Chapter 87

Why does Qin long think that the old guy's eyes are shining, can't he be an old broken back!

"Well, I'll recite it." Qin long nodded, saw Qian Zhiwen turn back to give a schadenfreude smile, a faint smile, added, "but, can I have a direct poetry recitation?"

The poem Qin long found in his memory system is nothing else but "will be in wine".

What pit dad is that this song "will drink" is not a word memory, but a scene. This scene is nothing else. Yes, it's poetry reading.

This memory segment is on a huge stage. I don't know where it is, but it is decorated with antique colors. There are huge blue and white curtains on both sides. On the big screen is a piece of ink and wash screen, with poems, wine and moon.

Between the ink and water paintings, a green shirt raises a glass and drinks with friends. Accompanied by the vigorous and melodious guqin music, the charm is full of life.

On the stage, the spotlight was shining on a gray haired old man, wearing a Zhongshan suit. Although he looked a little thin and weak, he was full of energy.

Qin long was very curious about the old man, but he didn't have any other information about him. It seems that to understand him, we can only open up more memories after the improvement of mental skills in the future.

In the memory space, after listening to the old man's recitation, Qin long was shocked and admired.

Seeing Mr. Wang's recitation one by one, Qin long naturally wanted to recite "Jiang Jin Jiu" in time. However, because of his slow reading speed, Qin long was familiar with it twice and did not have time to recite it.

In the face of Mr. Wang's request, Qin long can only retreat to the next place, and plans to follow the old man's recitation.

But then he thought that with the recitation, the speed would be very slow, and it would be extremely different. So he had an idea. He was going to read it with the old man.

"Poetry reading?" Mr. Wang's face was a little surprised, "this is no problem, but this" will be in wine "requirements full of spirit, strong and high, you can He looked at Qin long up and down, and seemed to be very unconvinced.

Listening to Qin Long's poetry recitation, everyone was shocked, deeply shocked.

Even the "cherry" on the "cherry" is an incredible sign.

He is a violent maniac. Can he read such a tall thing?

Su Yuechan thought for a while and finally shook her head.

Qin long looked at the face of the eldest lady. Although he did not know what she was thinking, Qin long felt that she was angry and would never believe himself. Qin long took a deep breath. He wanted to prove himself and let the eldest lady look at him with a new look.

He patted Mr. Wang's chest and said lightly, "it's just to recite the wine, no problem."

"All right, go to the podium and read it." Mr. Wang took a meaningful look at Qin long.

Under the gaze of the students, Qin long walked onto the platform naturally. He looked at Tang lingxuan, who was full of little stars, and the big girl who avoided his own eyes. Finally, he took back his eyes and turned to see Mr. Wang nodding to him. He took a deep breath and seemed to be brewing.

In a flash of thought, Qin long directly entered the space of consciousness, quickly opened the memory fragment, and used the simulation system to completely scene the memory.

Qin long felt as if he had walked into the huge stage, feeling the scenes and pictures in the environment, and tried to integrate himself into the feeling. Although Qin long doesn't know how to read at all, he has seen it on TV. Naturally, he knows the importance of emotional atmosphere.

With the majestic and melodious music, he felt as if he was drinking and talking with people on the top of the xiongshan mountain, where the wind was gentle and the moon was bright.

The old man on the stage stroked his long white beard and forgot Gao Tian for a long time. Seeing that he was singing, Qin long also raised his breath in his chest and read after him.

"Don't you see that the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea and never returns.

"If you don't see the bright mirror in the high hall, your hair will be sad and white. It will be like green silk in the morning and snow in the evening."

The voice is powerful and melancholy. It seems that it penetrates the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty and solidifies the breeze and the moon for thousands of years. Although Qin long didn't keep up with the pace of the old man, the rhythm gradually unified after two sentences.

He also felt the harmonious resonance between poetry and music. Qin long thought it strange!

He is poor in Chinese and seldom recites poems, so he doesn't know the meaning of ancient Chinese. He can only understand this song "will drink", but with the old man Bai Xu's chanting, he seems to have really integrated into the world, extremely mysterious.

Because Qin Long's simulation space is linked with the outside world, he can still see the situation of the outside world although he is very engaged in reciting.

In the whole classroom, except for his voice echoing for a long time, no sound was heard. Everyone is very quiet, seems to have been immersed in such an atmosphere.

Tang lingxuan looked at him all a bit intoxicated. The face of the eldest lady changed and changed, but she still didn't look at herself.

When Qin long noticed Mr. Wang, he couldn't help being happy. He squinted his eyes, took a ruler in his right hand, gently patted it in his palm, followed the rhythmic ups and downs, a wave of head shaking, face very enjoy."If you are happy in your life, don't make the golden cup empty to the moon.".?

"I am born of nature, and I will be useful. When all the gold is gone, it will come back again."

？ Continue to chant, the rhythm suddenly become faster, such as the noble spirit in the chest condensed and erupted, suddenly stirring the soul.

When he recited that "I am made of nature, I will be useful, and all my gold will come back again". Qin long was also shocked in his heart and gave birth to the idea of seeing higher and seeing farther.

"When you cook sheep and kill cattle, you will have to drink 300 cups at a time.".?

"Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, please don't stop drinking.?

"A song with you, please listen to me."

Instead, it's like a friend making a cup and drinking. At this moment, Qin long thought of his brother in the rural middle school. Those days when he was drinking beer and eating barbecue were gone forever.?

"I hope you will never wake up when you are drunk.".?

"In ancient times, all sages and sages are lonely, only those who drink keep their names."

Lonely!

Reciting these two words, Qin Long's heart suddenly filled with a deep sense of loneliness.

A new way of life, a new world, a new friend. At this moment, Qin long thought of many people, including the old man in his family, Da Yong, Chen Qianqian and he Nailiang from the rural middle school, as well as his brothers who were reluctant to part with themselves, and those who betrayed themselves.

Look at the students in the classroom, suddenly they seem to have changed.

Tang lingxuan became more spiritual, sunflower like, young and beautiful. And the sullen old lady, as if from the aesthetic illustration out of the general, a little arrogant, such as lotus Pavilion. And like cloves with sorrow and resentment. She looked and hesitated, but shook her head frequently. Who could know whether her heart really hated her or liked her?

"In the past, King Chen had a feast and a dozen wine fights.?

"Why does the master say that he has little money? He has to sell it to him.".?

"Five flowers horse, thousand gold fur,? Hu'er will exchange wine with you for eternal sorrow. "

The last word of melancholy is long and loud, as if it penetrates time and space.

Qin long chanted, and there was no sound in the classroom.

Everyone is quiet in their own world, even Teacher Wang is still shaking his head.

I don't know why, after reading this poem, Qin long felt a deep sense of emptiness in his heart.

People are very strange, sometimes when they are happy or happy, they can't think of some profound things. But occasionally because of some things touched, at that moment feel at a loss.

Qin long was driven out by his family's old man. His name was to make him self reliant in the big city.

He does not worry about food and clothing now. He is accompanied by beautiful women every day. Fighting with evil people adds a lot of fun to the boring life.

But there is no really meaningful thing. Although it is meaningful to investigate Yanlong, there is no clue and it is difficult to do it.

Qin long did not think of what kind of road he should take in the future, but left the idea in the bottom of his heart, and he must build a great cause in the process of gradually becoming stronger.

"Well, that's wonderful!"

Tang lingxuan's voice broke the silence in the classroom and pulled Qin long back from his mind.

Seeing the little beauty, Qin Long's heart was warm, and soon suppressed the loneliness in his heart.

All of us wake up. With the thunderous applause of the students, the whole classroom is covered with cheers and exclamations. Even some students who did not think much of Qin long were impressed.

Su Yuechan's face looks very calm, but it is sitting there quietly. She doesn't want to see Qin long, but she can't help looking at him.

When she found herself and Qin long four eyes opposite, but suddenly don't over head, do not know what she is thinking.

Looking at the young lady's appearance, Qin long faintly smiles, but suddenly finds that someone is heavily patted on his shoulder twice.

When he turned around, he saw that Mr. Wang's eyes were bright and bright. He was very excited and said, "it's really a wonder that young people come out. You've brought honor to your post-90s generation!"

Said, he is a burst of exclamation, "yesterday Xiao Huang told me you are a genius, I still don't believe it, now I have to sigh." Xiao Huang in his mouth is the head teacher Huang Haolin.

"Well? Is my recitation so good? " Qin long was stunned. He just recited a poem. How could he become a wizard.

"It can't be described in a good way."

Wang's face was as excited as ever, and said with great certainty, "although I was not sure at the beginning, I soon entered the state and became more and more perfect and full of charm. I'm afraid none of the middle school students can recite you so well. I'm afraid it will take at least decades of precipitation to reach your level. "

After listening to Mr. Wang, Qin longcai suddenly realized that he must have been reciting with the old man Bai Xu in the simulation space, and imitated the original sound eight or nine times to achieve such an impressive effect.

Qin long first moved himself and his classmates."Classmate Qin, my friend is a poet in the field of poetry reading. His birthday is on a Sunday half a month later. Can you take him to meet him?" Mr. Wang looked at Qin long with a kind of eager eyes, looking forward to his answer.

Seeing Mr. Wang's sudden politeness, Qin long was flattered. He was not good at rejecting it. He said with a smile: "at that time, if I have time, I will meet him."

"Ha ha, that would be great!" Mr. Wang's old face burst into laughter and clenched his fist excitedly. He looked like an old urchin. The jaw of the whole class was almost dropped. How could the severe teacher Wang suddenly change his mind!