When Wang Bo heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned.

He subconsciously asked, "Are you sure?"

He felt that this so-called lord was always a little not very smart.

She could read her poems directly, and then enjoy everyone's amazing gaze, and then let herself out, and she didn't even need to let Wang Bo appear by himself.

But Wang Bo himself can't deny that because of Song Lanyi's move, he will inevitably have some ironing in his heart.

Coming to this strange world and being able to continue life in another form is already a great blessing in misfortune.

But...... He used to be a human being after all, not now in the form of an accessory, accompanying Song Lanyi.

He also longs to be treated as equals and respected.

That's enough.

He glanced at Song Lanyi, his eyebrows raised lightly, and his attitude softened a little, "Which poem do you want?"

Song Lanyi gestured at him, and Wang Bo understood.

The people in the teahouse were a little confused.

Although I have long known Song Lanyi's way, it is extraordinary.

But it's like this kind of drama that changes people...... It's still rare.

King Ming looked at this scene, and was more or less confused.

Song Lanyi competes for fame, even if she has past achievements, it makes people panic.

But this unruly and arrogant kid in front of him is even more uneasy than Song Lanyi!

It's just that the moment Wang Bo spoke, their minds were spinning.

"The city is supplemented by three Qin, and the wind and smoke look at Wujin."

Gotsu?

Sanqin?

What?

Although they have a "generation gap", this still does not prevent them from experiencing the neatness and majesty of the battle of the first couplet.

"Parting with the king, the same eunuch."

From the beginning of the first couplet, the tone is magnificent, and then to the second sentence, that is, the poignant and deep charm of the jaw couplet.

Everyone nodded slightly, but they were not particularly optimistic about this poem.

This poem is not bad just looking at the first couplet and the jaw couplet.

But...... Compared with the expectations in everyone's hearts, it is still much worse.

Also, after all, writing poetry really can't be forced.

It's just that they are inevitably a little unwilling in their hearts.

Wang Bo glanced down, he looked like a young man, and he was slightly in a trance.

It's as if in this poetry meeting, he once again returned to the feeling of becoming famous at a young age, flourishing, and being held in the clouds by everyone.

But...... At this time, he was born in a different world, after a long derogatory career, after being depressed, he was more stable and pampered than when he was young.

He took a deep breath, and with the help of Song Lanyi's talent, his voice was like rolling thunder.

"There is a confidant in the sea, and the ends of the world are like neighbors!"

"Inaction is in the wrong way, and the children are stained with a towel."

King Ming slapped the table and said loudly, "What a confidant in the sea, if the end of the world is next to each other! Who said that a farewell poem must be sad and sad, and a farewell poem can also be open-minded and optimistic!"

While King Ming was speaking, a star on the star map suddenly lit up.

The stars shine brightly, from white, yellow, and green to the red of Zhenguo.

This red, from the faint pink at first, to the silver red later, until it turned into blood, extremely bright vermilion!

In the poetry building, the reader who looks cold and self-conscious on weekdays is dressed in a messy hair at this time, his eyes are red, and he describes madness.

Some people were even so excited that they tore their robes and beat their chests with their hands, "God bless me in Dingyuan City, God bless me in Shuobei." In the future, whoever says that we are all barbarians in Shuobei will be in a hurry!"

Not to mention Wang Bo, even Song Lanyi was a little shocked when she saw this scene.

She glanced at the stars on the chart and said weakly, "But...... Now the star doesn't seem to be red anymore."

The voice was faint, but it was just right to reach everyone's ears.

The scene was silent, and then everyone suddenly raised their heads and stared at the star map in the sky.

I saw that the stars that were originally vermilion were now transformed into the most brilliant gold in the night sky.

When King Ming saw this scene, his hands suddenly locked, and under the force, the golden silk nanmu handles on his seat were pinched into powder.

Wang Bo stood in place, feeling more and more like he was back in his youth.

He turned his head and saw Song Lanyi looking at him with a smile, then stretched out his hand and gave him a thumbs up.

Wang Bo couldn't understand what this meant, but his mood at the moment suddenly became clear.

It was only at this point that he was no longer in a trance, but had a real feeling.

He has been given a new lease of life.

He raised his chin at Song Lanyi, looking unruly and crazy, "You, what do you want?"

Song Lanyi didn't care about his title, his lips moved slightly, and the sound was transmitted into the secret.

It's just that she can't help but feel a little guilty in her heart.

Sure enough, the body has become younger, and even the temperament has become arrogant?

Next time, I'll have to poke him in the gilded book and change a note.

- Wang Meow Meow.

After all, cats have to be smooth.

Wang Bo shuddered, he looked around suspiciously, but he didn't find anything.

At that time.

In all areas of Daqian, you can see the star map on the canopy.

On this star map, which was bright and weak, there was only the northernmost golden light, so bright that it was almost impossible to look at it directly.

Southside.

Song Hanhai sat in front of the campfire in the village, his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

Just then, he suddenly heard a commotion in his ears.

"Shuobei Dingyuan City is lit up with a bright golden star?!"

Someone exclaimed, "Brilliant gold, isn't that the New Year's Poetry Club, someone in Dingyuan City made poems that spread the world?!"

Song Hanhai's eyebrows jumped.

Spread the world? Poetry?

His daughter's face subconsciously came to his mind.

But he shook his head again.

Should...... It can't be so coincidental.

It's just that when he thinks about it, he feels that something is wrong.

Is it because he wants clothes too much?

Why is there always a face that looks like Song Lanyi, dangling in front of him?

He was just about to get up and leave here, take a sip of cold water, and calm down his feverish head, when he suddenly heard the face speak, "Daddy, why didn't you speak when you saw you kissing your daughter?" Do you want to cry because you miss me so much?"

Song Hanhai paused.

Well, there's no need to judge whether it's true or not.

If you can say this, it must be his leaky little padded jacket.

At this moment, everyone in Dingyuan City was also holding back laughter when they watched this scene.

This poem that has spread all over the world, since it came out, has almost been a certainty, occupying the top spot in this year's competition for literature.

The result was not unexpected, the only surprising thing was that Song Lanyi did not absorb the talent she obtained, but instead used this talent to maximize the presentation of the poetic vision.

The sentence "the ends of the world are next to each other", with the support of the talent of the mountains and seas, has truly reached the level of thousands of miles away.

This discovery made everyone present sensational.

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