Li Mi had stopped eating since Liu Wanci left her position. During this period of time in Lao Zhangtou's house, I haven't eaten these delicacies for a long time, anyway, everything has nothing to do with me, it is better to eat more, and since I lost my own skills and had all kinds of abnormal reactions on my body, my demand for food is countless times greater than when I practiced martial arts and cultivation in Daxue Mountain, and I can't eat enough. Li Mi is used to "can't figure it out", so he simply doesn't want anything, just eats. When he heard Liu Wanci call his name, he was so frightened that he hid a large piece of unknown fat in his hand behind him, and looked at the peerless beauty who was getting closer and closer with an embarrassed smile, and a drop of shiny fat flowed down the corner of his mouth. Liu Wanci walked up to Li Mi, bent down slightly and looked down at the poor scholar sitting on the steps, the eyes of the two met in the air at this moment, so close, and so unexpected.

Liu Wanci stared into Li Mi's eyes, and time seemed to have completely stopped. Li Mi wanted to turn his gaze away, not wanting to look at this peerless beauty, but the dark eyes in front of him had infinite magic, and he couldn't move half a point at all. Liu Wanci stared at it for a long time, and she couldn't see a little love between men and women in Li Mi's eyes, some were just sincere, clear, fearless and firm, and she couldn't help but sigh heavily, and then her face changed greatly, from affectionate to slightly happy, and from slight joy to great joy, and suddenly jumped up lightly in place, and after landing on the ground, she pointed at Li Mi with one hand and said: "It's you, it's you!"

Chen Xuancang's figure flashed, and he was already at the hatch, and the internal force was circulating, waiting for him.

Where have everyone ever seen that Miss Wanci, who has always been dignified and generous, has such a little daughter posture, and everyone looks stupid. I secretly envied the stinky boy named Li Bo in my heart, I knew that Miss Wanci liked this type, and she should have dressed up before she came, but she didn't expect this stinky boy to come out on top.

Liu Wanci giggled and said, "Li Gongzi's calm kung fu is really clever, Wanci is really convinced." After speaking, he turned around and returned to his seat, his face had recovered as before, and he said softly: "Don't blame you, Wanci was amused by Li Gongzi several times, and she also wanted to joke with him, but she didn't expect to play the piano to the cow and use the wrong mind." Let's get down to business!"

Zhu Gongzi looked at Liu Wanci, and said in his heart that this is the perfect goddess in everyone's heart, but don't do that unexpected thing again, but they all feel that today is really worth the trip, this poetry meeting is really wonderful, and the climax is repeated. But the matter is not over, the poet has not been selected, the biggest suspense has not been decided, and they all feel hope.

Liu Wanci calmly said the following call: "Shikui actually promised a long time ago, and it is none other than Yang Zhen and Yang Gongzi!"

Zhu Gongzi screamed in his heart: This is not called a human life, Miss Wanci turned out to be such a taste. This Yang Zhen is simply the same as Li Mi, one Zhang San and the other Li Si! It is understandable for the poet to give Li Mi, after all, Li Mi's poems are indeed touching. And this Yang Zhen, if he wins the poetry with a bullshit limerick, it is simply the biggest insult to us, no, absolutely not!

And Gongsun Jingsheng, Reverse Ying and other self-confident identities, all pretending to be everyday, but they also hope to hear Liu Wanci's next explanation.

Liu Wanci lived up to expectations, and said leisurely: " Wan Ci has long said that the most inferior poems are empty things that have no content and only know how to pile up words, which is like a big pig fat meat, and it is disgusting to smell it; ordinary poems are poetry and scenes, although the words are accurate but relatively remote, and they are obscure to read; and the best works are, of course, catchy, delicate feelings, and resonate with people with the simplest and most common words; the superb poems, not only meet all the requirements of a good work, but it describes the feelings more cleverly, which can make people fall into it and cry for the people in the poems. I also laugh for the people in the poem, such a work is hard to find, Li Gongzi's masterpiece is like this, it is a blessing to be able to hear it today!"

Liu Wanci suddenly stopped when she said this, and everyone knew that she still had something to say and waited quietly. Liu Wanci continued: "There is another type of poetry in this world, and to put it strictly, it can not be called poetry. It's like a neighbor's uncle teaching his son, it's like the aunt next door calling for chickens and ducks to feed, and it's like Uncle Zhang in the Beicheng market selling oil cakes...... Well, it's more like Ling'er calling the slave's house in the stove to steal the freshly stewed mutton, it's more like my mother singing at night to lull me to sleep, and it's like the wordless voice in my father's stern eyes......"

When Wanci said this, there were faint tears in her eyes, it was really pear blossoms with rain, I saw pity, everyone knew that she was arguing with reason, but she couldn't and didn't want to refute it. No one spoke at this time, so they listened quietly.

Liu Wanci said: "The best poetry is beyond the categories and shackles of all poems, it reveals its true feelings, tells it eloquently, without any traces of carving, and is natural, even if it is used in the world's most vulgar language, it is no less than the sound of nature.......! Yang Gongzi's limerick poem depicts a teenager who wants to go out to find a game with children, but is afraid of leading the big yellow dog at home, thus losing a lot of fun in childhood, it seems that Yang Gongzi has a very unhappy childhood!"

Yang Zhen stepped out, usually light as a raccoon cat's steps, but at this moment it was extremely heavy. Yang Zhen made a gesture, leaned over to the end, the top of his head almost touched the ground, and the expression on his handsome face was indescribable, and said, "Miss Wanci is really ...... I have been practicing literature and martial arts since I was a child, and I think that I am not a dull person, no matter what martial arts I learn, I always know how soon I can learn it, but I always can't do this article and poetry, I know best how many pounds and taels I have, and how dare I accept the praise of the gentle girl? However, the terrible thing is that after listening to the girl's words, I actually began to feel that I can write poetry, and it is the most ...... Most...... The kind that is the most or something. ”

Wan Ci said: "The highest, the best, the most unearthly!"

Yang Zhen said: "Yes, it is the highest level, the most ........ Oh no, no, I'm not. As he spoke, he shook his hand again and again.

Liu Wanci couldn't laugh anymore, and said, "Yang Gongzi misunderstood, and I listened to the little girl." Yang Zhen was relieved and hurried back to his seat. Liu Wanci continued: "Yang Gongzi's poems, your sons carefully scrutinized and comprehended, they simply used the most ordinary, common words in the market, and embodied the main content of General Xuancang's poems, Li Gongzi's poems, and the first poem of the upside-down son, you can imagine it, isn't it!"

Gongsun Jingsheng glanced at Yang Zhen enviously, sighed, and said: "Wanci, you are the master, whatever you say is what, the hour is not early, you can finish it, we have to go back." ”

Wanci replied and said, "So, today's poet is Yang Gongzi! Wanci will play a song "Sibianguan" today to reward Yang Gongzi's masterpiece. I am now listening to Yang Gongzi's orders, and Wanci can play at any time!"

Gongsun raised his glass and said loudly: "Everyone, today's poetry meeting has opened my eyes, and also let me see the talented people in Longxi, I am deeply honored, everyone drinks this cup, and I wish you a successful return!"

At that moment, there were left and right attendants to arrange for the boatman to turn around and return.

Flipping upside down, he shook to Yang Zhen's side and said, "Salty wood, when will I let Miss Wanci play a song!

Yang Zhen said: "I don't want to hear it!" Upside down Ying rolled his eyes angrily, pushed Yang Zhen hard, and said: "Dead wood, I'm really worried about your old Yang!"

Yang Zhenqi said: "Huh?"

Upside down Ying laughed and said, "You'll know in a few years, Lao Yang will force you, and you will die ugly." Hahaha!"

Yang Zhen turned around directly and ignored him.

Upside down Ying felt bored, and suddenly saw Li Mi who was eating, rolled his eyes, paced, raised the wine glass in his hand, and said, "Brother Li Bo, come and have a drink." ”

Li Mi thought that he was steaming the river water for himself, and said that he had a little kindness to himself, raised his wine glass, and touched him.

Upside down said, "Why are you the same as that piece of wood, go and have some fun!"

Li Mi said angrily: "Eating is the best fun!"

Listening to the words, he felt as if he had lost a battle, and he didn't dare to tease Gongsun Jingsheng, let alone provoke Miss Wanci, looking at Li Mi, he couldn't help but get angrier and angrier, grabbed him, and dragged him to his seat.

Li Mi shouted: "What are you doing? Let go of me!"

Upside down Ying pressed Li Mi on his seat, showed him the almost untouched dishes on the small table, and said, "You foodie, eat, it's all yours, the dog bites Lu Dongbin!" After speaking, he sat on the steps of the door and drank alcohol, but unconsciously changed places with Li Mi.

A man in white saw Li Mi sitting over, and said loudly: "Ah, isn't this the great poet Li Bo, I don't think you are like a great poet, you are a big 'wet' person!" He deliberately said the word "wet" very seriously.

A few nearby sons laughed, and one of them said, "Why did the big wet man chant that poem just now!" I forgot, who reminded me?"

Someone immediately groaned: "Hate not to cover the sky and cover the sun, a bowl of ......"

Someone immediately pointed out that something was wrong: "It's not covering the sun, it's covering the sun, and I hate not covering the sky and covering the sun!" Hey, Brother Li, am I right?

Where would Li Mi pay attention to these people, burped, pretended to look at them in a daze, and teased them: "What hands and feet?"

The boy's buddy was about to continue to tease him, when he suddenly heard a voice from outside the cabin: "I hate to punch the palm of the hand, smash the boy's dog head." "The speed of speech is extremely fast, like stir-fried soybeans.

When Li Mi heard this, he said in his heart that these two strange people were really ghostly, and they were finally found by them. Secretly move to the window, ready to break the window and jump into the river at any time, and when you reach the river, that is the fish returning to the sea, and you will be safe immediately.

Chen Xuancang shouted: "Who hides his head and shows his tail, show his body!"