"Mi Fox?"

"It's Mihu!"

"Between the three kings and one queen, it really smells of gunpowder!"

As the leader of romance, Mi Hu attracted the attention of the audience almost the moment he took a step, from literati to ordinary audiences, all of them shifted their attention from Luoyang to her. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Mi Hu seems to be going to create too!"

The host obviously also clearly knew how dazzling Mi Fox was, and announced loudly.

Mi Hu didn't say anything, walked directly to an empty computer, and tapped on the keyboard, poem title: "Broken Chapter".

You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery,

The people watching the scenery are watching you upstairs.

The moon adorns your windows,

You decorate other people's dreams.

After writing, Mi Hu turned around, with the same smile on the corner of his mouth.

"This poem ......"

"Love Poems......"

"No, love poems are too superficial, they seem to be philosophical poems......"

"Why is it that the more I read, the more I feel very ashamed?"

The discussion came to an abrupt end, and there was a moment of silence at the scene, and then, sparse applause began, I don't know who started, from childhood to adulthood, and finally infected the audience-

Bang Bang Bang!

Applause!

Minister of Culture Fang Yun commented for a long time, and suddenly said: "Good poetry, there is no need for others to offer ugliness." ”

He Mingxuan nodded sympathetically: "It is indeed an excellent philosophical poem, written about looking at the scenery, but the pen and ink are not swayed on the description of the scenery, but only inadvertently revealing the bridge, the building, the viewer, and the flowing water, the cruise ship, and the willow ...... that can be inferred from this."

Stage.

The host couldn't help but say: "What a beautiful poem, Mi Hu, can you tell me why this poem is called "Broken Chapter"?"

"This question should be asked to Luoyang. ”

Mi Hu shrugged his shoulders and looked in the direction of Luoyang.

The scene showed puzzled expressions, as if they didn't understand what Mi Hu meant, and the host said, "This, why do you want to ask Luoyang?"

Mi Hu smiled indifferently: "Because this poem was written by Luoyang a few years ago." ”

Bang!

The audience was shaken!

One after another, his eyes shot in the direction of Luoyang!

Luoyang could only smile bitterly, and the scene in Japan a few years ago came to mind, when he first met Mi Hu, he helped Mi Hu draw a sketch, and after writing it, he put up the "Broken Chapter" very sassy, but I didn't expect the latter to remember it to this day.

"Luoyang!"

"Luoyang!"

"Luoyang!"

The audience collectively shouted Luoyang's name again, this time it sounded neater and more magnificent, and before the live broadcast, the barrage had already covered the screen:

", God is turning!"

"This turned out to be a poem by Luo Da?"

"Niubi!"

"The Exploding Heavenly Seal has wood!"

"Fortunately, there is Mi Hu, otherwise Luo Da is preparing to hide clumsy?"

......

Fang Yun and He Mingxuan couldn't help but look at each other.

Fang Yundao: "I now begin to believe that Luoyang is very good at writing modern poetry, and I will definitely read his previous modern poems when I go back." ”

He Mingxuan nodded: "I won't disappoint you, this person is definitely this kind of master!"

......

The host shouted on the stage: "Luo Da, can I invite you to the stage?"

Luoyang nodded, in such a situation, it was difficult for him to continue to keep a low profile, so he simply walked on stage generously.

The host said, "This poem, did you really write it?"

Luo Yang nodded: "It's a work from a few years ago." ”

The host asked again: "Why is it called "Broken Chapter"?"

Luoyang said: "The format of this poem is very strange, because these quatrains were originally in a long poem, but only these four lines of the whole poem are satisfactory to me, so I took out an independent chapter, from which the title comes from." ”

"I see......"

The audience showed a sudden expression.

Mi Hu waved his hand and said, "Okay, my task is complete, let's go down first." ”

Luoyang also planned to go down, but the host suddenly said: "Luoda, if Mi Hu hadn't written out "Broken Chapter", would you have planned to hide it to the end today?

"Disagree!"

"One more song!"

"Luo Da will do it again!"

The audience immediately shouted in cooperation with the host, and the sound was like thunder.

The host looked at Luoyang and said ill-intentionedly: "That's it, Luoda, don't embarrass you now, we will have a small stage for improvisation at the next stop, you must prepare a poem for the audience at that time!"

Luoyang asked, "Can I refuse?"

The audience replied for the host: "No, no!"

Luo Yang spread his hands: "Okay, I'll go on stage at the next stop." ”

......

After stepping down.

Yao Chongjing gave a thumbs up: "There is only one Luoyang in the Dragon Kingdom who can make literati to the extreme, I really can't think of what kind of subject matter you are not good at." ”

"National writers, this is national writers. ”

Jiang Shan patted Luoyang on the shoulder and said, "Luoyang Xiaoyou, if there are a few more characters like you in the Dragon Kingdom, I am afraid that it will not be difficult for the culture of the Dragon Kingdom to spread all over the world." ”

Luoyang said: "Don't praise me, worry." ”

Behind Luoyang, the famous martial arts master Luzhou Weishu said: "With the talent of the boss, are you still worried that you won't be able to write something at the next stop?"

Luo Yang nodded vigorously: "Worried, worried, where is the next stop?"

The rivers and mountains read in a low voice: "The wild grass and flowers by the Vermilion Bird Bridge, the sunset at the mouth of Wuyi Alley." In the old days, Wang Xie Tang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people, and the next stop was the famous Wuyi Lane. ”

"Wuyi Lane?"

Luoyang fell into deep thought.

Jiang Shan and a few people did not disturb Luoyang's thoughts, they knew that Luoyang at this moment must be thinking about what to write at the next stop.

......

Fang Yundao: "I don't know what works he will write at the next stop." ”

He Mingxuan smiled faintly: "There is only one stop of thinking time, and it is estimated that the quality is difficult to compare with "Broken Chapter", well, I don't rule out the possibility of inspiration." ”

He Mingxuan's words fell, and the sky suddenly remembered a thunderclap.

A light rain was falling, dripping.

The host of the part-time tour guide immediately shouted through the loudspeaker: "Teachers don't worry, the weather forecast is reported, it's just drizzle today, and our trip will end soon." ”

Obviously, this rain was expected.

"It's raining, it's poetic. ”

Lu Yuer looked in the direction of Luoyang with a hint of expectation in her eyes.

Tianxi, who has been ignored in the crowd since the appearance of "Broken Chapter", clenched his fists slightly and looked in the direction of Luoyang: "It's just a stop time, I don't believe you can write anything classic." ”

......

The crowds did not decrease because of the rain.

Everyone's enthusiasm is overflowing, and naturally they will not retreat because of this light rain.

The literati also walked in the light rain unhurriedly, and this picture itself is very beautiful.

Wuyi Lane, it's here.