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Chapter 65 Wonders of the Poetry World, Liu Nan Closes His Eyes (Comments please)

"Yangzhou?

Are you in Tianqiao Province?
This place is a good place!It's okay to go and have a look, as for my affairs, you don't have to be too deliberate. "

With a backpack on his back, Meng Lingchuan glanced at the cruise ship in front of him, then laughed and punched Liu Nan on the chest.

"You boy, let me tell you, don't die too early, don't die before I find you a miracle doctor.

Also, I'm leaving this morning, you great poet, why don't you give me a farewell poem?I think this can't trouble you, can it? "

……

In the live broadcast room, the audience of more than [-] million felt a little bit in their hearts.

"Here we come, the third poem is here, the third poem of the Yellow Crane Tower, the farewell poem is here."

"Excited, this live broadcast is really interesting. The two poems have really been released."

"Meng Lingchuan, the greatest luck in this life is Liu Nan, who made him famous all over the country. At the same time, it can also make his name last forever."

"No way, this is fate, why the hell am I not so lucky?"

"Well, if someone wrote me such a farewell poem, I would die willingly at once."

"Damn, how can he, Meng Lingchuan, be able to do it? What can a kid of the younger generation do?"

Envy, jealousy, forget about it.

With Liu Nan's "Jiangjinjiu", Liu Nan's poems are automatically upgraded to a higher level!

Although, everyone knows what kind of poem will be born next.

However, at this moment, there are more than a billion people looking at Liu Nan nervously and expectantly, expecting to see him write it out.

Only in this way can one be complete, and only in this way can one be considered satisfied.

Liu Nan laughed hahaha: "I said you, you still want to lie to me with a poem before you leave?"

Meng Lingchuan was angry: "Damn it, you wrote two poems for Fang Skull, no matter what I said yesterday, he didn't agree to give me the manuscript of going to drink.

Now that I'm leaving, you wouldn't be happy to ask you to write me a farewell poem?Liu, what do you mean? "

Liu Nan smiled bitterly: "There is nothing here, what do you want me to write?"

After finishing speaking, Liu Nan stared at Meng Lingchuan dumbfounded, completely speechless.

Don't mention him, so many people in the live broadcast room are also surprised.

"Damn, President Meng, there's something wrong with you doing this. My God, is it really okay for you to do this?"

"Che, if I have the chance, I want to do it too. It's Liu Nan's poem, who wouldn't want it?"

"Do you know that there was a bid of [-] million yuan for the draft of the wine that year, but it's a pity that Mr. Huang didn't sell it."

Live viewer Huang Mengzhou was also nodding in the live broadcast room.

"That's right, there was indeed a boss of a real estate company who offered [-] million yuan.

It's not that I don't sell it, but that this manuscript is not mine at all.

Even now, these two manuscripts have been kept in my Yellow Crane Tower for so long, and I still say that they are not mine.

It's just that Anan put it here and asked me to help keep it.

In the future, I will also write this matter into my will.

These two manuscripts, which will never be sold, were deposited here by Anan.

Even if one day, the Yellow Crane Tower closes down, these two manuscripts cannot be sold. "

Huang Mengzhou's words stunned everyone in the studio.Didn't expect Huang Mengzhou to say that.

At the same time, I was also moved by the friendship between Huang Mengzhou and Liu Nan.

These two manuscripts, not to mention too much now, have an asking price of [-] million yuan, and there must be countless people rushing to get them.

For such a great value, Huang Mengzhou didn't mean to be greedy at all.

"Boss Huang is very generous."

"The friendship between the two is priceless!"

"It's amazing, but we also want to walk the talk.

If so, I will go to the Yellow Crane Tower twice a year.Not for anything else, just to witness this friendship. "

……

Speaking again, Liu Nan looked at Meng Lingchuan in astonishment.

Not to mention Liu Nan, even Lin Hai and Huang Mengzhou were very surprised at the moment.

"I'll go, Meng Dayan'er, when did you prepare these?"

Meng Lingchuan chuckled: "I prepared it yesterday, just for this morning.

Your square head got two manuscripts, and I want black coal to write me a poem.

Look carefully, I am not the broken pen, ink and paper in your head.

Seriously, if you give those craps of yours to Ah Nan, you are really ruining his poems.

In the future, are you ready to know the best pen, ink, paper and inkstone? "

Huang Mengzhou was also a little embarrassed. Indeed, the pen, ink and paper he bought were very rubbish.

Liu Nan looked at Meng Lingchuan who had already made it, and smiled without objecting.

"In that case, I'll give you a song!"

After speaking, Liu Nan picked up the brush again under the gaze of [-] million people.

Then, he closed his eyes and meditated.

"Families, to be honest, what I am most afraid of now is seeing Mr. Liu Nan close his eyes.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he stopped talking, and there must be shocking works coming out. "

"Don't talk about you, I am the same! Every time he closes his eyes, there is no doubt that there must be a good work.

Seriously, it scares me to death.His will be drinking, I haven't recovered yet! "

Not to mention ordinary people like them, even the big names in the poetry and literary circles are now afraid that Liu Nan will close his eyes.

As long as Liu Nan closes his eyes and meditates, there will definitely be great works published.

"Such aura, as a poet, I am so envious that it drives me crazy!"

At this moment, Du Yuanming couldn't help but sighed and said.

Let alone him, who doesn't envy this dead man?
While discussing in the live broadcast room, Liu Nan suddenly opened his eyes.

Afterwards, a few large characters appeared on the paper.

This good brush and ink make the writing different!

"Yellow Crane Tower sent Meng Lingchuan to Yangzhou?"

Seeing this name, the young Meng Lingchuan was overjoyed.

Meng Lingchuan was particularly happy with the title of the poem.

Because once it is written like this, one thing is doomed, he, Meng Lingchuan, will be bound to this poem in the future.

Good guy, just looking at it makes people feel ecstatic, doesn't it?

"Damn, I'm going crazy, what's the reason?"

"It's really this poem, although I expected it, why am I so jealous?

Damn it, seeing Meng Lingchuan receive this poem is even more painful than losing money myself. "

"Stop it, how would you like to write this poem for me?"

It's a pity that Liu Nan really won't write to others.

"The old man left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and went to Yangzhou under the moon of fireworks.

The lonely sail is far away, the blue sky is gone, only the Yellow River flows in the sky. "

Meng Lingchuan stared blankly at the poem and read it.

At this moment, he couldn't help raising his head to look at the river, the world, and finally Liu Nan.

"Heitian, you are my god, the eternal god in my heart, do you know that?
Do you know how amazing you are?
From then on, I, Meng Lingchuan, am willing to admit that you are someone I will never be able to catch up with. "

(End of this chapter)