"Hey, to be honest, why doesn't anyone believe it?"

Guo Dalu saw that Li Jiusan didn't believe it, and his face was helpless, "Why doesn't the Sprinkle family have credibility?"

Lei Yu laughed and said: "Don't say that Minister Li doesn't believe it, let me not believe it either! Such a wonderful word, as long as it comes out, will definitely be handed down, even if it encounters a change of dynasty, natural and man-made disasters, a good work like this will never be lost." If you look at the past dynasties, there may be things where articles and books are lost, but excellent poems are rarely lost, and why is this? First, the poems are small and easy to remember, and the other is that as long as good poems are published, they will spread quickly, and the literati of the whole society will record them so that they can enjoy and speculate at any time. Therefore, history books, biographies, and so on may escape, but small works such as poetry rarely disappear from history. In particular, the famous works have been appreciated by successive rulers and will never be let perish. ”

He looked at Guo Dalu funny, "A poem like yours today, if it has appeared in history, it will never be handed down." You said that you plagiarized this song, don't say we don't believe it, no one in the world will believe it!"

Xi Longgu also smiled and said, "Guo Ye, don't insult everyone's IQ!

"Your sister!"

Guo Dalu didn't bother to explain, "Whatever you think!"

At this time, Wang Xiaolu finished singing on stage, saluted the audience with Song Qingyun, and slowly retreated backstage.

The hosts Wang Su and Xiao Jun came to the stage together.

"What a song, what a beautiful lyrics!"

Wang Su put his hands on his chest with an intoxicated expression, "After listening to this poem, my whole person has a sense of fluttering, as if I can fly away at any time, go straight to Guanghan, and be accompanied by Chang'e!"

Xiao Jun smiled: "Yes, this poem seems to have a fairy spirit, which makes people really feel fluttering after listening to it, of course, this poem is more of an expression of longing for distant relatives and wishes for all lovers in the world." ”

"That's good! As soon as Guo Ye's poem comes out, I'm afraid all the previous Mid-Autumn Festival words will be eclipsed!"

"Yes, I also heard that the singing method of this song is the singing method of the long-lost ancient word plate, which was taught to Xiaolu after Guo Ye recovered, and Xiaolu sang it to us. ”

"Oh my God, is this true? It's unbelievable!"

The two hosts praised Guo Dalu's Mid-Autumn Festival words on stage, and it was not until Guo Dalu's cheekiness that they couldn't listen to it, and then announced the start of another program.

"Husband, how am I singing?"

As soon as the host on the stage got off the stage, there were two more figures beside Guo Dalu, and Wang Xiaolu and Song Qingyun, who were dressed in refreshing clothes, had arrived at Guo Dalu's table at some point.

At this time, Wang Xiaolu was wearing jeans, a neutral vest, and a ponytail on his head.

Guo Dalu glared at her fiercely, "It's not good! It's ugly, it's like a duck!"

Wang Xiaolu stretched out his fist and slapped Guo Dalu's back, "I hate it!"

Guo Dalu's face was flat, "How many days? Okay, it seems that many days ago, you have already received an invitation to this party? You girl is so bold, she actually hides it from her husband and does things in private!"

Wang Xiaolu smiled: "Isn't this trying to surprise you?"

"Don't! I'm glad I didn't see it, I'm shocked by the light!"

Guo Dalu was heartbroken, "It's too much! You dare to hide it from me, you are provoking our old Guo family's family law! Wait back and see how I clean you up!"

Wang Xiaolu stuck out her tongue and didn't dare to say anything more.

In front of outsiders, she is still very kind to Guo Dapao.

Guo Dalu saw that Wang Xiaolu looked like a good baby who admitted his mistake, so he stopped talking about her at the moment, and turned his head to look at Song Qingyun, "And you! Don't say a word to me when you go down the mountain?

Song Qingyun smiled and said, "How dare I rebel against you? Isn't this my sister-in-law not letting me tell you? I originally wanted to tell you, but after being beaten by her, I didn't dare!"

He approached Guo Dalu and whispered: "Brother Dalu, tell me the truth, when you usually teach me kung fu, did you hide your secrets? I am also an authentic descendant of Confucianism, and among the three religions, Confucianism is respected, and our Confucianism's exercises may not be as good as those of you ancient martial arts families, but they are not worse than those of Buddhism and Taoism! But my sister-in-law is a woman, and she doesn't practice martial arts every day, why is she so powerful? Have you created any quick exercises?"

Guo Dalu smiled evilly: "Have you ever heard of double cultivation? Let me tell you, in Tibetan Lamaism, within the Huanxi sect, there is a kind of Great Huanxi exercise, which is the most mysterious. The Sprinkle family has been studying for a long time before I have found a little way, do you want to teach it to you? Do you want to learn?"

Song Qingyun is still a pure little boy, after listening to Guo Dalu's words at this time, he couldn't help but blush slightly, he wanted to learn, but he was embarrassed to speak, but after all, his face had reached a certain thickness, and he struggled a little, then licked his face and said: "Learn! For the happiness of your younger brothers and sisters, I also have to learn!"

"I lied to you!"

Guo Dalu laughed, "How can there be such an exercise in the world?

When everyone next to them saw Guo Dalu's evil appearance and evil appearance, they all looked confused, and they didn't know what the two of them were talking about, which made Guo Dalu so happy.

Song Qingyun looked dumbfounded, "Brother Da Lu, has anyone said that you are very badly beaten?"

"Yes, there are quite a few people who have said this!"

Guo Dalu said: "But they were all beaten down!"

Song Qingyun: "............"

He simply ignored Guo Dalu.

The provincial one is being played by him like a monkey.

At this time, Wang Xiaolu and Xi Longgu were familiar with each other, and after hearing Guo Dalu's laughter, he turned to look at Song Qingyun, "Xiaoyunzi, have you been bullied?"

Song Qingyun said angrily: "Don't call me Xiaoyunzi! Aren't you half a month older than me? Even if you are my sister-in-law, you can't call me like that!"

Wang Xiaolu smiled: "Ouch, your temper has grown!

Song Qingyun wanted to cry without tears, "Damn, I can't stand the two of you anymore! One is more ruthless than the other! Lao Tzu won't play with you anymore!"

He walked directly to the back row of seats and said to a girl, "Beauty, can we change places?"

The girl had a basin face, two mung bean eyes, two ears to attract wind, and two big teeth like a small shovel, lifting her upper lip into a pout.

When she saw Song Qingyun walking up to her and talking to her, she couldn't help clasping her hands on her chest and screaming: "Song Qingyun, although you are a star, you are still not worthy of me! I am not a casual person! Our two identities and statuses are not equal, don't harass me, let's pursue others!"

Song Qingyun was taken aback, where did this Nima come from? How narcissistic does this have to be to say such a thing? With your honor, even if you are the daughter of God, it is estimated that few people have the courage to harass you!

pinched his nose and returned to his original position in embarrassment, and then looked at Guo Dalu and Wang Xiaolu, they were already smiling and sobbing.