"Your ......, oh no, today Xiao Langjun sincerely invites us to participate in the poetry meeting, a little later is still reasonable, Xiao Langjun a few days ago seven steps into a poem, a BMW carved car fragrance full of road, Feng Xiao sounded, the light of the jade pot turned ...... It can be said that it is the situation of the prosperous era of my Tang Dynasty, plus the title of the Yuan Festival, such a poetic talent, even if it is better than the three heroes of Jian'an......"

What this benevolent brother said is very true, Xiao Langjun's words are gorgeous, his sentences are smooth, and everyone is looking for him thousands of times, and he suddenly looks back, but the person is in the lamplight, which is really a stroke of God...... It is beyond the reach of my generation......"

"Everyone, let's be quiet, whether this is a praise meeting or a poetry meeting today! If you praise like this endlessly, then Ben Langjun will have to find a hole to drill into in order to dodge. The two songs of throwing and turning the jade work, I really don't deserve to praise you so absurdly, and then I invite all the young talents to splash ink together! It's good to live up to today's full of beautiful girls! Ha ha...... Come and dance, sing and dance, and drink to entertain the students......"

Li Mao gave an order, so the Meng Gu who was waiting behind the curtain hurriedly urged the singers and dancers to come on the stage one after another, and the students sitting around the audience still had the heart to watch what songs and dances at this time, one by one either shook their heads and thought hard, or wrote the white paper, because in such a scene, as long as the brain is not in the water, who is not thinking of taking the opportunity to become famous in the entire Tang Dynasty?

So taking advantage of this gap, Li Mao also hurriedly walked around to greet him, especially his fox friends who were pretending to be serious.

"Thank you for making it happen, the king of Ya just said casually, I never thought that there would be such a big battle, and even those old things upstairs came to join in the fun!"

"Haha...... Dogskin hat, now you know dumbfounded! You also found someone to threaten your brothers in advance, if it weren't for your face, I would have beaten that unscrupulous thing to death! ”

After Ge Laoqi finished speaking, he glanced at Wangcai angrily, and the frightened Wangcai hurriedly shrank behind the curtain a few steps, and Li Mao only smiled slightly when he saw this.

"That's right, Brother Mao'er, what kind of entourage are you bringing, why can't you even talk about the basic scenes, and when you come up, you will mention what kind of skin cramps to your brothers, does he really not know the relationship between our brothers?"

"Okay, urge Lao Jiu, don't join in the fun, this king will give you some color, do you really want to open a dyeing workshop? That's how the king told him to speak, what do you want! Not convinced? ”

"Serve ...... Serve, Your Royal Highness the King of Longevity, how dare we disagree, but then you think about it, how can you not see that your kid has a poetic talent on weekdays! Why is it that I haven't seen you for a month, and I have an extra poem name, is it still the Mao Wang Ye I know who is good at eating, drinking, and having fun? Haha......"

"Phew! Urging Lao Jiu, you are also worthy of comparing with this king, all of them are moths of our Tang Dynasty, waste food alive, waste land when you die, okay, don't talk nonsense, drink your wine, Lao Tzu still has to go to the second floor to say hello to those old guys, as for the ending, I don't have to worry about you, a few small poems that amazed the audience, this king still made ......"

"Really, how about I take my little sister as a theme? I boasted about Haikou in front of her, saying that with our friendship, this matter is not worth mentioning, don't let me not come to the table, the girl has many sisters in Chang'an City...... You kid can understand the deep meaning...... Li Mao saw that Graqi was pulling him and wouldn't let him go, so he said softly, "Understood, understood...... Let's go first! However, after Li Mao was so confident and agreed, Ge Laoqi's heart was a little bottomless, so he rushed to his little sister without waiting for Li Mao to go away.

"Sister, he promised to agree, but I was very panicked, if the poetry is not as good as you want, you can't complain to Grandpa again without faith!"

"Got it, get out of the way, this is where the female dependents sit, it's a shame!"

After Li Mao tossed up and down, those students almost completed their own works with a poem manuscript, so when he returned to his seat, some confident and bold students began to recite loudly one after another.

Although there were hundreds of students present, and dozens of them were uninvited when they heard the news, there were so many talented people who showed their talents together on the spot, and there were very few works that could really make people shine.

"I don't know when I sleep in spring, I hear birds crying everywhere, the sound of wind and rain at night, and I know how many flowers fall. The following song "Spring Dawn" was made by feeling last spring, not at this time, which made everyone laugh! ”

"Good poetry, good poetry, Brother Meng doesn't have to be so humble, I think of more than a hundred people like me, how many people can really be as talented as Xiao Langjun and write seven poems, do you say yes or no?"

"Yes, yes, I'm even more ashamed to say it, even the old works of the past are like Brother Meng!"

After listening to dozens of garbage poems, Li Mao listened to it and was drowsy, if it weren't for the glass after glass of wine, he might have snored like thunder.

At this time, Er Duoli suddenly passed the song "Spring Dawn" that was forced to be memorized by primary school students, and he finally sobered up again "Spring Dawn, Tang, Meng Haoran! It's you! What a poem it is! This is the best product that has been passed down through the ages...... "Li Mao was half drunk and half awake, and almost came out with such a sentence that I had memorized in elementary school.

Fortunately, Meng Haoran, who heard his praise, quickly took over the conversation. "What? Xiao Langjun has heard of Meng! This little poem was originally a joke, and I didn't dare to praise it so much! ”

"No, no, a good poem is a good poem, even if it is not created on the spot now, your "Spring Dawn" language is easy and shallow, natural, without the slightest trace of deliberate carving, the words are shallow, the scene is true and affectionate, this is to find the natural and true interest, if it is a joke, then it is the article is natural, and the magic hand is ......"

"This ...... Thank you Lang Jun Gaotai ......"

After Li Mao memorized the Chunxiao comments of the later generations, all the students present once again bent down and saluted with their hands, and the scene was a little infiltrating just by looking at it, you must know that one hundred and ten well-dressed ancient scholars were in the song and dance workshop to give a scholarly salute to a thirteen-year-old child, what a spectacular scene it should be!

"Ladies and gentlemen...... You don't have to be so gifted! Drunk nonsense, maybe there are some mistakes and omissions, or let's talk about it together......"

"Xiao Langjun is talented, why don't you take this poetry meeting to make another good poem, so that I can wait to learn a ...... or two."

As soon as this initiative came out, it immediately caused an uproar in the audience, and those in favor of it immediately responded to it, and in a noisy environment, even if Li Mao wanted to find out the initiator of that dog day, the difficulty was like climbing to the sky.

So he waved his hand repeatedly to dissuade him, but finally agreed to it. "It's hard for you to be gracious, so Ben Langjun will ...... It's ugly here, as for this topic, how about we take the girl in Xiuchunfang as the topic? ”

"Urging Lao Jiu, there are really you, you still know how to hide in the crowd and shout, just now the bullshit Mao has been looking for the person who spoke first! If I let him know that it was you kid who started it, I'm afraid it will be difficult to be good......"

"I'm afraid of him birdman, he actually said that we are living and wasting food, and the prince is counting balls, let's go today to see if he is really a poet, or find someone to write it in advance, haha...... Brothers, look at it diligently, if you have a good show to watch in a while, don't be soft! ”

"Don't worry, my peel and melon shell haven't been thrown, just waiting to greet his kid......"

Just when several of Li Mao's friends were planning how to tease him, more than a dozen dancers suddenly drifted up on the stage, and the leader of them was the red flower girl of Xiuchunfang, the moonlight girl.

"The moonlight of the slave family, I am willing to cheer up Xiao Langjun for dancing a song of Qingpingle!" "Okay, it's good to come, the moonlight girl will dance first, Rong Ben Langjun will think about it for a moment or two!" Beauty, beautiful scenery, fine wine, coupled with the joyful sound and drum beat, made the entire Xiuchunfang rendered beautiful and beautiful in an instant, and Li Mao took advantage of this atmosphere to open her small mouth very handily.

"Everyone, little lady, listen well, Ben Langjun is going to give you a poem to give words, this first song is the butterfly love flower leaning on the dangerous building wind. Looking forward to the extreme spring sorrow, gloomy sky. In the afterglow of grass-colored smoke. Speechless, who will rely on will. I plan to get drunk with a crazy picture. When it comes to wine, strong music is still tasteless. The belt gradually widened, and I never regretted it. For the sake of Iraq, the people are haggard. Haha, it's haggard...... Bring the wine! ”

Li Mao was half crazy, half drunk, and when Wangcai just walked on the stage with the wine jug and cup, he immediately snatched the entire wine jug and drank it heavily.