"The little girl thanks to the love of all the talents, here's a banquet, presiding over this competition, who want to participate in the competition, just make a poem on the spot. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info", I saw a woman in a pink and white dress appear in front of the screen and said softly.

The woman wore a silver hairpin, a long pink and white dress, and her delicate face was covered by a wisp of white sand, as if the woman could take off her veil and dim the flowers.

Xuanyuan Nantian also had to admit Yi Tian's beauty, if he hadn't already had Lin Ruoyi and Nangong Xue in his heart, two peerless beauties, Xuanyuan Nantian felt that he would be fascinated by Yi Tian under this pomegranate skirt.

It can be said that all the people in the audience were intoxicated when they heard Yi Tian's voice, and they all stared at Yi Tian intently, for fear that when Yi Tian looked at them, they would miss the only opportunity to look at each other.

"Brother Lin, you don't want to participate, I want to participate, alas, but I can't do it, if I can't do alchemy, I can still try it, this poetry and song, I'm a big rough person, I guess it's over", Zhang Jiawei sighed and looked at Xuanyuan Nantian and whispered.

Zhang Jiawei has hated poetry and poetry since he was a child, and it is more difficult to let him write poems than to kill him.

In fact, every time Zhang Jiawei comes to this paradise on earth, not only to drink, but also to see Yi Tian, I don't know why Zhang Jiawei likes her from the first time he sees Yi Tian, not only because of Yi Tian's beauty.

It can be said that most of the girls in heaven on earth Zhang Jiawei know each other, in order to be able to get closer to Yi Tian, know what she likes and love, it can be said that for Yi Tian, Zhang Jiawei has indeed done a lot, but he didn't expect to stump him because of poetry and songs.

"I'm not interested in poetry and songs, but if you want to participate, I can help you, don't sigh", Xuanyuan Nantian saw Zhang Jiawei's depressed expression and said lightly.

"You, you can really help me, Brother Lin", Zhang Jiawei almost stood up excitedly when he heard Xuanyuan Nantian's words, holding Xuanyuan Nantian's hand with both hands, and almost knelt down.

"There should be no problem, you sit down first, and you can do what I told you in a while", Xuanyuan Nantian almost couldn't help laughing when he saw Zhang Jiawei's excited appearance.

"Zhang Gongzi, do you need pen and ink", just a moment, Lu Ji took the wine, and when she saw Zhang Jiawei's appearance, she couldn't help but smile and said.

Lu Ji's impression of Zhang Jiawei is still very good, because Zhang Jiawei often bribed her and gave her all kinds of good things in order to inquire about Yi Tian, if it weren't for Zhang Jiawei's love of Yi Tian, Lu Ji felt that she was almost tempted.

"Yes, yes, Miss Green Ji, thank you so much", Zhang Jiawei felt that he seemed to be a little unable to hold back the excitement in his heart, after all, there was no need to worry about any poetry and songs.

"Thank you, take advantage of the opportunity, I can see Yi Tian, there are not many opportunities to get close to Yi Tian, I'll go get you pen, ink and paper, come on."

Lu Ji put down the wine that Zhang Jiawei wanted, smiled and talked to Zhang Jiawei, and then turned around and went to get pen and ink and rice paper for Zhang Jiawei.

"Hehe, by the way, Brother Lin, you can really help me, if you help me this time, it will be my Zhang Jiawei's reborn parents, and your Brother Lin's business will be my business in the future."

Seeing Lu Ji happily leaving, Zhang Jiawei looked at Xuanyuan Nantian with some worry while being excited.

"What are you afraid of, no problem, you can just listen to me for a while"

"Hello everyone, you have a stick of incense to inscribe and recite poems, and the little woman will play a song for everyone first", Yi Tian sat on the ground in front of the screen, and someone behind immediately carried a guqin in front of her.

I saw the slender little hand slowly plucking on the strings, and the aftermath lingered for three days. Like a mountain stream and a spring, it is like a ring bell. The ethereal sound reminds people of the valley's orchids, and the ancient sound seems to resist the wind in the clouds.

"Come on, Zhang Gongzi, you have brought you all your pen, ink, paper and inkstone, hurry up and mention the poem", Lu Ji put the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of Zhang Jiawei.

"Ah, this ,...... This...... Brother Lin", Zhang Jiawei picked up the pen, but he couldn't hold back a word for a long time.

"Give it to me, I'll help you write a poem, I'll finish it in a while, just sign your name", Xuanyuan Nantian took the pen and paper from Zhang Jiawei's hand.

"This ,......", Lu Ji didn't expect that a friend brought by Zhang Jiawei was still a talented person, but Lu Ji still couldn't believe it, because the image of Xuanyuan Nantian as a big man with his feet was really impossible to connect him with the weak scholar.

Xuanyuan Nantian has already cultivated the bullying to a peak, it can be said that if it weren't for the strength cultivation of too many strong people stronger than Xuanyuan Nantian, others would not be able to see Xuanyuan Nantian's incarnation.

However, because Zhang Jiawei trusted Xuanyuan Nantian so much, Lu Ji suddenly became interested and stared at Xuanyuan Nantian intently.

Hearing this elegant piano sound, Xuanyuan Nantian couldn't help but immediately think of the famous sentence of the poet Du Fu, so he immediately wrote it with a pen: "Gift Art Sweet"

Jincheng silk pipe day after day, half into the river wind and half into the clouds.

This song should only be in the sky, and the world can hear it a few times.

After writing this poem, Xuanyuan Nantian wrote Zhang Jiawei's three words at the signing place, and the more Xuanyuan Nantian looked at it, the better he felt that this poem was written.

It can be said that Xuanyuan Nantian moved the ancient poem "Gift of Flowers" by the famous Chinese Tang Dynasty poet Du Fu to the past.

"A good song should only be in the sky, the world can get a few times to hear, wonderful, wonderful", Lu Ji as a girl in heaven on earth is still full of poetry books, when she saw Xuanyuan Nantian make this poem, she couldn't help but feel inferior to others, deeply ashamed.

"Brother Lin, I didn't expect your martial arts talent to be so amazing, this poetry and song is so good, you are simply an all-round talent in both civil and military affairs."

Although Zhang Jiawei didn't know much about poetry, he saw that every word written by Xuanyuan Nantian was so vigorous and powerful, the phoenix danced and the dragon soared, and he also heard Lu Ji praise Xuanyuan Nantian's poems so highly, and couldn't help but praise Xuanyuan Nantian happily.

"Hehe, I just know a little bit about poetry and songs, take it and let Miss Green Ji hand it over for you", Xuanyuan Nantian couldn't help but look at Green Ji and Zhang Jia Zhang Jiawei with a smile and said.

The sound of the piano slowly came to an end, from the majestic momentum of the turbulent waves to the small bridge and flowing water, and finally slowly stopped.

"Now I invite all the talented people to hand in the poems and songs they have made", Yi Tian slowly put his hand down from the piano, then looked at everyone on the third floor, and said lightly.