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Lu Li was slightly startled when he heard this.

It is not that he compares the grand events held by the literary world to fish.

The old man brought someone to the door to break his head... Right?

"Yes!"

"Do you have an eyebrow in the second half of this sentence?"

Zhongshi's eyes burned.

As soon as this question comes out.

Everyone in the hall quietly pricked up their ears.

Since they knew that there was still the second half.

Everyone present was worried.

Lu Li didn't expect that the old man was waiting for him here.

At that time, I didn't finish it because I didn't feel necessary.

To the meeting or to the house.

None of them have anything to do with the second half of the text.

After a long silence, he focused his head.

"I really didn't finish half a sentence."

"Let's listen, the old man copied it for you with his own hands!"

Elder Zhong looked at Lu Li with interest and said.

Intention, education, clear heart!

What will you mean by what you will stand, and what will your heart be?

End of words.

Several people hurriedly carried the table for him and spread out pens, ink and paper.

In the corner of the hall.

The only journalist who was able to enter.

Quietly focused the camera on the two.

Zhong Lao's dry palm is strong and powerful, and the pen is extremely stable!

In a blink of an eye.

The first half of the sentence written in standard block letters floats on the paper.

Lu Li and Shuxuan's pupils shrank.

One stroke at a time, it is natural.

This is...... Palace-level!

The highest level in the history books of the past and present.

Everyone on the field looked at Mo Bao on the table with a fiery expression.

In their hearts, they were envious of Lu Li.

Let Zhong Lao personally copy it.

It's not just about identity.

It represents the old man's recognition of the work itself!

"Lu boy, it's your turn!"

Zhong Lao said, dipped the tip of the pen in ink again.

Meanwhile.

Lu Li took a step forward and replied in a loud voice.

"Born as I want."

"Righteousness is also what I desire."

When Elder Zhong heard this, his eyes flowed, and the tips of his pen flew.

"He who gives birth to righteousness shall not have both."

"Hahaha! What a sacrifice for righteousness! Wonderful, great!

As Lu Li finished his last word, Elder Zhong laughed.

The grammar is concise and the intention is easy to understand.

Simple but not simple!

Whoosh~

The panting sound in the hall was obviously a little more intense.

They were all infected by Lu Li's state of mind at this moment.

Everyone looked at the tall and upright boy in the middle.

This sentence appeared in my heart.

The teenager should be like this, and the eldest husband should be like this!

"Well, the achievements are extraordinary, and the afterlife is terrible."

Elder Zhong's gaze fell on Lu Li, showing a bit of approval.

Solid foundation in literature.

Outstanding thinking.

Before the old age, you can see this kind of excellent junior.

He was happy from the bottom of his heart.

"I am ashamed to be blessed by the sages of my ancestors."

Lu Li said with a pun.

The literary value of this passage is mainly reflected in ideas.

If you can carry forward in this world in this way.

It's not buried.

"Don't be too humble... I have seen all your other works, and they have a deep heritage, which few people in later generations can match.

Elder Zhong smiled and waved his hand.

Wen Ru is like his person.

No matter character, talent, ambition is the best choice!

The more he looked at Lu Li in his heart, the more satisfied he became.

Even he doesn't know.

There was a plan to shake the literary world in my heart....

"Xiansun, it's good!" Zheng Xuewen walked over and waved at Zhong Lao, and looked at Lu Li and squeezed his eyebrows.

He was so red that Lu Li quarreled with everyone in the literary association.

In a way, Lu Li is his face.

Today can be regarded as raising his eyebrows!

"Lu Li, are you willing to join the literary association."

Mu Yongzhi suddenly swayed and walked over with a crutch.

emmm......

Lu Li was a little hesitant, and subconsciously looked at Zheng Xuewen.

Not to mention that the old man is from the Poetry Society.

He didn't even know the constraints and requirements after joining.

For a moment, caught in a dilemma.

And Zheng Xuewen didn't give him any hints.

It's just that his face is unnaturally shifted, pretending not to see him.

"What are you still hesitating?"

Mu Yongzhi saw Lu Li's hesitation, and his brows frowned slightly.

"Hundreds of people at this event are moved by you alone. The Literary Association is also the largest association in the literary world.

There are many that can promote you and help your predecessors.

As long as you study hard, you will have a lot to do in the future!

"Forget it... Never mind...... I'm used to it since Ono.

Riku's head shook like a rattle.

Accept kidnapping.

Moral kidnapping is not accepted.

Besides, it's hard to graduate, do you still have to learn?

Do you still want to passively accept your instructions?

"You!" Mu Yongzhi smashed his crutches angrily.

Sure enough, as he thought, he was proud of his talents.

There is not a trace of reverence for literary ancestors in him.

"Komaki... Or add me too. "

Master Zhong, don't joke anymore."

Mu Yongzhi's heart jumped when he heard this, and he quickly bowed his head and said.

No one in the literary world knows.

In his early years, he was not very harmonious with the literary association.

Even many literary fights.

It was not until the initiator apologized in his later years that this was restored.

"Lu boy, when will you go up the mountain."

After ordering Mu Yongzhi, Zhong Lao looked at Lu Lidao.

"Old man, I'll accompany you on a trip to see the demeanor of Lushan."

"It's going to be on now... Can your body?

Lu Li hesitated a little.

Climbing a mountain is not an easy task.

Adults are tired enough, let alone old men.

"You just move forward, I'll rest myself when I'm tired."

Zhong Lao stopped and did not give him a chance to refuse.

With his hands and feet on his back, he walked lightly towards the outside of the hall.

Lu Li could only follow behind with a wry smile.

Shuxuan took the initiative to help him put away Zhonglao's handwritten inscription.

When passing by the entrance of the hall.

The reporter in the corner suddenly burst out and said with fiery eyes towards Zhong Lao and Lu Li.

"Elder Zhong... Mr. Lu, we are reporters from the Chinese media, I recorded the video of your inscription just now, can we publish the report?

"Ask Lu boy!" Zhong Lao nodded and said.

"Yes." Riku nodded.

The influence of Chinese media is not small.

This kind of cultural output of positive three views is the most appropriate.

"One more thing!"

The reporter said, taking out two small bees and explaining.

"I came here mainly to record the literary event, and these two little bees are black technology unmanned follow-up machines.

There is almost no noise, and there is a simple intellectual brain, which wants to bind Mr. Lu and Zhonglao respectively.

Delivered online in the form of round-the-clock live broadcasts.

"Ask Lu Xiaozi." Zhong Lao still pushed the choice to him.

"This... Will there be no privacy? Riku asked.

"You don't have to worry about this, the follow-up drone has simple intelligent calculation, and there is a real person to control in an emergency."

"Okay, I'm okay."

Without thinking, Lu Li nodded and agreed.

His aim is to increase popularity, expand influence, and harvest promotion value, as long as these can be maximized.

It really doesn't matter much where and how it is broadcast.

Let alone...... It seems that people are quite trouble-free.

PS: Fish I want too... From the pre-Qin · Excerpt from Mencius (recorded by his disciples), excerpt together!