Unremarkable Big Brother

This is his meow.

Ye is the poet Zhang Dapao?

In Mingyue Ancient Square, Lu Changsheng was completely dumbfounded.

What kind of ghosts and ghosts can make this poem?

What kind of monster is the person who can make such a poem?

This is no longer illiterate or illiterate, is this mentally retarded?

But what shocked Lu Changsheng again was.

At this moment, the whole hall was in an uproar again.

"Good poem! Good poem!"

"Although it is a little vulgar, it comes from the heart, okay, okay, really good."

"This poem expresses my thoughts. I really want to take it home, but unfortunately I dare not."

"Yes, although there are some vulgarities, but the ancients said that the elegant is the vulgar, and the vulgar is the elegant! Both the refined and the popular are rewarded, and the refined and the popular are rewarded! Hahahaha!"

"This poem reminds me of a Taoist couple I have never seen before."

"This poem reminds me of my childhood hometown."

"Don't tell me, this poem reminds me of that unforgettable summer, when Ah Zhen fell in love with Ah Qiang."

"I lost it, fellow daoists, isn't it too much? How much did you charge?"

"Okay, okay, okay, what a treat for both taste and taste."

"Although I think this poem is mediocre, if you all agree, then I agree too!"

The whole house applauds.

It made Lu Changsheng inexplicably uncomfortable.

He is uncomfortable not because the poetry is too bad.

It's this group of people who don't take him to earn money if they have money, and eat alone.

At this moment, Lu Changsheng really wanted to ask Wang Fugui a word.

How much is a good review, I only charge half of it!

However, at this moment, an extremely pleasant voice suddenly sounded.

"I heard that Daomen senior brother Lu Changsheng is here, and I hope that senior senior brother can use me as a topic and write a poem?"

A voice sounded, it was Sikong Nanqin's voice.

At this moment, the ancient square became quiet.

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Mingyue Ancient Square.

When Sikong Nanqin's voice sounded, all of them fell silent immediately.

One of the Four Beauties of Zhongzhou, Lu Changsheng was asked to write poems by name.

All of a sudden, everyone was also curious about what kind of poems Lu Changsheng could make.

Yesterday's "Heart for Heaven and Earth" has already shocked the world, but today everyone is looking forward to it even more.

But the poetry of love and love, shouldn't there be any big visions, right?

Well, it should be!

Everyone thinks so.

In the ancient square.

Lu Changsheng pondered for a long time.

The main reason is that the composition of the proposition is not easy to write.

If there is no proposition, it is enough to say that a fair lady is a gentleman.

Why must it be titled?

love?miss?

Lu Changsheng pondered for a while.

After a while, he thought of an ancient poem that he had read in a book.

At that moment, Lu Changsheng spoke slowly.

"Long family matter, the planning date was wrong again. Someone once envied the eyebrows."

"A thousand pieces of gold buys a match like a gift, and whoever complains about it."

"Jun Mowu. If you don't see it, Yuhuan and Feiyan are all dust."

"Sorrow is the worst. Quit to lean on the dangerous building, the sun is setting, and the willows are heartbroken."