting still doesn't interest me." Chu Tian said.

　　 "There is a big beauty Xia Ziyan at the literary meeting. Many people go to see her and want to win her love. Don't you go?"

　　 "She still can't attract me."

　　 "In this way, my little beauty is more attractive than her, and my elder brother would rather chat with me than see her." Xin Yinuo said brightly with big beautiful eyes.

　　 Chutian smiled.

　　 "Big brother, they have a big essay meeting, will we both have a small essay?" Xin Yinuo suddenly thought.

　　 Chutian groaned, and nodded slightly.

　　 This little girl is really cute, not only looks, but also has interesting thinking!

　　 "Brother, there are pens, inks, papers and inkstones..."

　　 Xin Yinuo pointed to an unmanned small hall not far away, and then she reached out her hand to make a petition, and said rigorously: "Big brother, please please first."

　　 "Little Enoch, please!" Chu Tian was amused by the little girl, and made a request.

　　 The two walked not far away, near the small hall with floor-to-ceiling windows.

　　 At this time, a gray-haired but energetic old man, accompanied by Jiang Yuren and others, came from the corridor, and the old man saw Xin Yinuo in the small hall.

　　 "Little Yinuo, it turns out that you are here. Come and go to the literary meeting with grandpa." The old man beckoned to Xin Yinuo lovingly.

　　 "Grandpa, you go, my big brother and I will hold a small essay meeting." Xin Yinuo waved his hands with his head up.

　　 "Xiao Wenhui? What a nonsense..." The old man shook his head, only then saw Chu Tian, ​​and said in surprise, "This is this?"

　　Everyone else has gone to the literary meeting. This young man is actually messing around with his granddaughter here. What kind of literary meeting is held, a little bit unlearned!

　　 "Old Xin, this is the staff of our Suzhou University." Jiang Yuren also saw Chu Tian and gave a brief introduction.

"I see."

　　 "Grandpa, come and join our little essay meeting!"

"Grandpa can't accompany you to fool around..." The old man smiled bitterly and shook his head. Seeing that Xiao Yinuo would not go to the literary meeting with him, he looked at Chutian, "This little friend, please help me take care of the little girl. Enoch."

　　 Chutian nodded.

　　 The old man, Jiang Yuren and others left.

When 　　 left, the old man glanced at Chu Tian more and couldn't help sighing in his heart. Chu Tian's refined temperament really resembled a person full of knowledge.

　　 It's a pity, but I am messing around with children here.

　　 A group of people came to the hall of the Wenhui. Xia Hongyuan, Peng Jinpeng, Xia Ziyan and others saw the appearance of the old man, and greeted them together. After the old man smiled and exchanged a few words with everyone, the Wenhui officially began.

The most important part of 　　文会 is poems and songs, all kinds of scriptures and classics, and calligraphy.

　　 One by one young talents came out, or narrated their opinions, or wrote poems and lyrics, and when they came to the wonderful place, they won the applause.

　　 "The younger generation will come out..."

　　 The old man looked at the vigorous young talents in the field and exclaimed, "There are many talents, and I can foresee that they will surely become masters of literature in the near future."

　　 Xia Hongyuan nodded in agreement.

　　 He looked at Xia Ziyan next to him subconsciously. Seeing that there was no wave in her expression, he couldn't help but smile. This girl of his own was too high-sighted, and even the talents they all recognized could not get her eyes!

　　 At this time, Peng Wenjun walked into the court.

　　As soon as he came out, no one dared to come out again. Everyone knew that apart from Xia Ziyan, Peng Wenjun was the first person in the literary world, and he was trying to fight for the limelight.

　　 "Predecessors, literary friends, I have recently earned something and wrote a poem. I am here to show my ugliness!"

　　 Peng Wenjun politely paid a literati ceremony to everyone, and looked at Xia Ziyan, who had always been calm and unmoved by anyone.

　　 He is confident, he will be able to impress Xia Ziyan today.

　　, he stood in the field with his hands under his hands, and began to recite new words in a graceful manner...

　　 As he recited the words sentence by sentence, everyone present was a little moved.

　　 "Good words, worthy of Peng Wenjun..."

　　 "I used to think that I was not inferior to him, but when I heard his new words today, I am ashamed of..."

　　 "Wen Jun is worthy of being the number one man in the literary world..." Even the old man of the legendary figure, at this moment, was also moved and praised, saying, "If it is in ancient times, Wen Jun must have the top prize."

　　 "Old Xin is too acclaimed." Peng Jinpeng said modestly, but his face was full of pride.

　　 "Brother Peng, you have an excellent son!" Xia Hongyuan exclaimed.

　　 "Everywhere, he is easy to learn!" Peng Jinpeng smiled in the spring breeze.

　　 Xia Hongyuan glanced at Xia Ziyan next to him subconsciously, and saw the rare surprise in Xia Ziyan's expression, and he was immediately delighted.

　　 Peng Wenjun is very good in character or talent. He has always wanted to match Peng Wenjun with his daughter~www.readwn.com~ However, his daughter's vision is too high to look down upon Peng Wenjun.

　　 This has always been his headache!

　　 But now, he feels that he doesn't have to have that headache anymore!

　　 Xia Ziyan looked at Peng Wenjun in the field with some surprise. This new poem by Peng Wenjun is indeed very good and of high level, which makes her very moved.

　　 As Peng Wenjun's last word fell, there was a round of applause in the field.

　　Even Han Qianer on the sidelines clapped his hands.

　　 "Unexpectedly, he is so talented. Even if I don't understand the ancient poems, I can feel that his poem is very beautiful." Han Qianer said in a moved heart.

　　 On the sidelines, Jiang Xiaoyue had been looking for Chu Tian among the crowd, but after hearing Peng Wenjun's new words, she was stunned.

　　 "This guy really deserves to be called the first person of the younger generation in the literary world. Although this new word is not comparable to the ancients, it is still close to the first-class level."

　　 Jiang Xiaoyue did not hesitate to applaud, applauding with everyone.

　　 I forgot about searching for Chu Tian for a while!

　　 "In this essay meeting, in addition to preparing this new word, I have recently realized my heart and realized a new calligraphy. Now, I use this new calligraphy to write this new word."

　　 "New calligraphy?"

　　 "He realized the new calligraphy?"

　　 "This is impossible!"

　　 Following Peng Wenjun’s words, everyone’s emotions rose instantly. Everyone knew how difficult it is to realize a new kind of calligraphy. It can be said to be hard to beat!

　　 Otherwise, the calligraphy history of more than a few people has been passed down through the ages!

　　 This time, even Xia Ziyan was truly moved, full of curiosity and expectation for Peng Wenjun...