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Now when Qin Mian mentioned it, I suddenly realized something was wrong, every word in the poem was in Xia Ru's style.Besides, how could a big man write such a poignant poem?

Ouyang Heng's roar was like a bomb dropped into a pond, and the scene exploded in an instant.Get together and whisper to each other, not knowing what's going on.

Speaking of Xia Ru, this was also a man of the year in Bizhou, and his poems were widely circulated.When someone mentioned it, it soon occurred to me that Xia Ru's poetry style was indeed very similar to Li Quan's poetry just now. It can be said that they are clearly the same person!Because Xia Ru's lyrics and music style are too unique, tactful and poignant is the label, which is highly recognizable.

Seeing this situation, Qin Mian proudly raised the corners of her mouth, and looked at Li Quan with even more disdain.

Li Quan was confused, but Xia Ru's poems were recognized again!Is this still a ball?He just had a single stroke, and he didn't care about reciting poems and making right ones.Rao's skin is thicker than the city wall, so it's inevitable that the battle will be messed up in such a situation.

Li Quanxu panicked, and Xia Ru panicked.I was confident in front of the old lady and promised to help the master earn fame at the poetry meeting, but I didn't expect that my poetry style was too unique, and it turned out to be self-defeating, which led to the current situation. What should I do?

Liu Song walked over with a sullen face, and asked in a low voice: "Master Li, what Miss Qin Mian said is serious? Is the poem just now written by Mrs. Li?"

"Huh...nonsense! It was written by Li himself!" Li Quan also showed his old face and refused to admit it. Let's see what this group of people will do with him?

Qin Mian sneered: "Hmph! I wrote it myself? Poems are written with the heart and in response to the situation. Even if Mr. Li is well-educated, based on Mr. Li's experience, it shouldn't be such a daughter-like work.

Even Qin Mian did not have such a delicate mind to produce such beautiful works.Mr. Liu Song is even a leading figure in the literary world, and he knows who in this world can write such poems except the second wife of the Li family?

I don't know what method Master Li used, but the decision just now was made by Xia Ru.Mr. Li has a noble status, he should be a man who dares to act, and it is shameful to use other people's works to show off.Dare to do it but not dare to be it, it makes Qin Mian disdain how p people believe in the huge profits you promised~? "

The atmosphere in the scene was tense, and most of them agreed, wanting to see Mr. Li's jokes.But in the corner of the booth, Ruhua was sweating profusely nervously. For some reason, she was very worried about this piece of brown sugar, and she didn't want to see him make a fool of herself.

"You, you, you are all your own words. Who said that poetry is born out of intention and in response to the situation? Master, I am very talented, can't I be amazing?" Li Quan was serious, but he was obviously not confident enough.

Qin Mian did not give in, and continued to sneer: "Extraordinary talent, amazing talent? Then Qin Mian really missed his sight. In this case, Qin Mian played a simple pair for Master Li to see how talented Master Li is. The first couplet is 'one two three four five six seven'."

"Seven six five four three two one." Li Quan blinked his mouth and responded awkwardly.

As soon as these words came out, everyone burst into laughter.

Qin Mian was an angry youth at heart, and he didn't like a rich man like Li Quan, so he spoke mercilessly, and received:

"Master Li, is this the so-called extraordinary talent? The second couplet should be filial piety, loyalty, honesty, righteousness and integrity; I will send you another horizontal comment: shameless king (forget) eight."

Li Quan was speechless, his old face turned pale, Xia Ru was about to cry, but she couldn't move around, once someone found out her identity, the matter would be settled.But Qin Mian seemed not satisfied, and sneered:

"Master Li, if you are not good at matching, then come to the poems you are good at. The little girl will give Master Li a simple topic, spring, summer, autumn and winter, and choose one of the four seasons to write a poem. I just ask you to rhyme easily! "

Li Quan's face turned even redder, turning black, but not from embarrassment, but from excitement!

This topic is exactly what I want. I can't compose poems, but I can recite poems.As soon as my thoughts changed, my brain instantly switched to the primary school Chinese textbook mode.

A certain section of a certain unit - "Spring Dawn".

Li Quan suppressed his smile, and suddenly asked: "Miss Qin Mian, if Li writes poems, what should you do?"

"No matter how master Li disposes of her, let alone being an image spokesperson, even if she marries into the Li family and becomes a concubine, Qin Mian won't even frown!"

Chapter 40: Pretend to be a pig

Qin Mian had long believed that Li Quan had no real talent and learning, so she didn't care about what she said, with her arms folded on her chest, she watched Li Quan's resignation coldly. .

Now Li Quan was confident, and his temper came up, pretending to be scratching his head and thinking, looking at a loss.Already, some talented scholars who were not used to Li Quan began to yell, and asked Li Quan sarcastically, "Is it okay?" or something like that.

But those who want to see Li Quan's jokes are destined to be disappointed. Li Quan faltered and said:

"Spring... I can't sleep... Xiao, place... I hear birds singing everywhere, come at night... How much do you know about the sound of wind and rain, and the falling of flowers? Miss Qin Mian, do you want Li's "Spring Dawn"?"

Li Quan finished reading pretending to be jerky, and everyone couldn't hear it very coherently, so someone repeated it again:

"Chun Mian does not wake up, I hear birds singing everywhere, the sound of wind and rain at night, how much do you know about flowers falling?"

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There was silence, and even the koi in the pond sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and they floated on the water, not daring to move.

"Great...that's great!" Liu Song was the first to come back to his senses.How many beautiful poems has this literary figure seen in his life?But at this moment, he was so excited that even his voice trembled a little.Although there are not many movements at this time, but the heart is like a child who got a favorite toy, completely crazy!

"Chun Mian does not feel the dawn, I hear birds singing everywhere, the sound of wind and rain at night, how much do you know about flowers falling? Spring dawn? What a spring dawn!"

Everyone was shocked, even Xia Ru behind her showed an excited and unbelievable expression. This is not my own ghostwriting. My master can actually write a masterpiece that can be called an eternal classic?

As the party involved, Qin Mian's expression was also extremely exciting.If someone else wrote such a poem, Qin Mian would definitely admire it, and maybe fall in love with it.But from Li Quan's mouth, it feels so unreal, or unbelievable!

Li Quan wanted this kind of effect, thinking to himself that this bitch dared to mock me just now, now it's my turn to slap me in the face.Open your mouth and ask:

"Miss Qin Mian, I've already written a little poem on the theme of spring. Do you think it's time to fulfill my promise?"

"No... Impossible! You must not have done this yourself. Impossible! Impossible!" Qin Mian panicked, her pretty face was flushed, and she was extraordinarily attractive.Lian Sheng's impossibility is not because he is afraid of fulfilling his promise, but because the gap between reality and expectation is too great, which is why he has such extreme behavior.

Li Quan chuckled, and looked at the other party provocatively: "Miss Cai said just now that she must be brave. Is this only valid for me, Mr. Li, or is it just because Miss Qin Mian is beautiful and unparalleled? You keep saying no." Possibly, then Li will act ugly again to see if it is possible."

Li Quan changed his voice, opened his folding fan smartly, glanced disdainfully at the many talents present, and said slowly: "Just now is a poem about spring, and Li will write another poem about summer. The plums are golden and the apricots are fat, and the wheat flowers are snow-white." Cauliflower is scarce. The day is long and no one passes by the fence, only dragonflies and nymphs fly.”

If the first song "Spring Dawn" still seems intermittent, the latter one will be completed in one go without a pause. Those who are not very capable would not dare to compose poetry in such a calm manner.Moreover, the style of these two poems obviously does not have Xia Ru's tactful artistic conception, and if it is written by Xia Ru, no one will believe it.

Everyone was shocked. Such a good poem, one can be said to be a rare one, but like Li Quan, one and two are both classics. Not to mention that there will be no one to come, but It must have been unprecedented.

Could it be that Mr. Li is really a talented and talented person?But how can such a capable person be a businessman?But anyone with a careful mind will find that the first poem written by Mr. Li is obviously pretending to be jerky, and the cunning of a businessman is fully displayed, so why is he not a businessman?

Only now did Li Quan realize how cute his Chinese teacher was before, and he forced himself to recite not only the texts, but also a lot of miscellaneous ancient poems.At that time, I wished I could tear the Chinese teacher to pieces.I didn't expect that there would be a place for me to use it after time travel, it was so refreshing.

Li Quan's tail was about to pierce the sky, he shook his folding fan lightly, exuberant, his "poetry" was on his head, and he couldn't stop at all:

"Hey, it's the beginning of autumn. Miss Qin Mian said that poems are made according to the situation, and Li is not suitable for the situation. Let's just come to the first winter. Cough cough... Jiangshang is a general, Jingshang has black holes, black dogs are white, white The dog is swollen."

Everyone felt like they were dreaming, was Mr. Li being raped by Shixian or something?Every sentence is classic, and each capital can be regarded as a masterpiece of singing.Moreover, the style and mood are not the same, like completely different poems written by different people, such a poem is unheard of!If a cunning businessman has such talents, where will the faces of all these talents be put?

Qin Mian had never suffered such a blow, her pretty face was already pale, but she still refused to accept the reality, subconsciously making excuses for herself.

There are too many poems related to spring, summer, autumn and winter in the world. Maybe this master Li has read other people's works, but no one knows.

Qin Mian bit her lips lightly, and said in a low voice, "There are too many poems about the four seasons. If Master Li can change the topic, Qin Mian will be convinced."

Seeing his two random poems stupefied everyone, Li Quan became more and more confident now.There are more than one or two poems in my belly, this time the whole thing is a little more complicated, and it scares this group of idiots to death.

Li Quan pretended to be walking on the path in the middle of the lake, looking around, as if he was thinking hard, with an inscrutable look.In a daze, his gaze caught on to the masked woman who had been standing on the opposite bank.

Although it was night now and the light was dim, the masked woman's white dress and skirt were still so eye-catching.After such a long time, she still maintains the previous posture, like a lifelike stone sculpture standing there, although it is beautiful, few people notice it.

Li Quan had a plan, closed his folding fan, raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the masked woman.

Li Quan is completely thorough now, and everyone follows the direction of Li Quan's finger, and they can't help but hear a deep and low cry.Everyone was shocked, no one found out that there was such an glamorous woman behind the backyard, although she couldn't see her face, she could be sure that this woman was a stunning beauty just by feeling.

Sensing everyone's gaze, the masked woman frowned slightly, glanced at Li Quan coldly, and then closed her eyes firmly.