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The scene of the Lang Poetry Club fell into a long period of calm.
Everyone looked at the man lying on the ground with incomparably complicated eyes. The surface calmness could not conceal the turbulent waves in their hearts!
This... Is this still a human? This is simply a poetic fairy! Poetry saint! Poetry god! ! one
All self-proclaimed literati, old masters who professed to be a literary master, trembling hands, put down the ink pen in their hands.
All kinds of shame and exclamation appeared on their faces, but they were all convinced...
Think about the poems they wrote before, and then look at the amazing works recorded by people who have never seen it before but are hard to come by... A few
Almost everyone, there is a question in my heart-do they really know how to write poetry
In front of Ye Fan's works, what were the poems they had just now
The key is, how can one person recite so many handed down works of different styles in such a short period of time
They can't understand, but it is this kind of incomprehensible thing that can be called a miracle!
"Hehe... The old man has lived for a long time, but he didn't expect to know today that he... didn't know how to write poetry at all."
As soon as Mr. Zhang put down the ink pen, he smiled bitterly with emotion on his face.
In the past, Mr. Zhang said that someone would definitely jump out, so that the elderly should never belittle themselves. Can
Nowadays, everyone is like Mrs. Zhang, and it seems that he has never been able to write poetry! "
It's not that Ye Fuma can't write poems, but he doesn't bother to write poems with me... In front of him, the poems I waited for were simply unbearable."
"Tonight is really the most memorable night in the history of the literary circle!"
"From now on, the literary world will be conquered... No, it should be said that the entire literary world of Honghuangda 6 should be named the first person in poetry and poetry!"
One's own power is enough to push the poetry art of the prehistoric world to a brand new peak. He is the first person in the world to poetry! "
A group of people nodded one after another, including talented scholars such as Liu Xin and Baili Qingtian. They all showed their admiration. They were extremely ashamed of the behavior of despising Ye Fan just now. together
The Wang also sighed and laughed: "Haha, fortunately, I was drunk for a thousand days today. If it's a normal drink, I'm afraid it's really impossible for this squad horse to show his true talents."
Su Qingxue and Ye Wanqing ran over early this time and helped Ye Fan up from the ground. "
Husband! Husband, wake up..." Su Qingxue was proud of the man again, and was helpless again. Why did she just fall down because she was so energetic just now.
"The eldest brother drank too much, the average person was drunk early", Ye Wanqing was also dumbfounded, "the princess and sister-in-law don't have to worry, the eldest brother is fine." just
As he said, Ye Fan opened his eyes in a daze, Qianri's stamina was quite strong, his head was still dizzy, and he wanted to sleep.
Su Qingxue was overjoyed, "Husband, are you awake?"
"Can you go back..." Ye Fan said vaguely, unable to lift his eyelids. week
When everyone who was close to him heard it, they all smiled and shook their heads, knowing that Ye Fan was really drunk. "
Taifu Zhang, Uncle Qi, the consort is sleepy, or... I'll take the consort and go first," Su Qingxue turned around.
The princess waited a moment. According to the rules, the first person in the Lin Lang Poetry Club would choose the oiran.
Before Ye Luma goes back, Lao Yu hopes that he can point out the oiran for tonight..." Zhang Taifu said with a smile.
Su Qingxue was stunned, "This... Isn't the Linlang Poetry Meeting still over yet?"
"Haha..." King Qi stretched out his hand to sweep the literati at the scene, and said with a smile: "Qingxue, as soon as the poems of your son Ma Ye came out, in the last round of this poem meeting, who has the courage to compose poems today
The Linlang Poetry Fair in 2009 has ended. Although the ending is surprising, this king believes that everyone has no objections. "
A group of literati nodded at the same time and looked at Ye Fan in awe.
There was also a Su painting fan, sitting there in despair... However, there is no one at this moment, and will sympathize with him.
After seeing everyone's gaze, Su Qingxue nodded her head like a mirror. "
Husband, husband, wake up again, Mr. Zhang, please order the oiran... Who do you choose to be the oiran? "
Although Ye Fan was very sleepy, he did not lose consciousness completely. Hearing these words in a hazy voice, he vaguely said: "Don't... Qinger..."
"Huh?" Su Qingxue lowered her head, listening to Ye Fan's mouth, "husband, you say it again." "
Don’t Qinger... pick one of the others..." Ye Fan said in a low voice. He didn’t dare to make a loud noise, so as not to be suspected. Su
After Qingxue finished listening, her eyes flickered.
The Qi Wang who was beside him had a high level of cultivation. Although he could hear him clearly, he was all confused. "
Princess, it seems that Ye Luma can't write the name of the oiran, why the princess will do it for you? "Tao Fu Zhang asked.
Su Qingxue smiled and nodded, and took the pen and ink from the waiter.
After thinking a little bit, Su Qingxue looked calm and wrote a name... Qi
Wang Suqi watched it real, a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
After the incident, Su Qingxue and Ye Wanqing helped Ye Fan up and said goodbye to everyone. number
Hundreds of people hurriedly looked at Ye Fan, looking at the man who was already so drunk, but they all had fierce and respectful eyes...
This evening, for the literary world of Quan Dazheng, and even for some people who don't pay much attention to the literary world, they felt an unprecedented shock! one
After finishing the poems in pieces, when they go out, countless people will bend their waists!
The first person in great poems! Dazheng poetry god! Following the genius doctor, Ye Fan gained a lot of reputation! deep
night.
In the palace. to
Zun Hall, in the study of Emperor Ming De.
Emperor Ming De, who was holding a piece of prehistoric stone crystal computer in his hand, looked at that poem, and he had recited it seven or eight times, still with relish...
"This Ye Luma...Where is it sacred?" Ming Dedi sighed with emotion.
King Qi, who came back from the poem meeting, squinted his eyes while drinking tea: "Brother Emperor, do you think that Ye Luma... is a bit like when the Master Chu first came, you can always say something, let us know Unexpected things... Chu
The appearance of the national teacher promoted the science of our big march, and Ye Luma... seems to be good at literature and medicine... "Ming
Dedi put down the tablet and smiled: "Do you think so too?"
"It seems that Brother Emperor had already suspected it?" Su Qi said in a daze. sea
De Emperor sighed: "Of course I know that this Ye Fan... is far from the original waste.
However, the Shenlong clan has always been forbearing, and it is possible that Ye Huangtu and his wife have kept the eldest son low-key and restrained, lest Mu Xiuyulin were to be kept. complete
As you know, Zhenbeihou Mansion, Shenlong clan, and Dazheng are one of the special existences... To be the successor of Zhenbeihou, Ye Fan must act cautiously. only
But... Even if Ye Fan had deliberately hidden his talents before, this talent was too shocking to the world..."
"Could it be... Is it really the same ascender as the old waste? Is this possible?" Su Qi frowned.
Emperor Ming shook his head, "I am not sure, but... there is a way to test out... if he is the original Ye Fan."
"Oh? Your majesty meant..." Su Qi also thought of something, and then smiled, "My minister will do it tomorrow. Someone will definitely be able to help."