() That Qinggengfeng-Housheng professor crooked in a wheelchair... With his head resting on the wave reader... Interfering with the classification of group solutions...!

His waves of consciousness are deeply integrated into the ocean of what may be xìng...! That supercomputer never tires of working, sorting and storing that bunch!

In "Too Illusory"... jǐng Phantom Fairy accompanies the mathematicians of the TOP world to swim in the garden——

"Ahem! Your save... Hahahaha... It's true... Even... I doubt it's more real than we are! This garden

… Ha ha... I don't have a lot of literary cells... But I also think it's very... Flavor! These girls... Like bees... And pretty... Scary again! ==That professor shouted to Jǐng Phantom -

"Your help is so timely... Their save... It's the reward of our joint business... Dear Mr. Professor! ==That jǐng phantom fairy complimented——

"Hah! I sometimes... I also feel like a character... Someone is writing about me! I hope he's a master...! You Cao Xueqin... I appreciate it! His save zài is... Anti-probabilistic... Illogical! That is, your genius as the saying goes! ”——

"There's something I want to ask you about... Mr. Professor! Ignorance...! ==The vast master suddenly asked-

"Probability... I guess the master is trying to ask: Rulai... Result! ==The professor actually clasped his hands together and said—

"Mr. Professor! My Buddha's eyes are round... But the old man can't guess your mental arithmetic... Why, exactly? == The monk shouted-

"The Buddha... Spectators forever! Equal sign... Infinite equations... Infinite solutions... Only the equal sign remains the same! ==The professor sighed-

"Amitabha! Buddha xìng is everywhere! == The monk clasped his palms together and shouted-

"Mr. Professor! May I ask about the cycle of transmutation of "Too Unreal"... How many years? ==That Keqing actually asked.

All of them... They all stopped solemnly, and the professor muttered:-

"It's... Decided to... How many random perturbations are there at its core...! In other words: it depends on how Cao Xueqin continues to express xiàn...! ”

But he said, that Lin Daiyu... After hearing about the road to Xuanguling...

So, the pearl finally traveled to the edge of the world, enjoying the fireworks of the world!

What are world-like fireworks? Did the magistrate ever remember? What did my ghost brother say about the heavens and the world?

It turns out that there are countless worlds parallel to the world where the postnatal and the judge are located, and the closest one is the similar world; This world is very similar to the world of my generation, if you are named Zhang San in this world, then you are named Zhang San in the world of similarity; In such a world, there is a person named Jia Baoyu, then this person is named Jia Baobao in the similar world!

In the universe, everyone has multiple identities! [Criticism of the next generation: Everyone has multiple personalities!] 】

The simulated world is the simulated world of the real world, and if someone has a dream in the real world, the dream will be virtual in the simulated world; If someone writes a poem in the real world, the artistic conception in the poem is presented in the simulated world, and the colorful poems are like fireworks in the sky, reflected in the simulated world!

This Xuanjuling is the place where the poets of the past dynasties gather after the dust, and the Taibai often reclines on the side of Tianmu Peak, commenting on the poetry of the world! That Zimei settled behind Daizong Rock, and when he was looking for a good match, he forgot to pick up the grass! There is also the pastor who sits in the place where the white clouds are born and loves the late maple——! [Later life side criticism: Later life has sleepwalked so far! ] 】

None of this is new! There are also Zijian and his group of friends who have been drinking and chatting here many times. This rì, that King Chen feasted for new friends.

Who are your new friends?

He is exactly: Cao-Xue-Qin!

It turned out that after Cao Gongzi turned red, the poetry spirit in his soul rose to the extreme of the lofty mountain, and someone on the Xuanju Ridge had already recognized it and reported it to King Chen.

When Nazi Jian heard the news, he was overjoyed and said:——

"If you can have Xueqin's life, I am willing to give way to the throne!"

After that, Prince Cao finally drank and traveled with Cao Gongzi.

This rì, on the way to the heights, the pearl happened to meet King Chen for a new friend banquet, Xiancao heard that the ghosts called the main seat King Chen, knew who it was, and unconsciously stepped forward! Eavesdrop on the poems and philosophies around the ghosts.

Because Jiangzhu is born in a dream, it is different from the "soul format" of those poets and philosophers who were born in Hongchen! Therefore, although she shuttled back and forth, the ghosts didn't care, and she ran around!

However, that Cao Zijian is indeed super different! He found a shadow in the midst of all things! So, look closely, and it becomes clearer! I can't help but applaud: ——

"Good! You can't run! … Look! There's a dream ghost girl here who is mischievous! ”

When all the ghosts heard this, they all looked carefully in the direction of King Chen's fingers, and when they saw that this little ghost's beautiful eyebrows were eye-catching, they howled in unison:——

"The beauty is leisurely, picking mulberry and divergent roads.

The soft strips are rising, and the fallen leaves are fluttering.

Sleeves to see plain hands, Hao wrist about gold ring.

The head is golden, and the waist is cuilang?

The pearl is handed over to the jade body, and the wood is difficult among the corals.

Luo Yi is fluttering, and the light coat is returned with the wind.

Looking forward to the brilliance, the long howl is like an orchid.

The apprentice uses the rest to drive, and the rest forgets to eat......

Every time the ghosts praise a word, the beads will shine a layer of brilliance, and gradually break away from the "Dream Format" and enter the "Smart Format"-

"Oh...! Mygoddess!

Jiang Zhu was surprised to find that there was a new gold ring on her wrist and a new emerald on her body. ——

"That's it! Don't scare this girl! ==King Chen drank left and right——

"See King Chen!" ==The beads are like a shock——

"Ask the woman to live in peace?" ==King Ping asked——

"It's in the Grand View Garden.

Green bamboo trail.

The moon gate is closed.

Rong Hua Yao Chao rì.

Who doesn't want to be ashamed.

What is the camp of the matchmaker.

Yu clumsily doesn't know An.

The beauty Mu Gaoyi.

It's hard to find a good fate.

The crowd was in vain.

As Ardin observed.

After years in the room.

Tears often flow in the middle of the night......"——

"Ahh You're just... Daiyu girl? == King Chen was shocked. [Posterity's criticism: Split the air and ask! ] 】——

"It's the bead!"

There are sub-teachings:

■■○○●●○… Lonely Weikong is asking... Shangping: Yidong

○○○●●○○… Who can break the dream... Shangping: Yidong

○○●●○○■… Sympathy is the blood of the poet... Voice: Nine crumbs

●●○○●●○… The eternal articles are dyed red... Shangping: Yidong

Pingsheng: ○; Voice: ●; Voice: ■; Polyphonic words: ☆

I saw King Chen sitting on his side screaming, throwing the lamp, and falling forward——!

Everyone hurriedly smashed their chests and backs to wake up the man!

Everyone is gossiping, and they have discussed the identities of the two clearly! ——

"Daddy... Father...! == Jiangzhu evoked all the sufferings of the young orphan, and actually crashed into Xueqin's arms and cried loudly! [Later Criticism: It's broken... This cry... It's called the Big Bang of the Sure xìng! 】

The snow celery in the sorrow of the golden mourning jade frequently added the pain of the death of the young son is still self-forbearance, now the pearl in the Vientiane clear shadow out, such as rì falling iceberg, how can it be nothing? I had already picked up the slender grass, and my heart and liver cried loudly. [Posterity side criticism: Thousands of catties of strength to write this stroke. At the moment, everyone here hid their faces and wept, [Later life side criticism: write a stroke on the side, it's even better!] Daiyu couldn't stop crying. [Post-life side batch: Write a stroke naturally.] For a while, everyone slowly persuaded them, and Dai Yufang met the father of the book! ——

"Grass! - I thought - you were all burned by me! - You guys - can you all - okay? == Xue Qin yù asked if he couldn't——

"Daddy! We're all in "Too Unreal"! ==Jangzhu cried with joy -

"Ahh "Too Illusory"! … I'm just utopian! … How did it come true?! == Xue Qin tearfully said——

"We all think we're fake! … You can only take the fake as the truth! "==Beads.

For a while, King Chen was overjoyed and said: "Xueqin is so special, it is really unprecedented!" The lonely king wants to invite all the poets of the heavens to congratulate him on the feast! ”

When the world shook, the sages arrived!

During the banquet, Jian'an's seven sons: Kong Rong, Chen Lin, Wang Cang, Xu Gan, Ruan Yu, Ying Ling, and Liu Zhen supported the sentence and extended the chapter, and expressed their affairs; Li Du sighed, Han Liu. There is also that Sima Xiangru is dedicated to the front, and the Gongsun Auntie dances the sword in the back...!

None of this is new! When the news reached the western end of the Ringing Ridge, Baron Byron and Shakespeare, Goethe and Schiller, Pushkin and Lomonosov were shocked when they heard the news! They all shouted:——

"Ahh The Venus of the East is born! How lucky is that? I, Byron, can use this miracle as the subject matter! ”——

"Oh! What kind of brushstrokes are these? My Shakespeare's A Midsummer Night's Dream can only be presented in fireworks! And he...! ”——

"The one who created the zào is not a god on high! Just a civilian poet! This is the singularity of poetry! This is the glory of poetry! == Goethe, Schiller, Pushkin, Lomonosov praised.

So I came all the way to congratulate! The eight ghosts were walking along, and suddenly heard a ghost shouting behind them:-

"Good you Byron! If you have such a good thing, you won't take me with you! … When I sleepwalked in "Kublai Khan's Summer Palace", the first person to sue was you! ”

When the ghosts looked back, it turned out to be the famous Oriental sleepwalker Samuel Taylor Coleridge after the traveler Marco Polo! They all laughed and said:——

"Ahem! Why did I forget about you! The dreams of the Orient are incredible! You should interpret our dreams! ”

So, all the ghosts wore stars and wore the moon and returned to the east.

After a short walk, I saw a fire under the southern sky dome gradually brightening! Samuel Taylor Coleridge, the sleepwalker, said:-

"Look! It was the fire of the library in Alexandria, Egypt! - The verses in the fire are like a phoenix flying! - Fly to another world! - Go and find the poet who can be reincarnated! - Inspire the poet! Be born again in the chant of the poet! ”——

"That's Caesar's fire! He wanted to make Rome the only center of culture! A fire burned her! ==Byron revealed—

"Later generations have also written poems to praise...!" == Lomonosov.

Goethe said:——

"In this fire is the following:-

The complete collection of the Homeric epic of the 9th-century BC poet, which was edited for the first time in the library of Alexandria—

The complete manuscripts of the three great tragic poets of ancient Greece, Aeschylus (c. 525-456 BC), Sophocles (c. 496-406 BCE) and Euripides (c. 484-406 BCE) -

Manuscripts of the ancient Greek poet Theocritus (c. 310-240 BCE) –

Psalms by the illustrious poet Callimachus (c. 305-240 BC). ”

Schiller added:-

"The original manuscript of Euclid (c. 330-275 B.C.) -

"The philosophical theory of the philosopher Plotinus (205-270 AD) –

"The medical writings of Hippocrates (c. 460-377 BC), the founder of Western medicine." ——

"The work of the anatomist Herophilus (335-280 BC, who first performed human dissection in Aristalia), first proposed that the brain, not the heart, was the organ of the intellect——!"

Goethe said again:-

The work of Thales (c. 600-400 BC), the greatest philosophers Plato and Aristotle, the mathematicians Pythagoras, the historians Herodotus (484-420 BC), Thucydides (c. 460-400 BC) and Xenophon (c. 431-350 BC), and the writings of Archimedes of Syracuse (c. 290/280-212/211 BC——! ”

Seeing the message crumpled in the fire... Floating into space... Scattered into the black silence -

"FairWell! That spark of thought... will be reincarnated! The universe does not favor any one world! The Eastern philosophers said: 'Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs!' 'That's how they're doing... Sooner or later, we ghosts will be killed... Smash the text jiàn drip! == Shakespeare Road –

"The poet Virgil taught us: 'All who perish in history do not deserve to live!' == Byron shouted.

Samuel Taylor Coleridge, a sleepwalker, said:-

"It's still early! I visited the prophet Nostradammas! He has changed his most famous psalm:

July 1999 above

The king of terror descended from the sky

and resurrected King Agrummoa

Before and after, Mars ruled in the name of happiness——! ——

He said: 'July 1999 should be changed to September 11, 2001!' - And said: Humanity will not be completely changed until 3000 A.D.! ’”

After walking for a while, there was another firelight in all directions! Samuel Taylor Coleridge, a sleepwalker, pointed to one point:-

"It was the royal library of King Darius III of Persia burning! == That's Alexander the Great's fire! ”——

"Terrible symmetry! … Where there is a cause, there must be an effect! I'm waiting for my past life... It was the ancient Persian Empire... Read hard! == The way of the ghosts.

So, pass under the Himalayan Mountains and enter the eastern section of the Xujuling! Hayami has... Emperor Qin's book burning fire! Samuel Taylor Coleridge, a sleepwalker, pointed out:-

"There is a great work in this fire that has been reduced to ashes! - "Book of Songs"! Luckily, fire can only burn the written record, but not the heart's record! - There is a person who can recite 305 ancient poems and eventually write them again! We have to appreciate! ”

The sleepwalker casually recited the original text and the translation of the posterity:

Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island

… Guan! Guan! Crythefishhawks，onsandbarsintheriver:

My Fair Lady, Gentleman

… amild-manneredgoodgirl，finematchforthegentleman.

Jagged wattles, left and right flowing

… Araggedfringeisthefloating-heart，leftandrightwetrailit:

My Fair Lady, I covet it

… thatmild-manneredgoodgirl，awake，asleep，Isearchforher.

I can't ask for it, but I can't think about it

… Isearchbutcannotfindher，awake，asleep，thinkingofher，

Leisurely, tossing and turning

… endlessly，endlessly，turning，tossingfromsidetoside.

Jagged wattles, picked left and right

… Araggedfringeisthefloating-heart，leftandrightwepickit:

My Fair Lady, Friends of the Piano

… themild-manneredgoodgirl，harpandlutemakefriendswithher.

Jagged wattles, left and right hairy

… Araggedfringeisthefloating-heart，leftandrightwesortit:

My Fair Lady, bells and drums

… themild-manneredgoodgirl，bellanddrumdelighther——

"Absolutely! I'd rather be burned myself! I want it to save zài! == Goethe howled. [Later criticism: Goethe has a suicide complex! ] The troubled boy Lthi... Die for him! 】——

"There's the fire of "Afang Palace"! … There are also countless countries that have fallen into the country... Fire everywhere, smoke in eight places! However, the flying style is even better after all! == Sleepwalker Samuel Taylor Coleridge.

So, the ghosts only looked at the extreme of the high crane, and saw the poetry soul gathered!

Everyone thought that the grand occasion had reached this point, and it was beyond measure!

Who knows, at the end of the western dimension, there is a glow of ten thousand ways bursting shè, but see: Apollo God set up a chariot, Dante and Virgil sat on the high seat, and the stars covered the moon! The crowd is waiting to applaud...!

Unexpectedly, at the top of the Oriental Dimension Limit, Zirui is even more permeated, which is shocking: the Eastern Emperor Taiyi Yuyu Qu Zi is crowned and covered, covering the sky and coming...!

The crowd cheered with all their might! Sonic Vault...!

The man on the high place was lifted up by the sound and could not land! Ring a few turns, greetings and go...!

Everyone conjunctives and sentences, and it is needless to say that they handed over the cup and changed the lamp.

That Xueqin, the welcome is very happy!

Na Jiangzhu and that class of aunts Cai Nu, Yi An Jushi and other talented people gathered in one place

There are also guests from afar, such as Elizabeth Browning and Emily Brontë!

With such a grand occasion, how can there be no reason not to cause trouble?