Travel through time and become a stall owner! My girlfriend is the boss! lie flat

Gu Qingcheng faced everyone, "Please invite the second lucky person tonight to come forward and tell your story or request."

"Let us witness once again the extraordinary talent of the affectionate stall owner."

The handsome man, dressed in low-key luxury clothing, stood up slowly after hearing her words and walked to Yunfan's stall.

"Give!"

The man took out 50 yuan and threw it directly to Yun Fan. He looked at the beggar who was giving alms and asked for food. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised and his eyes were a little playful.

Yun Fan felt from the other party's behavior that the person who came was not kind.

"I, Wang Di, have one of my hobbies in life, which is to taste all the fine wines in the world."

"Just compose an ancient poem related to wine."

When ordinary people see the various musical instruments placed in Yunfan's stall, they will know that what he can create on the spot is songs.

However, the signboard Yunfan erected only indicated the work and did not emphasize that the work was a song. This was a loophole in the text.

Just when Gu Qingcheng was about to help Yun Fan get out of the siege.

Wang Di continued: "It doesn't matter if I can't make it. I don't expect that 50 yuan will allow me to listen to an ancient poem."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

Those who had a good impression of Yun Fan were extremely dissatisfied with Wang Di's actions.

"Mr. Wang! Please stay."

Although Yun Fan's words were polite, his tone was a bit cold.

"No, that 50 yuan will be treated as a reward from me."

Wang Di thought that Yunfan asked him to take back the money for the sake of face, and continued to move forward without looking back.

Previously, Yun Fan admitted that he did not know Wang Di at all and had no intersection, let alone any grudge.

However, the other party's behavior just now made him guess a possibility?

The other party may be related to the mysterious person who completely blocked him.

"Mr. Wang, please don't misunderstand me. Although I, Yunfan, am not talented, I still have the ability to make money and support myself."

"There is no need for charity from others, let alone food."

Yun Fan chuckled and continued:

"But Mr. Wang, since I have paid 50 yuan, I will never turn away this business that comes to my door."

Hearing this, everyone became curious.

Could it be that this stall owner can really compose an ancient poem? How old is he?

Ancient poetry is far beyond the comparison of songs. How can it be so easy to improvise on the spot.

Everyone at the scene and watching on Magic City TV did not believe that Yunfan could do it.

Wang Di stopped, walked back, and said disdainfully:

"Don't brag to the sky!"

"If you can create something that satisfies me, I will give you another 1000 million."

"I, Yunfan, do business and clearly mark my prices. I am an honest person. Since you have already paid the fee, how can I raise the price?"

"Hmph! It's only 1000 million. My pocket money is more than this amount. If it satisfies me, I'll give it to you."

He absolutely did not believe that Yun Fan could really compose an ancient poem.

Even if it's really done, just find fault and say you're not satisfied.

Originally Yunfan didn't want to embarrass Wang Di, after all, his situation was very bad.

But seeing how confident this guy was, I decided to dig a hole and give it to him.

"Mr. Wang! If you give me 1000 million, you don't have to!"

"If you are satisfied with the work that will be done later."

"You can donate these 1000 million to the Magic City Charity Foundation, and you can also leave a good name."

Yunfan's first step in digging a hole was to wear a high hat.

"Okay! I am satisfied with Ruge's work. Donating 1000 million is too petty. I will donate [-] million immediately."

Boy, if I am not satisfied with your work, the Magic City Charity Foundation will probably hate you to death!

See if I don't dig a hole and bury you.

Although Miss Ji has given the order, she cannot kill you humanely.

But if I create some trouble for you, she will probably like it.

"Everyone, please help me bear witness. What Mr. Wang just said was not requested or induced by me."

"If it's the ancient poetry I'll be reading later, it will satisfy Mr. Wang."

"It shows that he thinks highly of me, and it also proves that he has a charitable heart."

Yunfan's second step in digging a hole was to get himself out first, and then further implement Wang Di's promise.

Help him wear this tall hat tighter.

Didn't he see that Wang Di was cheating on him? Luo Yingxiong, who was sitting below, was worried about Yun Fan.

Since we want to create ancient poems related to wine, how can we not be accompanied by fine wine.

Yun Fan brewed up his emotions and suddenly said loudly: "Is there any friend here who can lend me a drink?"

Later, the staff of Shanghai TV Station brought a bottle of wine and handed it to him.

Yun Fan took it and drank it. The strong wine entered his throat, a burning sensation came over him, and he felt relieved.

He held a wine pot in his left hand and a bamboo flute in his right hand, waving to the sky and saying loudly:

"Don't you see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning..."

hum!

Just this opening sentence almost blew up everyone present.

What a stroke of genius!

Is he really only in his twenties?

Wang Di's face suddenly darkened when he saw the performance of the people present.

Isn't it just a reasonable beginning? Are you so surprised?

Yun Fan's steady and orderly sounds kept coming out with golden sentences.

"You must be happy in life, and don't let the golden bottle face the moon."

"I am born to be useful, and I will come back after all the money is gone..."

No wonder he is a literary star who comes down to earth and improvises, which are eternal masterpieces.

People who know more about ancient poetry have been conquered by Yun Fan's talent.

Wang Di's face became increasingly ugly and he clenched his fists.

Yunfan took another sip of the ancient wine in his hand, and then threw the flask away with great style.

"Sing a song with Jun, please listen to me."

Dressed in white, he looked like a banished immortal from heaven, holding the bamboo flute under his lips.

With a slight movement of your fingers, the elegant flute sounds resounded.

What kind of magical song is this? He can actually come to it at the drop of a hat.

His fellow musicians despaired.

Whether it was on Earth in the past or now on Blue Star, Yunfan has always been alone.

Just like a small boat in the vast ocean in the human world, the feeling of loneliness rushes over.

He sighed softly and said: "In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, only the drinkers left their names."

At this time, both the people present and those in front of the TV were impressed by his amazing talent.

Gu Qingcheng, who had been watching him, instantly became his little crush. The more she looked at him, the redder her face became.

"Sell the eternal sorrow with me."

After reading the last sentence, Yun Fan looked at Wang Di.

"Mr. Wang, my creative time is limited. I wonder if this hastily composed song "Jianjinjiu" will catch your eye."

"If you are not satisfied, I have run out of ideas and cannot create again. I can only return 50 yuan to you."

Wang Di, who was born into a wealthy and aristocratic family, has been influenced by poetry and poetry since he was a child.

This is a masterpiece that will be passed down through the ages.

How could he be dissatisfied?

Does he dare to be dissatisfied?

If it were such a masterpiece, he would not dare to be dissatisfied.

It is estimated that not only people in the cultural circles can spray him like a dog.

Even the entire Dragon Kingdom could scold him until he became autistic and never dared to show his face again.