"Indeed, indeed!" Xu Jiacheng stood on the stage and suddenly applauded, "Mr. Jiang Hua's attainments on the piano are indeed very powerful, even the master of the full moon flower sighs to himself! Let's applaud Mr. Jiang Hua again!"

Jiang Hua glanced at him faintly, and was about to go off the stage, but he was stopped by Xu Jiacheng coldly!

Xu Jiacheng smiled mysteriously, revealing a sense of insidiousness, and then said to everyone: "Actually, you still don't know! Mr. Jiang Hua not only has a deep attainment in music, but also has a high attainment in literature!"

Jiang Hua scratched his head when he heard this, and said in his heart, what kind of tricks does this stupid beep want to play? Fuck your sister!

He Linli, who was in the audience, heard that something was wrong, she was well aware of Xu Jiacheng's academic qualifications! When she was in high school, she won the first prize in the national new concept composition, and she studied classical literature in college, and her published papers also became templates, so she vaguely guessed Xu Jiacheng's intentions.

It is said that a woman's sixth sense is very accurate, and He Linli's sixth sense is even more accurate.

"Hehe! I'm also itching for a while, and I want to have a discussion with Mr. Jiang Hua! Why don't we compare who is better at writing poems, what do you think?" Xu Jiacheng smiled, and didn't care whether Jiang Hua agreed or not, so he changed his words and held Jiang Hua high, "I've heard that Mr. Jiang Hua often publishes articles on readers and Yilin, and has also been praised by many contemporary literary masters! For example, Master Mo Yan, such as Jia Pinglu, and so on..."

Jiang Hua shook his head, and said in his heart, is this stupid beep going to embarrass himself? Compare it to a poem with Lao Tzu? Lao Tzu's backstage is everyone like Li Bai and Du Fu, do you dare to compare with Lao Tzu?

At this time, He Linli said hurriedly: "Xu Jiacheng, what do you want to do? Who here doesn't know that you are a famous contemporary poet, if you want to belittle a person, don't always use your own strengths, right? You can't compare with the piano, so you want to use it as a poem to make him ugly, right?"

He Linli knew that Jiang Hua was very powerful in junior high and high school, but it was not as good as Xu Jiacheng, who graduated from a prestigious university and had been personally guided by several professors. She doesn't want Jiang Hua to be embarrassed here!

And almost everyone in the audience knows Xu Jiacheng's ability, and of course they all know that Xu Jiacheng is in love with He Linli! At this time, some people who have a good relationship with Xu Jiacheng are already shouting at Jiang Hua to take over!

Xu Jiacheng smiled at He Linli and said: "He Da Beauty, what you said is wrong! We are just talking! If Mr. Jiang is really inconvenient, or if he feels that he can't do it, then forget it! Hehe, forget it!"

"No, no, no!" Jiang Hua smiled helplessly, "Man, don't say that you can't do it! I'll go to the bathroom first, wait for me for a few minutes! By the way, it's best for you to think about it in these few minutes, otherwise, you will lose ugly!"

Xu Jiacheng was also laughing, but he was scolding Jiang Hua fiercely in his heart: Lao Tzu will lose? If Lao Tzu was born in ancient times, he would be a famous great poet! Lao Tzu will lose?

After Jiang Hua entered the bathroom, he immediately started a WeChat chat with Li Bai: "Li Bai, like this, you give me back your poetry skills! You don't have to pay back the wine you owe me!"

He opened a video with Li Bai, Li Bai was drinking at this time, he was a little drunk, and said: "If you don't give it, don't give it, it's too troublesome! You just take my poem away and sign your name... Wait a minute, creditor, when will you send me some wine?"

Jiang Hua was stunned for a moment: "No! I signed my own name, isn't it still your poem? Hurry up, Lao Tzu wants to compete, not messing around! If I lose someone, you just wait with me!"

"Then why don't you go to Du Fu?"

"Aren't you a poet?" Jiang Hua didn't forget to hold Li Bai, "Who doesn't know that you are a great poet, aren't you?!"

Li Bai stroked his beard and looked up to the sky and smiled: "Yes! But after signing your name, the poem is yours! It has nothing to do with me Li Bai!"

At this time, the system also jumped out: [Host, that's it! Li Bai is drunk and can't explain clearly, let me explain it to you! That is to say, you can choose three Li Bai's poems, once you choose, these three poems will disappear from history, without any trace, and will only become yours!

"?!" Jiang Hua was stunned for a moment, "Then how many students thank me, how many ancient poems do you have to memorize?" I've figured out which three ancient poems to choose, and I'm going to say the names of the poems now?"

[Hmm!Just report it to me!," the system said.

Jiang Hua opened his mouth and came: "A quiet night thought, an early White Emperor City, and a Wangtianmen Mountain!"

[Okay, now there is no trace of these three poems!]

Jiang Hua didn't believe it, so he quickly tried to search on his mobile phone, and sure enough, there was no trace, so these three poems were his own!

He walked from the bathroom to the stage, Xu Jiacheng sneered: "What, did you take your mobile phone to search on the Internet? Hehe, then you come first?"

"I'll come first?" Jiang Huahu asked suspiciously, "Have you thought about it, I'm afraid that as soon as I open my mouth, you won't have the face to speak!"

"Come on, come on! In terms of poetry, I haven't been afraid of anyone! Come on!" Xu Jiacheng waved his hand, signaling Jiang Hua not to waste any more time.

Jiang Hua was not polite, and said: "Then I'll just think of a song, uh... The name is "Silent Night Thoughts". Listen up: the bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown. The main thing is to express the Mid-Autumn Festival, a limerick poem of homesickness, hehe, everyone is smiling!"

The poem is very simple and catchy, and it is easy to create a sense of picture in your mind when you read it. Everyone seems to see a picture of a wanderer who lives far away and misses his hometown... Such a poem has a kind of resonance with most of them, and they are all wanderers who are working hard away from home! In addition, it will not be long before the Mid-Autumn Festival, and everyone bows their heads a little uncomfortably...

Even Xu Jiacheng felt that Jiang Hua's poem was really high, and when he was about to speak, Jiang Hua took advantage of the victory to pursue, and said: "I have another poem, and I will read it to you again! The name is the White Emperor City of Early Hair! The apes on both sides of the strait could not stop crying, and the light boat had already crossed the ten thousand mountains. ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone began to savor Jiang Hua's "Early White Emperor City", and the uncomfortable mood before was immediately washed away by this cheerful poem! Everyone seemed to be able to see the magnificence of the rivers and mountains, and the smoothness and brisk sailing along the river.

"Good!"

I don't know who took the lead in shouting, and then there was a long-lasting applause.

Jiang Hua smiled, and said in his heart that Lao Tzu hasn't asked for the song of long hatred yet, you are so excited!

"Xu Jiacheng, do you have anything else to try?" The person who said this was He Linli, at this time she felt very amazing, although she and Jiang Hua were old acquaintances, but it seemed that she had never been able to tap through Jiang Hua's energy!

Xu Jiacheng was stunned, silently read the two ancient poems written by Jiang Hua several times, and sighed silently! He felt that he would never be able to write such poems in a few lifetimes!

"Hmph!" Xu Jiacheng snorted coldly, "I really didn't expect you to know poetry!"

"I understand a little!Hehe!" Jiang Hua pretended to be modest and waved his hand, "It's just an axe in the class! By the way, I haven't asked you to teach me yet? Why don't you come to a song for everyone to taste?!"

Hua Manyue smiled and said, "Master Jiang, don't embarrass Xu Jiacheng anymore! I think, he shouldn't dare to compare, right? I think we might as well chat and have a drink, what do you think?"

Jiang Hua glanced at her and said with a smile: "I don't care! I just don't know if Xu Jiacheng has any other tricks to teach?"

Xu Jiacheng took a deep breath, in front of so many people, he couldn't show his unhappiness too much, so he could only pretend to be bold and laugh: "Mr. Jiang said that he was joking, let's drink and chat! Hahaha, waiter, open the wine!"

Jiang Hua didn't let go of Xu Jiacheng so easily, he directly poked Xu Jiacheng's heart, and whispered: "Dude, thank you!"

"Thank me for what?" Xu Jiacheng was a little stunned, and glanced at Jiang Hua suspiciously.

"Of course I want to thank you!" Jiang Hua lowered his voice, "If it weren't for you, how could I be in the limelight in front of He Linli?

"You!" Xu Jia gasped angrily, his hands were clenched into fists, but he slowly let go, jumped off the stage without saying a word, and walked to the side and drank alcohol.

And just when the two were whispering, Hua Manyue also found He Linli: "He Da Beauty, I don't know if I can borrow your dance partner tonight?"

He Linli smiled disdainfully: "Don't even think about it!

"Oh, is it?" said Hua Manyue with a provocative smile, "I don't believe it!