"My name is Meng Lingchuan, and I think I am talented.

Or I'm actually very proud, because I feel like I'm proud because I graduated from Dahan First Liberal Arts College.

However, I encountered one of the biggest obstacles in my life. Or rather, a peak that I can't climb in my life. ”

These words are the voice of Meng Lingchuan when he was young at this moment.

He stupidly took this rice paper for a few dollars and looked at the poem stupidly.

Looking at this piece of paper, the immortal aura and talent that have overflowed.

This song will enter the wine, and it is really a poem that has beaten the Han poetry circle for countless years.

At this moment, Meng Lingchuan can say with certainty that he has not seen a poem that can surpass this poem, even if it has been several times for thousands of years.

At this moment, he said very smoothly, are you a human being surnamed Liu?

This one will enter the wine, and at this moment it will be a god. Liu Nan is a god at this moment.

The wind moves with the clouds, the pen moves with the heart, and the cursive script that moves without doing anything is stunned to write this poem with charm.

At this moment, even the audience in the live broadcast room, who had long been mentally prepared, looked at the piece of paper in the camera in shock.

This manuscript only appeared in the original Han Guotai Spring Festival Gala.

It was at this time that this manuscript was called a treasure.

Nowadays, this manuscript has been loaned to the Han Museum by the Yellow Crane Tower, and is placed in the first important place of the museum.

Whether it is genuine or not, in fact, only a few people know.

Anyway, there have been countless calligraphers, poets, and literary people who want to borrow this manuscript but can't.

Among them, Du Yuanming is included.

Even if he is the president of the Ancient Poetry Association, he does not have this face.

Today, he finally completed a life regret. Today, he finally saw the birth of this song.

"Will enter the wine, don't stop the cup, sing a song with you, please listen to it for me."

This poem can really be described as a piece of Han Dynasty!

Liu Nan, Liu Nan, you ...... Why are you gone?

If I could, I'd really like to talk to you for three days and three nights. ”

……

Sun Zhenghao was also stunned, looking at the video, Liu Nan's staggering appearance, looking at his drunken dancing pavilion.

At this moment, Sun Zhenghao's originally firm heart was a little shaken.

"Did we do something wrong back then?

Perhaps, Liu Nan himself is an immortal, and he can't use secular rules to restrain him at all!

If he has been there, then all these years, Tianyin is afraid that he will be ......"

Thinking of this, Sun Zhenghao couldn't think anymore.

……

Shili Lotus Pavilion, as the top scenic spot in China, can be described as picturesque here.

He Hongzhang had a bottle of peach blossom brew in front of him, eighteen years of peach blossom brew.

On a stone table, there are two quilts, a plate of cold pork ears and peanuts, and a few persimmon cakes.

"Ah Nan, your favorite peach blossom stuffed, the persimmon cake you have to eat is all there.

Even if you leave, I'm going to have two drinks with you tonight. Your instructions, I congratulate someone to help you complete it temporarily.

Seeing that Sister Xue is no longer looking for death and life, she has something to do every day to help you avenge.

You, you, why are you leaving?

Tonight, the live broadcast about you has come to a very important place.

I don't think after tomorrow, you won't be a singer anymore.

You will be an immortal, an immortal in the world.

Those who dealt with you back then will repent one after another.

I know you don't care, or you don't even think about the ban.

”

After speaking, He Hongzhang poured himself a glass of wine and a glass of peach blossom brew.

"It's a pity, if I had known you earlier!"

After speaking, He Hongzhang drank the glass of wine in one gulp, and looked at the live broadcast, Liu Nan and the four of them.

……

Huang Mengzhou is now close to forty years old, and he is middle-aged.

At this moment, he looked at himself ten years ago in the live broadcast room, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

looked at the drunken Liu Nan, looked at the stunned Meng Lingchuan, looked at the anxious Lin Hai and the stupid himself.

At this moment, he missed it very much.

"Heavens, families, I saw the gods."

"A poem is written to the best of human talent."

"There is one stone of talent in the world, Liu Nan has eight buckets, and the rest are divided into two buckets."

"It's going to be wine, it's really going to be wine. This is my favorite poem.

This is the best poem in the world, this poem made me see what it means to be talented. ”

"I've been wondering, how the hell is it written?

Unexpectedly, this poem was created in this way. ”

"I envy President Meng and Mr. Huang, how nice would it be if I were there?"

"Guys, shall we make a bet? I think that these videos of Liu Nan Shixian will definitely be permanently collected by our Han country in the future. ”

"I also agree that these are national treasures and will definitely be archived.

A hundred, five hundred, or a thousand years later, there will still be people watching and watching the video of the poet's creation of wine.

What does this belong to? It belongs to the legend and shines into reality. ”

"A song will enter the wine, and all the poems in the world will bow their heads. The real heaven does not give birth to Liu Nan, and the poetry is like a long night. ”

"I'm already numb, do you know the excitement just now?

From now on, I will be Liu Nan's brainless fan! ”

……

The live broadcast is still going on, even if there is already a lot of noise outside, even if this incident occupies the absolute heat tonight, even if it is completely sensational outside, it has not affected the live broadcast.

After writing a poem, Liu Nan threw away the brush.

"Hahaha, life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon.

I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone.

……

The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name. Old Huang Xiaomeng, let's continue drinking! ”

The heroic Liu Nan is very different from his usual appearance at the moment.

However, then Liu Nan's cough made Lin Hai unable to bear it, so he walked over directly, took out the medicine that suppressed the condition and handed it to Liu Nan.

Seeing this scene, countless people in the live broadcast room felt a pain in their hearts. The talent just now, the hot dance just now, and the wine just now, made them completely forget that Liu Nan is a patient.

"I stopped drinking, and went back to rest.

”

As Lin Hai said this, the camera flickered.

However, the scene did not change immediately, and the camera was adjusted to focus on the bright moon in the sky.

After a while, or another moment.

The camera switched to the morning of the third day.

It's so fast, it's so unprepared.

There's no way, when I first filmed, I just did it casually, and some things were not filmed.

From last night, it was the early morning of the third day, that is, Meng Lingchuan was leaving.

"Xiao Meng, where are you going?"

By the river, the sun has just risen at this moment. Liu Nan was dressed in white casual clothes, and Huang Mengzhou was also in this place.

Although they haven't known each other for a long time, they have become best friends.

Meng Lingchuan looked at Liu Nan and gave him a hug.

"I'm going to go to Yangzhou to have a look, walk around, and by the way, I'll ask you about a good Chinese medicine doctor.

You don't have to give up, and you can't give up if there is hope. ”