This......

It's really a brick throw.

Everyone shook for a moment, and then sighed continuously.

This is simply limerick poetry, which can be written by a three-year-old child, and it seems a little out of place here. lowered the level of everyone.

Although the people who came here did not have any earth-shattering talents, they were all well-known literati.

It seems that this kind of poetry is simply insulting to their ears.

Even Bai Yun was taken aback and asked curiously, "Is this ...... Such people can also come to the Mercury Poetry Society."

It's like a group of people in suits and leather shoes are arguing about a more serious topic, and suddenly a person who spits fragrant and swears a lot of words comes out, which is really deserved.

Mantianxing whispered: "Your Excellency doesn't know, there are many people who come here with good family backgrounds, so they let the people around them also mix in, and then say some limericks, and finally they are coming up with a good poem."

So that you can show your talent"

I see, Bai Yun only then knew that he could still play like this.

But think about it differently, the effect is really good, with a brick in front, a piece of jade suddenly appears, and the effect is really immediate.

Even if there are more powerful people, you won't be too embarrassed.

After all, there are more disgraceful people here.

Looking at the line of sight, sure enough, as Mantianxing said, the person just now had a very respectful attitude towards a young man in brocade.

I think it's an entourage.

Soon, there were literati standing up and speaking their own poems.

Occasionally, a few good poems appeared, followed by several limericks, obviously those with good family backgrounds paved the way for their appearance.

Inside the private room on the second floor.

A veiled, bumpy, curvaceous woman, leaning against the window, looking at the people below and listening to the poems.

After listening to it for a while, he frowned: "What is this, bullshit, no sense of meaning, just want to be alone with Miss like this, it's just wishful thinking"

That's right, this person is not the world-famous dream fairy, but the maid by her side.

This kind of small scene, how can you be qualified to let the other party come.

Sending a maid is more than enough.

"I know that if I read poetry, I can compare to Zhang Liu and the two talents, if you want to stand out, it is better to tell a touching story......"

Just as she was muttering, a fat boy stood up and smiled: "It's not as good as poetry and songs, and I will give you a poignant love story."

In other words, there is a scholar who has studied hard for ten years, worked tirelessly, and worked hard, just to be able to pass the exam, become the champion, return to his hometown, and finally carry the sedan chair eight times, and marry the one who took care of him and helped him.

Laundry and cooking for him for countless days, hard work.

However, the hard work paid off, and he finally won the top prize in the examination and became a blockbuster; But it is precisely because of this that the emperor actually ordered him to marry the princess.

Zhuangyuan was thinking about his wife who had not passed the door in the distance, and he was naturally unwilling.

But the emperor's order is difficult to disobey, who would have thought that after the princess learned about this, she would secretly find someone to kill her.

When the champion knew, he was sad, and he would think of the bits and pieces of the two together, and he would spit out his heart and blood on the spot, and he would die headlong"

As he spoke, the fat boy swallowed a few times, and his tone was low, as if he was infected by the story he told.

After finishing speaking, I couldn't help but smile on the corner of my mouth.

Everyone was showing poetry, but he didn't.

Do the opposite, so you have a chance to stand out.

He knew that Dream Fairy was very fond of stories, and such a poignant and firm love story would definitely move the other party.

Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the second floor, and his hot eyes seemed to be about to penetrate the layers of obstacles, looking directly at the fairy who made him dream, tossing and turning.

"That's it"?

The "Dream Fairy" froze for a moment, and then the disgust visible to the naked eye appeared on his face, and this kind of rotten street story was embarrassed to come out, which was simply embarrassing.

"You can still tell a story" Bai Yun was also shocked.

"Dream fairies are also very interested in fairies and ghosts, love stories, as long as the story is told well, it may not be lost to poetry," Mantianxing explained.

It's just that there are too few people who can tell stories, especially this kind of poignant love story, nine out of ten people present are not interested.

Even many people are the real murderers behind the poignant love story, where can there be resonance?

An hour passed, and everyone took turns to show their talents, ninety percent of the poems, and only a few stories.

Mantianxing also said a fairly medium poem, barely able to compete for the quarterfinals.

Only the last person remained.

"What am I going to say?" Baiyun couldn't help but be stunned.

"Say it casually, tell some stories, jokes, anyway, it's just a formality" Seeing Bai Yun coming for the first time, Mantianxing kindly gave a reference.

"That's good"

Bai Yun nodded and said, "There is a scholar named Ning Caichen, who entered Beijing to take the exam, and suddenly it rained heavily on the way, so he hid in a temple in order to avoid the rain.

As everyone knows, this Lanruo Temple is a place specially used by the mountain demon Black Mountain Grandma to seduce passers-by, and in the temple, there is a peerless and peerless banshee.

Who would have thought that the banshee would fall in love with a scholar and betray Grandma Montenegro.

This move completely angered Grandma Montenegro, and she sent her goblins to kill the scholar, but was repeatedly stopped by the banshee.

Subsequently, Grandma Montenegro was furious, so she personally took action, grabbed the banshee, and beat her with a whip, and life was worse than death.

When the scholar found out, he wanted to save him, but he was not an opponent at all.

Fortunately, with the help of heaven, there was a hero who felt the demonic aura and came to Lanruo Temple to eliminate the demon.

…………

In this way, with the help of a generation of heroes, the two escaped. Ning Caichen also helped Nie Xiaoqian escape from the clutches, and the two became husband and wife and lived a happy life. ”

The story is simple, but under Bai Yun's narration, everyone seems to have seen scenes of fright, shock, anger, and joy.

It's like being there, but there are a few green bean-sized eyes in the crowd that glow brightly, which looks extremely excited and incomprehensible.

"Asking what is the situation in the world, it is a promise of life and death"

in the second floor.

The corners of the "Dream Fairy" eyes were misty, and the corners of her eyebrows were slightly frowned, feeling the slightest trace of sadness.

Such a singable love, what woman doesn't desire.

As long as you truly love each other, it doesn't matter if you are a human or a ghost.

Turning her eyes, she looked at the eloquent son, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, looking forward to the brilliance, and the sun shining on her cheeks, glowing with a colorful halo, making her unable to take her eyes off.

Immediately, her pupils suddenly shook, revealing an incredible expression.

When she was a child, she remembered a time when the young lady had a nightmare at night, and when she slept she was still crying: "Don't, stop, don't, stop".

She hurriedly asked what was going on.

I saw the young lady blushing and said: "I dreamed that I was kidnapped and whipped with such a thick leather whip, but fortunately, a son saved me"

As he spoke, he also drew the thickness with his hand.

When she came, she was asked to boil water and take a bath.

Say something wet or something she can't understand.

What's even stranger is that this nightmare seems to be done more often.

Boiling water is more frequent than ever, and washing clothes, especially underwear, is more frequent than before.

"Miss, is that him?"

As he spoke, he looked at the red thorn sticker on the table behind him.

Miss, I won't have nightmares today.

"Well said"

The stars shouted loudly, listening to so many poems seemed a little boring, and suddenly a somewhat frightened ghost story came, which was particularly interesting and attractive.

Patting and patting, he found that he was the only one clapping, and stopped a little embarrassed.

But three seconds later, everyone applauded, and the sound was like thunder, and the stars crackled and bulged in fright.

"That's a good story"

Mantianxing whispered.

Bai Yun smiled slightly: "Talk about it casually, don't take it seriously."

It's not that he's being modest, it's that he's really just going through a process.

There is a daughter-in-law at home, a horse on his head, and he has less than two days to marry the princess, so he can't be allowed to mess around.

After the first round of competition, the middle-aged man was on the way to come, thinking of going straight away, but he didn't expect to meet a woman with a veil, who gave him a red thorn post a little shyly.

"That man, I have a crush".

As he spoke, Lianbu moved lightly and returned to the second floor again.

Looking at the thorn in his hand that countless people longed for, the middle-aged man was silent for a while, and then walked in.

smiled: "It's really a wonderful, amazing competition, the first competition is over."

When the words fell, many people's eyes burned, thinking that they must have themselves this time.

But before they could go deeper, they fantasized about talking to the dream fairy, you and me, a news that seemed extremely cruel in peace.

"Just now, the dream fairy has determined the winner today - the son who tells ghost stories."

The eyes of the audience all looked at Bai Yun, some did not understand, some were shocked, and some were angry and jealous.

Seeing that everyone's eyes moved to him, Bai Yun was also shocked.

To say that the most uncomfortable thing is the starry sky, I thought it was to pull a number, who would have thought that it would suddenly become the first place.

With your own goddess, you and me, my heart is as uncomfortable as eating flies—so many flies.

Said bitterly: "Congratulations".

"I don't know what this boy is called," the middle-aged man asked.

"Blue Sky" Bai Yun thought about it for a while, and still felt that it was very important to come out and mix, and the pseudonym.

"Congratulations to Mr. Lan, this is a thorn post, and the dream fairy is on the second floor"

Looking at the red thorn sticker, Bai Yun blinked, and was stunned for a moment.

Is this really going through the motions?

Everyone's eyes were on the thorn post, their eyes fiery, and their eyes swelled with strong longing and covetousness.

If someone else weren't there, they wouldn't have reached out and snatched it away.

What kind of gentleman's demeanor, how can there be a fairy important.

"This poetry meeting has only been held for the first time, why did the dream fairy choose him," someone stood up and questioned.

"yes, why"

Quite a few people agreed.

In the past, everyone opened their mouths to present, then selected, competed, and then selected, until the last position remained.

The purpose of this is, on the one hand, to make the poetry meeting more exciting and ups and downs, which is attractive enough to say that it is also a beautiful talk and can attract more people to come.

If the name is out, will there be less silver?

On the other hand, it highlights the identity of the dream fairy, and only the most powerful people are qualified to be alone with the fairy.

If you try it casually, wouldn't it be too cheap.

The middle-aged man is also confused, and this kind of poetry will not be of any interest to him for a long time.

It was the next person who told him that the competition was over, so he came over to act as the host.

When asked like this, he also paused, and quickly reacted: "Everyone, this is the meaning of the dream fairy, and I can't say anything below, I can only say that this person is amazingly talented, which makes the dream fairy's heart move."

"What kind of talent is this?"

Isn't it a ghost story if someone is indignant?

Does it have anything to do with talent?

But the matter has been decided, and they can only be annoyed.

After a while, the men left with a long sigh.

On this day, a talented man named Mantianxing was hit hard and left in despair.

A long, long time later, when he was gray-haired, sitting under a locust tree, chatting with his grandson, he said, "I still remember, I met the master of the horse for the first time...... He took me to the Mercury Pavilion."