Chapter 50 Two Good Poems for Lao Zhang

Everyone was surprised and uncomfortable, feeling a hot pain on their faces, and just now they were joking about Liu Fei.

It's only been a few seconds, and the face is snapping.

I heard that he is a junior in high school?

It's also too perverted.

Seeing the moment of inspiration, Liu Fei himself was stunned for a moment, but he quickly continued to write the second poem with a pen.

This time, the ink-colored text jumped on the paper like a koi, and the vision was even more obvious!

Liu Fei put down his pen only a dozen words, and an aura like a dark blue flame burst out of the paper.

The aura and the words are one, and the vortex rolls up the words on the paper, gradually forming a huge blue-black light curtain.

In the curtain of light, countless words flickered in it.

Chu Pingkuo felt that his throat and eyes were choking.

Poetry resonates!

Seeing the resonance of poetry, Old Man Yu, who was originally standing on the periphery of the crowd, scolded lightly, and an old book of aura blooming with dark blue light appeared in front of him.

As soon as the Book of Reiki appeared, the smell of metallic rust and blood wafted in the air.

The old man has fought all his life, and this book of aura has killed many of the three clans in the outer space, and the breath that is piled up with life makes people feel chills just by looking at it.

The Book of Aura floated out of thin air, the old man's arm was one, the white beard was windless, and the still strong arms each had four auras of text and ink that rotated wildly, constantly bursting the broken ink-colored words and aura onto the ground.

"Sealed!" Doctoral-level scholars have become constitutional, and the words are the truth as soon as they come out.

The unique rich connotation of Chinese characters makes the scholars of the ancient literature school have an absolute speed in this regard.

The book of aura turned quickly, and the aura of text and ink gushed out and poured into the book of aura, and a huge ink-colored "seal" word suddenly appeared from the book, smashing straight into the ancient poem of the aura beating on Liu Fei's desktop.

Poetry.

Liu Fei was still light-hearted, and when he saw that the poem had been sealed, he said lightly: "Today, I am fortunate to participate in the Poetry Conference of Persuading Farmers, and I am very excited and admired Director Zhang Wenzun's demeanor, and I specially wrote two poems for Director Zhang." ”

Everyone: "......"

Does it mean that the two consecutive spiritual poems just now are not persuasion poems, but poems for friends?

This is too enviable.

Lao Zhang has not been able to get Lin Guodong off the stage recently, and even made it clear a few times that he wanted Lin Guodong to get out.

The contradiction between the two is almost irresolvable, doesn't this kid write poems to Lao Zhang to embarrass his uncle?

Lin Guodong smiled very hard in the crowd.

And Zhang Wenzun ...... His face was cloudy and sunny for a while, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

Luo Yin reacted the fastest, and hurriedly rushed over to pick up the work and take a look...... She smiled and bent over.

"Brother Fei writes so well. ”

Liu Fei said modestly: "General." ”

"Luo Yin, don't make trouble, quickly take out the poem for everyone to see. Old Man Yu was also full of curiosity.

Luo Yin snorted and laughed even more happily, she handed the two poems to her grandfather, and then finally collapsed in He Ling's arms with uncontrollable laughter.

The crowd gathered around.

Dumbfounded.

The first song, the original Baoguang work.

"The Sorrow of Old Zhangtou"

The wicked man deceived me into being old and powerless, and openly carried me into the bamboo.

His lips were dry, and he sighed when he returned.

The second is a poem-resonant work.

"One Night of Brother Wenzun, the Flower Thief"

The old man chatted about the madness of youth and flew into the homes of ordinary people, and the Yang family had a girl who had just grown up, and the poor clothes were single. Jiao'er is evil and cracked, crying straight up to the sky, Xiaolou listened to the wind and rain all night, and Chong Guan was angry and red-faced.

Everyone looked at Zhang Wenzun with strange eyes, whether to go through the procedure or laugh directly at this time.

Old Man Yu looked at Liu Fei with a cold face, and then lowered his head to look at the work in his hand.

Finally, none of them collapsed, and laughed.

was brought around by the old man like this, everyone couldn't stop it, and one or two laughed so much that they leaned forward and back, and almost lost their breath without laughing.

Zhang Wenzun picked up the poem inexplicably, his whole face suddenly darkened, and he stared at Liu Fei viciously, his eyes almost wanted to eat people.

Liu Fei didn't care.

Fei Ge is a person who protects his shortcomings, and his uncle is usually a good man, and no one can be offended. Listening to what he meant, he has been bullied by Zhang Wenzun these days.

Can this be endured?

What's wrong with me writing two crooked poems? Not only did I write them, but I also became spiritual poems.

Not only has it become a spiritual poem, but it will also have to be on "The Writer" in the future, so I will ask you if you are afraid.

The smile on Lin Guodong's face couldn't be stopped: "Xiaofei, you can't write things like this in the future." ”

But no matter how you look at it, the expression feels like a thumbs up.

Old Man Yu wiped the tears that came out of his laughter, and said to Liu Fei with amusement and anger: "You kid, what a good word you use for this, it's just a tyrannical thing." ”

Professionals are still professionals, ordinary people see a mockery, but scholars see the subtlety of the poem.

Chu Pingkuo exclaimed: "These two poems seem to be nonsense, but if you separate all the sentences, you find that there are many classics. For example, the arrogance of "the old man chatting about the madness of youth and the anger of Chong Guan is red", and the artistic conception of "returning to sigh and listening to the wind and rain in Xiaolou all night", it can be said that if there is a better match of poetry and writing, many of these sentences can become classics.

When everyone heard it, they also tasted it, no wonder this kind of crooked poetry can also become spiritual poetry, and there are indeed many things worth pondering.

Especially in the second poem, each sentence in it feels like it can be made into a poem when taken out individually.

Thinking of this, everyone is even more sad, this bear child is serious about writing something and writing a spiritual poem.

made two ridiculous and scolding poems, but the words in them were classics, everyone felt like they had eaten chocolate-flavored stool, disgusting, and delicious, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

Everyone was still there to taste, but Luo Yin thought of what Liu Fei had just said.

"Brother Fei, didn't you just say that there are three songs?"

Only then did everyone remember what Liu Fei had said just now, and everyone invariably looked at Zhang Wenzun.

Lao Zhang has encountered a hard stubble this time, there are not only people, but also talents, and any disgusting poem can make people stink for thousands of years.

Why do you say you're so grumpy these days?

Many people in power have been excluded and reprimanded by Zhang Wenzun for various reasons during this time, and everyone is still a little happy to see Zhang Wenzun so miserable.

You really deserve it.

Liu Fei smiled, and it was time to do the right thing, and he was determined to get the mathematical school treasure-logic.

In fact, Liu Fei is not completely unlearned in ancient poetry.

From childhood to adulthood, who hasn't learned a few enlightenment poems, these things can't be forgotten no matter how stupid they are.

If you don't believe it, ask a few people who have gone to school who don't know the bright moonlight in front of Li Bai's window, which is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Ask a few more who have never memorized the goose goose goose, and the song is to the sky.

And the same is true of the song that Liu Fei is going to write, Fei Ge will not have much, but he guarantees the first classic.