Chapter 17 (2/2)

Sima Wenyi's face was extremely poor.

A strong sense of frustration haunted him and swept away his pride.

Lin Xuan's identity, talent and appearance are all top.

Even the teacher saluted him. He was Sima Wenyi. He didn't deserve to be compared with Lin Xuan at all!

With Lin Xuan, how can Mu Youqing look at herself?

Thinking of this, Sima Wenyi only felt that the piece of paper with eternal love poems in his hand became hot.

Now he wouldn't even let him take it out.

Gritting his teeth, Sima Wenyi crumpled the paper, turned around and left the hall with a lost look.

He doesn't want to stay here and watch Lin Xuan shine and enjoy the style supported by thousands of people.

At this time.

Lin Xuan has said hello to Jiang Jiubai and other top ten literary leaders. Jiang Jiubai and they return to their seats respectively.

Lin Xuan also sat in his own position.

Fortunately, the chair is wide enough for four little girls to sit with him.

I saw four lovely girls like kittens sitting in Lin Xuan's arms.

This time, the tens of thousands of people who talked about Tao in the literary world all looked envious.

In particular, some male literati want to go home immediately and have a daughter with their wife and love them well.

It's really xuanzhu and their four little girls. They're so popular.

Lin Xuan with four children, such a warm scene, almost melted everyone's heart.

And in the crowd's dark sigh, a holy light suddenly lit up.

Behind Lin Xuan's VIP seat, a huge statue up to 100 meters was born in the light.

He was dressed as a scholar in a robe. He held a pen in his left hand and a book in his right hand. He looked up at the sky and had an extraordinary atmosphere.

With the knowledge given by xuanjue Tianshu, Lin Xuan recognized the statue as Wenqu star at a glance.

Xuanzhu pointed to the statue and asked, ”Dad, is this grandpa Wenquxing?”

Lin Xuan showed a trace of admiration: ”do you know Wenqu star, too?”

”Yes!” xuanzhu nodded. ”My mother taught me.”

Lin Xuan nodded silently. Xuan Zhu is the most polite of the four children and the one who likes literature best.

Presumably, the Eastern Emperor Ziyou also found her characteristics and taught her according to her aptitude.

”However, my mother simply mentioned grandpa Wenquxing.”

”I don't know what kind of person he is!”

Xuan Zhu frowned.

Lin Xuan said with a smile: ”according to legend, Wenqu star is the fourth star of the Big Dipper, and the main branch a star comes to earth.”

”He is in charge of the world's scientific reputation, literary and ink officialdom, and he is also talented and literary.”

After listening, xuanzhu thought for a moment, nodded and said, ”it turns out that he is a literary grandfather turned by the Big Dipper.”

”You can say so.” Lin Xuan felt that xuanzhu's understanding was really high and the summary was in place.

Xuanzhu asked again, ”why do people make a statue for him?”

”Of course it's because I admire and love him.” Lin Xuan smiled and touched xuanzhu's small head.

”Oh, oh.” xuanzhu nodded.

Xuanxi's big eyes turned and his mouth smiled with two lovely dimples:

”Then I'll build a statue for my father, too.”

Xuanhan raised four fingers: ”I'll make four, one for each of us!”

Xuan's young head shook: ”not enough! I want to make 1000, 10000!”

Xuanzhu, xuanxi and Xuanhan all look shocked.

”Xuan you, you made so many things. What if you can't help being robbed by others?”

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