I’m the MC, Why Do I Suck at Cultivation

Chapter 200: Ye is the poet Zhang Dapao?

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Looking at these holy sons who were like licking dogs, Lu Changsheng finally understood why Zhongzhou fell.

Look at the monks in Dongtu, they are all motionless.

Look at you again, this is simply!

well!

Lu Changsheng hated iron but not steel.

Just at this moment, Wang Xuanji who was not far away, after recovering from deep contemplation, heard that Lu Changsheng was coming, and couldn't help but look around, and soon after seeing Lu Changsheng, Wang Xuanji hurried over.

"Senior Brother Lu! You are here, hurry up, get out of the way, so as not to affect Brother Lu's breathing of fresh air."

Wang Xuanji seemed a little excited.

"Senior Brother Lu, you are here too."

Li Rulong also came over with a smile on his face.

"I've seen Senior Brother Lu." Zhang Yuanru also ran over, and when he saw Lu Changsheng, he directly bowed respectfully.

"Emperor Master! Emperor Master! After a few months of separation, I finally saw you again. I really don't know how to say anything for a dollar. Here, I wish the Emperor Master, the spirit of the dragon and horse, be full of joy, tie the knot, and the three suns will be prosperous." , double happiness, happiness like the East China Sea, longevity compared to Nanshan, love stronger than gold, auspicious, bright stars, joyful, happy flowers, full moon, icing on the cake, charcoal in the snow, good luck, Hongxing Erke!"

Gan Yiyuan didn't know where it came from, and a series of blessings came as soon as they met.

Many people present were dumbfounded by what they said.

Are you saying you can't speak

The icing on the cake can understand, what do you mean by sending charcoal in the snow

However, for other people's incomprehension, Lu Changsheng knew Gan Yiyuan very well, and at the same time was very curious about what happened to Gan Yiyuan when he was a child that made him like this.

"Is your sister not here?"

Lu Changsheng asked curiously.

"No, she went to war."

Gan Yiyuan shook his head and replied.

"Go to war?"

"Yeah, she said that being an emperor is meaningless and you can't bully others, so she went to the frontier to fight and bully others. Master Emperor, you don't have to worry about her, she won't suffer."

Gan Yiyuan said with a smile.

Lu Changsheng couldn't help but have the illusion that the Daqian Dynasty wanted pills.

But at this moment, Ziqing Shengzi immediately spoke.

"What's the situation now? I specially invited Senior Brother Lu to come here, just to bring glory to us male cultivators."

Ziqing Shengzi said.

"What? Honor the men's football? I can't do it."

Lu Changsheng misheard a bit.

"No, let me wait for the male cultivators to win glory, Senior Brother Lu, what is men's football?"

Ziqing Shengzi was a little confused.

"Oh, male cultivator." Lu Changsheng heaved a sigh of relief, mainly because Ziqing Shengzi spoke a little fast, so he misheard a bit.

"Sikong Nanqin of Tianxiangzong has already drawn up the topic, and the one on the left is the one proposed by Sikong Nanqin, but so far, no one can make Fairy Nanqin nod, and the topic proposed by Linglong Saintess is also somewhat similar. , Of course, until now, no one has written a poem that satisfies the saint."

Wang Xuanji opened her mouth and said so.

"I really don't understand such things as love and love, Senior Brother Lu, we'll rely on you now."

Shumen Shengzi said seriously.

Not only him, but many people looked at Lu Changsheng with anticipation in their eyes.

And Lu Changsheng couldn't help frowning.

He has indeed read books for several years, but the problem is that there are really not many poems about this kind of love.

However, Wang Fugui, who was at the side, couldn't help thinking for a while after reading the poems, and then said slowly: "Actually, to tell you the truth, I have a little research on poems."

As soon as these words were said, everyone was curious.

"Oh, who is this?"

"Brother Lu's friend, Brother Wang." Shengzi Ziqing explained.

Everyone nodded at the moment. Since they are friends of Lu Changsheng, they are naturally not the ones to wait for.

"Brother Wang, if you have some talent, you can give it a try. Anyway, it doesn't cost money to try it. I have tried it all. Unfortunately, the poems are mediocre, and I haven't been recognized by the fairy."

Wang Xuanji opened her mouth and said so.

When Wang Fugui heard what everyone said, he couldn't help but feel more relieved.

"If that's the case, then I'm going to show my ugliness."

Wang Fugui spoke.

Everyone is full of expectations.

Only Lu Changsheng seemed a little silent.

He still vividly remembers Wang Fugui's classic poem about traveling in Jinling on a red boat, with the boat accompanying the fish.

But it's good, let Wang Fugui pave the way first, so that he can set off himself.

Very good, very good, very good!

"Since the theme is love and miss, Wang is not talented, so he wrote a poem impromptu."

"A talented man loves a beautiful woman, the mother-in-law is snobbish, and the gift money is 66,000. Don't miss it!"

When Wang Fugui spoke, his voice was full of emotion, and at the end, he left two lines of tears.

And the presence fell silent for an instant.

The whole hall was suddenly silent.

But Wang Fugui felt a little guilty.

"good!"

After a while, someone spoke. It was Wang Xuanji's voice. He looked calm and was the first to applaud.

"This poem sounds a bit ordinary at first, but when you listen to it carefully, it feels relevant to life."

Li Rulong also followed suit and praised.

"I seem to see a pair of people who love each other. The man has love and the woman has intentions. Unfortunately, I met a powerful mother-in-law. In order to separate the two, she offered a sky-high gift money. In the end, the two lovers couldn't be together. Woooooo, I Cried!"

"I cried too!"

"This is poetry, a poem that is relevant to life. A few simple words can describe such a moving story. Good, good!"

"I cried too. I saw that my Taoist companion didn't cry. I beat her to cry."

"Good, good, good!"

"One more song! Come on, one more song!"

"As expected of the person who is by Brother Lu's side, he is truly talented and talented!"

"Following Senior Brother Lu, pigs are talented, let alone human beings! This brother Wang is full of talent."

In the ancient square, voices of praise rang out, making Lu Changsheng suffocated.

Are you serious

Fellow Taoists, how much is a good review? Earn money together? Don't leave me alone.

Lu Changsheng was stunned. Although he knew that Wang Fugui's poetry was poor, he didn't expect to refresh his three views again

Lu Changsheng doubted life, he felt, is there anything worse than this in this world

And hearing everyone's praise, Wang Fugui couldn't help but become even more excited.

"In that case, let's present the second song."

"Ahem!"

Wang Fugui also specially adjusted his mood.

Then he spoke.

"Since the second song is about admiration and daring, then I will show my ugly face again."

"There are beauties in the north."

Wang Fugui spoke.

Hey, let alone, the first sentence is finally a little ink.

Lu Changsheng became a little curious.

Afterwards, Wang Fugui continued to speak.

"There is a beautiful woman in the north, she looks so pretty, I really want to take her home, but unfortunately I dare not!"

well!

Speaking of this, Wang Fugui sighed deeply, and there was indescribable loneliness and loneliness in his eyes.

hiss!

Lu Changsheng took back what he just said.

There really are worse poems than the first one.

This is his meow.

Ye is the poet Zhang Dapao

In Mingyue Ancient Square, Lu Changsheng was completely dumbfounded.

What kind of ghosts and ghosts can make this poem

What kind of monster is the person who can make such a poem

This is no longer illiterate or illiterate, is this mentally retarded

But what shocked Lu Changsheng again was.

At this moment, the whole hall was in an uproar again.

"Good poetry! Good poetry!"

"Although it is a little vulgar, it comes from the heart, okay, okay, really good."

"This poem expresses my thoughts. I really want to take it home, but unfortunately I dare not."

"Yes, although there are some vulgarities, but the ancients said that the elegant is the vulgar, and the vulgar is the elegant! Both the refined and the popular are rewarded, and the refined and the popular are rewarded! Hahahaha!"

"This poem reminds me of a Taoist couple I have never seen before."

"This poem reminds me of my childhood hometown."

"Don't tell me, this poem reminds me of that unforgettable summer, when Ah Zhen fell in love with Ah Qiang."

"I lost it, fellow daoists, isn't it too much? How much did you charge?"

"Okay, okay, okay, what a treat for both taste and taste."

"Although I think this poem is mediocre, if you all agree, then I agree too!"

The whole house applauds.

It made Lu Changsheng inexplicably uncomfortable.

He is uncomfortable not because the poetry is too bad.

It's this group of people who don't take him to earn money if they have money, and eat alone.

At this moment, Lu Changsheng really wanted to ask Wang Fugui a word.

How much is a good review, I only charge half of it!

However, at this moment, an extremely pleasant voice suddenly sounded.

"I heard that Lu Changsheng, the Daoist senior brother, is here. I also hope that the senior senior brother can write a poem based on me as a topic?".

A voice sounded, it was Sikong Nanqin's voice.

At this moment, the ancient square became quiet.