"Zhang Lan, don't look for trouble."

The king immediately replied.

"Didn't the big white genius have a long mouth? You need to speak for him. ”

Zhang Lan Yin and Yang Strange Qi Dao.

"Zhang Lan, what advice do you have?"

Bai Yang said nonchalantly.

"I don't dare to give advice, how can I be qualified to teach Bai Da Genius, but since Bai Da Genius has come to the poetry meeting, wouldn't it be a pity not to make a poem?"

Zhang Lan took a bite of a white genius, and he excites Bai Yangdao.

"Zhang Lan, what are you talking about, are you blind?"

"Bai Shao is not on the high platform of the poetry meeting, what kind of poems are we making in the attic of the poetry meeting!"

Wang Dang excused Bai Yang.

"Wang Dang, can you shut up, I'm not talking to you, what are you always interjecting, it's annoying."

Zhang Ran said impatiently.

"Why, although you Zhang Dashao is the first gentleman in the royal capital, you are not qualified to let others not speak."

Wang Dang Yin and Yang Strange Qi Dao.

"You! Too lazy to tell you. How about it, Bai Da Genius should show his hand, otherwise I'm sorry for your title of genius! ”

Zhang Lan didn't want to argue with Wang Dang anymore, and began to provoke Bai Yang Dao again.

"No problem."

Bai Yang said casually.

"Huh? You are crazy? Can you make poetry? He just wants to embarrass you, and if he refuses, why do you let him succeed. ”

Wang Dang asked in a low voice.

"Who says I can't write poetry?"

Bai Yang asked back.

"Can you make poetry? No kidding, I may have a good relationship with you, but poetry is not something we can play, let's say you're drunk! ”

Wang Dang said that Bai Yang's words, he didn't believe a word.

Bai Yang didn't want to pay attention to Wang anymore, although this brother was for his good, how could he feel so unhappy?

"Since the Great Genius Bai has agreed, he can't go back on it."

Zhang Lan saw that Bai Yang had taken the bait, and immediately blocked Bai Yang's back road.

"That's nature."

Bai Yang affirmed.

"Then please."

Zhang Lan had already foreseen that Bai Yang was going to make a fool of himself, and this time he was polite.

In the distance, at the railing on the fourth floor.

"This person is so annoying, it's so difficult to be a brother-in-law, it's really infuriating."

Cuiqi is unhappy for Bai Yang.

"How many times have I told you, he's not your brother-in-law, don't scream."

Ling Ling said coldly.

"I know, but my brother-in-law is really handsome."

As soon as Triki agreed, she started to be a nymphomaniac again.

"You! It's hopeless. ”

Ling Lingqi stammered.

On the second floor of the attic, I saw Bai Yang raise his glass and stand up after pouring a glass of wine leisurely.

Looking at the full moon hanging high in the sky, he said: "

When is the lunar month, ask the wine to the sky.

I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is it tonight?

I want to go back by the wind, and I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu,

It's cold in the heights.

Dance to figure out the shadow, how it seems to be in the world!

Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly.

There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye?

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny,

This matter is difficult to complete.

I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ”

After reading this poem, Bai Yang drank all the wine in the cup, which was not chic.

At this time, there was silence at the poetry meeting.

Even the people who don't understand poetry can hear the unusualness of this poem, because they also feel the resonance in this poem.

As for the people on the high platform, in the attic, and at the railing, they were already speechless in shock.

"This song can be passed down through the ages, this is a swan song for the ages."

Prime Minister Zuo on the third floor of the attic also shouted loudly regardless of his manners.

Hearing this exclamation, everyone reacted.

The people who came to watch shouted in unison, "

Good, good, good, good. ”

The woman at the scene also recovered from the chic of Bai Yang just now, but she still couldn't forget the figure of drinking a glass of wine.

Zhang Ran even whispered: "Impossible, impossible, how can this be possible." ”

Until he couldn't stand it at all, he shouted loudly: "Impossible, you cheat, how can you make such words." ”

"Then you can cheat too."

Bai Yang doesn't care.

"Did you hear that? He admits that he cheated, that he cheated, that the poem was not made by him at all. ”

Zhang Lan shouted excitedly.

But the people around him ignored him at all, saying that the person who could write a swan song for the ages was cheating, what kind of joke, you are afraid that you are talking about yourself.

Loft on three floors.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I just lost my temper."

Prime Minister Zuo humbly admitted his mistake.

"It's okay, did you say this kid wrote this poem?"

Ling Xiao asked.

"Back to Your Majesty, the minister can use this official uniform as a guarantee, this word was written by this kid, because there has never been such a stunning word in the entire continent."

"If it appeared, it would have been a household name a long time ago, and it would not have waited for such a small poetry club to appear."

"Moreover, in the entire royal capital, no one can write this kind of word, even if it is a minister, if you give it another ten years, the minister may not be able to write it."

Prime Minister Zuo replied.

"Yes."

Ling Xiao sighed, which was regarded as a response, but no one knew what he was thinking at this time, and he could only say that the emperor's heart was unpredictable.

A high platform in the middle of the lake.

"It's so well written, it's not a vase."

Meng'er couldn't calm down for a long time.

"It seems that no one can surpass this eternal swan song, and the slave family announced that the winner of the first round is Bai Gongzi."

Meng'er announced directly.

"Wait, Miss Meng'er, he himself admitted that he cheated, how can he still let him be the first?"

Zhang Ran said loudly unwillingly.

"If Zhang Gongzi can also find the eternal swan song to cheat, then the slave family will have no opinion."

Meng'er despised Zhang Lan in her heart, so what she said was not polite at all.

The implication is that if you have the ability, you can also find an eternal swan song to cheat and see, what is the dog called.

"Can cheat. Wait, he's not a person who participates in the poetry club, how can he get the first place? ”

Zhang Lan's mind suddenly brightened, and he thought of the most critical point.

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

Indeed, Bai Yang only came to watch the poetry meeting, and he couldn't get the first place.

At this time, Meng'er was helpless, so she could only announce: "Since this is the case, then I declare Miss Mu the winner of the first round." ”

"Is Miss Meng'er mistaken, the poems under are the best."

Zhang Lan thought that after removing Bai Yang, he would win nine out of ten, but he didn't expect another accident.

"This Zhang Gongzi, the slave family is not mistaken."

"Since it can't be evaluated from the perspective of strength, the slave family can only be evaluated from the perspective of love, among the poems of all the people present, my favorite is Miss Mu's poems."

"So the slave family rated her as the first in this round, is there any problem?"

Although Meng'er has begun to dislike Zhang Lan, she still explained in order for the poetry to continue.

"Well, no problem."

Although Zhang Ran is still unwilling, he still doesn't want to lose his demeanor in front of the people who are thinking about him.

"Now that the winner of the first round has been born, let's move on to the next round."

Meng'er announced.

"Listen to the second question."

Meng'er continued.

"Today's Mid-Autumn Festival is supposed to be a day of family reunion and family happiness, but too many people are adrift and can't return home for various reasons."

Therefore, the slave family invites you to take "homesickness" as the theme, and you can compose poems and lyrics. ”

Meng'er said the questions of the second round.

The talented people and talented women on the high platform, although they have not fully recovered from the shock of Bai Yang's poem, but after hearing the second round of questions, they also began to think about it one by one, after all, the questions this time are already a bit difficult.

Attic on the second floor.

"Snails, you really know."

Wang Dang looked at Bai Yang and said in shock.

"Nonsense, why are you lying to you."

Bai Yang has no good air, this brother is good, but he always makes himself unhappy.

Wang Dang was still in the stage of disbelief, and after listening, he stopped talking, he had to take it slowly, let himself digest it, otherwise he would not be able to stand it.

Everyone is the same thing, why are you still secretly rolling up, blanch, you sixth!

Ziyue didn't speak, just looked at Bai Yang's eyes full of stars.

This time, it took longer for the people on the high platform to appear in shadow.

But everyone also has something, and after thinking hard, they also wrote such a poem or lyrics.

Among them, Zhang Lan's is the most, Tang Yin's is second, and Mu Qingyan is again.

This time, Meng'er has no reason not to let Zhang Lan win.

After Meng'er announced that Zhang Lan had won, Zhang Lan was also like a rooster who had won, looking at Bai Yang with his head held high.

4th floor railing.

"Look at his villainous appearance, it's disgusting."

Tracey couldn't get used to it.

"If it weren't for my brother-in-law not participating in the competition, what would happen to him now."

The more Tracey thought about it, the more angry she became.

"He didn't have to have written that poem."

Ling Ling said coldly.

"Huh? Sister Ling'er, how can you question your brother-in-law? He must have written that poem. ”

Triki said firmly.

"Say it again, he's not your brother-in-law, I'm angry if you talk nonsense again."

Ling Lingqi said.

"Okay, I won't say it, but that poem was definitely written by Brother Bai."

Triki firmly believes that the poem was written by Bai Yang.

"Why do you think he wrote it?"

Ling Ling asked.

"Appearance is justice, Brother Bai is so handsome, he must have written it."

Triki said as a matter of course.

"You're hopeless."

Ling Ling said angrily and helplessly.

A high platform in the middle of the lake.

After Meng'er announced the winner of the second round, she felt that compared with the first round, the poems or lyrics made by everyone were much worse.

Especially after the first round of Baiyang's eternal swan song, I only felt that the poetry of the second round was like chewing wax.

In fact, Meng'er is not the only one who has this feeling, but also the people on the third floor of the attic, on the high platform on the shore and at the railing, as well as the people who are watching.

It can be said that Bai Yang's poem has improved the quality of the first round of creation as a whole.

So Meng'er felt a little unwilling, and greedily wanted Bai Yang to make another song.

"Although Bai Gongzi did not participate in the poetry meeting, but sitting in such a high-profile position, are you interested in another poem?"

Meng'er invited politely.

Hearing Meng'er's words, everyone pricked up their ears, for fear of missing a word.

"Nope."

Bai Yang said lazily.

When Meng'er heard this, she was even more sure that Bai Yang was immune to her charm.

You must know that the person who is seduced will subconsciously agree to Meng'er's request, and even subconsciously think of a reason for himself.

And Bai Yang is refusing so decisively now, the charm must be invalid.

When the other people at the scene heard this, although they were full of regret, it was also expected, after all, Bai Yang had no reason to agree.

Of course, one more person has to be eliminated.