Zhang Ningxi couldn't help but think.

Sister Huang also smiled and said, "Wang Xiao may have to admit defeat, but it doesn't matter if he loses. He has won a couplet once, and now he loses is a draw. However, poetry is the literary way, and couplets are just the left way. He lost to Wang Hongjun in general..."

Zhang Ningxi smiled but said nothing, but she was still looking forward to it when she looked at Wang Xiao.

…………

Wang Hongyi looked at the Weibo page with a little nervousness and read the five-character quatrains posted by her brother Wang Hongjun several times. She felt that this was indeed a very good work in modern times.

"It's definitely not my brother's work."

Wang Hongyi guessed the facts with great confidence.

She knew that with the level of Wang Hongjun, she would never be able to make such a work in her life.

"That must be the father who is taking action."

Wang Hongyi looked clear.

However, a trace of inexplicable anger flashed in her eyes.

My father took action, isn’t this just bullying?

Wang Hongyi looked at the direction of her brother's study, snorted coldly, then continued to look at Wang Xiao's live broadcast room, and recharged and rewarded 500 yuan.

Even if you are compensated!

Wang Hongyi thought a little apologetically in her heart.

But.

At this time, she saw that Wang Xiao had opened Weibo and started to enter text.

Wang Hongyi instantly widened her eyes, looked at the words entered by Wang Xiao without blinking, and then read them out: "Mulan Ci, is it a ci? Mulan Ci is the name of a ci..."

"If life is just like the first meeting..."

boom……

Just the first sentence.

Wang Hongyi felt like her mind was bombed, and she felt a misty feeling in her whole body, and she suddenly recalled many things.

If life is just like the first meeting...

What a wonderful wish this is?

When you first meet, it is usually the best time!

The first meeting represents the most primitive state!

Afterwards, many people and things will change unsatisfactorily...

This is a regret that almost every adult will have.

How great if I could go back to my first meeting?

How great if it could make up for your regrets?

Wang Hongyi only felt a little trembling in her body, and a pair of tears had flowed down her eyes and passed through her cheeks!

She also has regrets.

She also has lost beauty.

This sentence almost summarizes everything in life!

"Yes, how great if it could be like the first meeting?"

Wang Hongyi cried and muttered to herself.

However, she quickly woke up, with a hint of shock and expectation in her heart, and continued the text written by readers Wang Xiao on Weibo: "What's the Autumn Wind Sorrowful Painting Fan?"

"The hearts of old friends are changed in vain,"

"But it is said that the hearts of the ancients are changeable."

"After the speech of Mount Li, the night is over,"

"I won't complain about the tears."

"How is Bo Xin Jinyi Lang?"

"I wish to join the wings and branches all day long."

I read it smoothly in one breath.

Wang Hongyi was still in shock when she sat on the chair.

There is only one thought in my mind!

How is that possible!

How is that possible!

How could he make such a poem?

Wang Hongyi has been learning the knowledge of ancient poetry and Chinese studies since she was a child, and her cognitive ability is extremely strong. She cannot make such works, but she has a high level of appreciation ability.

She knew that such works, even in ancient times, were absolutely masterpieces. They could not only be passed down at that time, but also likely would be passed down through the ages and remembered by generations of descendants. This is the greatest success of a literati!

This is almost a typical ancient classic poetry work.

The parallelism is neat, the level is good, the intention is profound, and the allusions are cleverly used.

She could see two of the allusions at a glance, but she didn't know if there were more, because she couldn't see more allusions.

She just stared at this poem blankly, and continued to look at the poem word by word, wanting to see more from it!

And in another study not far from her study, it was also extremely quiet.

Wang Hongjun, Wang's father, and the three generations of pillars of the old man's family were all in a slight shock at this moment.

They are not ordinary people, but Chinese scholars, and their family of three generations almost represent the cultural changes in China from a hundred years ago to the present, and can be described as a living cultural history.

However, with the knowledge of the three of them, this poem is also the best ancient poetry work they have seen in the past fifty years!

Wang Hongjun read it once and there was a trace of tears on his face. The first sentence of life was like the first meeting, it would be too much to bring back many regrets and touching people's hearts, which made him, the opponent, unable to help but shed tears!

Father Wang was silent when he saw that he stood up for a few minutes, then immediately turned around and left.

Wang Hongjun also woke up and hurriedly shouted: "Dad..."

Father Wang left without answering and left without looking back.

The old man stood up from the sofa with a crutch, shook his head, and then thought that life would be like the first meeting, and walked out of Wang Hongjun's room step by step.

Only Wang Hongjun was left in the room.

Wang Hongjun only felt chill all over.

He knew that his father had given up, but he couldn't say it.

The difference between the two works is too big, and he can't find an excuse to shirk it off, so he can only admit defeat.

And now he is talking with Wang Xiao on Weibo, so he can only say it!

He looked at Wang Xiao’s Weibo. Wang Xiao had already posted the Mulan poem, causing a shock. There were countless speeches under the Weibo.

"I cried in the first sentence, wuwuwu... It would be great if I could go back to the first meeting...wuwuwuwu..."

"I also cried so hard. After knowing her for a few years, she has changed a long time ago. No matter how beautiful people and things were when they first met, they would eventually change!"

"My hands are trembling, and my tears cannot stop!"

"I cried too. This is the real classic. Brother Xiao, why are you so awesome?"

"Who doesn't miss the beauty of the first meeting?"

"Brother Xiao, I will be your brainless fan from now on..."

Countless messages are densely packed.

Wang Hongjun returned to his Weibo page and saw that some people who knew him supported him under Weibo, but others had basically decided that they had lost.

He also knew that the five-character quatrain written by his father was far inferior to Wang Xiao’s Mulan poem.

He typing on the keyboard with trembling fingers and said, "I lost. I personally like Wang Xiao's Mulan lyrics and admire him very much. My works cannot be compared with them!"

After publishing it, Wang Hongjun felt that he was hollowed out and sat on the chair without moving!

…………

Zhang Ningxi also shed two tears at this moment, but after all, she has been in the entertainment industry for many years and has controlled her emotions well. She quickly held back and gave her 10,000 yuan in Wang Xiao’s live broadcast room again, and then spoke on Weibo and said: "If life was just like the first meeting, what a beautiful wish. Wang Xiao, you are so awesome."

Zhang Ningxi refreshed her Weibo a little and found that there were too many celebrities in the entertainment industry who praised Wang Xiao like herself at this moment!

Han Jiajia: "Wang Xiao Oppa, I will go to Rongcheng to watch Brother Hua's concert tomorrow. Can I ask for your signature? Can you write this Mulan word and Oak tree on the signature? I almost cried when I read both works. Oppa is good or bad..."

Xue Ying: "I admire you! I can actually see such a good work in modern times, Wang Xiao is a talented person."

Hu Yige: "I like this poem so much. Everyone, look at my signature."

Hu Yige changed his signature to life if it was just like the first meeting!
To be continued...