The strongest system is in the city

The emperor of the Han Dynasty was full of love and thinking about the country, but Yuyu couldn't ask for it for many years?

Natural beauty is hard to give up, once chosen on the king's side? ?

Tsk tsk, amazing, this style of writing, this talent, this artistic conception, it seems that he has traveled to the era of Tang Minghuang. Tsk tsk, this masterpiece is definitely not inferior to the previous masterpiece "Shui Tiao Ge Tou".

This was the case for Chu Tianpeng, and so was the principal, Professor Chen, and others. Even the many student representatives of Tianhai University were all staring at the eloquent Xing Kai and murmured softly.

What a beautiful word, what a profound literary attainment it takes to make such a poem.

Su Lingban stared wide-eyed with her beautiful eyes, staring at the villain in front of her in surprise. Is this guy...going crazy?

Listening to the prestige value reverberating in his mind, Su Qingyun was in a good mood, and the brush in his hand was like a dragon and snake, and he swayed even more, "The flowers on the temples are golden, and the hibiscus tent warms the spring night. The spring night is short and the day is bitter From now on, the king will not be early. There are 3000 beauties in the harem, and [-] dotes on him. The golden house is made up to serve the night, and the Yulou banquet is drunk and spring. The sisters and brothers are all poor, and the poor glory is born. It makes the parents of the world feel happy. "Reborn boy, reborn girl" accompanied by Su Qingyun's eloquence, it can be said that the story of Tang Minghuang and Yang Yuhuan was vividly presented in front of everyone in the birthday celebration hall. The scene in the above text is like seeing a generation of Mingjun in the early Tang Dynasty. After Tang Minghuang met Yang Yuhuan, the face of the prosperous age, three thousand beauties in the harem gathered in one body, and they were drunk and dreamed.

Here, it caters to the theme of "Song of Everlasting Sorrow". Such a design is really wonderful! !
"This... this is..." Vice President Chen of the Tianhai Writers Association stared wide-eyed and gasped, "Wizards, literary geniuses, absolute literary geniuses through the ages, my God!!" "So Unparalleled talent, is our Longguo literary world about to rise~!!!" Vice President Chen is still extremely excited at this moment, originally Su Chen's appearance has made their Writers Association full of confidence in the future of the literary world, now Su Qingyun's work The appearance undoubtedly indicates that a flourishing age in the literary world is coming.

Just imagine, as a witness, how could he not be excited! !

It's been a long and short spring, and the day is high. Since then, the king will not go to court early?

What a harem with 3000 beauties, and [-] pampers in one body? ?

Great, really great! !

In just a few words, the emotions of Tang Minghuang and Yang Yuhuan are vividly displayed, making people feel as if they have traveled to the era of Tang Minghuang, and as witnesses, they can feel the love experience of Tang Minghuang and Yang Yuhuan.

It is said that Tang Minghuang delayed the Tang Dynasty because of his beauty, but on the other hand, which girl does not want 3000 beauties in the harem to be doted on, and which girl does not want her man to not love the country but only love herself? ! !
When Song Linger saw this, for some reason, she suddenly envied Yang Yuhuan in this poem, because she had such a Tang Minghuang who didn't love Jiangshan and beauty, and when the big villain appeared in her mind, her calm heart was agitated There were circles of ripples, rippling in all directions, and the corners of the mouth could not help but bend into an intoxicating arc.

Eloquent, write down!

With the passage of time, Su Qingyun on the table desk was still writing like a dragon and snake, swaying down, and his thoughts were springing up, like a torrential river, stretching endlessly, and wrote down a "Song of Everlasting Regret" in one breath.

Rice paper exuding a faint fragrance, one after another. One, two, three. A total of five sheets were written, and finally came to the end of "Song of Everlasting Sorrow". With the prompt of reputation, Wan Ruo Youlong came to the end, "July [-]th in the Hall of Eternal Life, when no one is whispering in the middle of the night. I wish to be a lovebird in the sky, and a twig in the ground. The sky will last for a long time, and this hatred will last forever." It took several minutes before the song of Everlasting Regret was finally finished under everyone's bewildered eyes.

Would you like to be a lovebird in the sky, and Lian Lizhi in the earth?
Everlasting and sometimes ending, this hatred lasts forever? ?

The finishing touch is to vividly and vividly interpret the ending of Tang Minghuang and Yang Yuhuan's life-and-death grudge. Everyone in the birthday celebration hall has that unparalleled Maweipo mutiny, and the sweet love and reconciliation ahead. The tragic love in the rear forms a sharp contrast, and it sublimates the "hate" in the song of eternal regret to a new level.

Five seconds, ten seconds... It lasted for about half a minute, and the people in the birthday celebration hall came back to their senses one after another, looking at the five masterpieces that exude the special fragrance of rice paper and the fragrance of ink, deeply moved. Was shocked.

At the same time, Su Chen, who had gone to the toilet to heal his wounds, came back, and happened to see five pieces of rice paper spread out on one side of the field, and Xingkai, which looked like a work of art, listened to the discussions of many guests, and his mind seemed to be shocked. When the thunder struck, 12 trillion brain cells roared, and the brain went blank.

"The emperor of the Han Dynasty focused on color and thought about the country, and Yu Yu couldn't ask for it for many years." There are five large sheets of rice paper, and as far as the eye can see, each sentence can even be called a good sentence choice. The five sheets of rice paper, like five powerful cannonballs, exploded in place in Su Chen's mind. It was destroyed in a mess in an instant, and the wound that was slightly healed was torn again in an instant, and it was deeper, bigger, and worse than the previous wound.

Impossible! How is it possible for that guy, he left for more than ten minutes at most, just over ten minutes, what happened in these 10 minutes, this poem, the fragile glass self-esteem that was finally eased, was shattered again It became powder.

"Damn it! Bastard!! Damn it!!" Su Chen stared at the birthday celebration hall with a pair of eyes. The five rice papers, like five knives, pierced his heart fiercely. If possible, he wished Immediately tear the five pieces of rice paper into pieces.

How did this happen, why did it become like this? !
It shouldn't be, all of this should be his home field. He is a genius who is once in a century for the Writers Association. The person who is going to glory in the Longguo literary world, but... ever since that damned Su Qingyun appeared, everything has changed, the halo that originally belonged to him no longer exists, and those who should have worshiped and admired him have all become that guy at this moment The loyal audience felt aggrieved and resentful, and a mouthful of bright red blood rolled up from their chests.

Papapapapa Su Chen's face turned red strangely, and at the same time as he was on the verge of vomiting blood, the guests who woke up one after another in the field gave thunderous applause in admiration.

"Mr. Su, thank you. On behalf of the Tianhai Museum, thank you for your calligraphy!"

Chu Tianpeng stepped back very excitedly, bowed respectfully at ninety degrees, and thanked Su Qingyun for his gift in a grand way. In terms of influence, this poem is probably better than that of "Shui Tiao Ge Tou". Anyone who comes here will be shocked, this poem alone is enough to make him like this! !