Invincible lottery system

Chapter 74
It is said that when the colorful cloud descended, all the literati were in a commotion, and the first one who couldn't sit still was Zhu Zhidi, one of the four great talents in the south of the Yangtze River.

He was less than 5 feet away from Tang Bolong, and he could see Tang Bolong's poems when he looked up.

"Brother Tang, you have always been known as the Little Poetry Immortal. I don't know what you did today. Why do I feel that the poetry around you is so strong?"

Tang Bolong smiled slightly, "Don't worry, it will be revealed naturally when the colorful cloud passes by!"

While speaking, the colorful cloud surrounded Zhu Zhidi, and with a crash, the white paper in Zhu Zhidi was completely shattered.Zhu Zhi's face darkened, and he forced a smile and said: "My humble work, my humble work, it is unsightly."

The crowd mourned.

Zhu Zhidi is one of the four great talents in the south of the Yangtze River, and his poems and songs are also outstanding. Even he can't get into Caiyun's eyes, it can only be that Caiyun's requirements are too high...

The literati breathed a sigh of relief, they were not as nervous as before, even if the paper with the poem was torn, it would not be too ugly.

Later, the colorful cloud rushed towards Tang Bolong, and the colorful cloud circled three times in the sky above Tang Bolong, and suddenly parted a strand, that strand was as big as a hair, and penetrated into the poem in an instant.

In a blink of an eye, the strange light shines brightly, and the paper floats in the air.

There was an uproar!

"Poetry is floating! Brother Tang is a great talent, brother Tang is a great talent!"

"Brother Tang can have the title of No. [-] in poetry, and it is worthy of the name. Brother Tang is really a role model for my generation!"

"To see such a miracle in my lifetime, I will die without regret!"

"Brother Tang is so talented, he is really the first of the four great talents in the south of the Yangtze River, and I am not as good as him!"

Tang Bolong stood proudly, with a haughty expression, facing Liu Rushi, with complacent eyes.

I saw the brothel oiran leaning over and beckoning slightly to Tang Wenlong.

Zhang Hongwei beside him is grinning even more at this moment, it is a great achievement to have a poem about floating in the air.

At this time, the paper surrounded by colorful clouds finally fell, but the characters on it floated in the air for everyone to watch.

"Falling Poetry.

The peach blossoms are clean and the apricot blossoms are empty,

The opening and closing are about the same every year;

Since the festival is approaching at the end of March,
Why do people hate Wu Geng Feng? "

"Okay, what a falling flower poem." Zhang Hongwei hurriedly congratulated, "Time is fleeting, time is easy to grow old, I am old, and your generation is the rejuvenation force of my human race!"

Liu Rushi nodded frequently. Although Tang Bolong's poem didn't mention anything about celestial phenomena, it was much better than ordinary celestial phenomena poems from the flowers blooming and fading, associating with the passage of time!

This poem is not only suitable for the occasion, but also for the emotion, and deserves such an honor.

It really is a poem about floating in the sky, Caiyun has never deceived anyone!
"Brother Tang is really a great talent! I am beyond my generation!"

"It seems that Brother Tang must have sucked up all his talent today!"

While speaking, the colorful cloud floated over Wen Zheng'an, stayed in the sky for about a second, and then flew in another direction.

Wen Zheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, although this poem didn't catch Cai Yun's eyes, it was much higher than the others, and it was not ashamed.

The colorful clouds flew past the rest of the people one by one, but it was a pity that no one in the guest-of-honor table could make the poem take off again.

In a blink of an eye, the colorful clouds flew towards the guest table, and everyone held an indifferent attitude.

A guest is a guest, so naturally it cannot be compared with a distinguished guest.

Dozens of poems were all broken in that instant.

The colorful clouds hovered and finally stopped over Zheng Fei's table.

The colorful clouds swept across, turning faster and faster, and they didn't go away in a daze!
Ok?
Has changed?

Everyone questioned.

At this moment, the white paper in front of Fang Zizhou floated up.

"The poem of floating space is actually a poem of floating space!"

"My God, it's actually two inches taller than Brother Tang's poems. This Fang Zizhou is not easy!"

"Who is it, and why is it possible to write floating poems?"

"Fang Zizhou in Huai'an, my God, he is actually from Huai'an. Could it be that he is using an alias?"

Fang Zizhou looked calm and calm, and looked at the VIP seat indifferently, "That's right, next is Qin Guan of Huai'an!"

In an instant, dozens of gazes were focused on Fang Zizhou, and Liu Rushi's gaze was so tender that it almost spilled water!

"May I ask if you are the Qin Guan who made the Magpie Bridge Immortal?"

Liu Rushi couldn't sit still anymore, she stood up and faced Fang Zizhou.

"Exactly!"

Fang Zizhou nodded slightly.

Everyone was shocked, Tang Bolong and others were only famous in the south of the Yangtze River, but this Qin Guan was at least famous all over the country, and he was only a little worse than the poet Li Bai.

What's more important is that Qin Guan is so young, he is really a great talent!
With her red lips slightly parted, Liu Rushi said slowly: "Slender clouds are clever, flying stars spread hatred, and silver men are far and dark. Once the golden wind and the jade dew meet, they will win the countless people in the world.

The tenderness is like water, and the good times are like dreams. If the two feelings are long, how can they be in the sky?

That's your word! "

"Exactly." Qin Guan nodded and took it lightly.

"Thank you." Liu Rushi bowed gratefully.

She seemed to be silent in the intersection of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, and was moved by the sincere love between the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.

In the blink of an eye, a crystal teardrop fell from his eye socket.

If the two feelings last for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening.This is such a regrettable and yearning love, but it's a pity that she is just a brothel geisha.She is not the Weaver Girl, but yearns for the Weaver Girl, but Qin Guan in her eyes looks more and more like that Cowherd...

Poems become floating, Qin Guan is worthy of being Qin Guan!

I saw the poem slowly floating in the air, and the black ink blots emerged bit by bit.

"Momo Qinghan went up to the small building,

Xiaoyin's rogue is like Qiongqiu.

Light smoke and flowing water draw a quiet screen.

Free flying flowers are as light as a dream,
The boundless rain is as thin as melancholy.

There are small silver hooks hanging on the treasure curtain. "

"Hey, isn't it just a lyric poem, why was it chosen by this colorful cloud?"

"Yes, what does this have to do with astronomical phenomena!"

"People from Huai'an want to come to our Yangzhou, and they don't know how to do it."

huh~~~
wow~~
Above the roof, patches of gray clouds rolled over, and in a blink of an eye, the gray clouds merged with the sky.

The thin drizzle fell from the cloud, two traces, it seemed to be crying, but also seemed to be comforting.

Constantly cutting and messing up...

Everyone is obsessed.

"Poetry expresses appearance! This is no longer a poem of floating, this is a poem of flying!" Zhang Hongwei stared at Qin Guan blankly, thinking that this Tang Bolong was still inferior.

"This poem can actually change the sky, great talent, great talent, I take back what I just said!"

"Young Master Qin, I implore you to give me a copy of calligraphy!"

Qin Guan agreed one by one, and when it was over, he would write it for everyone.

At this moment, Liu Rushi's eyes were full of longing. Qin Guan's poem said it was describing the celestial phenomena, but it was actually describing the woman.

It was a woman living in a deep palace, she could only lean on the balcony, look to the bottom of the building, and watch the comings and goings in the mortal world...

Doesn't this refer to her!
"Mr. Qin is a great talent, please accept such a bow!" Liu Rushi bent down and bowed, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

All the talents were envious, Qin Guan was so favored by Liu Ru, so he had no objection to winning the first prize today.

Especially Tang Bolong, Zhu Zhidi and the others, their complexions gradually turned cold, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

"Look, everyone, that colorful cloud hasn't even set yet!"

"It's strange, Mr. Qin's poems have already landed, why do these colorful clouds gather more and more, is it possible that the judgment just now can be wrong?"

"There's nothing wrong with it. Caiyun is the result of talent, so it's natural to be able to distinguish good and bad poems!"

While everyone was talking, they saw that colorful cloud turned into a beam of colorful light that was as thick as a bowl, and all hit Zheng Fei's poem.

"What, colorful clouds turning into pillars, is it Lingyun's poem, the poem comes from Lingyun?"

"Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"Poetry beyond the realm of Lingyun, there is only one person in the entire Great Zhou Kingdom who has done it!"

"No, it's impossible. Shichu Lingyun can't have such a thick beam of light, even Li Taibai, a poet fairy, can't do it!"

Zheng Fei smiled at everyone, who said there is only one poem on this paper.

Since you want to copy poems, you have to copy ten or eight poems!
(End of this chapter)