Chapter 47: Sauvignon Blanc

The audition stage was scored by the public, and dozens of sons present supported the mustache's station on the left and the pox pit man's station on the right, and finally counted the results, the mustache narrowly won by three votes and successfully advanced.

"Thank you very much. The mustache hugged his fists and said triumphantly: "I don't know which son will dare to challenge next?" According to the "rules of the game", the first winner is the defender, and if no one challenges the battle, the defense is successful, and you can directly enter the next round of the four unique ranks.

Wen Wu is the first, not to mention that everyone is running to the Oiran, no one wants to lose face in front of the beauty, without waiting for the mustache to say, two generals walked out of the crowd at the same time, first reported their family name x name x and then led their necks to the heavenly song "Xinyang Oiran is the world, my heart is bigger than the sky..."

Jiang Fang listened to the numb scalp and lack of interest.

After a while, it was Li Xi's turn to appear,

"Brother Jiang. Li Xi's face was sallow: "I went." ”

"You're going to recite poetry, not, so don't be so stinky. Jiang Fang reminded: "Remember what I just said, self-confidence! courage!"

Li Xi hummed and took a deep breath to the empty field. I wanted to open my mouth and shout, but when I looked up and saw a crowd of people in front of me, the confidence I borrowed from Jiang Fang was instantly gone, and I trembled Suo Suo and took out the paper in my arms, and stammered: "The name of Oiran moves Xinyang, and Xiaosheng is affectionate and hard to think..."

After reading it at the end, his face turned red, and he trotted back to Jiang Fang without waiting for the results to be announced: "Brother Jiang, I can't do it." ”

"You're a man, and a man can't say he can't. ”

"It's true that I'm a man, but I'm really not good at writing poetry. Li Xi was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead: "Brother Jiang, you know that I am timid, don't force me this time." ”

Seeing him such a waste, Jiang Fang didn't bother to waste his tongue, turned his head and continued to watch the live broadcast.

Because Li Xi withdrew from the game, the previous defender won the empty field, it was Zhang Gongzi who was shining before the game, and now he was arrogant, scanning the people who had not yet appeared on the stage with his nostrils: "Which one dares to come to fight?" Most of the remaining people knew the roots, knowing that they were not Zhang Gongzi's opponents, and they were ashamed to hear Zhang Gongzi's call, only Wang Gongzi stood out from the crowd, tiptoeing and looking at Zhang Gongzi's nostrils with his chin.

"Wang Gongzi, I knew that you and I would have a battle today, but I didn't expect to come so early. Zhang Gongzi sneered: "Please." ”

"You're welcome. Wang Gongzi took a few steps forward and stood side by side with Zhang Gongzi. The two of them were black and white, with murderous aura in their eyes, and at first glance, they really had the momentum of Ximen Blowing Snow and Ye Gucheng fighting the top of the Forbidden City. After standing like this for a while, Wang Gongzi coughed lightly and cleared his throat, and said slowly in a suppressed voice: "Oiran should be in the sky, why do you look forward to spring travel in the world." Ascending the lotus foot followed the clouds, and entered the building to pluck the qin star frost hand. The expression on his face was extremely intoxicated, and he didn't forget to say to everyone after reading it: "This song "Yongmei" is my lifelong inspiration, who will comment on it?"

No one responded,

Except for Jiang Fang, everyone was shocked by Wang Gongzi's talent.

"Zhang Gongzi?" Seeing everyone's reaction, Wang Gongzi showed an unexpected smile on his face, turned his head and said fearlessly: "Do you think which of us can win?"

"You won. Zhang Gongzi hung his head and said: "I can't imagine that you can write such a quatrain, I can't accept it." "Ran away with his tail between his legs. Only then did the crowd burst into thunderous applause! The applause lasted endlessly! I applauded Wang Gongzi and rejoiced for myself! I was glad that I was fortunate enough to hear a good poem that can be remembered through the ages!

The crowd reacted so enthusiastically, as the protagonist Wang Gongzi was naturally very useful, laughing, laughing while walking to the other groups, wanting to observe the actual combat training of the winners of the other groups to deal with the next four battles, but just two steps away, a voice said: "It's not over yet, where is Wang Gongzi?" Looking back, it was Li Xi who had left the field before.

"Li Gongzi is reasonable, but I was negligent. Wang Gongzi replied with a smile, and said to the people who had not yet appeared: "Who is willing to come out and give it a try?"

Everyone shook their heads and waved their hands again and again: "Wang Gongzi said that he was laughing! With you Zhuyu in front, we don't dare to be ugly!"

"Is it okay now?" Wang Gongzi smiled as expected again, turned around and continued to move forward, but he didn't expect Li Xi to be unrelenting: "Others don't dare, my Brother Jiang must dare! My Brother Jiang is only eight years old, and the poems he makes must be better than all of you!"

Brother Jiang? Wang Gongzi tilted his head and thought for a while, he couldn't think of any prince surnamed Jiang who was good at composing poetry, and was hesitating when he saw Li Xi pulling Jiang Fang to stand up. After glancing at it, this Jiang Gongzi had a dish on his face, and at first glance, he was suffering from long-term malnutrition and various vitamins that did not meet the standards, and even having a full meal was a problem, and he was only eight buckets high? I wanted to brush my sleeves away, but after thinking about it, this Jiang Gongzi was probably also a half-hanger who was indiscriminate. Since it's a half-hanger, why not pinch this soft persimmon with your hands?

"Jiang Gongzi. Wang Gongzi waved at the river: "I'll wait for you." ”

"Uh. Jiang Fang hesitated: "Can I abstain?"

As a newcomer to the modern Siyou who has received a high-quality education, he doesn't want to play monkey tricks with these white dings, and he is not interested in the so-called Oiran. Coming to Wangchun Lou was to accompany Li Xi to relieve his boredom, since Li Xi has been eliminated, why not go back and continue to practice the "Nine Heavens Great Decision"?

"It's all here, why rush to leave?" Wang Gongzi heard the meaning of "showing weakness" in Jiang Fang's words, and the smile on his face became stronger, and he winked at everyone and said: "Everyone, Jiang Gongzi is only eight buckets high, and he is better than all of us! Do you want to listen to Jiang Gongzi's masterpiece?" Everyone understood and shouted in unison, so that Jiang Fang must appear.

"Okay. ”

Since you can't excuse yourself, let's symbolically show a small hand.

Jiang Fang strolled to the empty field: "I originally wanted to get along with you as an ordinary person, and I originally wanted to give you this opportunity to get in close contact with the Oiran, but unfortunately you didn't appreciate it." In that case, then I have a showdown, my real name is Jiang Fang, and my stage name is Shixian!" In the midst of everyone's eyes, he said loudly:

"Beauty is like a flower across the clouds, with the high sky above and the waves of green water below,

The world is far away, and the soul is bitter, and the dream soul is not difficult to pass the mountain.

Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang'an. ”

This "Sauvignon Blanc" is a masterpiece of the poet Li Bai at his peak, both in content and artistic conception, it is almost flawless. Although everyone present is not good at writing poetry, after all, they have also read private schools, and although they can't capture every subtlety in the poems, they can at least distinguish the high and low. In short, in the half minute after Jiang Fang finished reading, everyone in the audience, including Wang Gongzi, was stunned and silent.

"Good poetry. ”

I don't know how long it took,

A beautiful female voice came from inside the building, and it sounded like Zhang Renhua and Zhang Hua's voice.

It was rare for Oiran to comment in person, and Wang Gongzi was naturally defeated, but he was not reconciled, and pointed to Jiang Fang and said: "I don't believe you can make such a good poem!

Talent learning is like inventory,

is only high eight buckets, and there is also the day when Jiang Lang is exhausted,

Therefore, throughout the ages, many outstanding talents have left a few popular masterpieces, and often no new works have evaporated from the world, in fact, these talents are still alive, and they are still composing poems, lyrics and articles, but they can no longer write at that level with the passage of time.

Jiang Fang is only in his early twenties, even if he is lucky enough to step on dog shit and write a "Sauvignon Blanc", the rest will definitely not be as good as Wang Gongzi's "Yongmei", everyone knows this, and naturally underestimates Wang Gongzi a little.

"It seems that Wang Gongzi is very unconvinced. In that case, well, then I'll do another song. ”

Seeing that Wang Gongzi was huffing like a defeated rooster, Jiang Fang laughed in his heart,

Although the surname is Jiang,

But he is not the real Jiang Lang after all,

Jiang Lang will inevitably run out of talent in a lonely battle, and he has in his mind the inexhaustible literary treasure house of the Chinese nation for 5,000 years! Whether it is Li Bai Du Fu or Ju Yi Qingzhao, just throw one out and kill the whole audience in an instant! Don't say that plagiarism is shameful, the people of the world are one family, you copy me, I copy him, in this world of immortals and demons where there is neither Li Bai nor Du Fu, he Jiang Fang is a unique poet immortal!

"The autumn breeze is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws are frightened.

Lovesick and embarrassed at this night!

Enter my lovesick door, know that I am lovesick.

Sauvignon Blanc long memories, Sauvignon Blanc is infinite,

I knew it was so stumbling, how could I not know each other at the beginning. ”

Considering the gender of the Oiran, Jiang Fang deliberately chose a song "Autumn Wind Words" that tells the pain of longing. Needless to say, after reading it, he was stunned and silent, and unlike last time, this time Wang Gongzi directly cried and hugged his head and ran away!

"Brother Jiang!" Li Xi couldn't believe his ears: "This, this is what you wrote?"

"I didn't write it, you wrote it. Jiang Fang stroked Li Xi's head, like Jesus touching the world, revealing an angelic light all over his body: "Aren't you not good at writing poems, these two poems have been given to you, and you can tell others that you wrote them in the future." ”

"This, isn't this okay?" Li Xi was surprised and embarrassed again: "Your surname is Jiang and my surname is Li, can you really give me the poems you wrote?"

"You have to thank your father, if you don't have the surname Li, I really don't plan to send it. After a pause at this point, and after thinking about it, Jiang Fang said with a smile: "If you feel deserved, you can change your name and change Xi to white." Ignoring the confused Li Xi, he turned his head to the people who were stunned on the side: "Wang Gongzi has left, who of you wants to compete with me?"

Everyone is like a great enemy, and they all retreat!

Over there, the "Three Uniques" who have already decided the winner are also frightened!

"Jiang Gongzi. Qingli female voice appeared again: "No need to compare, they are far inferior to you." ”

Hear far less than you,

Everyone showed a relieved and relaxed expression!

Including the three uniques that were ambitious and delusional not long ago and wanted to tear the skirt of the Oiran through literary brilliance and then point out close to each other in bed!

It's horrible!

Those two poems are horrible!

Gorgeous as fireworks, looking like an ocean, no one can write!