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The next second, he quickly stretched out his hand, snatched the piece of paper, stared at the twenty words on it, and savored it sentence by sentence.

A few plums in the corner, Ling Han opened it alone?

A few plum blossoms in the corner of the wall bloomed alone in the bitter cold.

Knowing that it is not snow, for there is a dark fragrance?

Why do you know that the white plum blossoms are not snow when you look at them from afar?

With Jiraiya's literary level, it is naturally easy to understand what this poem wants to express.

However, what really shocked him were the last two sentences!

'Remote knowledge' means that the incense is wafting from afar, faint and not obvious. The poet has a keen sense of smell, a unique eye, and is good at discovery. 'It's not snow', it doesn't mean plum blossoms, but the whiteness of plum blossoms is visible. It means that it looks very pure and white from a distance, but I know that it is not snow but plum blossoms. The poetic twists and turns are subtle and intriguing. Dark fragrance and quiet aroma.

This poem does not describe the branches and leaves of plum blossoms and the form of flowers, but deliberately writes about the character of plum blossoms 'Ling Han blooms alone' and writes about its refreshing 'dark fragrance'.

The more I savor this poem, the more goosebumps are going to rise all over my body.

Is this really the work of the little ghost in front of you that was done in an instant!

If he hadn't seen it himself, he really couldn't believe it!

This little ghost......

Gifted in poetry...... It's really horrible!

"Hey, this is the poem written by Sunan?"

"I know that it's not snow, because there is a dark fragrance?"

"It's very well written, I feel like I can smell the fragrance of plum blossoms. ”

"It's really good!"

Just as Jiraiya was savoring the poem, a few chatters rang out in the conference room.

Jiraiya subconsciously turned around and found that Naruto's little ghosts were standing behind him at any time.

"Stinky boys, it scared the hell out of me. ”

Naruto grinned and said, "uncle, you lower your head a little, you hold that poem like this, a few of us are too tired to watch." ”

Too tired to watch?

Zilai also shook his head, smiled and scolded 'stinky boy', sat down, and put the piece of paper written by Sunan on the table, so that several of them could also read it.

Naruto, Sasuke, Gintoki, and the four-wheel drive fighter also savored the poem.

Several people were a little silent.

Sunan glanced at their silent gestures, shrugged his shoulders, and took out his phone from his pocket.

Tsk tsk.

It's just a song "Plum Blossom" that scares you like this?

Look at your virtues.

Look at your silence now.

Are you still talking about me, buddy, about me fighting the landlord?

Really.

What's worse than that, you have to compare poetry with me?

Do you think Wang Anshi of my three-dimensional world is fake?

Do you think I will only use the poems of Li Bai, Du Fu, Bai Juyi, and Su Shi?

You guys are so naïve!

Maybe it's better than writing a little yellow text, buddy, and I'll just admit defeat.

Ay.

Invincible is really lonely.

Next, present the song "Invincible" as a tribute.

Invincible is much, how lonely. Invincible is many, how empty. Alone in the cold wind, the cold wind keeps blowing! My loneliness, who can understand me!

Take your time.

Feel the critical damage that my three-dimensional culture has brought to you!

Sunan shook his head, clicked on the game's icon, and started fighting the landlord again.

"Fight the landlord! Grab the landlord! I rob!"

"Don't double! Don't double! Double! Straight! Big you! Tube! Crush to death!"

"Airplane!"

"Bomb!"

"Hahahaha, you want to fight me, too! Dude, I've won again, right?

"Think you're great if you rob a landlord!?"

Hearing the voice, the corners of his mouth twitched, he raised his head and looked at Sunan who was constantly smiling, and from time to time he made some under-flat sounds, only to feel that the little green tendons on his forehead were about to jump.

Won again?

Boom?

Oh my boy, are you talking about yourself!?

Sakata Yinshi also raised his head, he looked at Sunan who was playing with the landlord, and couldn't help but slander.

Dude, the person sitting across from you is a great writer, don't be too presumptuous!

After a moment, Jiraiya still didn't say anything, and continued to lower his head, frowning.

The more he read this poem, the more he felt that it was extremely exquisite!

But at the same time, he was also a little skeptical.

How can someone who doesn't have too much important life experience write something so meaningful?

This made him puzzled!

Especially the sentence 'remote knowledge is not snow, for there is a dark fragrance', it is impossible to write without experiencing the ups and downs of life!

Actually, I really didn't guess this wrong.

This poem "Plum Blossom" was composed during Wang Anshi's second boycott, with this as the boundary, Wang Anshi's poetic style changed greatly, due to the fierce party struggle at that time, the poetry disaster was frequent, the poet generally will be bold and outward, introverted into subtle and deep.

And the plum blossoms written in the original poem are the embodiment of the author's personality. Wang Anshi failed to change the law and was forced to resign, very lonely. But he still stubbornly adhered to his political ideals. This poem expresses the author's ideological character and his deep affection as always, as always, with no regrets.

The more I think about it, the more suspicious I become.

He even had some suspicions that Sunan opposite him was actually just the body of a 19-year-old boy who owned it, and he was actually a forty-five-year-old adult!

Soon, though, he shook his head and shook off the unrealistic idea.

Could it be ......

This poem, is this little ghost written in advance?

Otherwise, why can you still write such a classic poem while playing with the landlord?

In fact, as early as after Sunan and Naruto competed, when Bo Feng Shuimen found himself with the song "Water Tune Song Head", he was suspicious.

He was suspicious of the little ghost......

Forget it.

The big husband doesn't make excuses, he can afford to put it down!

Jiraiya raised his head and coughed: "Little ghost, I admit defeat." ”

……

"What!"

"Throw in the towel?"

"Jiraiya-sama, are you kidding?"

"You haven't written it yet, okay?"

The voice fell, and several suspicious voices rang out in the conference room. Whether it was Naruto, Gintoki Sakata, or Sasuke and the four-wheel drive fighters, they were all shocked.

Hearing this, Sunan also raised his gaze from his mobile phone.

He raised an eyebrow in surprise.

Admit defeat?

That's too simple, isn't it?

However, it is also reasonable.

"Jiraiya-sama, think again! You haven't started writing yet!"

"Yes, why don't you try to write it? Maybe you can write better than Sunan?"

Better?

Jiraiya smiled bitterly and shook his head, it's not that he doesn't write, he really can't write.

First of all, he was not confident that he could write words more profound than this poem, and secondly, even if he did, it would be written in vain.

I just won't write about it.

You can also keep it at night.

Otherwise...... It's really a shame.

Jiraiya exhaled, he turned his head to look at the other anticipating imps, and then reached out and rubbed Naruto's hair, "Little ghosts, you really have an amazing friend!"

"By the way, do you just want me to win?"

Naruto paused suddenly, he opened his mouth and realized that he couldn't say a word.

Do you want to win too?

In that case, it is Sunan who loses.

But do you want southern Jiangsu to lose? No, either.

In Naruto's heart, in addition to Kakashi-sensei, his father Bo Feng Shuimen, and Makarov and other extremely super writers, he truly admires Jiraiya's 'everyone'!

All along, Zilai has been regarded as a mountain-like existence in his heart.

In other words, it's faith.

However, now, what he has always believed in has been broken by Sunan.

Jiraiya naturally saw what Naruto was thinking, he rubbed Naruto's hair twice more and turned his head: "You...... It's called Sunan, right?"

Sunan said with a grin: "Yes." ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Jiraiya's mouth: "You won, but I have a reluctant request." ”

Sunan tilted his head and said with a smile: "I refuse." ”

……

Jilai only felt that the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little broken.

Refuse?

Reject your sister!

I haven't even said what I'm asking for, okay?

What the hell is your unpleasant personality!

It's no wonder that even Makarov, Kakashi, Bo Feng Shuimon and others praise you, but they all bring up your unpleasant character!

No wonder Uchiha Itachi and Uchiha Obito can almost be by you!

I finally understand why!

Because, I'm about to be half angry with you!

Sakata Gintoki covered his face, he really didn't want to say anything.

Reject your sister!

Brother, can I call you brother!

……

Sunan continued to tilt his head, with a smile on his expression.

What if you refuse?

Anyway, it's not the girl who refuses!

……

Jilai also snorted, and he said angrily, "Although I admit defeat, you haven't met my requirements yet." So, you have to write another poem with the title of 'plum blossom' to get my approval!"

When the words fell, the others were a little curious.

He doesn't care about this, what can he do if he relies on the old and sells the old?!

He just wants to be sure now...... This little ghost named Sunan, how much else does it have in his stomach!

Scold.

Hehe.

Hehehe.

You're a fool!

Beware of me going to court to sue you!

Sunan narrowed his eyes.

Do you think I just want your manuscript of "Intimacy Tactics" so much? Isn't it just to write another poem?

Look at the darts! No, I'm writing a song for you, buddy!

Sunan raised the pen and put down the pen.

Everyone gasped and wrote a few lines on the paper.

"Fortune Operator: Yongmei"!

The wind and rain send spring back, and the snow welcomes spring. It is already a cliff with a hundred feet of ice, and there are still flowers and branches. Pretty doesn't compete for spring, only reports spring. When the mountains were full of flowers, she laughed in the bushes.