Arrogance, what arrogance!

When Zhou Ao said this, Siemens was almost angry. Everyone laughed at it. Open your mouth and write 70 or 80 poems. You think he's a poet.

"Ah, it's really impossible to teach. Bragging is not an occasion. ”

"Look at his bear-like appearance. If he could write poetry, I would go back. ”

"Obscene behavior, regardless of image, is degraded to gentleness, degraded to gentleness. “

One mocking voice after another rang out, and the scholars shook their heads even more. They have seen shameless people, and they have never seen such shameless people.

Zhou Jian and Zhou Tao smiled from ear to ear, Zhou Ao was humiliating himself.

Qin Yu looked at Zhou Ao and Lin Mu, and also shook his head, with a trace of disgust in his eyes, how could the Zhou family have such a timid young master, so without the general's guard.

"Since Brother Zhou Ao is talented, let the princess and me take a look at Brother Zhou. ”

Siemens sneered.

Zhou Ao didn't pay attention to these mocking voices. He slowly got up from his seat, looked at Siemens and said, "You guys are ready to pay your respects." Of course, this young master can't let you pay your respects in vain. ”

Zhou Ao brazenly turned around and looked at the full moon in the sky with one hand behind him.

"The princess takes the full moon as a guide, and I, Zhou Ao, also use the full moon as a guide. In her poems, the princess respects the king of Qin, while I, Zhou Ao, respect myself. ”

Zhou Ao's face suddenly became very serious. There was a sadness in his eyes. He picked up a glass of wine on the table and lifted it to the moon high up—

From a pot of wine in the flowers, I drank alone. There's no one around me-

Until, raising my cup, I beg Bright Moon, to bring me my shadow, let's three-

Zhou Ao opened his mouth and said two words, raised his hand, and drank a glass of wine in one go, revealing a feeling of loneliness.

With only two words, everyone's faces suddenly changed, and those with mockery on their faces did not completely disperse, but added a surprise.

Including Princess Qin Yu, everyone looked at Zhou Ao in surprise. This sentence from the cash cabinet, raising my cup, I asked Mingyue, brought me my shadow, and let the three of us show a feeling of loneliness.

All those present were talented people, and they naturally knew how to appreciate. There are only two sentences that can draw everyone into that mood.

Zhou Ao directly picked up the wine jug on the table and walked towards the pavilion. He took a step and recited a poem -

Alas, the moon cannot drink, and my shadow stares at me blankly;-

But for a while, I still had these friends that kept me happy at the end of spring

I sang. The moon encourages me, and I dance. My shadow is in-

As far as I know, we are benefactors. Then I got drunk and we lost each other

Will goodwill be guaranteed?, I watched the long road of the river of stars--

After a few words, Zhou Ao had already reached the edge of the East Lake Pavilion. He looked up at the sky, and the moonlight sprinkled on him like a white veil, adding desolation to the whole scene.

In everyone's eyes, it was a sad figure, pitiful, people couldn't help sighing, Zhou Ao's whole person also fell into a kind of artistic conception, remembering that he had been in the Zhou family for all these years, thinking of his own independent yard, how many days and nights he drank alone in the sky.

There was silence, the whole scene fell silent, and everyone's eyes were on the figure, and there was no longer a trace of mockery in their eyes.

Especially those scholars who chew Zhou Ao's poetry in their mouths, the more they chew, the more they can feel the profound artistic conception and find it difficult to extricate themselves.

"Good poetry, good poetry, this is true poetry, eternal quatrains. Compared with Zhou Xiong's poems, the next few poems are basically not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning. ”

"Until, raising my glass, I asked Mingyue, bring me my shadow, let the three of us, America, it is so beautiful. Brother Zhou is really a great genius, a great genius. ”

"Admire, admire so much. “

Scholars' pursuit of literature is far from that of ordinary people. They have a longing heart. One of Zhou Ao's poems brought them into another artistic conception, making them unable to extricate themselves.

This is, of course, an eternal quatrain. Which poem by Master Li Bai is not eternal?

"No, it can't be. How can this bastard sing so well?"

"Hell, hey, hey, hey,

Zhou Jian and Zhou Tao's faces changed greatly. They wanted to see Zhou Ao make a fool of himself, but they couldn't imagine that the other party had really written a poem, and they wrote it so well, so well, so perfectly.

Zhou Jian and Zhou Tao clearly saw that Princess Qin Yu's eyes on Zhou Ao had changed. The results were quite different from what they expected. They are far from each other.

"I didn't expect that I still have such a talent in Daqin, even if it is a contemporary college student, I am afraid I can't do it. Zhou Gong, Qin Yu is really blind. ”

Qin Yu was surprised. Those few words were still in her mind. When it was really memorable, she walked down from the top and came to Zhou Ao.

"Zhou Gong, does this poem have a name?"

Qin Yu asked.

"Drinking alone with the moon"

Zhou Ao said softly.

"Drinking alone with the moon, good name, good poem."

Qin Yuzan said that his attitude and impression of Zhou Ao have also changed. Before, the disgust was gone.

"Princess, for Zhou Ao, this is just skinny. He could have composed more quatrains. ”

Zhou Jian said that he was unwilling to give up, and he didn't believe that Zhou Ao could make such a poem.

"Is it? Today's Mid-Autumn Festival feast, don't hide it from the proud son. ”

Qin Yu's eyes lit up.

"The princess wants to hear it, and Zhou Ao will naturally do her best."

Zhou Ao talked about cynicism and said seriously. He looked at Lin Mu out of the corner of his eye. A divine voice immediately came to his mind.

"I will recite a poem with the theme of the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Zhou Ao had plastic surgery, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he came-

When Hao Ling's Heavenly Treasure Mirror was raised, Yun Xianlai was silent-

A whole round of equal distribution, long companion Yunqu Li Ming——

The cunning rabbit fell out of the rope, and the demon frog gave birth to him before his eyes-

The hearse plans to wait together for the galaxy to be completely cleared-

The Mid-Autumn Festival is magnificent, directly creating a fairyland, making people feel like walking in the clouds, reverie.

Surprise it. Astound!

Everyone was shocked. Qin Yu's bright eyes became brighter and brighter. Scholars took out ink to record the verses.

Any one of these words shocked their hearts and left them in silence and unable to extricate themselves-

I haven't seen her for a long time, but it's been longer since we broke up, the east wind has blown, and a hundred flowers have withered

The silk of spring is woven to death, and every night the candle drains the wick -

In the morning in the mirror, she saw that her hair was turning clouds, but she dared to face the cold of the moonlight with an evening song-

There's no way to Pengshan, oh bluebird, listen!-Bring me what she said!-

Before everyone turned around from the fairyland, Zhou Ao went on a titleless chase.

Immediately bring everyone into another mood.

Sad, leave!

A feeling of sadness filled my heart and made me feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

I haven't seen her for a long time, but it's been even more since we broke up, the east wind has blown, a hundred flowers have withered, so sad, so sad, so pitiful

Shangguan Lingfeng muttered in a low voice, all the young ladies couldn't get out of the silence and felt sad and nervous.

At this time, all the women looked at Zhou Ao with obsessive eyes, as if they were looking at a male god, full of worship.

Qin Yu's eyes were also sad, seeing that this casual opening could make everyone become a person with a meaningful intention, he couldn't tell how shocked he was in his heart.

Zhou Jian and Zhou Tao were already dumbfounded, completely stupid!

"Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou is very talented. I have great admiration for what he does. ”

"Brother Zhou, don't be stingy with your talent. Two more, two more. ”

Several scholars cried directly, as if they had heard rare treasures, and they couldn't help but extricate themselves. Zhou Ao's image is already very high in their hearts.

It may be lucky to be able to write a poem, but it's amazing to be able to come casually and push your heart with every word.

"Then I'll make a show. ”

Zhou Ao looked at the frightened eyes one after another. His heart can't tell how frank he is. He has never been so frank as he is today-

When did the moon begin to appear?

I don't know the palace in the sky, what year it is tonight—

I want to return by the wind, I'm afraid of the elixir, it's very cold—

Dancing to find the shadow, like in this world-

Zhuan Ge, low Qihu, according to Sleepless-

There should be no hatred. What happens on the other side of the road?

People have joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and the moon rises and falls, and the moon rises and falls. The whole thing is hard to happen-

I want people to live a long life and be happy together for a long time-

The beginning of a water song once again pushes the atmosphere to a climax. Everyone is stupid, even Qin Yu is stupid.

But that's not the end of it. Zhou Ao seems to be very fond of poetry. He drank and recited 20 or 30 poems in a row. Only then did he stop wanting more.

When Zhou Ao turned his head after reciting 20 or 30 poems, he jumped in fright when he saw the expression on the East Lake Pavilion.

"Damn, don't do that. “

Zhou Ao shrunk his neck, and someone's expression was very uniform in that place, stretching his neck and looking at him with wide eyes.

"You're going to be famous. ”

Lin Mu's voice reached Zhou Ao's ears. The effect looks better than expected.

"Brother, you are so talented that even Qin Yu and the literati were shocked to this point. This bitch, Lady of the Empire, will surely grieve when she learns. ”

Zhou Ao was very happy.

Erupt.

Zhou Jian and Zhou Tao lay directly on the table, and the two looked at Zhou Ao like ghosts.

How is that possible? It's impossible. He could write poetry, and he would write so many poems.

"Brother Zhou, the sage of contemporary poetry, the sage of contemporary poetry."

A Confucian shouted excitedly, rushed to Zhou Ao regardless of his image, grabbed him, and startled Zhou Ao.

"I'll write all these poems and go back and show them to my teacher. “

"Ah, I'll never write poetry again."

Daqin came up with a poet who would take the lead in the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet. Princess Qin Yu, famous families, and scholars shocked her.

Although Qin Yu reacted, she had not completely recovered from the previous few artistic conceptions, she looked at Zhou Ao's eyes, her eyes were full of fire.

"God, isn't this girl looking at Lao Tzu?"

Zhou Ao's heart was pounding, but it seemed good to be attracted to an incomparable beauty.