Li Xiaoyu's historical achievements have not been very good, but he must now have a secret that the world's top historians don't know.

What is the constellation of the golden lotus, and which expert will come out to answer?

The next day, Li Xiaoyu had just eaten breakfast and was about to go to the field, when he suddenly received a call from Principal Zhang, complaining about why he didn't tell him when he recruited new students.

"Freshmen?"

Li Xiaoyu wondered, "I didn't enroll?" ”

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, "But Teacher Li Fu and Teacher Pei just called and said that someone went to the school and said that he was a student here, I thought it was recruited by you, I am now in the province for a meeting, and I can't come back for a while, you go to the school first to see the situation." ”

Li Xiaoyu was confused, and hurriedly changed his clothes and rushed to school.

I saw the heroes gathered around the basketball court, and there were a few laughs.

"Brother Wu Yong, what's going on?"

Li Xiaoyu saw Wu Yong and Lin Chong walking back, so he hurriedly asked.

Wu Yong shook the feather fan and smiled, "There's a drunkard here, it's interesting, it's not that he's a student here, you should hurry up and take a look." ”

After speaking, he left with Lin Chong talking and laughing, Li Xiaoyu was stunned, and hurriedly pushed aside the crowd and walked in.

I saw that on the middle of the middle circle of the basketball court, a middle-aged man wearing a white robe was cross-kneeled, holding a special drifting bun, holding a turquoise green gourd in his right hand, and holding two fingers together with his left hand, pinching a sword trick, and said loudly, "Sigh, you don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, and it flows to the sea and never ........returns."

The heroes laughed, "Good poetry, good poetry, one more." ”

The middle-aged man in the white shirt finished reading a word, poured a few sips of the wine in the green gourd into his mouth, and then shook it, "Bring the wine, there is no wine and no poetry!" ”

These heroes are usually idle, but when they saw that they had fun to be amused, they behaved very cooperatively, and hurriedly asked people to bring a basin of liquor up.

The man in the white shirt sniffed with his nose, "Good wine!" ”

A good man who was born white and chubby smiled, "That's nature, these are our home-brewed three bowls, you drink it quickly, and then read us a poem after drinking." ”

"I have 10,000 poems in my belly, how much wine, how many poems, sigh, drunk often love to escape Zen, Li Bai Yidou poems 100, Chang'an City on the restaurant sleeps, the Son of Heaven does not come to the boat, claiming that the minister is a fairy in the wine........"

Every time he took a sip of wine, the middle-aged man in the white shirt recited a poem, and the heroes applauded, but most of them were a kind of ridicule to make fun of the boring man.

Li Xiaoyu always felt that something was wrong with this person, seeing that he was so proficient in reciting Li Bai's poems, could it be........

Ding——

At this time, a message suddenly came in from the mobile phone, which was sent by Lao Wang's wife: A customer is here, you can receive it, by the way, I asked him to go directly to the second middle school of the mentally retarded.

Li Xiaoyu suddenly realized, and at the same time, he looked at the middle-aged man in white shirt with a little more respect and admiration.

"May I ask your Excellency's name?" Li Xiaoyu stepped forward, squatted cautiously in front of the other party, and then added, "Lao Wang called you here, I'm Li Xiaoyu." ”

"You are Li Xiaoyu?"

The middle-aged man in the white shirt looked at Li Xiaoyu with drunken eyes, and said with a smile, "It's easy to say, Li Bai, the word is too white, the name is Qinglian Layman, and some people call me an immortal." ”

Li Xiaoyu stretched out a hand with great respect, "I have admired the name for a long time, and my surname is Li, so I don't know if we are still our own family." ”

Li Bai laughed, "Maybe I'm still your ancestor." ”

If this sentence comes out of the mouth of an ordinary person, it will be scolding, but it can be said from Li Bai's mouth, but it makes Li Xiaoyu feel honored.

Nima, this is Li Bai,, this person I hated the most when I was studying in the past, this guy has contracted at least one-third of the language homework.

At this time, Teacher Li Fu and Teacher Pei also hurriedly rushed over and said to Li Xiaoyu, "Director Li, this person has drunk too much, so he doesn't mean that he is a student of our school........"

Li Xiaoyu waved his hand, "He is definitely not a student here, from today onwards, he will be in charge of teaching Chinese." ”

Seeing that Li Fu and Pei Yuan's faces were a little wrong, Li Xiaoyu smiled and patted the shoulders of the two, "It's not that I doubt your level, it's just that in this world, in the first three thousand years, and after three thousand years, I'm afraid no one is qualified to be his Chinese teacher." ”

There are countless famous literati and writers in history, but if Li Bai is called second, no one will dare to call him first.

People are racking their brains when writing poems, and they have to ponder every word for days, even months.

And the most awesome thing about Li Bai is that he never writes on his belly, and all the poems are improvised by him. Reed bamboo forest

At the beginning, in his time, even the emperor was one of his fans, and he also asked the emperor's concubine to feed him inspirational, and let the first celebrity around the emperor lift his boots.......

In short, this person wants to break more bulls and more bulls, there is a sense of arrogance on his body, coupled with his own talent, he was popular all over the world at the beginning, if there were Internet celebrities in that era, Li Bai is definitely the overlord of super Internet celebrities, and everyone in the whole world is his fans, as long as he has no money, he can say hello casually, and countless people have to give him gold and silver for him to eat, drink and have fun even if they are bankrupt.

When the heroes learned that this person was actually the poet immortal Li Bai, they all showed reverence, and they especially liked the free and uninhibited nature of Li Bai's character.

"Brother, let me ask you something."

After settling Li Bai into a single room, Li Xiaoyu hurriedly began to gossip, "How did you come up with those poems, do you have any skills?" ”

Li Bai was half drunk and half sober, and smiled, "These poems are actually not written by me. ”

Li Xiaoyu was stunned, "Could it be that you also have a gunman?" ”

Li Bai obviously didn't understand what the gunman meant, so he poured two sips, smiled and looked up to the sky and sighed, "Every time I want to write a poem, as long as I shout a poem in my heart, those poems will immediately fall from the sky." ”

Li Xiaoyu admired it so much, Li Bai is Li Bai, look at the style of others, this is forced, it's just amazing!

"You also write poetry?" Li Bai asked.

Li Xiaoyu nodded, "Occasionally, I write two strokes, but what I write is modern poetry." ”

Li Bai suddenly became interested, and said in a tone of pointing at the country, "Then I'll listen to you chant a few words." ”

Li Xiaoyu settled down, he used to think that writing poetry was quite compelling, and he was once influenced by some online literary youth, and he really wrote a few strokes when he was bored.

However, at this time, he attaches great importance to it and takes it very seriously, if he can be guided by Li Bai, he will be able to go sideways in the literary and artistic world in the future.

Angry dantian, his eyes are usual, brewing good emotions, taking a deep breath, Li Xiaoyu recited loudly: "Ah-the sea, it's all water-dinosaurs-........ two legs"

After reciting his former proud work with emotion, Li Xiaoyu couldn't wait to ask, "Brother Bai, what's the matter?" ”

Li Bai looked stunned, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, "In the future, you still don't write poems, it's not suitable for you." ”

Li Xiaoyu looked depressed, but there was nothing to be ashamed of being looked down upon by Shixian, and asked again, "By the way, Du Fu, who is the same era as you, is also known as the poet saint in later generations, which of you two is more powerful." ”

"Du Fu, do you call him a poet?"

Li Bai laughed after hearing this, but it was difficult to hide his disdain and ridicule in the laughter, "You ask me who is more powerful or him?" Let me give you an example, he has written several poems, the names are called "Gift to Li Bai", "Spring Memories of Li Bai", "Dream Li Bai Two Songs (One of Them)", "Dream Li Bai Two Songs (Part 2)", do you know how I do it? ”

Li Xiaoyu shook his head, the poems that Li Bai said just now that Du Fu wrote for him seemed to have heard of them.

Li Bai bowed slightly, "I wrote a song "Gift to Wang Lun", and a song "Gift to Meng Haoran Guangling", have you produced anything?" ”

Li Xiaoyu was stunned, and then showed a crying and laughing expression, and suddenly felt sorry for Du Fu, it is estimated that this is the earliest Tiangou.

Although the poems of these two people have a high status in history, one is called a poet immortal by later generations, and the other is called a poet saint, but judging from these poems, the gap between Du Fu and Li Bai is still separated by a few streets.

At least in terms of mentality, Du Fu to Li Bai can be summed up by a very popular lyric in the past few years: I love you, but you love him........

I was going to talk to Li Bai for a while, but after this guy suddenly sighed a few times, he fell asleep on the table.

In addition to writing poems, Li Bai has two major hobbies in his life, drinking and sleeping, and most of his poems occur in these two situations, either drunk and improvised poetry, or just sleep a lot, and then there are allusions to the hundred poems in Li Bai's dreams.

Sometimes the gap between people is really big, ordinary people sleep is called wasted time, and Li Bai sleeps, which directly affects the number of Chinese homework of primary school students in later generations after a thousand years.

Meet Liu Bei Renhechun in the city center, this shopping mall is relatively high-end, and the things sold in it are quite high-end, who makes Li Xiaoyu a master who is not short of money now?

Half an hour earlier than the agreed time, Li Xiaoyu walked inside first, and when he passed by a counter selling jewelry, Li Xiaoyu was immediately attracted by a pair of earrings inside.

This pair of earrings is exquisitely made, the shape is two particularly good-looking lotus flowers, and a few broken diamonds are inlaid below, under the illumination of the light, the light refracted by the broken diamonds, like the dew on the water lotus, even Li Xiaoyu, a big man who does not know how to appreciate, is also attracted.

"Sir, do you see these earrings?"

The counter lady hurriedly came over to greet warmly, took out the pair of earrings, and said with a smile, "Sir, you really have a vision, this pair of Qinglian earrings, the latest model launched by our company, whether it is workmanship or creation, it is very .........."

Li Xiaoyu is different now than before, because Jiang Yan said that he likes men to dress up formally, so Li Xiaoyu now cares about his appearance, as long as he goes out, he almost always wears a straight shirt, which looks like a human demon dog, at least when he goes to the mall, he doesn't have to be blinded.

Li Xiaoyu fell in love with this pair of earrings at a glance, not only good-looking, but also called Qinglian earrings, which just matched the name of Jinlian.

Just when Li Xiaoyu was about to continue to look at it, a white and tender jade hand suddenly stretched out next to him and took the pair of earrings, "Hello, I want this pair of earrings." ”