Nearly half past ten, "Tao Yuanming" walked out of Building 36.

I saw him dressed in a white robe, with a leisurely attitude, a gorgeous long sword tied around his waist, and a dark purple wine gourd in his hand.

Yang Tian laughed three times and walked towards the school gate.

After walking a short distance, a young man in a white robe walked out of the corridor in the front row. The styles of the two clothes are very similar, and both parties are a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, the man bumped into the shirt and was slightly embarrassed, and the woman bumped into the shirt and slapped her face in the street. It doesn't really matter.

The young man in the white robe was the young man surnamed Bai who entered school the day before yesterday, and although his face was sad, he still approached very politely and saluted:

"This brother Tai is invited, it is not easy to be in the white, dare to ask Brother Tai's surname, is it also a student of Hongxiang. ”

Gu Wenhan smiled and bowed his hand slightly: "I am Tao Yuanming, a first-year freshman in Hongxiang." ”

Bai Buyi was surprised: "Brother Tai is the great poet Tao Yuanming, one of the five heavenly kings of Hongxiang, and he has admired his name for a long time, but he didn't expect to see a real person today." ”

Gu Wen stroked the hair hanging from his ears and said with a smile: "It's just a false name." In fact, how can there be any five heavenly kings? Tao Yuanming is Tao Yuanming, not some inexplicable and wonderful other people can be juxtaposed. ”

"......" Bai Buyi was speechless, and after listening to the first half, he thought that the great poet was modest by nature, but he didn't expect that the painting style changed later, and he actually became arrogant and arrogant, and he had no spare words.

Great poet, do you want to have such a personality?

Gu Wen didn't say much, pulled off the stopper, raised the gourd and took a sip of wine, looked up to the sky and laughed three times, and walked outside the school gate.

Dressed in white, good wine, often looking up to the sky and smiling, this is Gu Wen's image design for "Tao Yuanming".

Bai Buyi was stunned for a moment, and then shouted: "Brother Tao, wait a minute, the younger brother is also going to the school gate." "Take two steps, then follow.

Two young men in white walked side by side. Bai Buyi is sixteen years old, he is a pink and tender image, and Gu Wende's "Tao Yuanming" is about eighteen years old, tall and long, with a crazy image, which is also very eye-catching.

The two stepped out of the school gate, arousing the curious eyes of the onlookers at the gate.

Someone whispered: "This person seems to be Tao Yuanming, right?"

"Which one?

"No, it's the tall guy with a long face next to him. ”

"This is the 48th level great poet?

"Of course, it's not as good as our big singer Ziqi. ”

At this time, the yellow-faced teacher Ouyang Ji saw the two of them come out, and greeted with a smile: "Classmate Tao, Xiaobai, go out to play?"

Bai Buyi almost cried: "Brother Tao is a classmate, and I am Xiaobai, the difference is too big." ”

But the good tutor since he was a child controlled his frustration, and Bai Buyi still saluted respectfully: "Teacher Ouyang, I have a fellow villager who also came to apply for Hongxiang, and I am here to pick him up." ”

At this time, a young man in yellow who was about the same age as Bai Buyi came out of the crowd of onlookers, not tall, with a pair of flexible eyes, and greeted with a smile: "Xiaobai, are you coming out?

Bai Buyi followed and greeted: "Rhubarb, you are here too." Hongxiang... That one... It's okay. ”

Rhubarb's name is Huang Ruying, and she is a classmate with Bai Buyi. I was very happy to meet my old acquaintance in another country, came over and hugged Bai Buyi's shoulder, and whispered in Bai Buyi's ear:

"Xiaobai, you came out late and missed a good show. Wen Guo, the sorcerer of the Five Heavenly Kings, just entered, do you know how many levels he has?"

Bai Buyi had seen Wen twice two days ago, and he was not very amazing, which was also one of the reasons why he had no confidence in Hongxiang and was in bad spirits. Seeing Huang Ruying asking, she had to say vaguely: "There may be level forty, right?"

"Forty? When Wen Guo first came, we all thought that he was only in his thirties, and there was a stupid fork in your school, like a pig intestine or something, running to provoke. ”

Huang Ruying's speech speed is very fast, and there are a bunch of beeps like fried beans:

As a result, Wen Guo suddenly used a strange spell, obediently, that inky black shield is really handsome. We have a parent on our side who is level 65, and he said that he is not sure that he will be able to break through this shield. ”

"It turns out that Wen Guo is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and his level is fifty. The king of your school is so powerful. ”

"How is this great poet Tao Yuanming? You just came out with him. Did he throw out a few quatrains to kill you into scum?"

Bai Buyi patted Huang Rujun lightly: "You just became a scumbag." You think you are buying Chinese cabbage when you write poetry? Basket by basket. Writing poetry is difficult, it requires environment, mood, and inspiration. ”

At this time, there was a gust of wind blowing through the hall at the entrance of the school, bringing a chill in the hot summer.

Gu Wen stood on the tuyere, the hem of his white shirt was blown high, like a fairy.

Yang Tian laughed, Gu Wen picked up the gourd again, poured a sip of wine, and said loudly:

"When you drop three autumn leaves, you can bloom February flowers. Thousands of feet of waves across the river, into the bamboo ten thousand poles slanted. ”

"It's so refreshing, it's so refreshing!"

"What a poem!"

"It's actually a riddle poem, and the answer to this riddle is the wind, right?"

"This is an export chapter, and the great poet is really powerful. ”

Huang Ruying's eyes widened: "This is the environment, mood and inspiration? ”

Bai Buyi: "......"

Ouyang Ji heard that Gu Wen was a good poem casually, which won the praise of everyone, and he felt that he had a bright face, and said to Gu Wen with a smile:

"Classmate Tao, are you going there to collect wind?"

Gu Wen nodded and said casually:

"The lake and autumn moon are harmonious, and the surface of the lake has no goggles and is not polished. Looking at the landscape of Dongting from afar, there is a green snail on the silver plate. ”

"Wonderful!"

"It's another song, amazing!"

"This is talking about Dongting Lake, right?"

"My home is on the edge of Dongting Lake, and the lake and mountains are really beautiful. With the poem Tao Tianwang, Dongting Lake will be more famous in the future. ”

Ouyang Ji was happy in his heart, but he pretended to be stunned: "Classmate Tao, are you going to Dongting Lake?

Gu Wen was determined to pretend B to the end at one time today, and without saying a word, he directly threw out a song:

"The flat shore bridge is hugged by a thousand peaks. Soft blue and water lingering flowers and plants. The thatched hut has several slender windows. Dust is not available. There is always a spring breeze sweeping.

In the afternoon, I came to listen to the birds. It seems that it is early to listen to the chicken. Suddenly remembering the old people and now always old. It's good to dream. Forgot about Handan Road in a daze. ”

"It's important to see the scenery, and if you can't catch it, you can't catch up. Is it a big problem?"

"Damn, this opening is either a poem or a word, and the cow is making a big deal!"

"A great poet is a great poet, talented, capricious!"

"It's only been a long time? And every one is so classic. Does this leave someone else alive?"

Huang Ruying's mouth was almost closed: "Xiaobai, are you sure that this is called poetry?"

Bai Buyi's mouth couldn't close: "I thought that my literary talent was good enough, compared with Tao Tianwang, it was completely gray." Is Wenjong University blind? Forget it, such a great poet will not be recruited?"

Bai Buyi was not far away from Gu Wen, and this sentence was heard by Gu Wen.

Because of the poor handwriting, it was directly brushed off by Wenzong University, and Gu Wen also suppressed resentment in his heart. Today anyway, a sheep is also rushing, and a group of sheep is also driving, so let's sing another song while it's hot:

"Youlan is born in the vestibule, waiting for the breeze. The breeze came naturally, and I saw goodbye to Xiao Aizhong.

The road is lost, and any road may be passable. Enlightenment should be thought of, and the bird will waste the bow. ”

This poem is a little more jerky, and the parents and candidates present only think it sounds good, and most of them don't know what it means.

Bai Buyi has a solid literary foundation, but he understands it, and can't help but applaud:

"Tao Tianwang is really noble-minded, he does not go with the flow, and he is not stained by dark dirt. ”

Huang Ruying said strangely: "What does darkness mean?"

Bai Buyi shook his eyes: "Even Tao Tianwang doesn't accept it, isn't it darkness?" In fact, Xiao Bai didn't say another sentence: "Even I don't accept Bai Buyi, it's definitely so dark that it's boundless." ”

Looking at a group of stunned audiences, Gu Wen's vanity was greatly satisfied, and he looked up to the sky and laughed three times, and floated away.

When he walked to the corner where he was about to turn the corner, he chanted loudly:

"Walking by the stream, the sky is at the bottom of the clear stream. There are clouds in the sky, and people are in the clouds.

Who is singing and Yu? Neither ghosts nor immortals, a song of peach blossom water. ”

Huang Ruying: "Xiaobai, are you sure that composing poetry is not a basket of cabbage?"

Bai Buyi: "......" (to be continued.) )