Chapter 64
"My name is Meng Lingchuan, and I think I'm talented.

Or I'm actually very proud, because I feel that I am proud, because I graduated from Dahan No. [-] Liberal Arts Academy.

However, I encountered one of the biggest obstacles in my life.In other words, the peak that I have never been able to climb in my life. "

These words are the voice of Meng Lingchuan when he was young at this very moment.

He foolishly held the rice paper worth a few dollars, and looked at the poem foolishly.

Looking at this piece of paper, the aura and talent of exiled immortals overflowed.

This song will enter the wine, and it really has beaten the poetry circles of the Han Dynasty for countless years.

At this moment, Meng Lingchuan can say with certainty that he has never seen a poem that can surpass this poem, even if it has been repeated several times for thousands of years.

At this moment, he casually said, are you human surnamed Liu?
This song will enter the wine, and at this moment, it will be a god.Liu Nan is a god at this moment.

The wind moves with the clouds, the brush moves with the heart, and the cursive script that moves with inaction, makes this poem full of charm.

At this moment, even the audience in the live broadcast room, who had already been psychologically prepared, looked at the piece of paper in the camera in shock.

This manuscript only appeared during the Dahan Guotai Spring Festival Gala.

At this time, this manuscript is called a treasure.

Today, this manuscript has been lent to the Dahan Museum by the Yellow Crane Tower, and it is placed in the most important place of the museum.

Whether it is genuine or not, in fact, only a few people will know.

Anyway, there have been countless calligraphers, poets, and literary people who wanted to borrow this manuscript but were unable to.

Among them, Du Yuanming was included.

Even if he is the president of the Ancient Poetry Association, he doesn't have this face.

Today, he finally completed a life regret.Today, he finally saw the birth of this song "Jiangjinjiu".

"I'm going to drink, don't stop drinking, let's play a song with Junge, please listen to me.

This poem is really a complete poem!
Liu Nan, Liu Nan, you... why did you disappear?

If possible, I really want to talk with you for three days and three nights. "

……

Sun Zhenghao was also dumbfounded, watching the video, Liu Nan staggering, watching him dancing in the Jingge drunk.

At this moment, Sun Zhenghao's originally firm heart was shaken a little.

"Back then, did we people do something wrong?
Perhaps, Liu Nan himself is a banished immortal, and he can't be restrained by the rules of the world at all!
If he has been around, then Tianyin is probably..."

Thinking of this, Sun Zhenghao couldn't think anymore.

……

Ten Mile Lotus Pavilion, as a top scenic spot in China, is picturesque.

In front of He Hongzhang was a bottle of peach blossom wine, 18 years of peach blossom wine.

On a stone table, there were two quilts, a plate of cold pig ears, a plate of peanuts, and a few persimmon cakes.

"Ah Nan, your favorite stuffed peach blossoms and persimmon cakes are all here.

Even if you leave, I will have a drink with you tonight.Your instructions, I congratulate someone for helping you complete it temporarily.

Jianxue sister is no longer looking for death or life, she has something to do every day, and she wants to avenge you.

You, you, why did you leave?

Tonight, the live broadcast about you came to a very important place.

I think after tomorrow, you won't be a singer anymore.

You will be a banished fairy, a banished fairy from heaven and earth.

Those who dealt with you back then will repent one after another.

I know you don't care, or you don't think of the ban back then.

"

After finishing speaking, He Hongzhang poured himself a glass of wine and a glass of peach blossom stuffing.

"It's a pity, if only I had known you earlier!"

After finishing speaking, He Hongzhang drank the glass of wine in one gulp, and then watched the live broadcast, Liu Nan and the others.

……

Huang Mengzhou is now close to 40 years old, and he is middle-aged.

At this moment, he looked at himself ten years ago in the live broadcast room, and couldn't help but smile.

Looking at Liu Nan who was drunk, Meng Lingchuan who was stunned, Lin Hai who was anxious, and himself who was stupid.

At this moment, he missed it very much.

"Heaven, my family members, I saw a fairy."

"A poem, written with all the talents in the world."

"Talents in the world share one stone, Liu Nan monopolizes eight, and the rest share two."

"Jiangjinjiu, it really is Jiangjinjiu. This poem is my favorite all the time.

This is the best poem in the world, this poem made me see what is called talent. "

"I've been thinking, how did you write Jiang Jinjiu?

Unexpectedly, this poem was created in such a way. "

"I'm so envious of Chairman Meng and Mr. Huang. How nice it would be if I were there?"

"Everyone, let's make a bet, shall we? I think these videos of Liu Nan Shixian will definitely be permanently collected by our Dahan country in the future."

"I also agree that these are national treasures and will definitely be collected.

100 years, 500 years, or 1000 years later, people will still watch and watch the video of Shixian creating wine.

What does this belong to?Belonging to the legend into reality. "

"One poem will be drunk, and all poems in the world will bow their heads. The real heaven does not give birth to Liu Nan, and the way of poetry is like a long night."

"I'm already numb, do you understand the excitement just now?

From then on, I am a fan of Liu Nan! "

……

The live broadcast was still going on, even though there was already a lot of noise outside, even if this matter occupied the absolute heat of the night, even if there was a complete sensation outside, it didn't affect the live broadcast.

After finishing the poem "Jiangjinjiu", Liu Nan threw away the brush.

"Hahaha, to be happy in life is to be happy to the fullest, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon.

I am born to be useful, and come back when my wealth is gone.

……

The ancient sages are lonely, but the drinkers leave their names.Old Huang Xiaomeng, let's continue drinking! "

The heroic Liu Nan is very different from his usual appearance at this moment.

However, Lin Hai couldn't bear Liu Nan's cough, so he walked over and took out the medicine to suppress the disease and handed it to Liu Nan.

Seeing this scene, countless people in the live broadcast room felt pain in their hearts.The talent just now, the dancing just now, and the drinking just now made them completely forget that Liu Nan is a patient.

"Stop drinking, go back and rest.

"

As Lin Hai said this, the camera flickered.

However, the scene didn't change immediately, and the camera was adjusted to point at the bright moon in the sky.

After a while, or another moment.

The camera changed and came to the morning of the third day.

It's so fast, it's so unprepared.

There is no way, the original filming was done casually, and some things were not filmed.

From last night, it was the morning of the third day, that is, Meng Lingchuan was about to leave.

"Xiao Meng, where are you planning to go?"

On the riverside, the sun has just risen at this moment.Liu Nan was dressed in white casual clothes, and Huang Mengzhou was also in this place.

Although they haven't known each other for a long time, they have become best friends.

Meng Lingchuan looked at Liu Nan and gave him a hug.

"I plan to go to Yangzhou to have a look, walk around, and inquire about a good traditional Chinese medicine doctor for you.

Don't give up, you can't give up if you still have hope. "

(End of this chapter)

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