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

Chapter 237

"Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely. I say that autumn is better than spring."

The first sentence came out, and as soon as this sentence came out, it directly established the tone of the poem.

Since ancient times, poets and poets have lamented the depression, desolation and emptiness of autumn.But I say autumn is far better than spring.

At this moment, this line of poem seemed to be telling something, and at this moment, Tianran lived in the box on the roof, and everything became quiet.

Yu Zhenxing's chubby face suddenly became serious.

Ma Feihong, who was beating his hands with a fan, also stopped at this moment.

Xie Yusheng, who was holding a pen and thinking about how to create, didn't care about the ink falling on the paper at this moment. He turned his head and looked at Zheng Yangnian who was reciting.

At this moment, Zheng Yangnian didn't care about these at all, so he immediately started the second sentence.

"A crane rowing above the clouds in a clear sky will bring poetry to the blue sky."

The sky is crisp and clear in autumn.A crane soars straight into the sky and pushes away the stratus clouds, which also inspires my poetic feeling to fly to the clear sky.

What a good sentence, this sentence is so damn good, this is an ancient quatrain, this is a sentence that soars to the sky!

At this moment, Zheng Yangnian, a poet, only felt a rush of heat gushing out.

At this moment, his heart finally surrendered.This is indeed the author of the Three Poems of the Yellow Crane Tower, this is the poet who wrote the wine that will enter the wine!

"The mountains and rivers are clear and the night is frosty, and the trees are dark red and light yellow."

Autumn is here, the mountains are bright and the water is clear, and there are already frosts at night; the leaves turn from green to yellow, but a few of them are red, which is particularly conspicuous in the light yellow;
"Trying to go to a high-rise building is so clear to the bone, it's like a spring that makes people crazy."

Climb to the tall building and look around at the clear autumn; it won't drive people crazy like the spring scenery.

At this moment, everyone became quiet, immersed in this poem, and conquered by it.

This poem is full of heroism, that kind of innate boldness.

This poem can be said to be one of the best in autumn!

After Zheng Yangnian finished reading this poem, he still hadn't come out and was still immersed in the poem. He stared at the work in his hand in a daze.

And at this time, in the camera, the pen in Xie Yusheng's hand fell on the paper.

He is a gifted scholar and heir to the family of poems and books.

He can naturally appreciate the quality of the poems. It can be said that at this moment, the poem directly stunned him.

He suddenly discovered today that someone out there wrote a poem that was comparable to his lifetime?

"In my life, if I can write such a poem, I think I will have no regrets.

What a sad and lonely autumn since ancient times. I say that autumn is better than spring.This is poetry, this is the work of autumn. "

At this moment, Liu Nan suppressed all dissatisfaction with a poem.

At this moment, the audience in the live broadcast room also became excited.

"This piece of work can be called a representative of my Hanqiu poems.

A crane rowing above the clouds in a clear sky draws the poetic sentiment to the blue sky, which can be called a quatrain through the ages.

Such a poem makes people feel extraordinarily heroic.Sure enough, as expected of a gentleman, he can be called a poet. "

"As expected of Mr., this poem made me fall in love with autumn.

From then on, who would dare to speak autumn in front of Mr. "

"Are these young people dumbfounded? Hahahaha..."

"Awesome, this is Mr. Liu Nan, he doesn't write poems in his live broadcast, he is sorry for us, isn't he?"

"Damn it, why do I like this man so much? But I'm a man!"

"Are you fucking poisonous?"

In the live broadcast room, it was extremely lively, and at this moment, in the video, some people also came to their senses.

Zheng Yangnian put down the song "Chunjianglou Qiuci", he let out a breath, and then started applauding.

"Mr. Liu Nan, you really deserve it! This poem is not inferior to the Three Poems of the Yellow Crane Tower."

At this moment, while drinking, Meng Lingchuan looked at Liu Nan with a complicated expression.

He knew that as long as Liu Nan wrote, it would be earth-shattering.

And today, there were no accidents, he was used to it.

He even gave Xie Yusheng a sympathetic look.But at this moment, Xie Yusheng sat down on the stool.

"How is it possible? How is this possible? Who is he, how can he write such a work?
I don't believe it, I don't believe it, it must have been prepared in advance, I want to compare it again. "

After finishing speaking, Xie Yusheng stood up immediately.

"I still want to compete with you, do you dare to be named Liu? This time, a different person will ask the question."

Liu Nan glanced at Xie Yusheng with a smile: "No problem, I will give you this chance and let you lose again."

……

"Pfft... Ever since I met Zuo Gongming, my style of painting has become a bit crooked."

"I also think that the husband would not say such pretentious words before. But now, he seems to let go directly."

"Damn it, it's all Zuo Gongming's fault. It's the skin of the melon that made Mr. like this. I still like the gentle and elegant Mr. before."

……

After Xie Yusheng heard Liu Nan's words, he was also furious.

"You... don't think that after you write this autumn poem, you will be in trouble.

I'm not ashamed to say it, and I lose?Hehehe, Old Yu, next you come up with a question. "

At this moment, Yu Zhenxing showed excitement on his chubby face.

"Okay, so this time I'm going to come up with a question. As a person, I like history. For those of us who make porcelain, the first article we learn is history.

Because we need to understand the human history of each dynasty in order to make good porcelain out of paper.

Moreover, we also need to understand the porcelain of each dynasty.

Because porcelain can reflect the prosperity of every dynasty.

Therefore, I wrote the title "Historical Poetry".You can write whatever you want, and I don't have any restrictions, as long as it is about history. "

Yong Shi, this is a very difficult type of word to write!

Who can write about the romance of history and the vicissitudes of life?
Therefore, Yu Zhenxing's question made Xie Yusheng stunned. He didn't expect this kid to come up with such a question?
Let alone him, people in the literary world are frowning a little at the moment.

Let's put it this way, the big man has not had a few good poems about history until now.

At this moment, Ye Weidao looked at Liu Nan with shining eyes.

"I hope Mr. Liu Nan, you can write a good poem about history!"

At this moment, Liu Nan pondered for a moment, then he picked up the jug, and poured the Fengling double steamed wine into his mouth as if he didn't want money.

And Liu Nan's actions also attracted everyone inside at this moment.

Xie Yusheng couldn't help shaking when he saw Liu Nan like this.

No way?
Could it be that this person's inspiration came again?
What the hell do you want to exaggerate?Only Meng Lingchuan and Lin Hai were very calm at the moment.

The rest, including Zheng Yangnian, looked at Liu Nan in surprise at this moment.

"Hahaha, old Meng Momo."

Hearing this, Meng Lingchuan went straight over to help Liu Nan grind the ink.

At this time, Liu Nan picked up the brush directly, and then wrote the first sentence in a fluttering manner.

"Rolling waters of the Yellow River east..."

In this world, is there any kind of poetry that can amaze people's lives as soon as they appear?
No one knows this question, and there is no way to answer it.

But on this night eight years ago, Zheng Yangnian would tell you that there are such poems in this world.

Because he saw it now, a poem that amazed him for the rest of his life after seeing it, a poem about history.

One, a poem that he will never forget for the rest of his life.

The Zheng family, Zheng Yangnian couldn't help but sigh at this moment.

"Grandpa, do you know why I have achieved a lot in these years, but I can always make myself humble?

It is because of the following poem, this poem about history.

He shattered my pride. Every time I want to be proud, I will think of this poem, this poem Linjiang Fairy Rolling Yellow River East Passing Water. "

At this moment, Zheng Yangnian couldn't help but start talking.

And at this moment, they who were eight years ago finally faced this poem.

"The Yellow River is rolling in the east, and the waves have wiped out the heroes. The success or failure of right and wrong is turned around.

Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns. "

Zheng Yangnian's cadence and ups and downs recited the last column of this poem.

The poems about history are generally written about ancient and modern times.But at this moment, Liu Nan's poem made the box quiet, as if the whole box was suspended.

Afterwards, these people all traveled through time and space, and the condensed years came directly to ancient times.

They seem to have seen the big man for thousands of years, and all the heroes in general.

Seeing them in high spirits, watching them point out the country and promote their words, and watching them gallop across the world.

This is the past and present of the Great Han, and this is the history of the Great Han.

This first word, at this moment, every word seems to fly out.

Surrounding them, let them feel the greatness of this word.

At this moment, Yu Zhenxing couldn't help closing his eyes.

"The green hills are still there, how many times is the sunset red!
Yes, the everlasting green mountains exist forever, the spring and autumn sunsets remain forever, only the heroes are left in the world, and only spring flowers and autumn moons are left!

Well, what a poem Linjiang Xian, this is the first time I have heard such a desolate poem. "

"The turbulent Yangtze River flows eastward, and many heroes disappear like flying waves.

What is right and wrong, success and failure, in the end it is all in vain.

Only the green hills still exist, and the sun still rises and sets.

What a poem chanting history, I have never seen it, it is more perfect than this poem.

It's just that I don't know, what will happen to Xia Que? "

At this moment, Ma Feihong couldn't help but speak. At this moment, he looked at the fan in his hand. He was very strong and wanted to make this poem on the fan.

Because he felt that if he used this poem as a fan, he would definitely bring his craft to a new peak!

And Xie Yusheng was already dumbfounded at this moment, this was the second time he had thrown the pen.

He threw the brush on the ground like this, unable to say a word, he just stared blankly at Liu Nan who was drinking, and Zheng Yangnian who was already excited.

At this moment, he knew that he had lost, and he didn't need to read the rest at all. Just this half of the poem could make him lose completely.

At this moment, he covered his head, as if he wanted to reject the poem.

At this moment, the pride of his life was completely battered.

At this moment, he just wanted to ask one question, who is this Liu Nan?

Who is he?
Why does he write so well?

Why is he?
It's a pity that Zheng Yangnian won't understand the panic in his heart. At this moment, Zheng Yangnian only sees the lower part of this poem.

"White-haired fisherman and woodcutter on the river, used to look at the autumn moon and spring breeze.

A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet.How many things in ancient and modern times are all jokes. "

The white-haired hermit by the river has long been accustomed to the changes of the years.

It's rare to meet with friends and enjoy a glass of wine.

How many things throughout the ages have been put into people's talking and laughing.

As soon as Xia Que came out, whether it was the seven people eight years ago or the [-] million viewers eight years later, they were all dumbfounded.

In this poem, they only felt the thick rush of talent and the thickness of ancient and modern history.

The upper column has written a mighty history, but the lower column has turned a corner directly.

At this moment, this poem is like telling a story.

By the river, two people are drinking together.

While drinking, the two commented on the heroes of the era.

Can you say that such a poem is not great?
In particular, a pot of turbid wine is happy to meet, and many things in ancient and modern times are all laughed and talked about.

The kind of free and easy in this sentence, the kind of understatement about history, really reached the pinnacle of comparison.

At this moment, this poem once again let the people in the big man know that Liu Nan is a man of the world.

At this moment, Xie Yusheng suddenly lost his seat, slipped off the stool, and sat down on the ground.

At this moment, he lost his mind, at this moment he lost his composure.

At this moment, a Linjiang Immortal weighed heavily on his shoulder, making him unable to move.

At this moment, Xie Yusheng who was eight years ago felt speechless.

At this moment, the members of the Xie family also looked at the present Xie Yusheng.

Now, eight years later, Xie Yusheng, looking at the eyes of his family members, couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Brother Yu Sheng, I finally understand why you went home in a daze eight years ago, and locked yourself up for several days.

Such a blow is indeed very big for a literati! "

"Brother Yu Sheng, you...really, I can only say that you deserve it, why are you provoking Shi Xian?"

"But don't worry, you won't be ridiculed. On the contrary, you will be famous in history."

The clansmen said one sentence to another, which made Xie Yusheng sigh helplessly.

"All right, everyone, do you really think that this Linjiang Immortal can hit me like this?

Come on, I'm not so vulnerable, okay?Compared to his later work, what is this Linjiang Immortal?
Look at it, the last work is the scariest.

Even Zheng Yangnian lost his composure the night he was hit, and even made a comment about Gai Wannian. "

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Xie family was stunned.

Really, is this too exaggerated?An article covering ten thousand years?

What kind of work is a poem that can receive such an evaluation?

"Really?"

"Just watch it. Tonight's live broadcast is quite long, and you will know it later."

Hearing what Xie Yusheng said, everyone in the Xie family became excited.

Tonight, may I ask Liu Nan, what kind of work did you write?

At this time, the audience in the live broadcast room were still frantically discussing the song Linjiang Immortal Rolling Yellow River East Passing Water.

"Awesome, very awesome, I just want to say, who else?"

"Damn, is there no end to your talent?"

"Damn it, I'm going crazy, what kind of lyrics is this?
Sure enough, the word god is not joking. "

At this moment, if I want to say the most excited, I'm afraid I can only count Li Fengnian.

"Hmph, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

From now on, I will be the best, and my Chunjiang Tower will be the top literati restaurant in Dahan, hahaha!
Mr. Liu Nan, I really love you to death.No, I have to find a way to get this manuscript, even if it is to give away 70.00% of the shares of Chunjiang Building, I am willing.

Book a plane ticket for me right away, and I'm going to see Mrs. Liu tomorrow. "

At this moment, Li Fengnian became excited.

For him, there is nothing more important than this thing at this moment.

"No problem boss, I'll book a ticket right away."

And at this moment, a phone call came suddenly.

"What? I see, I'll tell the boss right away."

After finishing speaking, the secretary looked at Li Fengnian in surprise.

"Boss, the good news is that the couplet written by Shixian back then, in which the guest Shang Tianranju is actually the guest of heaven, has been found.

At the restaurant, Manager Zhao called and said he was looking for the second song. "

Upon hearing the news, Li Fengnian couldn't bear it anymore.

"Immediately, arrange a car and I will go there. And tell Zhao Qizhong that this is his meritorious service. If the Yansuo Pond Willow is found, I will give him 5.00% of the restaurant's shares."

The secretary looked at Li Fengnian in surprise, because the current value of the Chunjiang Building is really too high.

After tonight, the value of Chunjiang Tower will at least increase by ten times.Because Liu Nan wrote his works in this place.At this time, even a 5.00% stake is a huge sum.

"Boss, really give it?"

Li Fengnian nodded: "Really, this Zhao Qizhong has been doing his job for so many years, so he should be rewarded."

The secretary nodded, and immediately arranged for a car to go to Chunjiang Tower.

……

"How about this brother Xie, can this poem catch your eye?"

At this moment, Liu Nan asked drunkenly, with a half-smile, which was very interesting.

But at this moment, Xie Yusheng came back to his senses. He looked at Liu Nan and was completely confused.

"Who the hell are you? You are definitely not a nobody, nobody can write such a thing.

who are you? "

Liu Nan took another sip of wine and hiccupped.

"Who am I?? I'm Liu Nan! How about it, are you convinced? If not, how about we come again?"

At this moment, Xie Yusheng opened his mouth to persuade, but at this moment, someone suddenly coughed.

"That's why he refuses to accept it. He Xie Yusheng still refuses to accept it. Even though he lost now, he still refuses to accept it. I know him, I am his good friend, and I understand what he thinks in his heart."

Hearing this, Xie Yusheng turned his head and looked at his good friend Ma Feihong.

Fuck your sister, is this good friend leaking air?

But at this moment, Ma Feihong suddenly winked.

Afterwards, he hehe smiled.

"Mr. Liu Nan, did you see that, Xie Yusheng didn't say anything, he just refused to accept it.

How about it, is it my turn to ask a question next time? "

At this moment, everyone in the box understood Xie Yusheng's plan.

The audience in the live broadcast room also understood what he meant.

"Good guy, this guy with the surname Ma is a bit interesting, you know the tricks, hahaha..."

"That's right, this person is interesting, and he also knows the works of Mr. Taolu.

Come on, let me continue the routine, sir, I don’t know how much stock is in the stomach, give me a deadly routine.

"

"Hey hey, let me go crazy tonight, let's see enough tonight."

……

At this moment, Zheng Yangnian also understood what Ma Feihong meant, and couldn't help giving a thumbs up. This person is a bit interesting!

At this moment, the people in the box did not speak tacitly, even Lin Hai did not say anything, but was happy to see the result.

"Aren't you convinced? That's fine, let's come up with another question. Tonight I will let you know how to write the word "convinced."

Everyone in the box was happy, only Xie Yusheng was depressed.

Xie Yusheng: You guys are amazing, aren't you lofty?
Let me be the background board, it's fun to be taught a lesson, isn't it?Fuck, I just cracked open.

"Come on, come on, continue if you have the ability, what am I afraid of??"

Ma Feihong became excited, he opened the folding fan, and then walked over.

"Well, I've come up with a question, this time I'm going to drink alone under the moon.

I am a person who likes alcohol, especially when I drink alone at night.

Many times, I want to write those two poems to sigh.

It's a pity, I don't have the talent for poetry, so tonight I want to hear the two laments about drinking alone under the moon. "

Although the words were about two people, at this moment, Ma Feihong's eyes were only on Liu Nan.

In this regard, Xie Yusheng is pitiful.

"I'm dying of laughter, Xie Yusheng has completely become a tool man at this moment, a tool man used to stimulate Mr.

Just now I thought this person was a bit hateful, but at this moment, I suddenly feel that he is quite pitiful, what should I do? "

"Xie Yusheng: You are so lofty, you are amazing, you don't even look at me, right? Damn it, I broke up with you, and I will never love you again in this life."

"Hahaha, if you want to talk dirty, you have to be the netizens, you guys make me laugh to death."

The Xie family, some of Xie Yusheng's peers and juniors, could hardly bear it at this moment.

The viewers in the live broadcast room were really old sows wearing bras, one set after another.

And the elders, at this moment, all laughed.

"Yusheng, I think you are really dead, don't look at the Internet these days, hahaha..."

"That's right, I couldn't bear what I said."

Xie Yusheng gritted his teeth: "Enough is enough, turn off the barrage, these Internet satirists have no literary talents, and there are a lot of sassy talk, what are you watching?"

"Hahaha……"

"Ouch, I really can't help it."

……

Not to mention the joy of the Xie family, at Liu Nan's place at this moment, after hearing the question of drinking alone under the moon, he was taken aback for a moment, then he turned his head and glanced at the sky.

A bright moon, just rising at this moment, looks like a disc in the sky.

Seeing this scene, Liu Nan subconsciously picked up the jug and made a toast to the moon.

This scene makes people watch, and can't help but feel the loneliness in Mr. Liu Nan.

But at this moment, Liu Nan laughed, and then threw away the flagon directly.

"There's no more wine, Zheng Yangnian serves the wine."

Seeing this situation, Zheng Yangnian hurriedly notified the waiter below.

"Serve the wine, the best wine."

Soon, the wine came, and at this time, Liu Nan had picked up the pen again.

After the wine came, Liu Nan drank it in one gulp, and then started his drunken singing.

At this moment, everyone gathered around, wanting to appreciate Liu Nan's work immediately.

On the rice paper, Liu Nan's wild grass soon appeared.

"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date."

(End of this chapter)