I write novels to become a saint

Chapter 10 This Is the Charm of Fiction
When Li Changce walked into the classroom, he saw such a scene.

He was a little surprised, why these guys have changed their sex today, and they are all so quiet.

But this is also a good thing, and the poem Chen Ruikang presented to him before the morning class made him feel relieved.

Last time, the little poet Jiang Yushan was also a student of Tao Li Academy, but he was not his student. This time, there finally appeared a seedling with the hope of being included in the anthology, and he was still his student. Of course he was happy.

Retaining a reputation has always been a literati's romance, and in this world where talent can be endorsed by other literati, fame is even more important.

Think about it, if Chen Ruikang's poems were published in "Collected Works" and he became famous, would his fans pay attention to his teacher?

In this way, if he publishes poems and articles, those who follow him will receive a notification from the Palace of Literature. Regardless of the quality of his articles, at least they will not lack popularity.

And with the name of the poet teacher of "Collected Works", as long as the quality is not too bad, it will be less difficult to win the praise.

If there are enough wow-wows, they might even make it to the "Book Sea" list.

Although "Book Sea" and "Anthology" are two independent literature journals, the ranking of "Book Sea" will also affect the selection of "Anthology". If your ranking is high enough, as long as the quality is not too bad, maybe it is true Some have the possibility of being published in "Collected Works".

Thinking of the "Book Sea" list, he suddenly thought of the two articles that had made rapid progress on the list recently, and his joyful mood just now turned serious.

"Such a sensationalist article can be listed on the "Book Sea" list, it really is a decline in the world, and people's hearts are not old!"

Shaking his head and sighing, he started today's lesson.

At the same time, in Wangchuan, Lantian County, Wang Wei, who was making tea, suddenly felt a slight vibration in Wen Palace.

He poured a cup of new tea in a leisurely manner, took a sip, and let the tea soup linger in his mouth. Then he lay down on the bamboo chair and immersed himself in the Wen Palace. After seeing the article that caused the Wen Palace to vibrate, he clicked After paying attention and reminding, Wengong will have a special reminder.

"Exiled immortals descend to earth, travel across thousands of mountains, poetry, wine, moonlight, let the kings have fun"

"Ok?"

"Didn't you agree to write about me? Why did you suddenly change people?"

Just from the title, Wang Wei guessed who it was written about, but he couldn't tell what mood he was in right now, but he clicked in decisively.

[Moonlight is still the moonlight of a teenager, Kyushu Yishi is still Li Bai's frost]

Chang Gu, Li He couldn't help feeling a little pantothenic when he read this freshly published article.

This first sentence is in sharp contrast with the previous article. If the previous article was interesting, then the first sentence of this opening sentence is quite a bit like "Who on the riverside sees the moon for the first time? When is the moon in the river at the beginning of the year?" According to people. There are endless generations of life, and the taste of Jiang Yue looks similar year after year.

Not to mention a genius and a banished immortal, the gap is even more obvious.

However, he also knew that although he was also a semi-saint, he was confident that his literary talents would not be inferior to that madman, but in terms of flirtatious and frivolous, he was indeed slightly inferior, and he was not really unconvinced.

[Recite Liujia at the age of five, read hundreds of schools at the age of ten, read strange books at the age of fifteen, and write Fu Ling Xiangru. 】

[Reading is too simple for Li Bai, so he spends more time practicing swords, searching for immortals, collecting herbs, and asking questions. Maybe he really believed what his mother told him when he was a child—he is Taibai. Venus descends! 】

[So his ultimate goal has always been to become an immortal, and strive to return to the immortal world as soon as possible, and the second is to govern the country and the world, and become the emperor's teacher. 】

[As for writing poems, it's just a matter of passing along! 】

Penglai, in an unknown mountain, deep in the white clouds, the three of them sat facing the cliff, drinking and composing poems, having a great time.

Suddenly, with a smile in the corner of his eyes and raised eyebrows, He Zhizhang raised his hand and took out a stone slab, and looked at it with great interest.

"Taibai? Could it be you who wrote this?"

As he spoke, he handed the slate in his hand to the middle-aged man in a fluttering white robe and a long sword on his waist.

On the other side, Meng Haoran, who was handsome and handsome, also came up to him.

After seeing the words on the wall of He Zhizhang Wengong's case, I couldn't help laughing, "If it was someone else, I might not believe it, but Taibai, this arrogant tone, this is really something he can do!"

After Li Bai finished reading, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. The author of this article really suited his temperament, but he shook his head.

Seeing this, the two knew that it was indeed not Li Bai's work.

If you think about it carefully, it's really impossible, Li Bai can't write such down-to-earth words and sentences, he is an exiled immortal floating in the sky!
Read on.

[In order to seek immortality, Li Bai left home at the age of 15 to travel around, visiting famous mountains. 】

[There are many mountains in central Shu. When I walked up to Emei, Li Bai heard the old monk playing the guqin, like the sound of pines in the vast expanse, and wrote down casually, "The monk in Shu holds the green qi, and goes down to the Emei peak in the west. Waving for me, it is like listening to the tens of thousands of valleys." loose"】

[Walking into the cloud-shrouded mountains and forests, there will be "seeing deer when the trees are deep, but not hearing the bell at noon in the stream"]

[On the eastbound boat, looking at the mountains and plains of the Yangtze River, there is a saying that "the mountains follow the plains, and the river flows into the wilderness"]

[Passing Dongting Lake, "Let's take the moonlight in Dongting on credit, and buy a boat to drink by the white clouds"]

[When I arrived at Lushan Mountain, it coincided with the rainy season, and I watched the spectacle of the waterfall, and wrote "the flying stream goes down three thousand feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way falls nine days"]

……

Seeing this, Wang Wei, who was sitting in the bamboo hut, suddenly became very quiet and wanted to go for a walk.

As a semi-saint, poems and songs are naturally not a problem. He has always thought that he is not weaker than others, but every time he reads Taibai's poems, he will feel frustrated.

If these words and sentences were not grabbed from the void, if they were not written by immortals, how could mortals write them?

[Poetry Buddha Wang Wei has already hit the table and applauded]

[At the age of 17, Li Bai worshiped the hermit Dong Yanzi as his teacher and learned vertical and horizontal techniques. 】

[At the age of 24, he thought that he had reached a bottleneck in his questioning, why not go down to the world first, become a prime minister, and benefit the people, so in 725 years of Daqian, Li Bai left Shu, went to the country with a sword, and left his relatives to travel far away. 】

[Passing through Chenzhou, Li Yong, the magistrate of Chenzhou, thought he was too crazy, so he dismissed him in a few words. , Father Xuan can still be afraid of the offspring, and the husband should not be young"]

[It means, 30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor, let's wait and see, you see if I disturb the situation in the future, it will be over! 】

[When he arrived in Hubei, Li Bai met Meng Haoran, a poet star. The two had a good talk and went to visit places of interest together. When they parted at the Yellow Crane Tower, they had "The old man left the Yellow Crane Tower in the West, and the fireworks went to Yangzhou in March"]

[Daqian 727, Li Bai met Miss Xu when he lived in seclusion in Anlu, he was so talented that he touched Miss Xu's heartstrings, so the two got married, until 731, he was in Anlu...]

[Although Anlu's life is very comfortable, Li Bai's heart has long drifted to Chang'an. Unfortunately, he was born in a merchant family and was unable to take part in the imperial examination... Princess Yuzhen's whereabouts are also uncertain. Qiu's invitation to play in Songshan. 】

[Just as Cen Xun passed by here, the three of them traveled together, drinking and having fun. When they were slightly drunk, Li Bai swiped a big pen, and "Will Enter the Wine" splashed out, "The ancient sages are lonely, but the drinkers leave their names. Five-flowered horses, thousands of gold, Hu'er snatch them out for fine wine..."]

[It's just that he traveled in Chang'an, but made no progress. He spent money and lavishly, "buying songs and laughing with gold and white jade, and being a young prince after getting drunk." After running out of money, he chose to return to Anlu after a year. 】

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