Li Yi returned to the bar, and the three fat men were still talking. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Thirteen, you're back, hurry up, fill in two sentences of Li Bai's poem. ”

"What are you doing with Li Bai's poems?" Li Yi was a little surprised.

"This is an opportunity to get in touch with the goddess, you can get one for every five hundred yuan spent, we will spend a little more than 2,500 in total tonight, there are only five places, today thirteen you are the protagonist, divide two of you, me, Mosquito Mountain Tsai one person. ”

The fat man pointed to the center of the stage again: "Do you see the banner that the two big beauties are pulling, it is a Li Bai poem carefully selected by the mysterious goddess today, if the two sentences you fill in can be matched, then congratulations, you can enter the finals and officially join the ranks of competing for the first night of the goddess." ”

"Compete for the first night of the goddess?" Li Yi was a little speechless, this prison bar is simply half a kiln.

"But since it's the first night, it's still a chick, so there's no harm in giving it a try. ”

Li Yi rubbed his chin, he never thought that he was a decent gentleman, and this mysterious girl even took it out to sell on the first night, she must be a money worshipper again, and he hated such a woman the most.

'I can't say how to tease this money worshipper tonight.' ’

Li Yi thought in his heart, his eyes had already cast on the banner that the big beauty was pulling.

The poem chosen by the mysterious goddess is hidden, and it is estimated that it will not be revealed until everyone has filled it out.

Through the clairvoyance, Li Yi saw that there were ten big characters on the banner: Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor.

I learned this poem when I was in high school, and the name is super long.

"After the chaos and separation, Tian'en Liuyelang reminisces about the old travel book, and presents Jiang Xiawei Taishou Liangzai"

Li Yi still remembers that the last two sentences of this poem are, the immortal caresses my beard, and the hair is immortalized.

When Li Yi read these four sentences for the first time, there were only eight words in his mind, and he was shocked and shocked.

"I didn't expect her to like such heroic and atmospheric poetry as a woman, I'm afraid most people can't guess it. ”

Li Yi shook his head and filled in the last two sentences onto a piece of paper.

"I'll just fill in a poem, and the three of you will see it one last chance. ”

"Thirteen, the opportunity is rare, if you miss it, there will be no next time. ”

"Li Bai has so many poems in his life, how much difference can there be between one chance and two chances, if you really want to have a good character, one time is enough, if your character is not good, even if it is ten times and a hundred times, you may not be able to guess it correctly. Li Yi gave himself a step first.

"Hehe, then we're welcome, Mosquito Boy, rock-paper-scissors. ”

The three of them competed for a while, and in the end the fat man won and got the last chance.

"What should I fill in?" the fat man fell into the trouble of happiness.

"Brother Fat, you might as well follow Thirteen, the poem he filled in is very good. ”

Fang Wen looked envious, two chances were closer to the goddess than one chance, but Li Yi didn't want it.

", you two rabbit cubs don't understand a woman's heart, the goddess is a mother after all, how can she like such a bold poem, Thirteen must have been passed, how can I go with him." ”

"Mothers are generally very eager for love, there is, the goddess must think of Li Bai's "Qingping Tune", the famous flowers are full of joy in the country, and the king looks at it with a smile, hehe, that's it. ”

The fat man spread out the paper with great excitement and wrote down the last two lines of the poem with a pen.

Explain that the spring breeze is infinitely hateful, and the agarwood pavilion is leaning on the north of the gan.

The fat man nodded with satisfaction: "Shanzi, go to the ballot box." ”

The whole bar was bustling with poetry.

Li Yi noticed that the influential figures of Jinghua University in the front booth did not make any moves, and guessed that it should be because they consumed a certain amount and automatically entered the finals.

After everyone had filled out the poems and put the paper balls into the ballot box, the barmaid walked to the stage.

The hostess has a pair of Danfeng triangular eyes, which is also quite attractive.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to tonight's flower picking. ”

The host's voice is very sweet, and you can be a voice actor.

There were a few screams from the audience.

Hearing the three words of the flower picking meeting, Li Yi almost didn't laugh.

An event that sells the first night has such an elegant name, what is the difference between this and the street girl who is a **** and sets up an archway.

"Right now, our staff is counting the poems, and the results will be available in half an hour, so in order not to make you sit and wait, we will invite our flower god to perform on stage tonight. ”

"Flower God Flower God Flower God ......"

Suddenly, a group of male animals shouted under the stage.

The three fat men were even more hoarse, and the cliff was the legendary hormone chasing clan.

With this scream, six hot beauties in leaky clothes walked to the stage and began to dance with twisting their waists and swinging their hips.

After a while, a slender girl with a veil followed her to the stage.

Seeing that the figure was somewhat familiar, through clairvoyance, Li Yi recognized it, and his eyes lit up.

"Isn't this the beautiful woman who went to the men's toilet to peep, no wonder there are so many sets in the bag, it turns out that she came prepared. ”

"It's quite thoughtful, a beautiful girl like her, it's the first night, any normal man encounters, and you can't collect the clouds and rain if you don't do it ten times or eight times, but you have a veil that means a few things, and you're ready to sell the people of the first night, and you're still like a saint, you think you're Xiao Zhao. Li Yi was a little ashamed.

Su Mo didn't know that Li Yi was judging her obscenely at this time.

She walked over to the harp that had been prepared on the stage and sat down, and began to play the famous harp song "The Passage of the Wind".

The white fingers plucked the strings, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes slow and sometimes urgent, sometimes like spring and white snow, sometimes like a storm.

Every note seems to penetrate the heart, touch the mind, and make people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

Li Yi was staring at the six girls with twisted waists and white buttocks swallowing saliva, when he suddenly heard the sound of the piano, he couldn't help but close his eyes, he had never heard such a moving melody.

At the end of the song, the originally bustling bar was silent, and it took a few moments to remember the thunderous applause.

"It's so beautiful, it's so beautiful!" Xu Shan.

"Just rushed this song, and more than 2,000 yuan was not spent in vain. Fang Wen.

"Who is this mysterious goddess, who can play such a heavenly sound, if you can spend a good night together, it will be perfect, even if you can't spend a good night together, you can see the true face of Lushan. The fat man shook his head excitedly.

"It's a pity that you can rely on your talent to eat, but you have to rely on your body. Li Yi was even more speechless.

Such a beautiful girl, and playing such a good tune, what kind of man can't find it, why sell the first night?

What is the difference between this and asking to be a junior?

As soon as the song ended, the beautiful host came up in time: "Ladies and gentlemen, after enjoying the music that has been around the beam for three days just now, I must be even more eager to spend the night with the god of flowers." ”

"Flower God, Flower God, Flower God...", a tsunami-like shout broke out from under the stage.

The god of flowers is both talented and beautiful, and in ancient times, that is Su Xiaoxiao Chen's round and round character, who doesn't want to dye a little romantic debt.

"Everyone, don't be impatient, the results of the poetry statistics have come out, and only one student is very lucky to match the poems. ”

The beautiful host sold a pass, and there were urgings under the stage, and I couldn't wait to know the result.

The fat man held his breath, his face was full of anticipation, and he now regretted that he had consumed too little before.

The beautiful host smiled, and then said: "That classmate at No. 39 Gaotai, yes, yes, handsome guy, it's you, can you please tell me what the two poems you filled in?"

Everyone's eyes turned to the position of No. 39 Gaotai. It was Li Yi who was sitting.

Li Yizheng was sipping a little wine, and suddenly heard the beautiful host shouting herself, and smiled knowingly: "Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor, immortals caress my beard, and my hair is immortal." ”

This beautiful host is very smart, and confirming it in advance can not only prevent someone from replacing her, but also block everyone's mouth.

Li Yi recited poetry while drinking, and he really had the taste of the poet fairy Li Bai.

The host smiled brightly and motioned to the two beauties pulling the banner to remove the cover on the banner.

Everyone saw that what was written on the banner was the heavenly Bai Yujing, the twelfth floor and the five cities.