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Chapter 150 Seeing Xue Fu for the First Half, Suppressing the Literary World for 3000 Years

Pu Xinyang, a member of the Ancient Poetry Association, is also a person who prefers to write about beauties.

He participated in the excavation of the lives of many ancient beauties, which is also what he likes to do very much.

In his words, there are only good wines and beauties in the world that cannot be let down.

For this reason, he also wrote a special poem "Ode to Beauty".

This poem about beauties is also used by many TV dramas to describe beauties.

For this reason, he can be regarded as complacent.After all, her beauty endowment was recognized by so many people.

Although not long ago, Liu Nan wrote a gift to Xueyi, which made his beauty fu lose its status, but his beauty fu is still very popular.

His status doesn't have much lakwah either.But tonight, he was already crazy.

Looking at the Jianxue Fu written by Liu Nan, he didn't know what to say.

At this moment, he took a look at the beauty gift framed by himself, and finally made a decision.

Nothing else, after seeing Jianxue's Fu, he knew that his beauty's Fu already belonged to the silt in the stinking ditch, and there was no way to compare it.

"Hehehe, let me tell you why you Liu Nan died at a young age, and you were banned.

You are still alive, who dares to speak loudly in the literary world of the big man?

God, in my fucking life, I can never write about beauties anymore, and I no longer have the courage to write. "

While talking and crying, Pu Xinyang burned his beauty gift while crying.

He has his own pride, even if Liu Nan's gift to see Xueyi wrote such quatrains as Yun Xiang's clothes, Hua Xiangrong, and Revlon in the spring breeze, he was not so desperate.

But tonight, he told himself, there was no hope, no hope with this mountain ahead.

It turns out that you wrote about beauties, but you haven't written like this?
How can a person be so beautiful?
At this moment, this poem of seeing snow has become the number one beauty poem of all time.

In the live broadcast room, Meng Lingchuan, who was nine years ago, is also lost at this moment.

He looked at the piece of rice paper in front of him, sweating profusely on his head.

Yes, it's sweat, it's nervous and scary.

At this moment, he is reciting this Fu on Seeing Snow.

"The slenderness is complacent, and the length is shortened.

If the shoulders are cut, the waist is like a plain.

Extend the neck and show the item, and the quality is exposed.

Fang Ze without adding, lead Hua Fu Yu.

The cloud bun is tall, and the eyebrows are repaired.

Dan's lips are bright on the outside, and his teeth are fresh on the inside.

Bright eyes are good at favor, and Su Fu is right.

Gorgeous and elegant, graceful and leisurely.

Tenderness and graceful language.

Fantastic service, the bone statue should be pictured.Ah... I can't take it anymore, I can't read anymore, Liu Nan, can you please stop writing! ! "

At this point in the recitation, Meng Lingchuan really couldn't go on reading, he was scared, and he was beaten badly.

As a poet, even though he is a modern poet, Meng Lingchuan can think that he is as good as anyone in his understanding of ancient poetry.

And tonight, Liu Nan's Fu on Seeing Snow, he can swear that this is the best Fu he has ever seen, and it can be called the best Fu in the world.

Or, it can be said to be the number one beauty endowment in ancient and modern times.

There is no one that can compare shoulder to shoulder.

This is precisely because of this, the more he recited, the more Meng Lingchuan's heart collapsed.

As a literati, when you personally created a work that cannot be surpassed at all, there is only one thought in your heart, and that is fear, unparalleled fear.

At this moment, Meng Lingchuan was like this, and so was the entire Modern Poetry Association and Ancient Poetry Association.

At this moment, the entire literary world is like this.It can be said that when Liu Nan saw Xue Fu tonight, he directly knocked down the entire Chinese literary world.

Liu Nan ignored Meng Lingchuan's madness at the moment.

At this moment, he has completely fallen into his own thoughts and inspirations.

At this moment, he no longer felt anything, as if he had stepped into an unknown place.

He saw a woman, this woman was as graceful as a dragon, and no one in the world could match her beauty.

At this moment, Lin Hai covered Meng Lingchuan's mouth and held him down to prevent him from disturbing Liu Nan.

Afterwards, Lin Hai took over Meng Lingchuan's job just now, and he started to recite.

"The radiance of draped robes, the splendor of Eryao and Bi.

Wear gold and emerald jewelry, with bright pearls to dazzle the body.

Practice the literary shoes of long-distance travel, and the light train that drags the fog and gauze.

The fragrance of faint orchids is pleasant, walking around the corner of the mountain. "

When I was writing this, Yuan Xingcan came over suddenly, and shouted loudly as soon as he came in.

"Brother Liu Nan, I'm here, Brother Lin."

With this shout, the atmosphere in the entire yard suddenly changed.

And at this moment, Liu Nan, who was writing, was also awakened by this sound.

He raised his head in a daze, glanced around, then at Meng Lingchuan who was in a daze, then saw Li Jianxue who had become a log, Huang Mengzhou who was already dumbfounded, and Yuan Xingcan who was confused and angry. Lin Hai.

"Uh, what's the situation?"

At this moment, Liu Nan stopped writing, as if he couldn't continue writing, and seemed to have been interrupted from inspiration.

After muttering this sentence, Liu Nan looked down at the rice paper in front of him.

He wanted to continue writing, but found that he couldn't write any more.

"Oh, suddenly I can't write any more!"

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately caused an uproar
.And nine years later, Yuan Xingcan suddenly slapped himself twice in the Liunan courtyard in Qingshi Town.

"Yes, your two slaps, I think it's still light."

As a woman, Xue Jianjia is also the president of a literary publishing house. At this moment, no one hates Yuan Xingcan more than her nine years ago.

Seriously, if Yuan Xingcan wasn't her friend, she really wanted to beat this bitch to death.

There is no way, this Fu is obviously not finished, but this thing of inspiration, if it is interrupted, it is interrupted, and it is impossible to connect it.

It can be said that Yuan Xingcan interrupted a gift from Heaven.

But even so, this poem of seeing snow has become the number one beauty poem in ancient and modern times.

If Yuan Xingcan hadn't interrupted Liu Nan, what would this Fu be like in the end?
No one knows about this, and it is not clear, because no one can renew this first poem of seeing snow.

And Yuan Xingcan himself was annoyed for nine years.

He didn't know why, it was such a coincidence that day, he interrupted Liu Nan directly in the past.

If it was possible, Yuan Xingcan would have broken his leg and couldn't go out on this day.

Li Jianxue patted Yuan Xingcan on the shoulder: "Xingcan, don't think too much, Anan never blamed you.

This thing has nothing to do with you, you don't have to be like this.

Sister Jianjia, you are too. Xingcan has regretted it for so many years, and you still say what he is doing. "

After finishing speaking, Li Jianxue gave Xue Jianjia a slight look.

"Well, Jianxue, you don't say anything, and neither do I.

I just feel that it's a pity. When I first saw this Fu, I fell in love with it immediately.

It's a pity that there is only half of the song, which is the biggest regret. "

"Yeah, it's a pity, but I also think that maybe God can't stand it anymore, so I deliberately arranged it like this.

I think this half of the first Fu can be called the first beauty Fu of all ages. What do you think will happen if you write it all down?
Let's put it this way, just watch, tonight's first meeting with Xue Fu, which will appear on the Dahan public platform for the first time, will hit countless people. "

He Hongzhang also said something along the way, which can be regarded as comforting Yuan Xingcan.

And just as He Hongzhang said, the entire big man tonight was affected.

Whether it is ordinary people or literati or something.

Tonight, when I saw this Xue Fu for the first time, I was completely dumbfounded.

As the top literary master in the country, Zhang Fengyue is also lost at this moment.

He turned on the computer, found the tribe, and finally clicked on his tribe room number.

But when he looked at the editing page, he didn't move for a long time, as if he was stupid.

"I have a lot to share, such as the rhythm of this fu, the words used, and the concept.

But why, when I really intend to write, I can't come up with a single word?

Now, in my mind, everything is slender and complacent, shortened and fit.

If the shoulders are cut, the waist is like a plain.

Extend the neck and show the item, and the quality is exposed.

Fang Ze without adding, lead Hua Fu Yu.

The cloud bun is tall, and the eyebrows are repaired.

Dan's lips are bright on the outside, and his teeth are fresh on the inside.

Bright eyes are good at favor, and Su Fu is right.

Gorgeous and elegant, graceful and leisurely.

Tenderness and graceful language.

Fantastic service, the bone statue should be pictured.

Except for these, everything else in my mind disappeared.

At this moment, knowing the beauty appeared in my mind and occupied all my thoughts! ! "

With a sigh, he finally turned off his computer page, then walked out of the house and went to the yard to smoke a cigarette.

"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, am I not even qualified to interpret it?

Liu Nan, Liu Nan, what kind of person are you?

Why are you able to write such a beautiful poem?Why! ! "

With a bitter smile, Zhang Fengyue took out her mobile phone and called her friend, who was Gu Qing.

"Gu Qing, you..."

"Hahahaha, it's all fake, there is no Xuexue Fu at all, I'm hallucinating.

Zhang Fengyue, are you right, this one tonight is fake. "

Hearing Gu Qing's crazy tone, Zhang Fengyue became anxious.

"How about you, Gu Qing?"

Gu Qing on the other side of the phone fell silent, and then there was the sound of retching.

"Woooooo Zhang Fengyue, do you know how it feels when the thing you are most proud of becomes worthless one day?
Hehehe I know now, I finally know.

After the appearance of the song Jian Xue Fu, all my previous pride has become the mud of the stinking ditch, you know?
After I finish reading this poem of Seeing Xue, I will look at my paintings again. All I can think of are the eight words Pian Ruo Jing, Hong Wan Ruo Yu Long.

But in my own paintings, in my eyes, those beautiful and dignified ladies in the past have turned into ugly devils one after another.Zhang Fengyue, my pride is gone! "

With a loud cry, Zhang Fengyue heard someone exclaiming.

"Gu Qing, what's the matter with you, what's the situation?"

"Hurry up and call the ambulance, Gu Qing, you are fine!"

Zhang Fengyue put down her phone silently, not knowing what she was thinking.

……

Du Yuanming was walking on the road in a daze, suddenly staggered, he fell down, but he didn't feel anything, just stood up and continued walking.

The whole person is like a walking dead.

"Its shape is also: light as if startled, graceful as a dragon, hehehe, light as if startled, graceful as a dragon! Is this the real Liu Nan?

Is this his true talent?Hahaha... It's ridiculous, I shouldn't be watching this live broadcast tonight.

After watching it, my energy was gone. "

While talking, Du Yuanming staggered, like a madman.

……

Ye Weidao, this is the third glass of wine he drank, and Gu Qing has already been sent to the hospital.

At this moment, he was sitting in the courtyard of his home, not knowing what to do for a while.

As soon as I close my eyes, it is this poem of seeing snow.Nothing could enter his mind but this.

At this moment, Ye Weidao really realized for the first time why there is such a word as jealousy.

Tonight, he knew for the first time that his talent could be so high, and it was also the first time he knew that the beauty Fu could be written to this level.

Nothing to say, nothing to say.

"Half a poem on beauty can overwhelm a man for 3000 years."

……

How should Cui Ying say, she has been expressing that she likes this Liu Nan.

I did have this thought before, but it wasn't too serious.

After all, no matter how much you like him, Liu Nan is also a dead person.

Although I like it, it is just a spiritual sustenance.Until tonight, her mind finally changed.

Cui Ying and her friends are watching the live broadcast tonight.

It can be said that at this moment, the place is completely quiet.

Seeing Xue Fu really made no sound here.

Whether it is Cui Ying's suitor, or her best friend, etc., they are all staring blankly at the projection at the moment.
. "I...I...I don't know how to say it, I just want to say that this Li Jianxue is really too enviable.

If someone could write me such a fu, even if I could serve him as a maid, serving tea and water to warm the bed, I would be willing. "

Suddenly, a girl with a delicate face stared at the live broadcast room bewilderedly. Liu Nan, who was a little sick nine years ago, said so.

It's been so long and finally someone has spoken.

Then, the small group seemed to be awakened.A man with a handsome smile looked at Liu Nan in the live broadcast room and smiled wryly.

He is a direct member of the Zheng family, which is also a remarkable family.

But today, he was completely convinced by Liu Nan.

The family intends to marry the Cui family, and Cui Ying is the best choice.

So, recently, he has been here.

At the beginning, he was very disdainful of Cui Ying's expression of falling in love with a dead person, and felt that it was Cui Ying who was too rebellious, so he said such things.

But today, Zheng Han seemed to understand Cui Ying.

Because this dead person, he is Liu Nan, does Liu Nan, the Poet Fairy, know?

So, what is impossible to be liked?
However, no matter how you look at it, it feels incredible.

And this poem of seeing Xue also made Zheng Han really see the beauty.

Although this Fu is written by Li Jianxue, in the final analysis, this Fu is still the goddess in your mind.

At this moment, Zheng Han suddenly realized that it was really meaningless for him to marry according to the family's wishes.

"Why should I follow the wishes of the family?
Can't I just find a goddess I really like?

I also want to find the girl who belongs to me, who is as graceful as a dragon and as graceful as a dragon. "

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