Xiao Yang smiled, "It's very simple." ”

Dou Wenhai was happy, "You should write one for me to see." ”

Others are also happy, it is not easy to write heavy rain and birthday celebrations into poems, and the most important thing is that there is not enough time.

A little driver, he really thinks of himself as a poet.

Xiao Yang smiled and said, "If I write one, will you write one too?"

Dou Wenhai chuckled, "If you can write, everyone here can write." ”

Xiao Yang asked, "What if you can't write it?"

Dou Wenhai said, "If you can't, I'll give you a million." ”

One million is too little for him, but it's a windfall for a driver.

In the eyes of everyone, Xiao Yang would never dare to agree.

Sure enough, Xiao Yang shook his head and said, "No." ”

Jiang Han laughed, "Why don't you dare?"

Xiao Yang said, "The money is too small, you have to add money." ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all burst out laughing, if it doesn't work, it won't work, and they actually said the price.

Dou Wenhai smiled and said, "I said two million, did you say that it is still not enough?"

Xiao Yang nodded, "Two million is really not enough, no matter how you say it, you have to have 10 million." ”

The crowd was rejoiced.

Jiang Han smiled and said, "Who do you think you are, Xiao Yang? A song can be sold for 10 million?"

Everyone is happy, yes, do you think you are Xiao Yang?

Dou Wenhai was disdainful, "Okay, I'll give you 10 million, if you can't write it, you don't have to leave here today." ”

If Xiao Yang dares to play himself, even if Xiao Yang is Yuan Zhiling's driver, Dou Wenhai will make Xiao Yang's life worse than death.

Xiao Yang looked at Zhang Beihai, "Old Zhang, you heard it." ”

Zhang Beihai smiled and said, "I'll testify for you." ”

The people of the Zhang family are happy, this kid is really dead.

Xiao Yang looked at Yuan Zhiling, "I'm going to read it." ”

Yuan Chiling nodded and picked up the pen again.

Xiao Yang sighed, "What a job, what a job." ”

Everyone was stunned, this is also a poem?

Zhang Beihai was also slightly stunned.

Xiao Yang smiled and said, "It's raining today." ”

Dou Wenhai sneered, "It's true that there is a heavy rain, but don't forget, this is a birthday poem." ”

Xiao Yang chuckled, "I wish Zhang Lao a long birthday in the pouring rain." ”

Everyone's faces changed slightly, and they really rounded this kid again.

Xiao Yang continued, "There is more longevity than torrential rain. ”

Zhang Beihai admired, "Wonderful!"

Dou Wenhai's face turned green.

The others were really stunned, are all the drivers so bullish this year?

The people of the Poetry Association were a little unconvinced.

They are members of the Poetry Association, how can they be suppressed by a driver, and they will lose their face when they spread it.

The vice president of the Poetry Association said, "Your poem can only be regarded as a limerick poem at best." ”

Xiao Yang looked at this person, "Then what kind of poems do you think is not limerick poetry?"

The vice president looked at Elder Zhang, "Elder Zhang, can you ask the question?"

Zhang Beihai thought for a while and said, "The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, so you can use the Mid-Autumn Festival to write a poem." ”

After a pause, he sighed lightly, "Let's miss the Mid-Autumn Festival." ”

Everyone's faces changed slightly, Mid-Autumn Festival and longing? This is not easy.

Zhang Beihai said with a smile, "In terms of Mid-Autumn Festival words, I like Xiao Yang's "Water Tune Song Head" the most. If the pearl is in front, you don't need to write words, just write a poem. ”

Everyone is from the cultural circles, and of course they have all watched "Water Tune Song Head", which is definitely a masterpiece and cannot be surpassed.

What Zhang Lao said is right, Mingzhu is in front, if you write lyrics, no matter how you write them, you can't surpass "Water Tune Song Head".

Pei Qianyao also admired, "The adaptation of "Water Tune Song Head" is also a rare masterpiece. ”

She also likes to listen to Xiao Yang's songs.

She also liked the song "Chengdu" yesterday, which was the first song on the gold melody list today, but unfortunately it was not written for her.

The poet laughed lightly, "Will you come first or will we come first?" ”

They have apparently thought of poetry.

Xiao Yang smiled and said, "If I come first, I'm afraid you won't be able to play." ”

The people of the Poetry Association were stunned for a moment, and then they became happy.

Others also looked at Xiao Yang like idiots, this kid is too crazy.

Dou Wenhai said with a smile, "I want to see why the friends of the Poetry Association can't appear if you come first." ”

The vice president of the Poetry Association said coldly, "Okay, you come first." ”

Xiao Yang looked at Yuan Zhiling.

Yuan Zhiling nodded and picked up the pen again.

Everyone looked at Xiao Yang, and many people despised it.

The two poems Xiao Yang wrote before were just limericks, and they really didn't believe that Xiao Yang could write anything decent.

Moreover, it has only been a long time, even if the people of the Poetry Association had not prepared for a Mid-Autumn Festival party, they had prepared poems in advance, and they would not have come up with them so quickly. That's right, the poetry of the Poetry Association is ready-made, and of course they are not stupid enough to say it themselves.

Xiao Yang read, "The moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time!"

As soon as the first line of the poem came out, the audience was shocked.

Zhang Beihai was even more brilliant in his eyes, and couldn't help but admire: "Good, good, good!"

Dou Wenhai and the others' faces changed drastically.

This...... The first sentence is Wang Bang.

The people of the Poetry Association are all like ashes, and they are better than wool, just this sentence, this driver will win.

Is this really a driver?

It was as if they had seen a ghost.

The master is in the folk.

Yuan Chiling's hand trembled slightly, is this a poem written for me?

The East China Sea and the capital are indeed far, far apart.

Professor Yuan's brain made up.

"The lover complains about the night, and he is lovesick at night. ”

"The candle is full of mercy, and the cloak is dewed. ”

"It's unbearable to give away, and it's a good time to sleep. ”

After Xiao Yang finished reading, Zhang Beihai praised again, "Admire! You can't underestimate the people of the world." ”

The faces of the Zhang family have changed, except for Xiao Yang, their old man has never admired people so much, let alone admired.

The most important thing is that this person is a driver.

Xiao Yang looked at the people of the Poetry Association, "What about your poems?"

The faces of the people in the poetry association were ugly, and they didn't dare to open their mouths.

Compared to this poem, their poems are simply rubbish, is it a shame to take them out?

Xiao Yang looked at Dou Wenhai again, "How is my poem?"

Dou Wenhai chuckled, "Very good, but it's a pity that those who can write poetry are not as good as those who can sing, so you can only be a driver." ”

Zhang Beihai frowned slightly, after all, Dou Wenhai was a relative of the Ye family and the eldest son of the Dou family, although he didn't like what Dou Wenhai said, he didn't say much.

Dou Wenhai said, "You are indeed very talented, in this case, why don't you compare with the people of the Yinglian Association?"

The people of the association are eager to try.

Today, you can't let one driver take everyone in the limelight.

Xiao Yang smiled, "That's not good. ”

Dou Wenhai sneered, "Don't you dare?"

Xiao Yang shook his head, "You have to add money." ”

“......”

All.

Zhang Beihai frowned, he was a little displeased with Xiao Yang, you are also a talented person, how can you be so greedy for money?