Zhu Guobi thought very clearly in his heart, there are many literati in the outer hall, and there is also Song Zhengyu, a famous person who is as famous as Chen Zilong, he has never lost.

For Wang Yan, Chen Zilong also knows about Liang Zhu's song, and he doesn't know his real talent, but he knows many celebrities in the outer hall, especially Song Zhengyu, very well.

A few good poems have come out just now, especially the one by Song Zhengyu, which is already a masterpiece, and he is very worried about whether Wang Yan can make better poems, so he intends to stop it.

If Wang Yan fails, he will really suffer the humiliation of his crotch, then he will have a ruined future in the future, and he will not be able to gain a foothold in the court and Shilin.

"Shi Heng don't pay attention to others, you just leave with me." Chen Zilong glared at Zhu Guobi angrily and grabbed Wang Yandao.

"Brother Wang, listen to my teacher's words first, and you don't have to meet others." Xia Wanchun brought Wang Yan here, and now Wang Yan encountered such trouble, which made him feel very guilty. Although he believed that Wang Yan was very talented, he did not dare to let him take risks.

"If you are afraid, you can also leave, and your father is not an unreasonable person." When Zhu Guobi saw Chen Zilong's reaction, he was more confident in his heart, and he was even more convinced that Wang Yan was just an unknown person, so he immediately laughed and said: "Everyone in the hall is a well-educated scribe, a rich and noble son, and a rat, but it is not suitable to stay here, and go, and go, don't let your own prince see you again." ”

"You can say it again~" As the old saying goes, the lord humiliates his ministers to death, listening to Zhu Guobi's insulting words, Liu Shun was immediately furious, he did not lack the courage to splash blood in five steps.

Wang Yan knew that now was not the time to be impulsive, so he hurriedly grabbed Liu Shun, and then sneered at Zhu Guobi: "You have your eyesight, how can you know gold and jade!" ”

Zhu Guobi frowned when he heard this, and was about to make a sarcastic remark, but Wang Yan didn't give him a chance, and walked directly to the nearest table, and then spread out a piece of rice paper.

When everyone saw this, they knew that he was going to write poems, so they hurriedly followed, gathered around to watch, and Qian Yifeng hurriedly helped him study ink.

Chen Zilong and Xia Wanchun were anxious when they saw this, but seeing that Wang Yan was not a reckless person, they could only choose to believe in his talents.

Wang Yan ignored everyone's gaze, lifted the brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote on rice paper, "One generation and one pair in a lifetime, fighting for two ecstasies." Lovesick and not blind date, who is the spring of the day. The pulp is easy to beg for the blue bridge, and the medicine is difficult to run into the blue sea. If you visit Oxford, you will be relatively poor. ”

Every time Wang Yan wrote a word, Xia Wanchun read out a word, and after a poem, it was natural, and his face was suddenly full of joy, "Brother Wang has made a good word, it is really an excellent work." ”

Seeing this, Chen Zilong on the side immediately relieved his heart, "Wang Shiheng, great talent!" ”

This poem seems to describe a pair of lovers, who are obviously a match made in heaven, but they can't be together, and the two places are separated. I miss love all day long, but I can't see each other, which makes people desolate and haggard, and I am ecstatic.

The two women in the inner hall couldn't help but burst into tears when they heard this, Xu Yanyan felt that Wang Yan was writing for her, telling her and Wang Yan, and the beautiful woman was saddened by Wang Yan's words.

"If you visit Oxford, you will forget about poverty." The beautiful woman is Li Xiangjun, she is now separated from Hou Fangyu, and she feels that Wang Yan's words speak her heart with infinite emotion in her heart. "If you can be like a cowherd and a weaver girl, meet in Tianhe, and abandon everything, what are your regrets? My sister's prince is really pleasing to people. ”

"Does my sister miss Hou Gongzi?" Xu Yanyan saw Li Xiangjun's sadness, and hurriedly comforted: "Sister, don't be sad, Yanyan believes that a lover will eventually become a family, and my sister and Hou Gongzi will definitely be together." ”

Wang Yan's lyrics were unanimously praised by everyone, and everyone knew that he was Wang Shiheng, the author of Liang Zhu, and immediately changed his previous state.

Although Zhu Guobi has no talent, he has been mixed in Shilin for a long time, with elegance, he can't write by himself, and he still has the ability to taste, and when he saw Wang Yan write the first sentence, his face had changed greatly.

At this time, Zhu Guobi saw everyone's reactions, and immediately became anxious. "In my opinion, that's just it."

Seeing this, Wang Yan only had a sneer on his face, and immediately picked up a pen and wrote it again on rice paper, but this time it was not a poem, but a music score.

Everyone knows that he is Wang Shiheng, who composed Liang Zhu, and when he saw him composing another song today, he immediately became interested, with Liang Zhu in front, the results are there, and anyone will be full of expectations for the new song.

Li Zhenli, who originally thought that Wang Yan would be a trouble, also put her mind at ease at this time, and even considered letting Wang Yan write lyrics and songs for Xu Yanyan to compete for this year's Oiran Competition.

I am afraid that only Zhu Guobi was unhappy present, of course, Song Zhengyu, who had the opportunity to come out on top, was not much better, but Song Zhengyu did not gamble with Wang Yan, so the most embarrassing and tormented was Zhu Guobi.

This is Zhu Guobi wanted to leave, but he was unwilling, he secretly looked at the rice paper composed by Wang Yan, and saw that the meaning of the words was far from the first song, so he decided to stay, he didn't believe that Wang Yan could make two excellent works in such a short time.

After a short time, Wang Yan had already written the lyrics, so he asked Li Zhenli to hand them over to Xu Yanyan in the inner hall, and everyone sat down and waited.

The quality of the lyrics and songs has to be sung before everyone can judge.

In the inner hall, Xu Yanyan and Li Xiangjun took over Wang Yan's score, both of them are masters of music and rhythm, especially Li Xiangjun, who plays the pipa in one hand, just by looking at it a few times and plucking it on the piano a few times, he knows that the lyrics and songs are extraordinary.

"My sister is so blessed, she has this wishful luck." Li Xiangjun looked at the music score on the paper, his eyes lit up, and he complained: "I'm afraid this is Wang Gongzi again, especially for his sister." ”

"My sister knows how to make fun of Yanyan." Xu Yanyan's face turned red, and she protested in a low voice, and then proposed: "Sister sings, is it okay for Yanyan to touch the piano?" ”

Li Xiangjun would not have performed in front of everyone, but the lyrics and music composed by Wang Yan made her want to stop, so she agreed immediately.

In the outer hall, everyone is still talking about what happened just now, and it is foreseeable that tonight's events will soon spread throughout the city of Nanjing with the mouths of everyone.

Zhu Guobi listened to the sound of discussion around him, his face was cold, and he couldn't help but pray secretly that Wang Yan's score must not be too good, otherwise he would become the laughing stock of Shilin, and he would fall into a joke of "I don't know Wang Shiheng with my eyes, and I mistake the night pot for a teapot".

Sometimes, it always backfires, Zhu Guobi concluded that he must have not read the yellow calendar before going out, and today he must be destined to commit Tai Sui.

In the inner hall, a piano sounded, tactfully moving, and everyone in the outer hall quieted down unanimously, and then a female voice full of tenderness was conveyed.

"Li Xiangjun!" Some literati who had heard Li Xiangjun's lyrics immediately exclaimed.

With the singing, everyone's mood fluctuated.

The west wind crosses the cold mountains and rain at night, and the family and country are vaguely in a dream.

Sijun doesn't see Bei Sijun, and it's unbearable to part.

When will the wolf smoke and beacon fire stop, and the king will be defeated in vain.

The wax torch has been left with tears and is difficult to dry, and the country is not old.

Endure parting, can't bear but parting, Tuo Hongyan went south, I don't know where to send this heart.

The red face is old, let the stars change, but the love will not change.

Looking at this song alone, it can't be compared with the previous masterpiece, but with the rhythm is completely different, the artistic conception in the lyrics, with Li Xiangjun's tender and infectious singing, is displayed in everyone's minds, introducing everyone into the world created by lyrics and songs.

Li Xiangjun's melodious voice makes people can't help but fall into the story described in the words when listening, and the ups and downs of the road are eloquent, which makes people cry.

The people in the outer hall were intoxicated with the singing and piano sounds, even Zhu Guobi was unconscious, trapped in the world of music, and the melody and lyrics kept circulating in his brain, and when Li Xiangjun was about to finish singing, he suddenly woke up.

Zhu Guobi looked at the people who were immersed in the lyrics and songs, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this place is not a place to stay for a long time.

At that moment, he hatefully glanced at Wang Yan, who was sitting in the distance and listening with his eyes closed, and quietly left.

After singing a song, everyone was still unsatisfied, and praised one after another, Li Niangzi's singing skills are amazing, Wang Shiheng's lyrics and songs are excellent, and Xu Niangzi's piano sound is melodious and tactful, and it is beautiful. As for Zhu Guobi's quiet departure, everyone tacitly did not mention it, and Wang Yan naturally did not chase after **** and humiliate him, so the gambling and fighting was stopped.

"Shiheng's lyrics and songs are really unique, different from others, and the style is unique, which is really admirable. And the lyrics of the song are dark and the current situation, the national disaster is at the head, the man wears armor and carries the sword to the battlefield, the beauty is looking forward to it in the rear, endure parting, can't bear but parting, it is really an excellent song. Although the song just now seemed to tell the woman's love path, Chen Zilong heard a trace of broken mountains and rivers, and a sense of worrying about the country and the people, which made him infinitely emotional.

"Brother Wang, what a talent, Xiao Yin admires." Xia Wanchun said happily: "But Xu Niangzi's piano is also good, and Li Niangzi sings better." ”

For everyone's praise, Wang Yan thanked him one by one.

At this time, although everyone is still unsatisfied, but after all, this activity of Meixianglou has ended, Li Zhenli is satisfied with this, there are today's stories, poems and lyrics, and Meixianglou will inevitably be famous tomorrow.

With an excellent word and an unforgettable new song, Wang Yan was undoubtedly recommended by everyone as the best in the competition.

At this time, it was already the middle of the year, and after Wang Yan was elected as the winner, everyone in the outer hall left unsatisfied.

At that moment, Wang Yan also said goodbye to Chen Zilong and Xia Wanchun, and the two sides left their contact addresses, and agreed to visit Zuo Maodi together tomorrow, and the two left first.

At this time, Wang Yan asked Liu Shun and Qian Yifeng to wait outside, and he followed Li Zhenli to the inner hall, the road was not far, but he seemed to have walked for a long time.

Before coming to the inner hall, Wang Yan raised the gauze curtain with one hand, and in the inner hall, in front of the guqin, Xu Yanyan was dressed in a neon dress and feather coat, and she was already in tears.

Wang Yan stood there like this, facing each other on all sides, speechless, only a thousand tears.