Chapter 92

"Do you want to say that I didn't do it? It's a poem I've already prepared." Xu Wuzhou looked at Mr. Chongnian and said, "it doesn't hurt. Anyway, you don't want face, so go on with the topic."

Mr. Chongnian's face turned red and white, and he looked at Xu Wuzhou coldly. He firmly believed that Xu Wuzhou was not a talented person. He took a deep breath and said again: "take wine as a poem again!"

"Juntian wine fights ten thousand. Yuzhou Rangers have been fighting for many years.

The spirit of meeting is for you to drink. It's beside the weeping willow of a high-rise horse. "

In Wang Wei's "Youth Travel", Xu Wuzhou changed a place name, which is more suitable for the occasion.

After reading Xu Wuzhou's poem, it was quiet around. Many people looked at Xu Wuzhou: true or false? Does this guy really read poetry at once, or does he really prepare so much?

But the first is the best, even if the preparation is not easy. Most importantly, what are you doing with so many wine poems? Two songs are still in the past. Do you need so many three songs?

Mr. Chongnian's face was a little ugly. He still didn't believe it. He continued: "continue to take wine as poetry!"

"Wine is green, flowers are red, love guest poems, falling flowers are spring shore restaurant flags. Thinking and avoiding the world is a guest. It's crazy not to wake up drunk."

Mr. Chongnian's face changed dramatically. Xu Wuzhou actually read another one, and the quality is still excellent.

"Are you convinced?" Xu Wuzhou looked at Mr. Chongnian and said, "or are you so thick skinned, or are you not convinced?"

Everyone looked at Mr. Chongnian strangely. Four songs are equal to four opportunities. They can understand again and again, but after three. It's a little untimely to go on.

People who worshipped Mr. Chongnian's character before and thought he was a gentleman also wavered slightly at this time.

How is Mr. Chongnian willing to admit defeat? Not only did he lose face, but also Jixia school palace. His face is not just his own.

"It's also about wine!" Mr. Chongnian bit his teeth and said fiercely to Xu Wuzhou.

Mr. Chongnian's appearance caused some commotion below. This look and action has violated the code of conduct of the great Confucian, but it has a fierce and aggressive feeling.

Xu Wuzhou sneered and continued to read: "when he came back late at night, he was drunk and helped into the tassel, but he still didn't wake up. He was drunk and smelled musk orchid, surprised to sleep, laughing, laughing, how can life be?"

There was a dead silence all around, looking at Xu Wuzhou.

In particular, Xuan Wei, the boss with staring eyes, looked at Xu Wuzhou like a monkey. Compared with others, he believed that Xu Wuzhou really read it into a poem.

Mr. Chongnian seemed to be excited crazy. His eyes were blood red. He stared at Xu Wuzhou and said, "wine... Come again!"

"Thousands of miles of clear rivers and thousands of days, one village of Sangzhe and one village of smoke.

The fisherman was drunk and there was no one to call. He woke up at noon with snow all over the boat. "

Xu Wuzhou read another sentence casually.

"Wow!"

There was an uproar around. This is the sixth song. At this time, the people who were still skeptical were no longer skeptical. Who has nothing to prepare six songs at once? Are you full? And it's understandable that Xuan Wei and Xu Wuzhou cooperate, but now it's Mr. Chongnian, and he's aggressive.

Many people looked at Mr. Chongnian strangely and thought, is this the style of the great Confucian in Jixia school? And... Is Jixia school really a holy land of literature and Taoism? A great Confucian can't even hold down a teenager.

Mr. Chongnian has fallen into a magic barrier. This song is the best in the capital. He thinks he can write one or two songs in time, but he may be really poor for six consecutive songs. He may not be able to write them all his life.

The more he thought of this, the more he fell into a magic barrier. He has always been proud of his knowledge and literary talent, so even if he is the only great Confucian who has never been into Taoism, he is still proud.

Because he can become a great Confucian just by virtue of his knowledge. But now... The slap of reality made him unwilling to face it.

Mr. Chongnian's eyes were full of blood. The magic barrier made him look ferocious. He stared at Xu Wuzhou and said, "come again!"

"Still not satisfied? Then make a better song for you." Xu Wuzhou sneered“

There is a pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date.

Raise a glass to invite the moon, and the shadow becomes three.

Since the moon doesn't understand drinking, the shadow follows me.

The moon will shadow for the time being, and fun must reach spring.

My song moon lingers, my dance shadow is messy.

When you wake up, you have fun, and when you get drunk, you disperse.

Forever knot ruthless travel, phase Miao Yunhan. "

Quiet!

Absolutely quiet!

Xuan Wei was stunned!

Everyone present was stupid!

Xuan Wei was holding the wine cup. At this time, the wine cup fell directly from his hand and hit his foot. He didn't feel it at all.

Everyone fell into silence at this moment.

After a moment of silence, someone finally came back, and then the voice of discussion exploded directly.

"Mom, what do I see?"

"One poem at a time, seven poems at a time."

"Every poem is a masterpiece!"

"Oh, my God, raise your glass to invite the moon. The shadow becomes three. What a artistic conception!"

"Is this man... Really talented to this extent?"

"I apologize for the ridicule just now!"

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The people present no longer think that Xu Wuzhou is opportunistic. They believe that this is Xu Wuzhou's real level. Because everyone can see that Mr. Chongnian is aggressive, but the other party looks calm.

Thinking of what Xu Wuzhou just said, they don't think it's arrogant. Those who have no ability are called arrogant, and those who have ability are called true temperament.

Xuan Wei swallowed his saliva and mocked the people he knew in the street. Is it such a monster?

Xuan Wei shook his head hard, pinched himself hard and muttered, "no! It's not true! I'm dreaming! I must be dreaming!"

Xu Wuzhou did not pay attention to what they thought, but looked at Mr. Chongnian with bloodshot eyes: "what? Do you need to continue? If you are not convinced, we can continue!"

A word made everyone look at Mr. Chongnian. At this time, there was no worship in everyone's eyes. A great Confucian, such an aggressive young man, lost too much grace and lost the spirit of a gentleman.

Mr. Chongnian also couldn't accept the reality in front of him, but reading a poem also shocked him. Especially the last one, he thought that even if he was poor, he might not be able to do it all his life.

Xu Wuzhou looked at Mr. Chongnian with a sneer. He had never used the famous articles in the wine. The last song of Li Bai's drinking alone under the moon is just excellent.

"If you accept it, you'll admit defeat. If you don't accept it, we'll continue! To tell you the truth, I only use three parts." Xu Wuzhou said coldly, looking at Mr. Chongnian.

Mr. Chongnian stared at Xu Wuzhou with blood red eyes and said, "are you especially good at wine?"

"Oh!" Xu Wuzhou laughed.

Many other people, at this time, hide their faces and feel blushed. It's a shame that a great Confucian should find such a reason!

"It seems that you are still unconvinced!" Xu Wuzhou said.

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