Is it clumsy?

Both Wang Ming and Wulei Sect were in a state of being suppressed by major forces, and Wang Ming pretended to be crazy and stupid in order not to be jealous and protect himself? Until not long ago, the four great and small grandmasters jointly attacked and killed him, and he could no longer hide. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Is the sword finally coming out of the box?!

Now this Wang Ming is the real Wang Ming?!

"Wang Ming, that's not like those stupid things, but you wear regular practice clothes, but this occasion is not very appropriate. Wu Bicheng said.

Wu Yingjie praised in his heart when he heard this, they were all ridiculed, and now Wang Ming is also ridiculed by Wu Bicheng when he dresses like this, everyone is the same.

"When I was practicing, I suddenly got an invitation, it was late, and I came in a hurry, although I was a little out of order, but I was eager and in line with the great gift. ”

Yo, this guy dragged himself up, and sure enough, Gu Panxi wouldn't fall in love with someone for no reason.

"With the theme of March 3rd, can you find a good sentence?" Wu Bicheng asked with a smile on his face, and only a small part of a stick of incense was burned, and Lao Tzu called you out, just to see you make a fool of yourself.

Song Que's face was full of indignation, and he muttered, "This is too unfair. ”

"What's unfair? Miss Gu's favorite character would still be afraid of this?" said next to Wang Ming, who had snatched the dragon pig's trotters.

"This is an opportunity for people to make a name for themselves before they give him a person. ”

"That's right, it's not a big one. ”

"I guess Wang Ming will raise his hand and say, I'm in a hurry. ”

"It won't be that unbearable. ”

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The people around them not only hated Wang Ming for robbing them of their flesh, but also hated them for being dressed as a warrior and Wang Ming was wearing a regular uniform, which seemed "how far-sighted he was".

This kind of person is the most hated, goodbye Wu Bicheng is clearly embarrassed by Wang Ming, where is he willing to let go of the opportunity to fall into the well.

"You villains!" Song Que said hatefully.

Difficult!

It's so hard!

Song Que said in his heart, this is to ask Wang Ming to become a poem in three steps, how is it possible?

"You people. Wu Yingjie's voice came, "Wang Ming originally had the name of a martial idiot, and after tonight, there must be another name of 'poetic idiot'." ”

Song Que felt that the whole person was not good.

Everyone's eyes fell on Wang Ming, more or less gloating, rather than making a fool of everyone together, it was better to make a fool of one person.

Only Lei Qianxue and Zhuge Qing in the front row are looking forward to it, they have heard Wang Ming chant the song "Others laugh at me too crazy", Wang Ming may really be able to surprise everyone.

In front of everyone's eyes, Wang Ming suddenly took a step forward and said loudly: "Don't let go of the spring every day." ”

Just this sentence, Wu Bicheng's eyes widened, how could it be? How could this be?!

A Lei Man can actually export into a poem, and it is still seven words.

A hundred years ago, the scholars of the imperial capital called it an ancient poem.

Now from the imperial capital to the vassal states, it is popular to write poems with five characters and one sentence, which scholars call quatrains.

Wu Bicheng is also a rough poet, and the quality of the poem can be determined, let him take two steps and chant two sentences, he will never be able to do it.

The seven-word poem came out of Wang Ming's mouth, and Wu Bicheng suddenly had an inexplicable feeling.

Seven-character poems are rarer than five-character sentences, and if there is a night banquet for the nobles in Yuezhou, there should be a full applause here.

No, he must have come out of Hu Meng, this is the sentence, and it is "one day", there is no "March three", no matter how good the poem is, it is off topic.

Wu Bicheng's face was slightly better, and he said in his heart that this guy must be blind.

At this moment, Wang Ming took another step and said, "The cultivation is still on the third day of March. ”

March 3 is out!

Wu Bicheng's heart was cold.

What is "Xiu Zhen", and the expressions on everyone's faces are very confused.

The corners of Wu Bicheng's mouth curled, and he said in his heart, these uneducated guys, "cultivation" is an authentic Yawen, how can you children of the family who have no background understand?

Wu Bicheng almost wanted to jump out and say: It means to go to the water's edge to play.

That's right, March 3rd has a tradition of frolicking at the water's edge, especially for children.

This sentence is good, Wu Bicheng feels like he is back in his childhood.

At that time, it was so beautiful.

No, Wu Bicheng woke up and glanced left and right, but fortunately no one noticed his intoxicated appearance.

Wang Ming took two more steps and said, "Endure the sunny light as rain, and it will splash the spring shirt sharply." ”

Good poetry! Gu Panxi said in his heart, and his autumn-like eyes showed a different color.

This morning was sunny, and in the afternoon, it was indeed raining, which was very appropriate.

"I don't know how this March 3rd is?" Wang Ming said with a smile and arched his hand.

"Average. Wu Bicheng tried his best to calm down, not wanting to show too much shock.

"Then one more song. Wang Ming took a step to the east, and said in his heart that since Lao Tzu never forgot it, he had diligently studied the leisure of the Taoist scriptures, and he had turned over a lot of ancient quatrains, Tang and Song poems, and Yuan Quming novels.

The selection of deacons does not go to the arena, and it is actually compared to poetry!

Wang Ming didn't want to be so high-profile, Wu Bicheng had to name him, this wasn't death?

If one song doesn't work, two songs! Two songs don't work, then three songs!

"In late spring, the day of March is heavy, and the spring water is full of peach blossoms. Guangle is up and down the sky, and the fairy boat is shaking in the mirror. ”

This time, Wang Ming was very refreshing, and he chanted directly.

It's another song!

Everyone present was dumbfounded, Wu Yingjie and Liu Shijie were still a little unconvinced when they heard the song, and when they heard this song again, they had to be convinced.

Lei Qianxue and Zhuge Qing in the front row can understand it, and they know that this song is more appropriate than the one just now, describing the scene of the Gu Mansion's night banquet in Beihu Garden, and the words and sentences are gorgeous and exquisite.

The second daughter looked at Wang Ming with a slight surprise, and she had some doubts in her heart, is this Wang Ming the blood of the royal family, the relics of the people?

"Still average?" Wang Ming didn't wait for Wu Bicheng to speak, "Then let's do another song!"

Wu Bicheng's face turned pale, and he wanted to wave his hand to stop it, but he saw Wang Ming take a step south, and recited in his mouth: "Once haggard and looking at Jiangnan, I don't remember the third day of March in Lei City." Flowers grow old without words, but they teach Guiyan and murmur. ”

Wu Bicheng was stunned, and his cheeks were even more faintly hot, as if he had been slapped in the air.

No, it's three slaps in a row!

Why should I call him by name?

Why should I let Wang Ming come out and recite poetry!

At this moment, Wu Bicheng's repentant intestines were blue.

For Wang Ming, who has never forgotten it, it is slightly difficult that he needs to extract poems related to "March 3" from the poetry library in his mind.

However, it was in the time between the steps that he could remember.

Of these three songs, the last one Tang Xianzu's "Shangsi Yanzhi" Wang Ming is the most familiar.

Why?

Wang Ming is a native of Nanfeng Mansion, and Tang Xianzu is a native of Linchuan Mansion.

There is such a great opera artist in his hometown, how can Wang Ming not be familiar with his poems and songs?

The second sentence was originally "I don't remember the third day of March in Lanting," but where is Lanting? These five or six hundred people must have been confused when they heard this, so Wang Ming decisively changed "Lanting" to "Thunder City."

This change is wonderful, and the whole poem appropriately alludes to Gu Panxi.