Chapter 59: Lottery!

"Okay." Lin Fan smiled slightly, and then walked towards the sixth floor, the heartbeats of all the sons and brothers continued to rise and fall with his footsteps, this kid was so lucky that he was able to be personally invited by Miss Dizi.

And Sun Qirui was pale, he looked at Lin Fan angrily, and had to admit that Lin Fan's literary talent was above him.

Soon, Lin Fan came to the sixth floor and sat on the table next to Miss Dizi.

"Do you know how to play music?" Miss Dizi looked at Lin Fan and asked.

"I understand a little." Lin Fan said that he had also learned some music on the earth, and he was also proficient in music, ace soldiers, and sometimes, he also needed to master some skills, otherwise, he might encounter some trouble when performing tasks.

"Boy, don't think you can do anything, and your tail will go up to the sky."

"Boy, I'd love to watch you roll down the sixth floor by yourself."

"Hmph, I think so too, that kid is humiliating himself."

Suddenly, the sons and brothers around looked at Lin Fan angrily, eager to peel Lin Fan alive, when did they have such treatment, Miss Dizi actually invited the kid to go up, they looked envious and jealous.

"Stinky boy, you're dead, I want to see if you can play it, you don't know anything at all." Sun Qirui said, he looked at Lin Fan angrily, if anyone present was the most angry, it was him.

Originally, every time Miss Dizi performed, he was out of the limelight, but he didn't expect that this time, his limelight was covered by an unknown boy.

This made him very angry, his anger was like the surging water of the Yangtze River, as if he wanted to drown Lin Fan.

"I'll show you." Lin Fan picked up a piano from Miss Dizi's maid from the side, and then he began to play, he played the piano as a guitar.

Suddenly, a fresh and elegant music sounded, everyone listened to it, they all felt very peculiar, very novel, but it was also very beautiful, what a beautiful piece of music, people feel very comfortable, giving people a kind of beautiful enjoyment.

As Lin Fan's voice sounded like playing the guitar, the music continued to drift away, and everyone thought it was so beautiful.

Gradually, Miss Dizi was also fascinated by it, and she also thought it was very good music, she picked up the flute and played, and suddenly, two beautiful music sounded, which made people feel so extraordinary, and it was also magical, looking like a piano.

The people around were drunk.

What beautiful music it is.

They haven't heard such good music yet, it's a very beautiful music, and it feels so extraordinary.

At this time, Lin Fan sang in his voice, and he sang a very beautiful song, which was not another song, but Shanghai Tang, which was a very heroic song.

Especially the first few sentences, it makes people feel so heroic, a heroic spirit emanates from it, it makes people feel so loud, and then a heroic spirit blooms, this is the most beautiful song.

Everyone was immersed in this beautiful and heroic melody.

When the song fell, everyone was still enjoying it, which showed the beauty of the song and singing.

About thirty breaths later, applause rang out in the floor, which was everyone's praise for Lin Fan's playing and singing.

"Poof, it's so ugly, dare to sing it." At this time, Sun Qirui first spurned the Dao, as if he heard a very ugly voice, and spoke with a clear conscience.

"It's just that it's not good, I play the piano randomly, and I don't know what I'm playing."

"Yes, I think so too, I don't know the rhythm at all, and I'm nonsense there."

"It's a shame, it's an insult."

Suddenly, the sons and brothers around him were also like Sun Qirui, speaking with a clear conscience, they didn't know if this would hurt their hearts.

"You guys, it's too much, it's obviously very good, but it's too much to speak with a clear conscience." Xu Kun said angrily, he felt that these people were really good at talking back, and they would say anything.

"I think it sounds good, too." Zhao Kuo also said at this time.

"They're like that, it's good not to see anyone." The eighth prince shook his head helplessly.

"Boy, if you have the ability, don't play there, blow it, make us a poem or two to see." Sun Qirui said that he had become the leader of the crusade against Lin Fan, and here, he was most unaccustomed to Lin Fan's style, so he wanted to make Lin Fan ugly in all aspects.

He knew that this poem was not so easy to make, so he didn't believe that Lin Fan would write another poem, even if he was for Miss Dizi's annual performance, he had to prepare for more than three months to be able to prepare ten poems.

He didn't believe that Lin Fan's poetry was so good that he could make poetry on the spot.

"Yes, you can." Lin Fan looked at Sun Qirui and said, "But, this has to have a color head, if there is no color head, it is not interesting, you dare to agree?" ”

"If I don't dare to say yes, you have to make two songs for me." Sun Qirui said, "If you can't do it, then you can get out of here, and I'll go up." ”

"Okay, if I make it, don't come to Hongmeng Mansion in the future to be embarrassed." Lin Fan said that he didn't think of anything good for the time being, but as long as he could restrain Sun Qirui, it would be okay.

"Boy, you do it, I'd like to see how you do it." Sun Qirui looked at Lin Fan and said.

"Okay, listen up." Lin Fan said, he sorted it out in his mind, and soon, he also thought about it, he decided to use a poem by Li Bai, he opened his mouth and said, "You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and not returning, and you don't see the sad white hair of Gaotang Mingjing, the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk, life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon, I am born to be useful, and the daughter will come back when it is gone...... Hu'er will exchange for fine wine and eliminate eternal sorrow with you. ”

Lin Fan looked at Miss Dizi.

Miss Dizi smiled, she found this poem very beautiful, it was so beautiful, she thought it was a very good poem, she thought it was really rare.

"Yes, yes." Miss Dizi was the first to speak, she thought it was really good, this poem can only be described with good use, it is really amazing.

She didn't expect Lin Fan's poetry to be so good.

However, Lin Fan drank a lot of wine, he let himself get drunk, when the time comes, if someone asks, he can say that he is drunk and made poems, if others ask, he can also deal with it, he knows that this is the poetry of later generations, he doesn't know what impact it will have on future generations when the time comes, that's not what he cares about, what he wants to do is to show it well now, maybe it will change history, but history will not change a lot.

He felt that the poems of later generations still belonged to the original authors, and the final interpretation was up to them.

Lin Fan just borrowed.