Chapter 10: The Oiran of the Literary Struggle (3)
Hearing him say this, Cao Fei was a little unhappy. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Brother Cao?
Why are you in your forties and call me Brother Cao with a wrinkled face? My brother, you have a ...... look on your face And, how? It's good for you to compose poetry, but it's only occasionally for me to compose poetry? Okay, since you want it, I'll give you another one and see what else you have to say.
Thinking about it, Cao Fei didn't think about it, and immediately said: "The beauty rolled up the beaded curtain, sat deeply and frowned, but when she saw the tears wet, she didn't know who she hated." ”
As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden gasp around him.
Especially those girls who are maids, they look at Cao Fei's eyes with some admiration.
The audience in the live broadcast room can only see the main perspective, and so far they don't know what Cao Fei looks like, but they can see it, Cao Fei is one meter seven or eight tall, which is not particularly amazing during the Three Kingdoms period, but it is also a very gentleman's height, and he looks good, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. And the most important thing is his literary brilliance!
It's amazing!
In a short period of time, without thinking, a poem was written, and it is also a rare boutique.
What is this kind of talent and such a level called?
Talented! That's genius!
Yes, can it not be a genius, this is still a poem by the Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai, and the story of Huang Feihong's father and mother is famous, it is a superb poem of flirting sisters, and now Cao Fei has taken this poem of the Tang Dynasty to the Three Kingdoms to slap his face, this kind of behavior can only be described in four words - too! Remnant! Violent! Finish!
Du Hong is naturally knowledgeable, after listening to Cao Fei's poem, the colors on his face are red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, and they are about to become a palette, and at this time, the Huanrou girl, who had not spoken before, actually said: "Is Cao Gongzi blaming the little girl for being too serious?" But...... Cao Gongzi, but seeing that the tear stains are wet, the sentence is a bit exaggerated, although the little woman didn't laugh, she didn't cry either! ”
Oh, my God!
Miss Huanrou actually took the initiative to speak and accosted Cao Fei.
For a while, all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred fell on Cao Fei, there was less kindness and more malice, after all, there was only one Huanrou girl, whoever snatched her away was the public enemy of all the men present, and the most unkind one was Du Hong!
He didn't show favor to Cao Fei because of Miss Huanrou, but because he ...... Nima, was slapped in the face again.
It hurts so hot!
He has always regarded himself very highly, and feels that his literary level is very good, and no one is as good as himself, but now, he has been slapped in the face by Cao Fei in a row, how can he be embarrassed?
No, you can't just admit defeat!
Du Hong gritted his teeth and snorted coldly: "Brother Cao's talent, Du admires, however, literary talent is not just poetry, as the so-called writing a thousand words, if there is a spirit, I don't know...... Can Brother Cao do it? ”
As soon as these words came out, everyone present immediately turned their heads and looked at Du Hong with contempt.
It's just a matter of composing poetry, making a fu? Isn't that embarrassing?
As we all know, the most difficult thing in various literary genres is to compose an endowment, which is demanding, long, beautiful, and ambitious.
Although, the Three Kingdoms period was the most popular era of Fu, and there were a lot of high-quality products.
But...... Those are all splendid articles that are ground out word by word! It takes at least a few months for an endowment to take shape, how can anyone make it on the spot?
This kind of difficulty is similar to letting a big man take off his pants and have a baby in front of everyone......
At this time, there was also righteous indignation in the live broadcast room.
In addition to the previous eight audiences, there are a few more now, all of them are tourists, but regardless of their status, they all expressed their deepest contempt for Du Hong's request, and the hairless single dog has been entangled in the matter of his lack of money to reward, and he feels very embarrassed, and now, the opportunity to perform has come, and he immediately spoke: "Brother Fei, don't be afraid, I'll search for you on the Internet." ”
"yes, yes, we're going to search for it too."
"Thank you, but no." Cao Fei smiled, if it was before, there might not be a way, and if it wasn't good, it would really need everyone's help, but now...... Really no, after eating that memory capsule, Cao Fei's memory has reached a level close to a state of animity, think about the fu I have seen before, huh...... Immediately, a suitable article appeared in his mind.
It's just that a little bit of a change is needed......
"How? Brother Cao refuses to teach? Du Hong thought that Cao Fei was no longer good, and asked with sarcasm.
The other people present looked at Cao Fei and thought in their hearts that Cao Fei would definitely be silent this time.
In such a short period of time?
How is that possible......
However, at this time, Cao Fei suddenly smiled and opened his mouth to praise: "In the early years of Jian'an, Yu Chaojing was the master, and he returned to Luochuan. The ancients had a saying that the god of water was called Concubine Mi. Feeling Song Yu's matter to the goddess of the king of Chu, he made a gift. His words read:
Yu Cong from the Beijing Domain, said to return to the Eastern Domain. Back Yique, Yue Yuan, through the valley, Lingjing Mountain. The sun is tilting westward, and the car is annoying. Ernai tax is driven by the Gao, the straw is like the Zhitian, the tolerance is like the Yang Forest, and the flow is like Luochuan......
…… It seems to be like a light cloud covering the moon, and fluttering like the snow of the wind. Looking at it from afar, it is as bright as the sun rising to the morning glow; Forced to observe it, the scorching waves appeared. The fiber is heartfelt, and the fit is shortened. If the shoulders are sharpened, the waist is as such......
…… Hugh Xun flies, fluttering like a god, Lingbo walks slightly, and Luo socks are dusty...... Command the servant and drive, and I will return to the east road. He tried to resist the strategy, but he couldn't go. ”
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In the stunned eyes of everyone, Cao Fei was calm, smiling, and talking.
When he finished the last word, the scene was silent.
The live broadcast room was silent.
It's all as lonely as death.
Then, suddenly, the scene suddenly erupted into a boiling exclamation.
Tsk praise, self-ashamed, intoxicated silent recitation, applause, thigh clapping, knotting applause...... All these sounds rang out in one voice, and the ears were endless.
When have they ever heard such beautiful words?
Beautiful, gorgeous, and mesmerizing.
Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
This Cao Fei is simply ...... So talented!
And the audience in the live broadcast room also exclaimed at this time: "Brother Fei, I admire you too much, you are a graduate of the Chinese Department, right?" Can you even remember this? No, I have to tip you...... I can't control my hands anymore. ”
"What did Fei Ge read just now?"
"It's really uncultured, haven't you heard of "Luo Shen Fu"?"
"No ......"
…… Immediately afterwards, another piece of flowers was rewarded, and two more viewers were upgraded to apprentice-level fans.
Cao Fei smiled, this is Cao Cao's third son Cao Zhi's famous article "Luo Shen Fu", the rhetoric is dazzling, majestic, and it can be called the first article to praise women for thousands of years, and now it is very suitable to take it out and use it, but the beginning has been slightly changed, and the time has changed.
And who cares about such a small change......