As he spoke, he shook the bamboo tube vigorously, and then pointed the mouth of the bamboo tube towards Yan Zi.

What is contained in the bamboo tube is a piece of folded paper, and what is written on the paper is naturally all kinds of themes and requirements.

Appropriately, they elegantly chanted and gambled and drunk, and it was this thing that they used.

Yan Zi's expression was demure, his eyes were warm, he reached into the bamboo tube and took out a piece of paper, unfolded it, and everyone looked at it, and saw that it was written: words, sad and dead.

Zhang said, "My sister is lucky, and the sadness and death are close to the feelings, and it is the easiest to write." ”

Yan Zi didn't bother to pay attention to her, she naturally knew that what Zhang said was good, but she only said half of it.

It is naturally easy to feel sad and pass away, but the predecessors have written a lot of stories, and this kind of theme can be said to be easy to do and difficult to refine, and the most difficult to brilliant.

And at this moment, celebrities and celebrities are gathered, and everyone is watching, how can you get it with any chapter.

She originally wanted to rely on her own ability, but now it seems that she can only wait for ready-made ones.

Yan Zibing was smart, she had already guessed that Xu Shu was arching herself in the back, and she must have been ready to support herself.

It is not easy for others to cheat on this occasion, but Yan Zi has seen Xu Shu's magical ability that is almost "his heart", so he is naturally 10,000 at ease.

Seeing that Yan Zi was reluctant to write, she was secretly happy in her heart, and she didn't believe that a female streamer who made movies all day long could have any literary literacy.

Even she herself had to pay a high price from time to time to ask someone to find a trustworthy scribe to buy some ready-made poems in case of emergency.

"If my sister is ......"

Zhang was about to sell well, Yan Zi had already picked up the pen, and everyone came to the front, and saw Yan Zi write, "Lin Hua thanked Chunhong ......"

Before a line of words jumped on the paper, someone applauded loudly, and it changed color instantly.

Poetry may be bought, but Yan Zi's good words are by no means an overnight achievement.

Zhang couldn't help but beat the drum in his heart, and continued to look at it, the more he looked at it, the darker his face became, and when Yan Zi put down his pen, the audience applauded.

Lin Hua thanked Chunhong, she was in a hurry, and she had no choice but to come in the cold rain and the wind in the evening.

Rouge tears, leaving people drunk, when is it heavy, since people grow and hate water Changdong. ”

Gurgling, the water in the curved pool suddenly burst into a large number of bubbles, as if boiling, and the central copper pillar made a violent sound.

In an instant, more than 200 fireworks exploded in an instant, shining on the Qujiang River, as if the stars were shattered and turned into billions of colors.

Qin Bing hugged Yan Zi tightly, overjoyed, "My sister has this literary talent, and she will not let some people be beautiful in the end, and she will dare to be proud of him in the future." ”

Yan Zi leaned into Qin Bing's ear and whispered a few words, Qin Bing glanced at Xu Shu, and saw Xu Shu looking at him with a smile, Qin Bing was not annoyed, nor was he happy.

"No regrets, no regrets."

"Since people grow and hate the water, they are infinitely sad and sad.

Miss Xu, from today onwards, you will be a member of my Qujiang Poetry Society. ”

"One member is enough, at least a director."

"Yes, just rush to this person to grow and hate Shui Changdong, it is enough to win the championship, if it is a man, Lao Mou, the head of the company, can only abdicate and make way for Xian."

“……”

The shock of everyone, more than 200 fireworks in the world, can prove that even if you can't pick out the bones in the egg, you can only stop the flag, and secretly, you almost have no breath and crooked your nose.

Qujiang Poetry Society is the most prestigious poetry society in the Eastern Capital, and its influence in the entire Eastern Capital literary circle is extremely great.

She usually actively participated in the elegant gatherings of these celebrities, and she also pulled down her figure several times, hinting that she wanted to join the Qujiang Poetry Society.

However, Lao Mou, who sings and communicates with her on weekdays, never responds as if he can't understand people's words.

Now it's okay, Yan Zi only relies on a new song, Lao Mu and the cadres of the Qujiang Poetry Society not only want to pull Yan Zi into the club, but also promote Yan Zi to the director.

In the end, it was stealing Xu Shu's talent, Yan Zi was mentally prepared, and he also blushed at this time.

Others only said that her daughter was shy, her nature was revealed, and she was more than three points higher.

With Yan Zi's song "People grow and hate water and grow east", the atmosphere of Yaji was pulled to the extreme, Xu Shu, a cross-current gentleman with no talents, was ignored for a while, and everyone went around Yan Zi.

Yan Zi runs the White Horse Library, accumulating rich singing and experience, and for a while, the guests are happy.

And Zhang Liang is worthy of seeing the scene, knowing that Yan Zi's limelight must not be able to suppress it, he quickly adjusted his mentality, should step on it, stand next to Yan Zi, and smile Yan Yan, as if the battle between him and Yan Zi had never happened at all.

"It's worthy of being a character who can roll in Vanity Fair, and his adjustment ability is invincible."

Xu Shu was sincerely admired.

Qin Bing couldn't hear him praise other women, so he snorted and went to greet Yan Zi.

More than 20 minutes later, the Yaji finally came to an end, Xu Shu was full of dim sum, and he was sleepy, waiting for the end.

Nie Minghan said loudly, "Today's gathering is wonderful, and Nie is very grateful."

The only fly in the ointment is that I can't hear Yokoru Jun's masterpiece, which is a pity.

Nie knew that Hengliujun was a great talent in the world, and he refused to write easily, and Nie did not dare to invite him.

This time, the northwest is flooded, several counties are out of harvest, if Hengliujun is willing to make a work, Nie is willing to donate 10,000 stones of grain to the northwest. ”

Everyone was shocked, and Xu Shu was also shocked.

Ten thousand stone grain, according to the city catty, is worth 1.5 million catties, according to the current price of rice one catty, three cents and five cents, even if the grain in Nie Minghan's mouth includes other crops, the average price of one catty is two cents at a discount, and the 10,000 stone grain will also cost 300,000 yuan.

Such a rich man's pen is enough to boast in the eastern capital where rich businessmen gather.

This Qin Bing walked up to Xu Shu and said in a low voice, "Nie Minghan is a rich man in the Eastern Capital, and Wanshi grain is nothing to him.

What Nie Minghan values most is Xianyuanju, you Hengliujun is now famous, if you don't leave a work in Xianyuanju, you will definitely become a laughing stock in Xianyuanju.

Nie Minghan racked his brains to ask you to leave poems. ”

Xu Shu is an unrefined utilitarian.

Speaking of utilitarianism, whenever he wants to be a copyist, it is only for profit.

It's not exquisite, but he really has some simple thoughts in his heart.

Zhujian Mountain Appreciation Hall takes on the two tasks that do not earn merit points, which is so.

At this moment, I was moved by compassion and decided to write poems, and the same is true.

Ten thousand stone grain is enough to live countless people, Mo said that he just moved his fingers to copy the text, that is, if he wanted to carry this ten thousand stone grain overnight, he would also agree.

Seeing Xu Shu's promise, Nie Minghan was overjoyed, "But with the two sentences of Hengliu, I know that Hengliujun is a bodhisattva who cherishes his family and country."

But today coincides with the Good Fortune Festival, and it is still festive and joyful, regardless of the theme, and the cross-current gentleman can show his genius. ”

Qin Bing is right, Nie Minghan does have a reason why he must leave Xu Shu's poems in the Immortal Yuan Residence.

Ten thousand stones of grain have come out, and of course Nie Minghan needs Xu Shu to leave a work that can hang in Xianyuanju for a long time.

The two sentences of "cross-current", if it weren't for the high heat, Nie Minghan wouldn't want to hang up, after all, it has nothing to do with joy.

At this time, Nie Minghan was really worried, Xu Shu came to those poems that were nostalgic for the common people, and specially mentioned the "Good Fortune Festival", although there is no limit to the subject matter, in fact, the theme has been limited.

Happy holidays, may the motherland prosper, and may everyone be safe and healthy.