Eldest Senior Brother is Ordinary

Chapter 188: Are you the poet Zhang Dapao?

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

Look at the cultivators in Dongtu, all of them are motionless.

Look at you again, this is simply!

well!

Lu Changsheng hated that iron could not become steel.

It was just at this moment that Wang Xuanji, who was not far away, recovered from his contemplation and heard Lu Changsheng coming, and couldn't help looking around. After seeing Lu Changsheng soon, Wang Xuanji hurried over.

"Senior Brother Lu! You're here, hurry up, get out of the way, and don't interfere with 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, full of smiles.

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

"Emperor teacher! Emperor teacher! After a few months, I finally saw each other again. I really can't say anything for one yuan. Here I wish the emperor teacher, the spirit of Longma, beaming, tying the knot, and Sanyang Kaitai. , Double happiness is coming, blessings like the East Sea, longevity is like Nanshan, love is stronger than gold, auspicious and happy, the stars are bright, the sky is happy, the flowers are full of moon, the icing on the cake, the charcoal in the snow, good luck, Hongxing Erke!"

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

Said that many people present were stunned.

Are you saying you can't speak?

The icing on the cake can be understood, what does it mean to send charcoal in the snow?

However, for the incomprehension of other people, Lu Changsheng knew Gan Yiyuan very well, and at the same time was very curious, what happened to Gan Yiyuan when he was a child, so that he could be like this.

"Didn't your sister come?"

Lu Changsheng asked curiously.

"No, she went to war."

Gan Yiyuan shook his head and replied.

"Go to war?"

"Yeah, she said that being in the emperor is meaningless, and she can't bully others, so she went to the frontier to fight and bully others. Master, 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 over, just to win glory for our male cultivator."

Ziqing Shengzi said.

"What? Glory to the men's football team? I can't."

Lu Changsheng heard something wrong.

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

Ziqing Shengzi was a little confused.

"Oh, male cultivator." Lu Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief, mainly because the Ziqing Holy Son spoke a little too fast, so he misheard a bit.

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

Wang Xuanji opened her mouth and said like this.

"I really don't understand something like love, love, love, Brother Lu, we'll depend on you now."

The Holy Son of Shumen said seriously.

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

And Lu Changsheng couldn't help frowning.

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

But Wang Fugui on the side,

After reading the poems, I couldn't help but ponder for a while, and then slowly said: "Actually, I'll be honest with you, I have a little research on the poems."

As soon as this was said, people were curious at the moment.

"Oh, who is this?"

"Senior Brother Lu's friend, Brother Wang." Son of Ziqing explained.

At the moment, everyone nodded again and again, since they were Lu Changsheng's friends, they were naturally not idle.

"Brother Wang, if you have some talent, you can give it a try. Anyway, it won't cost you money to try it. I have tried it again. Unfortunately, the poems are so mediocre that they have not been recognized by the fairy."

Wang Xuanji opened her mouth and said like this.

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

"If that's the case, then I'll be ugly."

Wang Fugui spoke.

The crowd is full of anticipation.

Only Lu Changsheng seemed a little silent.

Wang Fugui's poem, the classic poem about the red boat trip to Jinling, and the boat accompanying the fish, he still vividly remembers it.

But it's okay, let Wang Fugui lay the groundwork first, so that he can set off himself.

Very good, very good, very good!

"Since the topic is love and miss, Wang is not talented, so he improvised a poem."

"The talented son loves the beautiful woman, the mother-in-law is snobbish, and the gift money is 66,000. There will be no more misses!"

Wang Fugui spoke with emotion and emotion, and at the end, he left two lines of tears.

And the presence instantly fell silent.

The entire hall was suddenly silent.

On the other hand, Wang Fugui felt a little guilty.

"it is 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 right to life."

Li Rulong followed suit and praised.

"I seem to see a pair of people who love each other. The man and the woman have intentions. Unfortunately, I met a powerful mother-in-law. In order to break up the two, they offered a astronomical gift. In the end, the two people who loved each other couldn't be together. Woohoo, I Cried!"

"I cried too!"

"This is poetry, a poem that fits life. Just a few words can describe such a touching story, okay, okay!"

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

"Good, good, good!"

"One more song! Quick, one more song!"

"As expected of the person next to Senior Brother Lu, he is simply talented and talented!"

"Following Senior Brother Lu, pigs are talented, not to mention people! This brother is very talented."

In the ancient workshop, a series of praises sounded, causing Lu Changsheng to suffocate.

Are you playing for real?

Fellow Daoists, 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 very poor, he didn't expect to refresh his three views again?

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

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

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

"Cough cough!"

Wang Fugui also deliberately adjusted his mood.

Then he spoke.

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

"There are beautiful women in the north."

Wang Fugui spoke.

Hey, don't say it, the first sentence is finally a little ink.

Lu Changsheng was a little curious.

Afterwards, Wang Fugui continued to speak.

"There are beautiful women in the north. They look so beautiful. I really want to take them home, but unfortunately I don't dare!"

well!

Having said that, Wang Fugui sighed deeply, and there was indescribable loneliness and loneliness in his eyes.

hiss!

Lu Changsheng took back what he just said.

There are really worse poems than the first.

This is his meow.

Is it the poet Zhang Dapao?

In the Mingyue Ancient Workshop, Lu Changsheng was completely dumbfounded.

What kind of poetry can only be made by ghosts and monsters on horseback?

What kind of monster is a person who can write such a poem?

This is no longer illiterate or illiterate, this is mental retardation, right?

But what shocked Lu Changsheng again was.

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

"Good poem! Good poem!"

"Although it's a bit vulgar, but it comes from the bottom of my heart, okay, okay, so nice."

"This poem expresses what I'm waiting for. I really want to take it home, but unfortunately I don't dare."

"Yeah, although there are some vulgarities, but the ancients said that the elegance is both great and the common is great! The refined and the common will be rewarded, and the refined and the common will be rewarded! Hahahaha!"

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

"This poem reminds me of my childhood hometown."

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

"I lost it, fellow Daoists, is it too much? How much did you take?"

"Good, good, good, what a taste for both refined and popular."

"Although I think this poem is average, but if you all agree, then I will also agree!"

Full of applause.

It made Lu Changsheng inexplicably uncomfortable.

He was not suffering because the poems were too bad.

It's this group of people who have the money to earn money without him and eat alone.

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

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