Moe Niang Xing Ji

A roar of hate turns into sadness, and Lingyun's ambition has nowhere to display, he can only play the piano and recite words, just lonely.

With Su Shi in his hands, the state of majestic Lingyun was reduced to a dream in the hands of Chen Mo in a blink of an eye, deceiving himself and others.The original work of this poem is He Zhu's Liuzhou Getou.

"Amazing"

"This is a stroke of genius."

"Oh my god, it's unbelievable that a man can make such a poetic realm."

There was amazement at the meeting.

"Brother is really amazing." Bai Qingyu's eyes were shining.

Su Shi's expression changed slightly. Is this man a monster? She originally intended to ridicule Chen Mo and frustrate this man's arrogance in this poem, but she didn't expect that Chen Mo would use it instead to defeat his own arrogance. .

Could it be that he is really the reincarnation of Wenquxing from Niangshan?

It was the first time that Su Wanyang was let down by others. Although Liu Jingshui's graceful lyrics were indeed better than her in singing, the styles of the two were different. Su Wanyang didn't care about the singing of the melodious voice, but this time it was with She has completely defeated herself in the realm of poetry, which makes it a little difficult for her to accept.

"Miss Wanyang, since I'll make your next tie, I happen to have someone to ask Lenovo for advice. I wonder if you can do it too." Chen Mo rolled his eyes.

Qin Weiyu and Su Shi are about to suffer, but if it is a couplet, it should be easy with Wushuang Xinghao's realm, and the Chongli Pavilion hundred-character couplet just now was easily matched.

"Couple" Su Wanyang snorted, and finally regained the pride of the peacock.

Couplets are pediatrics to her, is this man trying to make up for himself?

Su Shi would immediately slap himself for his innocent girlish thoughts.

"No one can match my couplet so far. I don't know if you, Wanyang, can match it. If you can match it, it will definitely become a good story that will last forever." Chen Mo said beautifully.

"I'm sorry, the couplets come at my fingertips. There is no such thing as a good story that lasts forever." Su Shi's words were very bold, and Chen Mo wanted to applaud her.

"Okay, then I'll say it."

Chen Mo smiled and wrote five words in the air.

The five words Su Wanyang died.

Smoke Lock Pond Willow

"Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and the five elements." The girl was startled, she was worthy of being a peerless star, but she knew that this pairing was absolute in an instant, even if she could barely make it, the artistic conception would definitely be at a disadvantage.

The song Yansuo Pond Liu is definitely very famous. Chen Mo remembers that any pair will always appear. In terms of artistic conception, even if you find all the five elements of Chinese characters, you can’t form such an artistic conception. It's okay, but I believe it's impossible for Su Wanyang to know.

Shi, whom everyone is looking forward to, hopes that she will be able to shock the world.

Take a deep breath.

Facing Chen Mo, Su Shi exhaled like blue, and spit out five words.

I don't like you

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Chapter 477 Don't Like You

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Chen Mo acted as if he should come after all, but this kind and amiable elder sister is not understanding at all. "I didn't expect Sister Meng to be so interested."

Mi Fu snickered at Jiang Kui, "Sister Mian, do you feel like Chen Mo married a wife and was made things difficult by several mother-in-laws?"

Jiang Yan's face flushed slightly, and he felt the same way.

"More restrained than before, but sharp-edged." Qin Weiyu expressed her feelings, her eyes searching the banquet crowd.

"Master Chen Mo, don't mind."

"You say it."

"We've been working on this upper couplet for a long time, but we don't have a second couplet. I don't know if you can get it right." Liu Yuxi said.

"This poem is a bit special. It's relatively long." Meng Jiao said.

"I'll try." Chen Mo said modestly.

Dongye Guhong pondered for a moment, and his voice came out from her red lips like a melody.

"Several floors, supporting the east and west peaks alone, connecting the mountains near the water and remote mountains, for the painting spectrum. Gather the snow on the Congling Ridge, disperse the smoke from the Baihe River, bake the Danjingxia, and dye the green clothes with fog. Sometimes the poets hang on to the ancients, and sometimes the warriors raise the edge. The most pitiful The stamens are floating, and the treasured mirror of the boudoir of spring has been buried long ago. The Kaiba is lonely, and the tomb of the green wild fragrance is left empty. I have mixed feelings about it. The smiling butterfly is always greedy and drunk in the dreamland. Try shouting from the top: ask, ask, This half of Jiangyue belongs to someone else."

Everyone opened their mouths in amazement when they heard the length of the couplet.But Lianzhong's scenery is wonderful and breathtaking.

This couplet is beyond imagination.Chen Mo couldn't help thinking for a moment.

"It's okay, you can have a few more glasses." A flirtatious Yuan Zhen frivolously picked up the flagon to pour wine.

"Yes." Chen Mo already has a pair. "Thousands of Things"

Just about to go out, at this moment, a heroic, graceful female voice came in from outside the door and answered first.

"It's a millennium event. The Xichuan bureau has been changed many times. It's a great story, pretending to be a hero, jumping on the hill to the dragon, dying to the phoenix in front of the slope, lying in the gate and down to the tiger, and crying the frog at the bottom of the well. Suddenly the iron horse is golden, and suddenly the silver sheng and jade flute are not as good. Long songs and short poems, scattered and written about love and sorrow; curved sills and cloisters. Endured by wind and rain. Sighing and frowning, the world has no return. Jumping to death hozen, and finally falling into the universe. And attaching the head to the dangerous building: look Look, that piece of cloud is my sky"

The couplet is complete.The scenery and characters echo each other, which is perfect.

"Whoever comes here without invitation dares to break into the Wangjiang Tower, how thick-skinned." Yuan Zhen sneered.

Everyone was startled, and Qiqi turned their eyes to take a look.

A young girl walked out from the door. The girl had icy muscles and bones, fresh and elegant.

The clear blue eyes seem to gather the spiritual energy of all the seas in the star world.Giving people a feeling of boundlessness, she walked in from the door, making a pair, obviously very close but so far away and unattainable.

"Hehe, I'm really not interested in all the banquets in Quyuan City, including you Wangjiang Four Masters." The girl laughed, not to mention contemptuous, her words were very natural, and it seemed to be so logical.

Even the most arrogant spirit general has to admit her words.

That's right.

She is the unparalleled star Su Shi.

Currently the most famous spirit general in the star world, the close friend of the Lord of the Center, Millennium Dream.

"I'm sorry, Yu stole your limelight, Chen Mo."

Su Shi shrugged happily, her smile was sweet and charming.

"As expected of Xinghao, this match is absolutely perfect." Liu Yuxi praised.

Everyone praised him, and Chen Mo's limelight was completely taken away in a blink of an eye.

"Wu Shuang Xinghao has come to the humble house, and it is full of brilliance. Please take a seat." Meng Jing got up.

"You don't need to be respectful, sister, Yu is not very polite to communicate with you." Su Wanyang strolled in the courtyard with her hands behind her back. "Just now there is a stele outside, and there are texts on the stele. It must be the work of your Wangjiang Four Masters."

"Exactly, what advice does His Majesty Su Shi have?"

Su Shi is now a popular figure in the coquettish conference, a powerful candidate for Baisheng Qiming. Hearing that she wanted to comment on her work, the four of Meng Jiao all listened attentively and were very serious. Even the others were curious and wanted to see it for themselves. What is this Peerless Xinghao capable of?

"I don't have any advice, but Yu has an inspiration and wants to write a poem."

Su Wanyang walked into the center of the banquet hall, and with a casual gesture, she saw a jade wine glass floating in front of the girl, pouring crystal clear amber wine out of thin air.

Chen Mo didn't know what she was selling, so he listened.

While sipping fine wine, he said: "Yi Ziyu, the beauty of the southern country. Very sensitive and literary, the voice is from childhood, light, white and vulgar, and the suburban cold island is thin. After singing loudly, everyone wrote humble songs and poems, One bottle to you"

This sacrificial oration-like poem shocked everyone as soon as it came out.

Among them, Yuan is light, white and vulgar, and the words "jiahandao thin" make Yuan Zhen and others look pale.

"Yeah." Su Wanyang's eyes brightened, "It's good that you understand."

"Su Shi, what do you mean?" Yuan Zhen, who was flamboyant, got up and scolded. She admired the talent of this star hero, but she was not afraid of power. "Do you think our sisters are useless?"

"Yuan Zhen, your real poem with thirty rhymes is too erotic, frivolous and frivolous. Bai Juyi's is not bad, but it's too common and mediocre. Mmm, Meng Jiao and Jia Dao are strangely sad, lonely and lonely, with a narrow layout. It is narrow, broken and urgent, and it requires painstaking scrutiny, refining words and sentences, and it needs to be honed with a sense of embarrassment and embarrassment.”

Su Shi spoke in a eloquent manner, pointing directly at the key points.

Among the four sisters, Yuan Zhen was furious, and Meng Jiao and Jia Dao also showed displeasure. They were criticized.

"Sister, Confucianism has the doctrine of the mean. If it can be understood by everyone in the world, then there is nothing wrong with it," Chen Mo said. The youngest Bai Juyi has not experienced the vicissitudes of life, so he thought deeply after hearing Chen Mo's words.

"I'd like to see how far you, Su Shi, can overwhelm us."

Yuan Zhen scolded.With a vertical movement of the figure, the fingertips pointed towards the girl's eyebrows.

at the same time.Meng Jiao and Jia Dao, who were not reconciled, also jumped up. When Bai Qingyu saw the three sisters make a move, she didn't mean to stand idly by and pointed her finger.

Each of the four sisters has one finger, which contains their own poetic realm attainments, cold and haggard, lonely and thin, and rushed towards Su Shi.

The four of them worked together as if forming a prison to trap Su Shi.Even ordinary stars are hard to escape.

"Yuan is light, white and vulgar. Suburb Handao is thin. The rest of you have seen your flaws." Su Wanyang's eyes were like lightning, and she reached out to point out. In her point, all kinds of aura in the world calmed down in an instant, and returned to the original state. In the original plain.

The realm of Yuanbai, Mengjia and four people was broken instantly, and the ordinary realm rushed to the four directions, shaking the four of them so that their internal organs were turned upside down.

Taste in the world is joyful

Mi Fu took a deep breath when he saw it.

"Yu is not a spoiler who destroys Fengyue." Su Shi stretched out his hand, and a gust of warm wind blew, immediately calming the pain of the four sisters.

Every movement and stillness in the shot is impeccable.Everyone was also dumbfounded.

"This Su Shi is so powerful, even the four of them can't break her together."

"Well, the Yuan is light and the white is vulgar, and the suburban cold island is thin. It hits the mark, this level is too high." Qin Weiyu also frowned, feeling powerless.However, Qin Weiyu is a little envious of them being able to get Su Shi's guidance. Being criticized is not a bad thing, and sometimes it can arouse their potential.

"As expected of the Peerless Xinghao, we were convinced to lose." Meng Jiao felt helpless.

Su Wanyang ignored her.After tidying up his clothes, he raised his gaze: "Your Yongju is also good, Chen Mo, Yu is here to find you this time."

Chen Mo hummed.

"Yu Yi's poem has the upper column, but not the lower column. I wonder if you can make it. Of course, other people can do it too." Su Shi said.

The second part of the poem

This one is a little fresh.

"You can actually make your famous Wushuang Xinghao unable to make a lower tie. I really want to hear what it is." Chen Mo said.

Su Shi snorted, and especially hated the man's smile, it was so hateful.

"Listen to Yu's last poem."

The whole place was silent.

Su Shi said.

"Young chivalrous spirit, making friends with the five capitals. He is courageous. His hair is standing up. He is talking. Life and death are the same. A promise is worth a thousand gold. He is brave. He is proud and unrestrained. He is light and hugs. Lianfei. Douchengdong. Booming and drinking, The spring scenery floats in the cold urn. Inhales the sea and hangs down the rainbow. Idlely call the eagle and the dog, and the white feather picks up the carved bow. The cunning hole is empty. The joy is in a hurry."

"Amazing."

"Shangtie is so strong."

"Worthy of being the future word saint."

Everyone felt admiration when they heard it.

Su Shi’s first poem vividly depicts a girl in her teenage years getting to know the heroes of famous cities. At the beginning of the chapter, a hero and a hero set the tone of the whole poem, which is very in line with Su Shi’s poetic realm, and then the words are majestic and magnificent , Invincible, making friends with heroes, swallowing the momentum of mountains and rivers, it is infinitely fascinating.However, at the end, the word "Le Congratulations" came to an abrupt end, which seems to have endless aftertaste, and also seems to have a turning point.

As soon as the upper column comes out, it is enough to be famous for the coquettish conference. If the lower column is complete, it may even be a realm that will last forever.

No wonder Su Shi felt distressed.

Meng Jiao, Jia Dao, and Yuan Zhen looked at each other, their style was just like Su Shi's set, poet prisoner, poet slave can't stand this grand Xiaque.Moreover, they were sensitive to the fact that the poem Xia Que was very wrong. The Shang Quan was full of heroism, and Su Shi had already monopolized the limelight.

Chen Mo stared at the girl.

Su Wanyang had a proud smile on her face, just as they thought, no matter how much she agreed with the poem, she would definitely lose.

That being the case.

"Good poetry, I'm showing my ugliness." Chen Mo thought quickly, and came up with the next column.

"Let Yu listen to your sorry poem." Su Shi had already decided that Chen Mo had lost.

But when Chen Mo read the first sentence of Xia Que, the girl's smile disappeared completely.

"It's like a dream of yellow beams. Resignation of Danfeng. Bright moon together. Yanggu canopy. Officials follow. Huai 倥 . Falling dust cage. Books and books. Heben like clouds. For rough use. Sudden extraordinary work. Drumming. Yuyang Lane .Sorrowful old man. Don't invite long tassels, but take Tianjiao's species. The sword roars in the west wind. I hate climbing mountains and facing the water, and send the lycium in the hand. See off to return."