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"Lin Hao, you're just a computer person. Do you also know calligraphy? Do you know poetry?" Li Yunpeng said angrily, "How confident are you for speaking so shamelessly? What qualifications do you have to judge me here?"

Lin Hao raised his eyebrows and said bluntly, "Although I understand a little bit, I'm better than you."

"well!"

Li Yunpeng laughed angrily, said two good words in a row, and turned to one side, "Then you don't mind showing your hands to everyone, do you?"

Lin Hao shrugged and walked up directly.

"No way? This Li Yunpeng is clearly trying to provoke the general, and this person named Lin Hao took the bait?"

"Personally, I don't like Li Yunpeng's style, but when it comes to calligraphy and poetry, of course he is better. It would be embarrassing if Lin Hao really gets involved."

"Yeah, this Lin Hao is too reckless. In this way, it seems unreasonable to be reasonable!"

People who supported Lin Hao at the venue were talking a lot. They really appreciated Lin Hao's forthrightness and courage.

But on calligraphy? On poetry?

No matter how bad Li Yunpeng is, he is still the president of the Shangbin Calligraphy Association. His poems are included in the extended reading materials of primary school textbooks, while Lin Hao is just a network security professional. "How can this compare?"

"I have no brains to support Brother Lin, Brother Lin is awesome!" Among the people present, only Wang shouted.

In Wang Lei's eyes, Lin Hao was the man who conquered Xiao Ya. Wang Lei had already fallen in love with this man.

When Xiao Ya heard Wang Lei's shout in the distance, she couldn't help but be startled.

When did Wang Lei become so familiar with Lin Hao737?

However, Xiao Ya knew Lin Hao better than everyone present. After all, Lin Hao left such a deep impression on her when she was at the Jiasheng Antique Market.

"Since Lin Hao did this, he must be sure..." Xiao Ya sat up straight and chose to wait and see.

However, if it is true that Lin Hao cannot come to the stage, then Xiao Ya will be the first to stand up and smooth things over for Lin Hao. After all, Lin Hao is the person Xiao Ya invited.

Lin Hao walked to the stage, twisted his wrist casually, and picked up the brush.

It is said that the power of lifting a brush is extremely powerful. When Lin Hao touched the brush with ink, his posture made Li Yunpeng next to him startled.

"This kid really knows calligraphy?"

No matter how you say it, Li Yunpeng is an expert. As soon as Lin Hao used his pen like this, he knew that Lin Hao was well prepared when he dared to take the stage.

But what happened to him, Lin Hao, who knew calligraphy?

Lin Hao just now dismissed Li Yunpeng's poems as worthless. No matter how good his handwriting is, if Lin Hao can't write anything, Li Yunpeng can still seize the opportunity to make a big fuss.

Lin Hao's pen hung in front of the paper, his brows furrowed slightly, as if in deep thought.

Li Yunpeng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and then said slowly, "Just go down if there is no ink in your stomach. Everyone is watching, so don't be embarrassed here anymore.

Lin Hao didn't(cgbf) pay attention to him!

To be honest, he is a broadcaster and host, and he actually knows a lot of poems and songs. But now, it's not that Lin Hao can't write anything, but there are too many poems in his mind, and Lin Hao is trying to use that.

Although this world has roughly the same history and culture as Lin Hao, there are still many differences. Take poetry as an example. Many famous poems in Lin Hao's world do not exist in this world at all, so Lin Hao can completely Take it out and use it directly.

"Since I am donating money to the children in the orphanage, let me write that poem."

Lin Hao took a deep breath and started writing.

Different from Li Yunpeng's wild cursive writing, Lin Hao writes in block letters. After finishing the strokes, a line of poetry appears on the rice paper.

"The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold!"

This poem was read by Lin Hao when he was a child. It can be said that it inspired Lin Hao for a long time.

A sharp sword needs to be polished repeatedly, and the blooming of plum blossoms needs to go through the trials of the twelfth lunar month and cold winter. This poem is just right to inspire orphans!

After Lin Hao finished writing his poem, it was immediately projected onto the big screen behind him.

For a moment, the venue was quiet!

In Lin Hao's world, everyone may not have much reaction when they see this poem. After all, most people have heard it, but in today's world, this is the first time this poem has reappeared in the world. You can imagine the shock it brings. .

"good!!"

I don’t know who was the first to say hello. This seemed to trigger a chain effect. The applause sounded like thunder. All entrepreneurs stood up and recited Lin Hao’s poems.

Many entrepreneurs have experienced troughs and hard times, and Lin Hao's poems resonate so well with them!

Xiao Ya also stood up and applauded at this time, feeling surprised, "Lin Hao can actually write poetry?"

"This poem is so well written, it can be said to sum up my life!"

"I feel like my heart has been touched. Mr. Lin's poem is so great!"

"The artistic conception of the poem is also very high. In addition, Lin Hao uses regular script, so the artistic conception in the words and the artistic conception in the poem are perfectly integrated. This is simply a work of art. This calligraphy alone can be called a master's handiwork!"

Entrepreneurs all expressed heartfelt emotions. Good poems naturally have the power to shock people.

Looking at this scene, Li Yunpeng's face was very ugly. It could be said that it turned green and red. He never thought that Lin Hao's calligraphy skills would be so high, nor did he expect that Lin Hao's poetry skills would be so terrifying.

These two lines of poetry alone left him speechless.

He glanced at Lin Hao fiercely, and then, while everyone was attracted by Lin Hao's words and poems, he quickly turned around and ran away in despair.

If he stays any longer, he won't be able to get off the stage!

"Come on, come on, did you record everything just now? Contact the company directly to send an urgent draft, and be sure to use this poem as the title!"

"The cowhide is broken, this poem will definitely create a wave of popularity!"

At this time, the reporters were also in a panic. Although the fundraising session was not over yet, how could they care about this?

A self-made entrepreneur wrote a poem like "The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold." This is a big news worthy of people's blood. These reporters are rushing to be the first to break the news. , many reporters even turned around and left, quickly going back to send out urgent reports.

"Brother Lin, you are so awesome. I finally know what charisma you are talking about!" Wang Lei's eyes were red and he stopped Lin Hao, "If I were a woman, I would definitely book a room with you tonight! "

With a dark look on his face, Lin Hao pushed away Wang Lei, who rushed towards him like a fan, and returned to Pin Ya.

"Lin Hao, you seem to make big noises wherever you go!"

Xiao Ya looked at Lin Hao, smiled, and had light shining in her eyes.

I remember the last time Lin Hao was in the same situation at the Jiasheng Antique Market. He obviously picked up something missing, but behind him he had a "treasure appraisal army" of hundreds of people.

"I also want to keep a low profile!" Lin Hao sighed and said, "But my strength doesn't allow it!"

This guy Lin Hao deserves a beating for saying this!

I don’t know how many people want to be famous like him and be reported by the media, but to be honest, Lin Hao really doesn’t want to be famous. He prefers to be the boss behind the scenes and is always pushed to the forefront of the situation. This in itself makes Lin Hao What a helpless thing!

"Mr. Lin, I was very excited after reading your poem just now. I hope to keep in touch with you in the future."

Not long after Lin Hao returned to his seat, a man stepped forward and handed Lin Hao his business card. It was Chen Gong, the sponsor of the charity conference who gave a speech at the beginning of the conference.

"Okay, contact me when you have time!"

Lin Hao took Chen Gong's dough sheet, which read the president of Leyou Game Production Company.

"Then I won't disturb Miss Xiao and you."

Chen Gong smiled and nodded to Xiao Ya next to Lin Hao, and then left. .