The boat arrives at the shore and is picked up by the event organizers.

Lin Zhibai went ashore with the three brothers, and the staff led the way in front.

The four of them followed behind the staff, and there was a gust of wind blowing, Lin Zhibai felt that his originally dizzy head was a little sober, and the reason why he was so uncomfortable just now was most likely related to the fact that the boat was shaking quite strongly.

"That's Dongting."

Shang Zhirong pointed to the front to introduce Lin Zhibai, a new friend who came to participate in the Qizhou Poetry Conference for the first time.

Lin Zhibai looked from a distance, and in front of him was a long pavilion that stretched for thousands of meters, and the aisle under the pavilion was very wide, but it seemed to be equipped with roadblocks.

Tut.

Lin Zhibai Nunu mouthed, and complained to the camera: "Co-authoring the organizer can't let people pass smoothly, right, if you want to take a boat, you have to guess a bunch of anagrams, and you want to pass through the barricades of the long pavilion, and I don't know how to be embarrassed by the organizer for a while." ”

"Haha."

Jiang Shourang next to him laughed, "No matter how big the size of the poetry meeting, there is always a similar tradition of blocking the door, the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry will be one of the top poetry meetings in Qizhou, so not only there is a blocking tradition, but also a total of three doors, we Qizhou literary circle called it three passes, after passing these three passes, we can enter the natural residence, the annual Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting, will be held in our natural residence in Qizhou." ”

"Co-authoring, this is the first level?"

Lin Zhibai smiled, "Don't guess the word puzzle again, right?" ”

Song Xingliang said: "The gameplay is different every year, what is the charter this year, let's go over and take a look." ”

The three of them were not idle in their conversations.

After a while, I came to the first level.

There were already a lot of people stopped here, and some people were thinking about it, but after noticing the arrival of the Three Musketeers, everyone took the initiative to greet them:

"Xiao Song!"

"Xiao Shang!"

"Xiao Jiang!"

Because of their age, the three musketeers are all juniors, after all, the three of them are not much older than Lin Zhibai.

However, what surprised Lin Zhibai was that these three people were quite popular, and more than a dozen literati around them knew their brothers.

"Hello everyone!"

Jiang Shourang said hello with a smile and said: "The person next to me is Lin Zhibai, the first genius in Qinzhou, and the photography teacher behind him is broadcasting "Lishan Xing" live, so now there are about hundreds of millions of viewers watching us......"

"Oh?"

"I'm nervous."

"Welcome Mr. Lin to our Qizhou as a guest."

The literati of Qizhou were quite enthusiastic about Lin Zhibai, but their eyes were more curious.

Everyone has heard the story of this first genius in Qinzhou, and his works are well-known to many people in the Qizhou literary circle, especially after Mr. Hu publicly commented that Lin Zhibai is "the first person of the young generation in the Blue Star Poetry Circle".

"I've seen you."

As the saying goes, follow the customs, and poetry will be like this.

Lin Zhibai followed Wen Xuan's speech and gave a fist salute to these literati.

It is also ironic to say that he is a Qin person, and when he went to Qinzhou to write poetry, he was treated coldly by a group of people, but when he came to the Qizhou Poetry Club, these foreign literati were polite and polite to themselves.

"What's this test?"

After greetings, Jiang Shourang stepped forward to ask the staff.

The staff explained: "The first level is a couplet, one question per person. ”

Jiang Shourang said: "Is this considered to be a collision with the muzzle, what kind of couplet can be difficult to stop my brother Lin?" ”

Lin Zhibai?

The staff glanced at Lin Zhibai, and hurriedly got up and said, "Dare to ask if this is Teacher Lin Zhibai, the king of the Qinzhou Yinglian Realm?" ”

"It should be me."

Lin Zhibai always felt that the words "the king of kings" were not very lucky, but he did have such a nickname in the Qinzhou Yinglian realm.

"Hello Mr. Lin!"

The staff smiled: "Today's first level, all the couplets are from our first Qizhou couplet master Li Bai, he specially instructed me to say that you are a distinguished guest from Qinzhou, if you come, you must arrange a somewhat difficult couplet." ”

Between words.

The staff took out a piece of paper, the calligraphy was very beautiful, and it was written on it like this:

"People have passed the Great Buddha Temple, and the Temple Buddha has been bigger than people."

Showing the couplet, the staff continued: "Mr. Li Bai also said, Mr. Lin, you are a guest from afar, I hope his hospitality will not be too abrupt, he really wants to communicate with you about the couplet." ”

"Why is my Uncle Li still so skinny."

Jiang Shourang smiled and said, "When I came up, I made a whole palindrome and turned it down." ”

Song Xingliang arched his hand and said: "Brother Lin, don't get me wrong, I can guarantee that Uncle Li has no intention of provoking, he just likes to fight with people too much, and when I hear that you, the first couplet master in Qinzhou, are here, it is inevitable to see Hunting Heart." ”

"Actually, it can't be said that it is aimed at Brother Lin."

Shang Zhirong said with a smile: "Three years ago, Uncle Li personally blocked Old Man Hu's way, and he had to show him the couplets he had made, otherwise he would not be allowed to enter the natural residence, and everyone was choked with joy at that time. ”

"It's fine."

Lin Zhibai had a good impression of his brothers, and when he saw that the three of them said this, he smiled and said that he didn't mind.

If it was in Qinzhou, Lin Zhibai might indeed understand that the master of Qizhou's couplet wanted to give himself a dismount.

But this is Qizhou.

Lin Zhibai and the literati of Qizhou have no grudges.

Including the Three Musketeers and the surrounding Qizhou literati, they all greeted him with a smile.

That Qizhou's couplet master should not say that he forcibly stepped on himself in order to pretend to be forced.

Jiang Shourang saw that Lin Zhibai didn't mind, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then he was afraid that he would be embarrassed if he didn't get along, so he shouted loudly: "You can't let my Uncle Li mess around every time, teachers, look at this Shanglian, can anyone solve it?" ”

"I can't."

"I can't answer either."

"I hate machine associations the most."

"Especially this kind of palindrome is too nerve-wracking."

Everyone shook their heads again and again, this link seems simple, but it is not easy to get it out neatly.

However, everyone is very curious about Lin Zhibai's reaction, this first person in the Qin Zhou couplet, can he be able to match the next couplet?

Also curious are the audience in the live broadcast room-

[What a complicated uplink! 】

[Is this wave the first collision between the first person in Qinzhou Yinglian and the first person in our Qizhou Yinglian? ] 】

[Both sides are top masters! ] 】

[I don't have any idea of this connection. 】

[I don't have an idea, but the question doesn't seem to be difficult.] 】

[The topic is indeed a level that everyone can understand, but unfortunately it is not an egg.] 】

[In other words, no one seems to have used Shanglian in the usual barrage in the live broadcast room, is it the richest man. ] 】

[I don't know if I can stump him this time.] 】

[I'm curious about who is more powerful, the richest man or Mr. Li Bai. 】

Although Lin Zhibai was very heroic in the previous charade session, and the strength of the couplet has been shown in the live broadcast room more than once, but this time it is the first couplet master of Qizhou who is out of the upper link, can he still parry?

"Brother Lin, it's up to you."

As soon as the three brothers saw it, the literati all shook their heads and retreated, knowing that they really couldn't answer.

Lin Zhibai still looked smiling, "If you can't answer, do you have to drink if you want to go over?" ”

"Isn't it!"

Jiang Shourang patted his chest and said, "But Brother Lin, don't worry, you can ask someone to drink this wine on your behalf, if you can't come up, I'll help you drink it!" ”

"Not necessarily."

Lin Zhibai said: "Since the master of the couplet said that I came to Qizhou as a guest, then today is the natural residence of the guest." ”

Well?

This is!

Don't look at what Lin Zhibai said in generality, it seems to be a casual remark, but which of these literati is not a master of words, almost instantly, he caught the most critical words, and his eyes suddenly widened, and his heart was full of incredible brilliance-

"Brother Lin Gao!"

Jiang Shourang gave a thumbs up!

Shang Zhirong also praised: "When I heard others say that Brother Lin was the first person in Qinzhou Yinglian, I still had some doubts in my heart, but at this moment, I surrendered!" ”

"Huh?"

Song Xingliang looked confused.

Why did you start boasting?

Seeing Song Xingliang's ignorant appearance, a literati next to him who seemed to be more familiar with him patted him on the shoulder and said: "Let you not patronize to learn painting, but also read more books and learn poetry, but don't listen to our persuasion, now everyone has answered the next couplet, you can't understand." ”

"What's the answer?"

Song Xingliang was still at a loss.

In fact, the audience in the live broadcast room was per capita Song Xingliang, and most of them didn't understand.

[What do you mean?] 】

[I don't understand.] 】

[I didn't understand either.] 】

[Suddenly he boasted.] 】

[Is there any Xuan Kun in the words of the richest man just now? ] 】

[I don't have enough brains, is this a literati gathering? 】

[No wonder my mother said that I may not be able to hear educated people scolding me. 】

"Stupid."

Jiang Shourang said to Song Xingliang: "Didn't you listen to Brother Lin, he is a guest natural residence, you can read the guest natural residence upside down." ”

"Guest natural residence?"

Song Xingliang read upside down: "There are actually ...... guests in the sky."

A flash of lightning flashed in his mind, and Song Xingliang looked at Lin Zhibai in shock and said, "That's right, it's completely right!" ”

People have passed the Great Buddha Temple, and the Temple Buddha has been greater.

The guest is a natural residence, and it is actually a guest in the sky.

This is not just as simple as Lin Zhibai's confrontation, he even combines the current situation, this intelligence is really amazing!

【it!】 】

[It's so awesome! 】

[I'm stupid! 】

[This lower Lianguang is nothing on the top, he combines the main with the situation! ] 】

[Because now is the way to the natural house!] 】

[The richest man is a guest, the first time he came to the poetry meeting, isn't that a natural residence for the guest? 】

[The key is to read it the other way around, it's a special heavenly guest!] 】

[This is too crazy, but there is indeed crazy capital, Lao Tzu is a guest in the sky! ] 】

[No, no, no, my understanding is that the richest man is warning Li Bai that there are people outside the world! 】

This is too late for the occasion.

So much so that the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help but interpret it.

In fact, not only in the live broadcast room, but also the eyes of the literati present who looked at Lin Zhibai changed instantly.

There is nothing wrong with coming from afar, but this sentence "heavenly guest" is really easy to drag, but it has a bit of the taste of Qinzhou's first merry genius-

The three musketeers glanced at each other.

I can't help but think of the poem on the ship.

The Son of Heaven couldn't get on the boat, claiming to be a fairy in wine!

Lin Zhibai is not only talented, he seems to have an inviolable majesty and domineering, he is obviously very arrogant, but he is arrogant and convincing!

However.

In fact, Lin Zhibai just couldn't think of anything else, this was the most suitable, and he didn't bother to care about how others made up for it.

"Wonderful!"

When everyone understood Lin Zhibai's lower link, they began to admire, and then everyone also came up with their own upper link, and some of them really couldn't come out of it, gritting their teeth and drinking three glasses of wine.

Lin Zhibai smiled dumbly.

"It is said that if someone can't answer the question for several levels in a row, and can only pass by drinking, then when they go to the natural residence, they are afraid that they will be drunk and fall asleep."

"Brother Lin, do you think there isn't?"

Hearing Lin Zhibai say this, Jiang Shou said: "In the past, almost every year, there were people who drank too much because of too few answers, and after entering the natural residence, the whole person was groggy, and even a fragment of the year before last was drunk and crazy, and was finally pulled out by the security guard, so those who can stay awake when they enter the natural residence are all masters, or friends are willing to help him drink, of course, there are some exceptions......

Jiang Shou let Nunu mouth.

It turned out that Song Xingliang and Shang Zhirong drank again, these two buddies didn't want to break through at all, they just wanted to drink, obviously their question was not difficult, and they could answer it if they thought about it a little.

Drink it up.

Then Song Xingliang still regretted it, and said to Lin Zhibai: "Brother Lin, don't be so good in the next level, don't be afraid of drinking, my old Song will directly help you drink, I drink super well, even if I drink every level, I don't walk when I enter the natural residence." ”

"Ahem."

Jiang Shourang whispered to Lin Zhibai: "I just said that there was a fragment of drunkenness the year before last, and the one who was invited out by the security guard was Song Xingliang. ”

“……”

Lin Zhibai didn't expect that there would be a drunkard among the four.

Song Xingliang was unconvinced, "I broke the film the year before last because I helped you drink too much!" ”

Jiang Shourang's face was a little unbearable, and he snorted: "Sometimes find your own reasons, okay, has the amount of alcohol increased over the years, and have you practiced seriously?" ”

Play is fun, play is fun.

We're not done yet.

As introduced by the Three Musketeers, there were three passes before this natural residence, and a few people passed the first level, and soon came to the second level, where a large number of literati gathered, and Lin Zhibai roughly counted the estimated more than 30 people.

"What's this level?"

The process is similar to the first level.

They first greeted the literati who were stagnant here, and then the three musketeers introduced Lin Zhibai's identity to everyone, followed by polite or sincere greetings and business blows, and then the staff spoke: "This second level is very simple, you have just rowed a small boat across Dongting Lake, as long as you can write a poem praising Dongting Lake, this poem will be recorded, so if the teachers are too perfunctory, be careful to be underestimated by the people who read these poems, and the best poems in praise of Dongting Lake this year, There will be a carving of ...... on the big stone in the Dongting Scenic Area"

The expressions of the three musketeers changed.

The literati who had just arrived here with them also suddenly breathed heavily, and this second level actually meant an opportunity to become famous!

Think about it.

If your poems are engraved on a stone in the scenic spot, the stone is still an important scenic spot, how long the face is, and the glory of the ancestors is direct!

Because in general:

Only ancient poets have such treatment, just ask which literati can refuse this great temptation of fame blessing-

No wonder so many people gather in this level!

Obviously, these people want to make their work stand out, and breaking through the level is not even the primary goal of this group of people.

"Huh?"

Song Xingliang saw that there were erected boards next to him, with many wonderful poems pasted on them, so he reminded everyone: "Although this opportunity to become famous is rare, there is already a pearl and jade here, this should be left by Xia Xinyi when she passed by, right?" ”

said.

Song Xingliang said: "Pinghu looked up at the sky, Lin Jingqianxun went down to the cave spring, and suddenly the water was full of light, and it was suspected that he was taking a boat to the side of the sun." ”

Read it out.

Song Xingliang savored it and couldn't help but admire: "So Xia Xinyi is our first talented woman in Qizhou, and the level of this poem has completely surpassed ninety-nine percent of the literati in Qizhou." ”

Lin Zhibai nodded.

This poem is truly powerful.

The surrounding literati couldn't help but marvel, and some of them who were originally gearing up put down the brush in their hands and hung their heads in frustration, obviously hit by this poem called Xia Xinyi.

"I'll do it."

Shang Zhirong gritted his teeth, asked the staff for pen and paper, and wrote a poem:

"Midnight in the mountains and the late moon returns to ......"

It was exactly what he had read on the ship before, and he specially told Lin Zhibai and the others that even if he saw it again, he would pretend to be the first time he saw it.

It's funny, and a poem is used twice, but this is a normal poet.

After all, it is not easy for a poet to write a proud poem.

Not to mention using it twice, if you go back and change the scene, Shang Zhirong can still use it three or even four times.

As for people like Lin Zhibai, there are new ones coming out at every turn, and there are especially the first classics, which are quite explosive in the entire Blue Star.

Everyone was also very appreciative, and after seeing Shang Zhirong's works, they nodded again and again:

"Good poetry!"

"It's only slightly inferior to Xia Xinyi's one!"

"Xiao Shang can, unconsciously, he can already compete with our first talented woman in Qizhou."

"In other words, we in Qizhou don't have a recognized number one talent."

"I think Xiao Shang has a lot of potential."

In the praise of everyone, Shang Zhirong showed a shy and excited smile, he did not pursue to surpass Xia Xinyi's poem, anyway, this wave had already achieved the purpose of showing his face.

The audience in the live broadcast room laughed.

The screen is full of [pretending to see this poem for the first time].

Suddenly.

Someone in the crowd shouted:

"I heard that Friend Lin is the first talent in Qinzhou, today's second level, there are not only the works of our young talent Shang Zhirong in Qizhou, but also the poems of our first talented woman in Qizhou, Xia Xinyi, why don't you also come to a poem? Let's see how the level of Qinzhou's No. 1 talent compares to our No. 1 talent in Qizhou. ”

Sounds like a gimmick.

Qinzhou's No. 1 Talent vs Qizhou's No. 1 Talent.

As for Shang Zhirong, it is probably incidental to his words.

Everyone began to coax, looking at Lin Zhibai, and they all asked him to come to a song.

These people may not have any malicious intent, but there must be a few people who want to see Lin Zhibai make a fool of themselves, and now they will be put up, if he refuses, he will inevitably appear weak-hearted.

But......

Lin Zhibai didn't intend to refuse.

Before he was on the boat, he didn't write poems to suppress Shang Zhirong's limelight because he felt unnecessary, and he didn't want to come up with too many works in one go.

And for now.

Everyone is writing poetry.

Of course, Lin Zhibai wanted to leave his own poems.

That shot is a classic, Lin Zhibai naturally can't weaken his prestige.

So Lin Zhibai smiled and said:

"Pen and ink."

The staff arranged it as soon as possible.

The Three Musketeers stared at Lin Zhibai, especially Shang Zhirong, who was even more curious.

Just on the boat, Lin Zhibai chose to avoid the limelight and take the initiative to retreat in the face of his own work.

Are you not sure to win yourself?

Or is it a step left for yourself?

The answer lies in Lin Zhibai's next poem.

The audience in the live broadcast room was also curious and a little nervous.

After all, when Lin Zhibai was on the boat, in the face of Shang Zhirong's poem, he did not choose to face it head-on, and praised the other party's poem for being very good.

[It shouldn't be too bad.] 】

[I feel that there is hope to win Shang Zhirong.] 】

[After all, the richest man was very low-key in guessing the word puzzle before. 】

[So the wave on the ship should also be to keep a low profile. 】

[But if you want to win Xia Xinyi, it's a bit difficult. 】

[Xia Xinyi's talent, Hu Lao has also praised it fiercely. 】

Under the eyes of the audience, in the onlookers of the literati, and in the eyes of the three musketeers, Lin Zhibai held the brush dipped in ink.

Swish.

Before Lin Zhibai's poem was completed, the words had already given everyone goosebumps!

"The west wind blows the old East Tingbo."

This is a very standard regular script, and every word is pleasing to the eye!

And under everyone's eyes, Lin Zhibai wrote the second sentence:

"Xiangjun has a lot of gray hair overnight."

Some people can't help but praise: "Good words! ”

It is not that there is anything wrong with the poem, but the first two sentences alone cannot be judged to be of a complete level.

It can only be said that these two sentences are not bad, but it is not amazing to say that it is not amazing, what amazes everyone at this moment is completely Lin Zhibai's calligraphy.

That's when everyone remembered:

In addition to Lin Zhibai's talent in poetry, he is also known as "the first in the world"!

[The word richest man, I'm drunk! ] 】

[It's really godly, it's so good-looking! 】

[The richest man is worthy of being the world's first calligraphy master! ] 】

[Upstairs figure it out, the richest man is the world's first master of calligraphy. 】

[Calligraphy is divided into different fonts.] 】

[But now I look at the regular script of the richest man is also absolutely amazing, but the poem is a little worse. 】

[No, I think it's not bad, the west wind blows the old East Tingbo, and Xiangjun has a lot of white hair overnight, which is quite feeling. 】

[You also said it, it's just good.] 】

[Hey, this dick! 】

Just when everyone felt that the first two sentences of this poem were still somewhat suppressed by calligraphy, Lin Zhibai's third sentence came out:

"When I'm drunk, I don't know that the sky is in the water!"

The sense of artistic conception of this poem is instantaneous!

The first two sentences were even several notches higher in an instant!

The literati's gaze changed slightly, and admiration appeared in everyone's eyes.

And yet the next moment.

All the admiration turned into shock!

Because Lin Zhibai finally wrote the last sentence of this poem!

In silence.

Someone read it softly:

"The west wind blows the old Dongtingbo, and Xiangjun has a lot of white hair overnight. When drunk, I don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of dreams and the galaxy. ”

(End of chapter)