Poetry?

Yi An had an idea in his heart.

This is not the earth, and the poems of the earth are also very suitable here.

When he first came to Hailanxing, he thought that if he couldn't become a martial artist, he was ready to develop towards the entertainment industry.

But when he became a spirit martial artist, this thought was forgotten.

How can he make money in the entertainment industry now.

It can be said that he is now worth hundreds of billions, and it is estimated that it is difficult to make such money when he enters the entertainment industry.

It's not just the money, it's the status it has now.

With his current talent and strength, he will be recognized wherever he goes.

Back to the main living room.

The food that was originally placed in the main living room was pulled to the sides, and dozens of blank stone tablets were placed in the middle.

He glanced at the steles, and he found that they were of unusual material and very hard.

Qing Yao saw everyone walk in, smiled and said, "Everyone has seen these stone tablets, just engrave the poems you created on them, there are many experts here, they will judge who is the final winner." ”

"I've been in a big business lately, I'll come first!"

As soon as Qing Yao's words fell, a man with glasses walked out with a sword in his hand.

Qing Yao pursed her lips and nodded with a smile, then stepped aside.

The man wielded a sword with a luster and began to swing it at the stele.

"Bell~"

The bells and whistles of the sword flower dance are very handsome.

It's a pity that after a handsome operation, there is no trace left on the stele.

It's embarrassing.

"How is that possible?"

The man was also stunned, and looked at the stele in shock.

He was also at the peak of the fifth grade, and he didn't leave any traces on a stone with all his strength, which shocked him.

After the shock, he was about to try again, but he was swept back by Qing Yao's palm, knocking him back a few steps, "Sorry, each person only has one chance." ”

Although he was a little unwilling, the other party was a spirit master of the ninth grade, and since Qing Yao said so, it proved that he had no chance, so he had to sigh and retreat to the side.

With him proofing, the surrounding group of young people all thought about it, and no one tried it personally.

Some people are because they haven't thought of poetry well, and some people are estimating whether they can engrave it with their strength.

Chen Xuan folded his face in Yi An's hand, and when he saw Yi An's contemplative appearance, he sneered, walked to Yi An's side and said, "Yi An, is it?" If it weren't for my grandfather to help you, you would have died. ”

"Not necessarily, right?" Yi An replied with a light smile.

"Less proud, do you dare to compare poetry with me?" Chen Xuan said with a smile, "I remember that your grades were average in school, and you didn't even get into college, so you must be very lacking in poetry, right?" ”

Yi An smiled and said, "Do you know why I didn't go up? ”

Chen Xuan was puzzled, "Why?" ”

Yi An pondered for a second and said, "I usually write too many poems, and I don't know which one to use for a while." ”

"Just blow it." A beautiful woman next to Chen Xuan sneered, "You really write poetry so easily, if it's really so easy, anyone can be a poet, besides, even if you haven't even graduated from high school, still write poetry?" Laughed at me. ”

"Yes, don't think that you are the boss with a little strength, if it weren't for President Chen to stop and let Chen Shao use the big move, you would have died a long time ago!" Another sister also chimed in.

After a while, a few more sisters came over, gossiping, all saying that Chen Shao had taken his life, and now he was chattering.

Women are really scary, especially licking dog green tea.

As the saying goes, three women in one play, and a group of women are simply noise exporters.

Xu Hai, who was standing behind him, was dumbfounded.

Yi An was also very speechless, in order to prevent them from continuing to make noise, Yi An said to Chen Xuan, "That's it, Chen Shao is so powerful, let's make a bet, whoever wins the poem between the two of us can win each other's 100 catties of yuanshi, how about it?" ”

One hundred catties of yuan stone, which is equivalent to a big gamble of five billion.

Even if Chen Xuan is Chen Changfeng's grandson, he may not have so many Yuan Stones.

When Yi An saw Chen Xuan hesitating, he glanced at Xu Hai and the others.

Xu Hai stretched out a finger: Divide me ten catties!

Yi An frowned, and passed on the message to everyone, "One person has a maximum of one catty, and no one dares to bargain for a single gram." ”

Xu Hai smiled and nodded.

It seems that he had long expected that Yi'an would say this, and he also expected that Yi'an would not give them so much, and the previous bidding was just to give Yi'an room for counteroffer.

One pound of yuan stones is equivalent to 50 million, and they can get 50 million if they provoke it, and they are already very satisfied.

"Ahem~" Xu Hai coughed lightly, and said to Yue Peng beside him with a smile, "A hundred catties of yuan stones is not a small amount, looking at the younger generation, our captain can handle it, and others are estimated not to have so many yuan stones even if they are the heirs of the god prince." ”

Yue Peng echoed, "That's it, I said captain, no matter what, I have to give Chen a little less face, and I can bet ten catties." ”

Fang Yuhao said, "Who do you look down on ten catties?" Chen Shaohao is the grandson of President Chen, how can he not have a hundred catties of yuan stones, I think Chen Shao can take out a thousand catties! ”

Lin Feng said to Chen Xuan expressionlessly, "Do you bet or not?" You don't have a yuan stone, do you need me to borrow you? ”

……

The members of the bully team said one sentence to another, and Chen Xuan's face turned red.

"Who said I don't have a hundred catties of yuan stone, bet, why don't you bet?"

He finally fell for the bullying team's aggressive tactics and finally agreed.

Yi An said, "Many people present heard it, and I hope that Chen Shao will not be repaid when the time comes." ”

Chen Xuan sneered, "Don't worry, it's just a hundred catties of yuanshi, I want to see how to compose poems with your cultural heritage, don't just take one or two limerick poems, it will make the audience laugh when the time comes." ”

Yi An stretched out his hand and said, "Since Chen Shao is so confident, you invite first." ”

"Humph!" Chen Xuan said, "I'll do it first, give you time to think about it, don't let others laugh at me when the time comes." ”

Yi An smiled but did not speak.

"Whoosh~"

After Chen Xuan finished speaking, with a wave of his palm, dozens of zhang charms flew out of his hand and nailed to the top of the stone tablet.

"Bang Bang Bang~"

The spell exploded, leaving shallow traces on the stone tablet, and a poem came out.

"Chen Shao deserves to be Chen Shao, this is a Qinggang stone, he can write poems on it, admire and admire!"

"Chen Shao's poem is even more unique, the momentum of tearing open the sky and looking at the sword is exciting."

"This championship must be Chen Shao's."

……

Chen Xuan nodded with satisfaction as he looked at the poem he had written, and was also responding to the compliments of a group of people nearby.

At the same time, he also looked at Yi An with provocative eyes.

"Bell Bell Bell ~"

Yi An sneered, and the 108 sub-swords in the Juque Sword appeared, floating in front of him, and with a wave of his hand, the 108 sub-swords flew towards a stone tablet.

The 108 swords flew on the stele like streamers.

However, as soon as he wrote the first line of the poem, there was a gasp around him.

When a poem was fully presented to everyone's attention, the audience fell silent.

I was shocked to look at the poems on the stele!

Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming.

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star.

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles.

Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name.

Idle over the letter tomb drink, take off the sword and kneel forward.

will scorch Zhu Hai and persuade Hou Huan.

Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light.

After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit is born.

Saving Zhao with the golden mallet, Handan was shocked first.

Two strong men in Qianqiu, Xuanhe Liang City.

The bones of the arson are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world.

Who can write Your Excellency, the white head is too mystical.

This poem is "Chivalrous Journey", and Yi An chose this poem mainly because of the integrity in the poem.

The great man of chivalry, for the country and the people!

(ps:Xiao Ye basically has this poem in every book.,No way.,Xiao Ye likes Li Bai's poem too much.,Thank you for your continued support.,Seriously,There's no manuscript fee for this book.,Recently, Xiao Ye was helping to earn living expenses for the family.,By the way, I conceived another one.,When the two books are written together.,I hope you don't dislike it.,I'm sorry, I'm sorry.,The reality doesn't allow Xiao Ye to write a book with no income.,If it weren't for the support of a few brothers.,You can still eat a bowl of instant noodles.,Xiao Ye couldn't hold on for a long time.,Woo woo...... ）