Live black all over the Internet: After death, you make me a legend

Chapter 195 The Lianhua Pavilion is a place where the gods drink wine and worship the immortals.

"Everyone, here comes my first poem."

"Don't be too busy, everyone, don't worry, Anan, you too."

Liu Nan's first poem was about to appear, but He Hongzhang stopped it immediately.

Liu Nan was also taken aback: "Why, Lao He, are you going to admit defeat directly? That's fine, you can just drink."

"I said flat nose, what are you doing?"

He Hongzhang smiled: "Everyone, don't be too busy, I have prepared pens, inks, papers and inkstones here, and our interesting poetry fight today may become a literati event in the future.

So, today's poems and songs are all recorded, don't you think so? ? "

As soon as this remark came out, the rest of the people felt inexplicably interesting.

"Since that's the case, then I will serve you with pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

After hearing Liu Nan's words, He Hongzhang laughed.

"It's been planned a long time ago, I'll let you know right away."

Soon, the camera flashed, and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone had been placed on the stone table behind.

"Good guy, white jade brush, lotus ink, peach blossom mirror, and this Duan inkstone?? Niu Laohe, you have a lot of good things here?"

Looking at this set of pens, inks, papers and inkstones in amazement, Meng Lingchuan couldn't help saying.

"That's a must, brothers are here, I congratulate someone, naturally I want to entertain you with the best things.

Pen, ink, paper and inkstone are all in place now, Anan, you can start. "

Hearing this, Liu Nan drank the Dukang wine in one gulp, and then stood up and walked over, but at this moment Xue Jianjia suddenly stood up.

"It is said that Hongxiu Tianxiang reads at night, today I will help Anan study ink."

After finishing speaking, Xue Jianjia directly started to study ink, and Liu Nan was not polite, just picked up this white jade pen and started.

After a little thought, Liu Nan waved his hand directly, and the amazing thin gold characters appeared.

"Wangshu fine wine and tulips, jade bowl filled with amber light.

But to make the host drunk, I don't know where is another land. "

This fine wine from Wangshu exudes the fragrance of tulips.

Blooming out, exudes the luster of amber.

As long as the master can accompany me to get drunk, it doesn't matter where it is.

A poem appeared, this poem called "Staying a Guest", made the lotus fall quiet at this moment.

At this moment, He Hongzhang and the others could only hear Xue Jianjia's clear and sweet voice.

Xue Jianjia's voice, with some royal sister's voice, makes people feel like they are in the scene.

And this poem, after she recited it, seemed to pull everyone into a fantasy.

In the illusion, everyone drinks and chats together, even strangers can become best friends.

At this moment, Xue Jianjia herself was obsessed with looking at the poem and the manuscript in front of her.

Looking at the golden and stone-like handwriting on it, it looks like elves one by one.

Words are beautiful, poetry is even more beautiful.

This poem, at first glance, is the existence of ancient quatrains.

Especially the last two sentences, but it makes the host drunk, not knowing where is another land.

This sentence made the wine above stand out even more.At this moment, this poem directly suppressed the audience
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In the live broadcast room, the barrage at this moment is like the water of a big river coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning.

"Sure enough, this is Master Shixian, as expected, this is him, this is him.

This poem made me, a person who doesn't like drinking, couldn't help shouting at this moment, the boss serves the wine.

But to make the host drunk, I don't know where is another land!

Such a beautiful sentence, I would like to ask, why can’t I write such a poem because I also learned Chinese? "

"Oh my god, such a poetic lord, how can I not like you??
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……

Yellow Crane Tower, tonight's Yellow Crane Tower is already full.

Moreover, today's Yellow Crane Tower is particularly interesting.

Whether it is inside the box or outside the hall, there are live projections from the pen station.

For this, people who come here to eat basically like it, and they all come because of this.

Because the rise of poet Liu Nan started from the Yellow Crane Tower.

It can be said that no matter how many years have passed in the future, if you want to study Liu Nan, the poet fairy, you must start from the Yellow Crane Tower.

Because here are the three poems of the Yellow Crane Tower, because this is where the dream begins.

Today, the Yellow Crane Tower has become a place where countless fans of Shixian must check in.

If you don't come to the Yellow Crane Tower once, you are not a real fan of Shixian.

And tonight, the Yellow Crane Tower is full of projections about the live broadcast of the pen station.

And these diners are basically here for this.

At this moment, after watching Shixian's "Staying a Guest", the lobby of the Yellow Crane Tower suddenly became quiet.

Not long after that, suddenly a person slapped the table and stood up.

"Waiter, give us a few bottles of wine for this table.

Watching poets make poems, if there is no wine, it is a waste of money.

Dukang wine, we also want to drink this wine.Tonight, we just watched Shixian come to him without getting drunk. "

"That's right, this brother is right. If you don't drink tonight, you will be sorry for the live broadcast. Give us a bottle of Dukang.

Tonight, let's use Shixian's wine as an appetizer.

Although I can't write poetry, it doesn't stop me from liking Shixian's poems. "

……

In the box on the second floor, Zhizhou from Baiyang City is also here.

As the magistrate of Baiyang City, during his tenure, Baiyang City has become the focus of the whole country, because he created a national top scenic spot, the Yellow Crane Tower.

Therefore, it was time for him to take two steps up.

And tonight, he also came to the Yellow Crane Tower in person, watching the live projection in the box.

At this moment, when he saw Liu Nan's song "Staying a Guest", he also froze for a moment.

"It's a good looking wine tulip, and the jade bowl is filled with amber light.

But so that the owner can be drunk, I don't know where it is.

This is the poet, this is his poetry, this is his light!

I am a big man, how lucky I am to have this existence.

I finally understand why the ancients worshiped literati so much!
If I meet Shixian, I would be willing to take off his shoes.Because he deserves it, because it's an honor too. "

Thinking of this, the Zhizhou suddenly laughed heartily.

"Give me wine, serve Dukang wine, I will also watch the live broadcast tonight and I will not get drunk."

At this moment, the entire Yellow Crane Tower was in a state of excitement.

The loudest voice is the waiter serving wine, Dukang wine.

And the same is true here at the Plum Blossom Pavilion.

Tonight's Plum Blossom Pavilion and Huxin Pavilion were taken down by a group of literati.These people are also very famous literati.

Tonight, they are also watching the live broadcast here at the Huxin Pavilion.At this moment, a middle-aged man with a beard suddenly slapped the table and applauded loudly.

"Okay, what a great poem! In this song "Liu Ke", I only saw the indescribable talent.

There is this poem tonight, and it has already become clear.Ladies and gentlemen, we respect poetry immortals. "

"Respect the Poetry Immortal!!"

……

At this moment, Xue Jianjia finally came back to her senses, she raised her head and glanced at Liu Nan.

At this moment, her peach blossom eyes were already somewhat blurred.

what did she see?
What kind of person did she meet?
Such a wonderful poem was born here?

There is no preparation, no defense at all.

"A'nan, you're going too far, let's play for a while, but when you make a move, it's Wang Zha, what do you want me to do??"

He Hongzhang smiled wryly, and couldn't help but said.

At this moment, he really wanted to slap himself, God, didn't I make myself uncomfortable?
Liu Nan wrote such a poem, how could he accept it?
"Damn it, I'm fucking convinced of your black coal.

Tell me about you, everything must follow this law of energy conservation.

Your talent should be the same, right?
Black Coal, why has it been so long, you seem like there is no end to it? ? "

Lin Hai was unhappy: "You Meng Dayan knows a lot about balls, do you think everyone is the same as you?

Your talent is like a bowl, no matter how you press it, it will only be as big as a bowl.

My family's Anan's, it's rivers and seas, no matter how much you smoke, you can't finish it, you know? ? "

Tell me, don't these words hurt your heart?
At this moment, Meng Lingchuan was really pierced by Lin Hai's damn heart, and he said that he has no temper at all!
"Okay, Mrs. Hai, you can protect him, Black Coal!
I won't tell you anymore, what's the situation with you, Lao He?
Don't be cowardly, you go write too, damn it, don't lose to Black Coal, or I will look down on you for the rest of my life. "

For Meng Lingchuan, He Hongzhang's star halo was shattered at this moment.

I originally thought that Meng Lingchuan, the outstanding poet of the new generation of Han Dynasty, would be very different.Marriage is so fucking different because it goes in the opposite direction.

"Come here if you have the ability, you catch this poem, why don't I kneel beside you today and pour you wine, why don't you?"

Meng Lingchuan raised his eyebrows, then turned his head as if he didn't know anything.

"Brother He, can you do it? If you can't, have a drink!!"

He Hongzhang smiled wryly, and then he picked up the wine glass directly.

"Don't talk about it, I drank this glass of wine, so I can admit defeat."

What can he do with such a poem if he does not admit defeat? ?

At this moment, Liu Nan became interested directly. After returning, he ate a mouthful of meat and drank a mouthful of wine while standing up.

"Come, come, I, Liu, am happy today, I finished writing.

Now, whoever comes over the second, I will let you call Dad today. "

Good guy, Meng Lingchuan would not agree to what he said.

"Let me come, you black coal, are you really amazing? Today, I will let you know what is bullshit."

Liu Nan smiled: "Meng Dayan, are you really drifting away?
Alright, today I will give you this chance to challenge me and give you a chance to lose. "

Meng Lingchuan was furious: "Okay, you look down on me so much, don't you?
This time, I must let you know why the flowers are so red
.This time, I want to compare modern poetry with you, the title is love! "

"Cut... you big-eyed Meng, I thought you were so good? But you are doing modern poetry??"

At this moment, Huang Mengzhou laughed and said.

"Fang Head, what sarcastic words are you talking about? Come here if you have the ability?
If you don't come, don't beep.

This time I came first and listened to the black coal.

You are a white cloud in the sky,
Inadvertently you are projected on the tip of my heart
don't be surprised,

No need to rejoice

It disappeared in an instant.

You and I meet on the night sea,
You fly north, I fly south.

You suddenly looked down at me,
I looked up to meet your gaze,
The mutual light at this rendezvous!

Just love each other once. "

How should I put this modern poem, it is indeed love, the kind of love that cannot be loved is described, and it is also about desperate love.

This kind of love is very modern poetry.

This poem can be regarded as a masterpiece of Meng Lingchuan's poems.

And Meng Lingchuan did not live up to his reputation.Liu Nan put his arms around Meng Lingchuan and thumped his chest.

"Meng Big Eye, be honest, do you have a girl you like?
This poem of yours seems to come from a feeling.Is it because the other party's family disagrees? ?Hehehe, I guess so. "

Meng Lingchuan's face turned red all of a sudden, and then he looked at Liu Nan angrily.

"Go away, Black Coal, we are competing, can you be more serious?

You don't care what I do, hurry up and do your thing.Let me tell you, if it doesn't work, just admit defeat and drink. "

Meng Lingchuan looked like this, not to mention Liu Nan and his group, even the audience in the live broadcast room could see it.

This Meng Lingchuan is indeed in love, or has someone he likes.Otherwise, it wouldn't be like this.

"I lost it, he was in a hurry, he was in a hurry, hahaha, he was in a hurry, everyone, come and see, Chairman Meng is getting angry from embarrassment."

"Hey hey, I'm dying of laughter, does President Meng still have such a time?"

"By the way, who is the person President Meng likes?"

"I don't know, are these two together?"

Meng Lingchuan looked at himself nine years ago, and finally couldn't help laughing.

"Hey, I knew what a fart at that time. If I thought it looked good, I fell in love with it! Forget it, don't think about it."

……

Liu Nan chuckled: "Okay, since you're like this, then I won't be polite!
What you just wrote is love, and I feel pretty good, much better than when you and I first met.

It's going to be fine, brother Nan, I'm coming.

How to make you meet me

At my most beautiful moment

For this—

I have prayed to the Buddha for 500 years
Beg it to make us a bond

Buddha then turned me into a tree
Grow by the road you must pass by
Full of flowers under the sun cautiously

Blossoming is the hope of my past life
Please listen carefully as you approach
That trembling leaf is my passion of waiting
And when you finally pass by ignoring
Fell on the ground behind you
Friends, those are not petals
It is my withered heart.How about this poem? "

At this moment, Xue Jianjia suddenly turned his head and looked at Liu Nan, something unspeakable suddenly appeared in his eyes.

As a woman, especially a woman like Xue Jianjia, she has the strong heart of a strong woman, and also has the sentimentality of a literary young woman.

For wit, such a woman has no resistance.

At this moment, she really fell in love with this modern poem by Liu Nan.

"I have prayed to the Buddha for 500 years

Beg it to make us a bond

Buddha then turned me into a tree
grow along the way you must pass.

What a beautiful, beautiful poem, what a romantic and affectionate poem.

500 years before the Buddha, look back on the mortal world.

What kind of girl deserves such affection?

If I am lucky enough to meet, I will definitely open my hands and hug this tree. "

While talking, Xue Jianjia actually shed tears.And Liu Nan's modern poems are really deceiving girls' tears.

Not many girls can withstand such affection.

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