Yes, after this poem came out, didn't that daughter fall in love with Liu Nan?

Don't look at the modern society now, it seems that poetry and poetry have become a thing of the past. However, this is also a matter for each person.

And Liu Nan is the man who breaks the convention.

He is the idol of the whole people, and he is the existence that can cause the whole country to shake with a single poem.

As a talented woman, it's not just Tian Qi who is so excited tonight.

As Tian Qi's best friend, Wei Zijin, one of the four talented women in Dijing, also fell in love with this man named Liu Nan tonight.

In addition, she and Huo Xiangjun, another talented woman in Dijing, are also best friends.

Tonight, these two people watched the live broadcast together.

At this moment, Wei Zijin wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Xiangjun, you said that if a person can marry this man in this life, how happy is it?

I think he will definitely give all his romance and affection to this girl he loves.

Now, I am really envious and jealous of Li Jianxue.

Hate can't replace it, hate can't be a girl who pours tea and water. ”

After Huo Xiangjun heard her best friend's words, she also nodded subconsciously.

"Who doesn't like such a man? After this rain bell, all talented women will fall for Mr. ”

……

No matter how these people would think, anyway, Lin Hai at this moment didn't care about this, and he wouldn't look at the frightened Daoist Zuo.

At this moment, he paused, and then tried again to chant the lower part of the poem.

"Affectionate parting since ancient times, it can be even more cold to the Qingqiu Festival!

Where do you wake up tonight?

The willow bank, the wind and the waning moon.

This past year should be a good day and a good time.

Even though there are thousands of styles, who can you talk to? ”

As soon as Xia Yan came out, the audience, who were already stunned, were even more speechless at this moment.

At this moment, in Zuo Gongming's boy, all the echoes are the past years, and it should be a good day and a good time.

This sentence can be said to be a quatrain for the ages, and this sentence can be said to have written parting to a peak that people can touch.

At this moment, Zuo Gongming suddenly thought that if the ceiling of ordinary poetry is as high as five thousand meters, then the height of this poem has reached outer space.

He can say with certainty that all the literati of the Han Dynasty and the present are tied together, and they are too far behind Liu Nan's Yulin Lingyi Qin Shishi.

Because, this is the existence of a song that has never been seen before or since.

Even, at this moment, he had an idea in his heart, that is, when he went back, he would burn everything he had.

The poems I wrote, the sentences I wrote, everything I wrote were thrown away.

Because these things, compared to this poem, are all garbage, garbage that can't be read.

There are too many famous sentences in this poem, and Zuo Gongming's heart is all over the years, and it should be a beautiful day.

And some people, what is left in their minds is another sentence, for example, at this moment, in Huo Xiangjun's mind, all that is left is the affectionate parting since ancient times, and even more so that can be snubbed by the Qingqiu Festival.

After hearing this, Huo Xiangjun's whole person became excited.

She stood up suddenly, and then stared at the live broadcast room with a pair of peach blossom eyes.

"Affectionate parting since ancient times, and even more so can be snubbed by the Qingqiu Festival.

I love this sentence to death, from now on Mr. is my ideal type, if it is not Mr., I will not marry. ”

……

Inside King Teng's Pavilion, a needle drop can be heard at this moment. There was a diner who had been pouring wine just now, but at this moment, the glass was full, and he didn't notice it in the slightest.

The drink spilled down the sides of the glass, leaving a large mark on the table.

And at this moment, this person still didn't notice. It was as if he had been pointed, and he was watching the live projection blankly.

……

Gu Qing's whole person also paused, he leaned back in his chair, and his eyes were no longer focused. Suddenly, Gu Qing stood up suddenly.

"No, I want to paint, I want to paint a picture for Master Qin."

After speaking, Gu Qing ran out frantically, and the whole person seemed to be hysterical.

……

At this moment, Pu Xinyang opened his mouth wide: "I don't know why, at this moment, I actually have a little sympathy for Zuo Gongming."

Yesterday, he met a climb, a seven-character poem that was the first in the ages.

originally thought that he could get back a game today, but today he met Yulin Ling.

This is a real swan song for the ages, this song for the ages.

I hope this song won't make him autistic, right? ”

……

Ye Weidao stood up excitedly at this moment, his mouth trembling.

He was so excited that he couldn't help himself, and he even looked at the young Liu Nan with some admiration.

"What's wrong with you, old man?"

"This one...... This word ...... This poem will be recorded by the Han for countless years.

This poem will become a representative of the Han Dynasty and a representative of the word school.

Old woman, do you see it, this poem opens up a new school of words.

What is it called?

What's this called?

It's a big deal, and I'm going to make it public. From now on, Dahan has one more word school!

This poem is the first to leave sorrow and farewell through the ages, and this poem is the first to mourn and think about sorrow through the ages.

Why don't you call this a graceful faction??

Yes, yes, yes, it's called a graceful faction. I don't know why, these three words, as if God made me think of them, suddenly blurted out.

It's not wrong to be a graceful faction, hahaha graceful faction.

The poetry of my Han Dynasty has reborn a faction.

This Mr. Liu Nan is the founder of this graceful school, hahaha! What a blessing, what a blessing!! ”

Listening to the old man's self-talk, Mrs. Ye also muttered the name Wanyuepai.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this graceful school sounded good.

In the past, the poetry of the Han Dynasty was divided into seven genres: Huajian, Pastoral, Biansai, Bold, Realism, Romance and Rhythm, which were also called the seven factions.

These are the seven genres that have been born from ancient times to the present, such as Liu Nan's previous works, which are basically works from these genres.

And tonight, a Yulin bell, Liu Nan re-created a genre.

This poem does not belong to any of the seven major schools.

This poem belongs to Liu Nan's genre.

In this regard, at present, Ye Weidao and a few other people can see it.

The rest of the people, at this moment, have not yet understood.

It can be said that this poem is the existence that really canonized Liu Nan.

After tonight, this graceful faction, I'm afraid I'm going to appear in Dahan.

And there are also people who are in a hurry, such as some people who understand the current big man.

"How is it possible, this has started a faction?

What kind of school should this poem be called?

My sky, what is the situation with this Liu Nan?

No, this can't appear, poetry can't appear, a new faction can't appear, I don't allow it. ”

This old man is also the leader of today's romantic faction. Of course, this was before Liu Nan appeared.

And after Liu Nan was born, the so-called faction has become a joke.

Liu Nan's works are romantic, heroic, and other.

Except for a small part, Liu Nan has basically written it, and he has not written it.

And as long as Liu Nan has written, it is basically the first, and no one can compare to him.

And now, a song of Yulin Ling recalls Master Qin, and directly creates a new genre, how can you say that you have old antiques and are not in a hurry?

There are such things as antiques, everywhere.

It's some old men, outdated old men, who rely on their own status to exclude dissidents and suppress some people.

This kind of person is collectively referred to as the old immortal.

They don't dare to take the slightest risk, they just want to hold on to the defects, stubbornly defend one acre and three points of land, and don't let anyone interfere with it.

For this, they can ignore any justice, fairness, anything.

Whoever is counting on his own interests will be suppressed by standing on the moral high ground.

Such people, I just want to say that all of them can die.

In the literary world, such antiques are the most numerous, and they are also the most annoying.

They really are like shit and disgusting.

And Liu Nan's Yulin bell touched the interests of some people.

In the ancient poetry industry, there are also mountains.

Reality and romance have never been at odds with each other.

And tonight, Liu Nan will start a new faction with a song of Yulinling, which will naturally affect their status and the interests of some of them.

So, soon a group of old antiques began to have a meeting.

……

At this moment, Zuo Gongming exhaled, and then he stood up.

In the eyes of all the audience, Zuo Gongming came to Liu Nan, bowed, and then stood up straight with slightly red eyes.

Subsequently, he took out his own work.

"Hehe, ridiculous, ridiculous, I thought I spent a night to conceive, this morning, I meditated in the Taoist temple for an hour, relaxed, and then wrote this poem next to the bamboo forest, by the stream, it can be regarded as a peak of my Zuo Gongming's lyrics.

But I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, it was born at the wrong time, and I met you, this eternal swan song! ”

After speaking, Zuo Gongming was reluctant to touch his own rolled up work, and then saw him wave his hand casually.

"Hey Daoist Zuo, what are you doing?"

Liu Nan was in a hurry and hurried over to stop him, but he was still a step too late.

This work has been thrown down by Zuo Gongming from the window on the top floor of King Teng's Pavilion, and it has been directly thrown into the lake.

At this moment, Liu Nan hurriedly stretched out his head to take a look.

"Don't worry about Liu Nan, don't worry about it, this is its best destination.

lest when you finally take it out, you will find it embarrassing.

You, Buddha Yulinling, have written all the sorrows and farewells, and have written this to a new peak.

If your poem is circulated, no one will dare to write this type of word from now on. ”

Liu Nan glanced at Zuo Gongming, and there was still some anger on his face

。 "You...... You shouldn't have lost it! ”

Zuo Gongming smiled: "It doesn't matter if you lose it or not, I am willing to admit defeat."

Also, I feel that your poem has set a precedent. ”

Zuo Gongming is worthy of being a geek in the literary world, at this moment, his whole person seems to have been hit very badly, but he was still not completely hit, but keenly aware of the special nature of this Yulin bell.

Seriously, many people admire Zuo Gongming at this moment.

If it's yourself, face this poem head-on, I'm afraid that you will be hit crazy.

"Is it the first of its kind?"

Liu Nan frowned.

"That's right, this kind of word is mainly focused on children's customs, the structure is deep and meticulous, the rhythm is tactful and harmonious, the language is mellow and beautiful, and there is a kind of soft beauty.

In our previous poetry factions, there were this type of poems, but this type of poetry was basically divided into other factions.

Your Yulin bell, I think, can be a pioneering work.

Its appearance is destined to be extraordinary. ”

Liu Nan took a sip of wine, and then smiled.

"Daoist Zuo, you are in love. Poetry is poetry, and it doesn't matter what faction is or isn't.

I write when I like it, I write when I'm happy, I can write when I'm sad, I can write when I'm lost, and I can still write when I'm in pain.

This is used to express emotions in itself. ”

Zuo Gongming was stunned for a moment, then let me think for a while, and finally he took a sip of wine.

"Yes, I'm obsessed, I think too much, and I'm not as high as yours.

It's just that the surname Liu, I'm still not convinced. I lost two games, but I think three out of five games is the best.

The two of us, or let's have a best-of-five game! Really, I'm definitely going to win in the next draw. ”

……

"Poof...... it, really worthy of a crazy Taoist?

Just now he was so sensible, so unfathomable, and so free. As a result, you just turned your head and changed, didn't you? ”

"Zuo Gongming: There's no problem with me admitting defeat, but I just won't admit defeat. As long as I keep putting it off like this, one day I'll have a chance to win it back. ”

"Laughing to death, this is a talent, I was just inexplicably sad by Mr. Liu Nan's Yulin bell, and now I am laughed at all of a sudden."

"So, what kind of treasure uncle is this Daoist Zuo?"

"Come on, come on, sure enough, I said, he must not be so simple."

"Guys, shouldn't we be thankful to each other? If it weren't for him, would we be able to see Yulin Ling? ”

As soon as these words came out, the entire live broadcast room reacted in an instant

。 Good guys, followed by a lot of people who thank Zuo Gongming.

……

Lin Hai exploded directly: "Damn, you're too shameless, right?" I've lost twice, you cheated on the winner of one game, and now you play tricks on two wins in three games? ”

Zuo Gongming glanced at Lin Hai disdainfully: "What do you know?" Things between cultural people, can that be called cheating?

Cultural things between people, this is cultural exchange, you know a fart?

So, I think Liu Nan, we can have the next competition.

This time, I'll decide how about it. Three days later, we were in this box in the Yellow Crane Tower again, or at five o'clock in the afternoon, and we once again competed for the winner. ”

Liu Nandu couldn't help but cover his forehead, who did he meet?

"You're going to set the topic? Do you want to compare? ”

Zuo Gongming raised his eyebrows: "Uh-huh." ”

"Where's the force?"

Zuo Gongming sneered: "All lost, what else is there to force the qualifications?"

Only if you win back, will you come back. If I don't win you once, I Zuo Gongming won't have the face to continue to chant poetry.

So, only if I win it back, can I continue to pretend. So, do you promise? ”

Well, this is still the damn way it looks.

"It's not impossible, since you want to do it again, then I'll give you another chance.

But what about this lottery? ”

Zuo Gongming gritted his teeth: "I have a nickname, four strange laymen, and now I can only be regarded as two strange laymen." If I lose to you next time, I'll change my name to a strange layman. ”

(End of chapter)