Freelance Artist

When the boat arrived at the shore, someone from the event organizer came to pick it up.

Lin Zhibai and the three brothers went ashore, and the staff led the way.

The four of them followed the staff, and a gust of wind blew. Lin Zhibai felt that his dizzy head was a little clearer. The reason why he felt so uncomfortable just now was most likely related to the severe shaking of the ship.

"That's Dongting."

Shang Zhirong pointed forward and introduced Lin Zhibai, a new friend who was attending the Qizhou Poetry Club for the first time.

Lin Zhibai looked from a distance and saw a long pavilion stretching for a kilometer in front of him. The aisle under the pavilion was very wide, but it seemed to have roadblocks.

Tsk.

Lin Zhibai pursed his lips and complained to the camera: "You can't let people pass smoothly if you cooperate with the organizer, right? If you want to take a boat, you have to guess a lot of word puzzles, and if you want to cross the roadblock of Changting, you don't know what happened next." How can we be embarrassed by the organizer?"

"Ha ha."

Jiang Shourang next to him burst into laughter, "No matter how big a poetry competition is, there is always a similar tradition of blocking doors. The Mid-Autumn Poetry Club is one of the top poetry competitions in Qizhou, so not only does it have a tradition of blocking doors, but there are also three gates. , we in the Qizhou literary circle call it passing three passes. After passing these three passes, we can enter Tiantianju. Every year, the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival will be held in our Qizhou Tiantianju."

"Is this the first level of co-writing?"

Lin Zhibai laughed, "Don't guess the word puzzle again, right?"

Song Xingliang said: "The gameplay is different every year. We can find out what the rules are this year by going over there and taking a look."

The three of them were not idle during the conversation.

Within a moment, we arrived at the first checkpoint.

Many people have been stopped here, and some are thinking hard. However, after noticing the arrival of the Three Musketeers, everyone took the initiative to say hello:

"Xiao Song!"

"Xiao Shang!"

"Xiaojiang!"

Because of their age, the Three Musketeers are all juniors. After all, the three of them are not much older than Lin Zhibai.

But what surprised Lin Zhibai was that these three people were quite popular, and all the dozen or so literati around them knew them.

"Hello, everyone!"

Jiang Shourang smiled and said hello and said: "The person next to me is Lin Zhibai, the most talented person in Qinzhou. The photography teacher behind him is live broadcasting "Travel to Lishan Mountain", so there are probably hundreds of millions of viewers now. Looking at us..."

"oh?"

"It makes me nervous."

"Welcome Teacher Lin to our Qizhou as a guest."

The literati in Qizhou were quite enthusiastic about Lin Zhibai, but their eyes were more curious.

Everyone has heard the story of this most talented man in Qinzhou, and his works are even known to many people in the Qizhou literary circle, especially when Mr. Hu publicly commented that Lin Zhibai was "a young generation in the Blue Star poetry circle". After "First Man".

"Meet you all."

As the saying goes, when in Rome, do as the Romans do, and this is what the poetry would look like.

Lin Zhibai followed Wen Chuchen's speech and gave the literati a fist salute.

It is ironic to say that as a Qin native, when I went to the Qinzhou Poetry Club, I was treated coldly by a group of people. Instead, when I came to the Qizhou Poetry Club, these literati from other continents were very polite and polite to me.

"What is this test for?"

After exchanging pleasantries, Jiang Shourang stepped forward to ask the staff.

The staff explained: "The first level test is couplets, one question per person."

Jiang Shou asked happily: "Is this a mistake? What kind of couplet can catch me, Brother Lin?"

Lin Zhibai?

The staff member glanced at Lin Zhibai, stood up quickly and said, "May I ask if this is Teacher Lin Zhibai, the King of Dual Kings in Qinzhou Couplet World?"

"It should be me."

Lin Zhibai always felt that the words "King of Duel Kings" were unlucky, but he did have such a nickname in the world of Qinzhou couplets.

"Hello, Teacher Lin!"

The staff member smiled and said: "In today's first level, all the couplets were written by Li Bai, the number one couplet master in Qizhou. He specifically told me that you are a distinguished guest from Qinzhou. If you come, I must give it to you." Arrange a somewhat difficult first couplet."

While talking.

The staff took out a piece of paper with beautiful calligraphy and this first couplet written on it:

"When people pass the Great Buddha Temple, the Buddha in the temple is bigger than people."

Showing the first couplet, the staff continued: "Teacher Li Bai also said that Mr. Lin, you are a guest from afar. I hope his hospitality will not be too abrupt. He sincerely wants to exchange couplets with you."

"Why is my Uncle Li still so naughty?"

Jiang Shourang smiled and said, "I made a palindrome and reverse couplet when I first came up."

Song Xingliang cupped his hands and said: "Brother Lin, don't get me wrong. I can guarantee that Uncle Li has no provocative intentions. He just likes to compete with others. When I hear that you, the number one couplet master in Qinzhou, are here, I will inevitably see you. happiness."

"Actually, we can't say it's against Brother Lin."

Shang Zhirong said with a smile: "Three years ago, Uncle Li personally blocked Mr. Hu's path and demanded that he reveal the couplets he had written, otherwise he would not be allowed to enter Tiantianju. Everyone was very happy at that time."

"It's okay."

Lin Zhibai had a good impression of the three brothers. When he saw all three of them saying this, he smiled and said he didn't mind.

If it were in Qinzhou, Lin Zhibai might indeed understand that the couplet master in Qizhou wanted to give him a show of strength.

But this is Qizhou.

Lin Zhibai and Qizhou scholars had no grudges.

Including the Three Musketeers and the surrounding Qizhou literati all greeted him with smiles.

That Qizhou couplet master probably wouldn't step on him just to show off.

Jiang Shourang was relieved when he saw that Lin Zhibai didn't mind, but then he was afraid that he would be embarrassed if he couldn't match up, so he shouted loudly: "You can't just let me, Uncle Li, do whatever you want every time. Teachers, take a look at this couplet." , can anyone figure it out?"

"I can not."

"I can't answer either."

"I hate machine connections the most."

"Especially this kind of palindrome-reverse conjunction, it's so nerve-wracking."

Everyone shook their heads. This couplet seemed simple, but it was not easy to spell it out neatly.

However, everyone is very curious about Lin Zhibai's reaction. Can the first person in Qinzhou Couplet know the second couplet?

Also curious are the live broadcast room viewers——

[What a complicated first couplet! 】

[Is this the first collision between the number one couplet in Qinzhou and our number one couplet in Qizhou? 】

[Both sides are extremely skilled! 】

[I have no idea at all about this couplet. 】

[I don’t have any idea, even though the question doesn’t seem difficult. 】

[The title is indeed at a level that everyone can understand, but it is a pity that it is not the same. 】

[By the way, no one seems to have used Shanglian in the usual barrage in the live broadcast room. Is it the richest man? 】

[I wonder if I can stump him this time. 】

[What I’m curious about is who is more powerful, the richest man or Mr. Li Bai. 】

Although Lin Zhibai performed very bravely in the previous word guessing session, and his couplet strength was demonstrated more than once in the live broadcast room, but this time the person who made the first couplet was Qizhou's number one couplet master. Can he still be able to withstand it?

"Brother Lin, you have to rely on yourself."

When the three brothers saw this, all the literati shook their heads and backed away, knowing that they really couldn't answer.

Lin Zhibai was still smiling, "If you can't answer the question, do you have to drink if you want to go there?"

"Isn't it?"

Jiang Shourang patted his chest and said, "But don't worry, Brother Lin, you can ask someone to drink this wine for you. If you can't handle it, I'll drink it for you!"

"That's not necessary."

Lin Zhibai said: "Since the master of couplets said that I came to Qizhou as a guest, then today I am the natural residence of the guest."

Um?

This is!

Although Lin Zhibai's words were general and seemed to be casual, this group of literati was not a master of writing. He captured the most critical words almost instantly, and everyone's eyes suddenly widened. It’s full of incredible energy——

"Brother Lin is great!"

Jiang Shourang gave a thumbs up!

Shang Zhirong also praised: "When I heard others say that Brother Lin is the number one couplet in Qinzhou, I still had doubts in my heart, but at this moment I am happy to surrender!"

"ha?"

Song Xingliang was confused.

Why did you start boasting?

Seeing Song Xingliang's confused look, a scholar next to him who seemed to be familiar with him patted him on the shoulder and said: "I told you not to just study painting, but also to read more books and poetry, but you didn't listen to our advice. Now Everyone has already answered the second couplet, but you can’t even understand it.”

"What's the answer?"

Song Xingliang was still at a loss.

In fact, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room was average, and most people didn't understand Song Xingliang.

【what does it mean? 】

[I didn’t understand. 】

【I didn’t understand either. 】

[Suddenly he was boasting. 】

[Is there anything mysterious about what the richest man said just now? 】

[I’m running out of brains. Is this a gathering of literati? 】

[No wonder my mother said that I may not be able to hear educated people scolding me. 】

"fool."

Jiang Shourang said to Song Xingliang, "Didn't you listen to what Brother Lin said? This is Keshang Tianju. Try reading Keshang Tianju upside down."

"Keshang Tianju?"

Song Xingliang read backwards: "A guest from heaven..."

A flash of lightning flashed in his mind. Song Xingliang looked at Lin Zhibai in shock and said, "That's right, that's right!"

When people pass through a big Buddhist temple, the Buddha in the temple is bigger than people.

The guest lives in nature, and he is actually a guest in heaven.

This is not just as simple as Lin Zhibai facing off, he even combined it with the current situation. This talent is really amazing!

【Fuck! 】

【So awesome! 】

【I am stupid! 】

[This second line is nothing compared to the light, it is mainly combined with the situation! 】

[Because now we are on the way to Natural Residence! 】

[The richest man is a guest, and it’s his first time coming to a poetry gathering. Isn’t that just a natural residence for guests? 】

[The key is to read it the other way around, it’s a guest from heaven! 】

[This is too crazy, but I do have the capital to be crazy. I am a guest from heaven! 】

[No, no, no, my understanding is that the richest man is warning Li Bai, there are people outside the world and there is a world outside the world! 】

This second line is perfect for the occasion.

So much so that the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help but interpret it.

In fact, not only the live broadcast room, but also the eyes of the literati present looking at Lin Zhibai changed instantly.

There's nothing wrong with saying "I'm a guest from afar", but this phrase "a guest from heaven" is really cool, and it does sound a bit like Qinzhou's most romantic talent——

The Three Musketeers looked at each other.

I can't help but think of the poem on the boat.

The emperor couldn't get on the boat, so he claimed that he was a wine-drinking immortal!

Lin Zhibai is not only talented, but he also seems to have a kind of majesty and domineering that cannot be violated. He is obviously arrogant, but his arrogance is so convincing!

However.

In fact, Lin Zhibai just couldn't think of any other second line, so this one was the most suitable. As for what others thought, he didn't bother to worry about it.

"Wonderful!"

When everyone understood Lin Zhibai's second couplet, they all started to admire it, and then everyone also responded to their respective first couplets. Some of them who really couldn't do it gritted their teeth and drank three glasses of wine.

Lin Zhibai laughed dumbly.

"Speaking of which, in this poetry competition, if someone fails to answer the questions for several consecutive levels and has to rely on drinking to pass, then when they get to Tiantianju, they will probably be drunk and fall asleep."

"Brother Lin, do you think there isn't one?"

Hearing what Lin Zhibai said, Jiang Shou gave in: "In the past, almost every year, people drank too much because they answered too few questions. After entering Tianranju, they were all groggy. There was even a guy who was drunk and crazy the year before last. In the end, He was pulled out by security, so those who can still stay awake after entering Tiantianju are all experts, or their friends are willing to help him drink. Of course, there are some exceptions..."

Jiang Shou asked Nunu to mouth.

It turned out that Song Xingliang and Shang Zhirong were drinking again. These two brothers didn't want to pass the test at all, they just wanted to drink. It was obvious that their questions were not difficult and they could answer them with just a little thought.

Finished.

Then Song Xingliang felt regretful and said to Lin Zhibai: "Brother Lin, don't be so good at the next level. Don't be afraid of drinking. I, Lao Song, will drink for you directly. I have a very good drinking capacity. Even if I drink in every level, I will not be able to do it." It’s natural to live without swaying when you walk.”

"cough."

Jiang Shourang whispered to Lin Zhibai: "I just said that there was a scene the year before last that was drunk and crazy. The person who was asked out by the security was Song Xingliang."

"..."

Lin Zhibai didn't expect that there would be an alcoholic among the four.

Song Xingliang refused to accept it, "I cut off the film last year because I drank too much on your behalf!"

Jiang Shou was a little embarrassed and snorted: "Sometimes you should look for your own reasons. Has your drinking level increased after so many years? Have you practiced seriously?"

Play is back, play is back.

This journey is not over yet.

As introduced by the Three Musketeers, there are three levels before this natural residence. Only a few people passed the first level and soon came to the second level. A large number of literati gathered here. Lin Zhibai roughly counted three. More than ten people.

"What is this level?"

A similar process to the first level.

They first greeted the literati who were staying here, and then the Three Musketeers introduced Lin Zhibai's identity to everyone, followed by polite or sincere greetings and business exchanges, and then the staff said: "This second level is very simple. , everyone just rowed across Dongting Lake in a boat. As long as you can write a poem praising Dongting Lake, this poem will be recorded. So if teachers are too perfunctory, be careful of those who read these poems. Don’t underestimate it. In addition, the best poem praising Dongting Lake this year will be engraved on the big stone in Dongting Scenic Area..."

The expressions of the Three Musketeers changed.

The literati who had just arrived here with them suddenly began to breathe heavily. This second level actually meant an opportunity to become famous!

think about it.

If your poems are carved on a stone in a scenic spot, then the stone is still an important scenic spot, how long it will be, and how proud it will be of your ancestors!

Because generally speaking:

Only great poets in ancient times were treated like this. I wonder which literati could refuse the great temptation of being blessed by fame——

No wonder so many people gathered at this level!

Obviously, these people want their works to stand out, and breaking through is not even their primary purpose.

"Um?"

Song Xingliang saw boards erected next to them with many wonderful poems posted on them, so he reminded everyone: "Although this opportunity to become famous is rare, there are already pearls here. This should be left by Xia Xinyi when she passed by. Right?"

Said.

Song Xingliang thought: "Looking up to the sky from Pinghu Lake, with the forest scenery Qianxun descending to the cave spring, I was suddenly surprised that the water was full of brilliance. I suspected that I was taking a boat to the sun."

Finish reading.

Song Xingliang savored it carefully and couldn't help but admire: "So Xia Xinyi is the most talented woman in our Qizhou. The level of this poem has completely surpassed 99% of the literati in Qizhou."

Lin Zhibai nodded.

This poem is really powerful.

The surrounding literati couldn't help but marvel. Some of them who had been eager to write even put down their brushes and became dejected. They were obviously shocked by this poem called Xia Xinyi.

"Let me do it."

Shang Zhirong gritted his teeth, asked the staff for pen and paper, and wrote a poem:

"The late moon returns in the mountains at midnight..."

Surprisingly, it was a work that he had read on the ship before, and even told Lin Zhibai and others that even if they saw it again, they would pretend to have seen it for the first time.

Although it’s funny to use it twice in one poem, this is a normal poet.

After all, it is not easy for a poet to write a masterpiece.

Not to mention using it twice, if we go back and change the scene, Shang Zhirong can still use it three or even four times.

As for people like Lin Zhibai, there are new works coming out at every turn, and some of them are classics, which are quite explosive in the entire Blue Star.

Everyone also appreciated it. After seeing Shang Zhirong’s work, they nodded repeatedly and said:

"What a poem!"

"Only slightly inferior to Xia Xinyi's song!"

"Xiao Shang is okay. Before I know it, I am on par with our most talented woman in Qizhou."

"By the way, we in Qizhou don't have anyone recognized as the number one talent."

"I think Xiao Shang has great potential."

Amidst the praise from everyone, Shang Zhirong showed a shy yet excited smile. He did not seek to surpass Xia Xinyi's poem. Anyway, this wave has achieved the purpose of showing his face.

The audience in the live broadcast room laughed.

The screen is full of scrolls [pretending to see this poem for the first time].

suddenly.

Someone in the crowd shouted:

"I heard that you, my friend Lin, are the most talented person in Qinzhou. Today's second level includes both the works of our young talent Shang Zhirong in Qizhou and the poems of our most talented girl Xia Xinyi in Qizhou. Why don't you, my friend Lin, also write one? How about it? Let us see how the level of Qinzhou's most talented man compares with our Qizhou's most talented woman."

It sounds pretty gimmicky.

The most talented man in Qinzhou vs. the most talented woman in Qizhou.

As for Shang Zhirong, it was probably incidental to his words.

Everyone started to cheer, looking at Lin Zhibai, they all encouraged him to sing too.

These people may not have any malicious intentions, but there must be someone who wants to see Lin Zhibai make a fool of himself. Now that they are being framed, it will inevitably appear guilty if he refuses.

but……

Lin Zhibai had no intention of refusing.

Before on the ship, he didn't write poems to overshadow Shang Zhirong because he felt it was unnecessary and he didn't want to produce too many works at once.

And now.

Everyone is writing poetry.

Of course Lin Zhibai wanted to leave his own poems.

Naturally, Lin Zhibai, whose attack was a classic, could not weaken his reputation.

So Lin Zhibai smiled and said:

"pen and ink."

The staff will arrange it as soon as possible.

The Three Musketeers stared at Lin Zhibai, especially Shang Zhirong, who was full of curiosity.

Just now on the boat, Lin Zhibai chose to avoid the limelight and take the initiative to give in when facing this piece of his own.

Are you not sure you can win?

Or is it a step left for yourself?

The answer lies in Lin Zhibai's next poem.

The audience in the live broadcast room were also curious and a little nervous.

After all, when Lin Zhibai was on the boat, when faced with Shang Zhirong's poem, he did not choose to confront it head-on. He even praised the other party's poem as very good. He felt admired and so on, so that the audience did not know who the most talented person in Qinzhou was. If you can't win purely, you still have to hide your capabilities and bide your time.

[It shouldn’t be too bad. 】

[I feel like I have hope of winning against Shang Zhirong. 】

[After all, the richest man had played a very low-key role in guessing charades before. 】

[So the wave on the ship must also be keeping a low profile. 】

[But if you want to win against Xia Xinyi, it will be a bit difficult. 】

[Mr. Hu also highly praised Xia Xinyi's talents. 】

Under the eyes of the audience, among the literati, and in the eyes of the Three Musketeers, Lin Zhibai held the brush dipped in ink.

Uh-huh.

Before Lin Zhibai's poem was finished, his words already gave everyone goosebumps!

"The west wind blows the old Dongting waves."

This is extremely standard regular script, and every word is pleasing to the eye!

Under everyone's gaze, Lin Zhibai wrote the second sentence:

"Mr. Xiang's hair turned gray overnight."

Some people couldn't help but praise: "Good calligraphy!"

I praise the words rather than the poem, which is not to say that there is anything wrong with the poem. It’s just that the first two sentences alone cannot judge its complete level.

I can only say that these two sentences are not bad, but it is not amazing to say that it is Lin Zhibai's calligraphy that amazes everyone at this moment.

Only then did everyone remember:

Lin Zhibai is not only talented in poetry, but he is also known as "the best in the world in running script"!

[The word "richest man" makes me drunk! 】

[It’s really amazing, it’s so beautiful! 】

[The richest man deserves to be the best calligraphy master in the world! 】

[Those upstairs should understand clearly, the richest man is the best calligraphy master in the world. 】

[Calligraphy is divided into different fonts. 】

[But now I read the rich man’s regular script and it’s excellent, but his poetry is a bit poor. 】

[No, I think it’s not bad. The west wind blows the waves in Laodong Pavilion, and Mr. Xiang’s hair turns white overnight. It’s quite impressive. 】

[You also said, it’s just good. 】

[Hiss, this sentence is stupid! 】

Just when everyone felt that the first two sentences of this poem were somewhat overshadowed by calligraphy, Lin Zhibai's third sentence came out:

“When you’re drunk, you don’t know what the sky is like!”

The artistic conception of this poem hit me instantly!

The first two sentences actually went up several notches in an instant!

The eyes of the literati changed slightly, and admiration appeared in everyone's eyes.

But the next moment.

All the admiration turned into shock!

Because Lin Zhibai finally wrote the last sentence of this poem!

In silence.

Someone read it out softly:

"The west wind blows the waves in Laodong Pavilion, and Mr. Xiang's hair turns white all night long. When he is drunk, he doesn't know that the sky is on the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams that overwhelm the stars."