Chapter 1747 (1/2)

”Wow! Boss, are you going to write Fu? That's classical Chinese! ”

Seeing the title written by Lin Feng, muronghui couldn't help exclaiming.

”Fu is a problem in ancient times, but it is much more difficult than writing composition now. People who do not have a certain foundation in ancient Chinese can't write it. Moreover, Fu is like a long poem. It reads catchy and the article is particularly gorgeous... ”

Ye Baiwei watched and couldn't help exclaiming, ”I didn't expect that the boss can even write ancient Fu. I'm looking forward to seeing what kind of general Fu the boss can write?”

”Did stinky Lin Feng start to show off his literary talent again? However, when he took the college entrance examination, he got full marks with an article ”Gong boudoir Fu”. At this time, if you write another general Fu, it may be what the ghost general wants to see... ”

Xiao nishang brushed her lips and remembered that Lin Feng had written poems for Qin Yanran and Xu Minjing, but she had never written anything for herself. She was a little unhappy at once.

Other people also showed a look of shock, because Lin Feng's spirit and state with a brush are much more authentic than the makeup of the actors in the ancient costume TV series, and much better than Murong Hui's posture just now. When he stood there with a brush, he was completely a scholar's spirit.

For Lin Feng now, he wants to write a general Fu about general yuan. In his mind, he constantly reproduces the scenes and pictures in the mural and integrates his thoughts and feelings into it.

Pick up the pen and drop the words!

”Grey face, sideburns, shoulder armor, angry voice, flying hoof horse.”

Write down the first sentence. As soon as they saw it, they seemed to see an old general with gray hair but full of strength galloping on the battlefield on a white horse. With a roar, no one dared to fight.

”Good literary talent!”

When he saw the first sentence, Li Kai couldn't help shouting.

Others also nodded one after another. Only this sentence was enough to see Lin Feng's extraordinary ancient prose skills. Even, the whole extremely cold place couldn't help shaking. It was general Yuan who saw this sentence written by Lin Feng.

”There is a response in the extremely cold place, Lin Feng, hurry... Continue to write!”

Feeling this, Xiao nishang was surprised and said to Lin Feng immediately.

”Good!”

After writing the first sentence, Lin Feng closed his eyes again and integrated his mind into the scene of general yuan's life. Then he closed his eyes and wrote on:

”The golden dagger is ruthless. He has drunk hundreds of generals' blood and galloped with a whip. He is proud and cheers. Why? White hair on the temples! ”

Seeing this second sentence, everyone was moved by it. They seemed to see a veteran's miserable life, living for the battlefield, growing old for the battlefield, and finally dying for the battlefield.

I don't know how many enemy generals' necks have been cut off. After all, I'm old and my temples are pale.

Before they could sigh, Lin Feng could no longer restrain the feelings he had accumulated in his heart. He closed his eyes and continued to write down happily:

”The beach and Gobi, the remnant walls and broken tiles, are the most eye-catching, with several old clothes and broken armor. Rusty mottled, roaring against the wind. More like that, hundreds of soldiers are choking! ”

Writing about the hundreds of soldiers choking, everyone's heart could not help shaking again, the tip of their nose was sour, and tears were about to fall.

Miserable!