I, Goldfinger

The female emperor Wuzhao shouted in her heart: “System elf, immediately bring me a world-level poem!” ”

“Okay, 10 million worth points, heirloom poetry to take home!”

“So expensive? You charge me 10 million value points for a poem of less than a hundred words, and on average, I charge 100,000 value points for a word, system elf, won’t your conscience hurt? ”

“Host, the account can’t be calculated like that! You have to think about it, passing down poetry can make you get at least one cup of Drunken Immortal Brew, isn’t this cup of Drunken Immortal Brew worth less than 10 million? If you rank high and get the favor of Dionysus, this is not a matter of 10 million, it is 20 million, 30 million or even 40 million! Lin Beifan said solemnly.

“Okay, give me a bill!” Wu Zhao waved his hand weakly.

With such a greedy system elf, she is kind and tired, and she will never love it.

After getting Lin Beifan’s poem, Wu Zhao raised his hand very confidently: “I have a poem, please taste it!” ”

“It turns out to be Du Tianjiao, please chant your poems!” Wang Treasurer said with a smile.

Du Yueshan stood up, walked around gracefully, picked up a jug of wine, and shook his head.

“A jug of wine between flowers, no blind date alone.”

“Toast to Ming Yue, to the shadow into three.”

……

A song by Li Bai “Solitude Under the Moon” was read out affectionately.

There is the previous wine, and now the bright moon, and the front and back echo each other, making people feel Du Yueshan’s poetic ability.

In particular, the phrase “toast to the bright moon, to the shadow into three people”, makes people feel the romantic feelings of the poet, and with a trace of loneliness, people can’t help but fall into it.

Everyone can’t imagine that such an undisciplined person can actually make such good poetry!

“This poem is wonderfully written, there is wine and bright moon, there is romance and lovesickness, presumably Du Tianjiao is usually such a romantic and elegant person!” Wang Treasurer did not hesitate to praise.

Everyone rolled their eyes in unison.

Is he romantic?

He has a refined temperament?

It’s good if he doesn’t pit people!

This undisciplined suriking bastard!

“The king treasurer is too prestigious, and he does not dare to be a shame!” Wu Zhao was complacent in his heart, but he looked modest on the surface. This female emperor had already ground her face thicker than a copper wall.

“Good! Be rewarded! The voice of the Dionysian old-timer came, and a glass of wine was immediately delivered to Wu Zhao.

Everyone sighed again, God is unfair, the sky has no eyes!

Looking at the several people who obtained the Drunken Immortal Brew, they were Xiao Han, Chu Yuza, and Lin Beifan, and they were all peerless Tianjiao!

Not only is the cultivation talent good, but also the talent is high, is there really such a demon person in the world?

God, you’re really unfair!

The half-demon Tangshan, who has been drinking alone, looks expressionless, but in fact, his heart is panicked like a dog.

He has never touched poetry in his two lives, and he can’t do anything except refining cultivation, is he knocked out by them like this?

It’s not that it has to be a superior, but the wine is monopolized by them, and what else is his business?

He came to drink, not to see the play!

So, he also launched an off-site help: “Boss, do you do poetry?” ”

Lin Beifan came out, 10 points proud: “Poetry, why not?” Before entering the Tang Gate, I was actually a champion in the world, and I entered the Tang Gate after pursuing immortality! ”

Tang Shan was overjoyed, and then he was embarrassed, and said with some shame: “Chief, I am not very proficient in poetry, and now I have encountered some problems, I want to ask you for advice…”

“What’s the problem, you ask!” The boss is very talkative.

After receiving the support of the head of the Tang Gate, Tang Shan raised his hand confidently: “I have a poem!” ”

Everyone was shocked, even the half-demon Tangshan can compose poetry?

Tangshan is a contemporary peerless Tianjiao, his experience has almost been cleaned up by others, he has accompanied his parents since he was a child, and he has been practicing hard every day to survive, how can he have the leisure to compose poetry?

Can you listen to the poems he made?

“Tang Tianjiao, please!” Wang Treasurer stretched out his hand.

Tang Shan looked calm and read out the poem he took from the boss.

“Bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected to be frost on the ground!”

“Look up at the bright moon and look down at your hometown!”

Everyone was shocked again, this poem sounds catchy and easy to understand, and it looks very good!

Even people who are not strong in appreciation think this poem is good!

“Tangshan, this poem… Did you really do it? “Someone questioned.

Tang Shan panicked in his heart, but he put on a stinky coffin face and said very proudly: “Besides me, is there anyone else?” You say the poem is not mine, so can you find out the source of this poem? ”

“This…” the man shook his head.

“If you can’t find it, please shut up!” Tang Shan sat down very calmly, still proud in his heart, staring at the crowd.

How could you possibly find poetry from another world?

You can find it, I doubt your identity!

No way, I’m from the other world, it’s that awesome!

You natives will never understand the superiority of the crossers!

Although this poem is not as wonderful as the previous one, he is easy to understand and is destined to be a famous passage that has been passed down through the ages, so the Dionysian old-timers also rewarded a glass of wine.

At this time, Lin Beifan raised his hand: “I have a poem, please enjoy!” ”

Then, he immediately read out the peerless famous chapter in his hand.

“What time is the bright moon?” Ask the wine to Qingtian! ”

“I don’t know what year it is in the Heavenly Palace!”

……

The great writer Su Shi’s “Water Tune Song Head, When is the Bright Moon” was read out freely.

This poem is brilliant and magnificent, rich in imagination, full of deep romantic feelings, and uses the bright moon to express the joys and sorrows of the world, which is one of the best poems about the bright moon!

When this poem came out, no one dared to say that it was bad, and basically won the first place.

The Dionysian old-timers were very happy and rewarded them with an extra glass of wine.

Finally, Lin Beifan ranked first, Du Yueshan, and Tangshan ranked third.

Next, Lin Beifan came up with the question.

“In this third question, how about we write poetry with plum blossoms?” Lin Beifan said with a smile.

In this way, Lin Beifan made a big Zhuang, and controlled several protagonists to take turns to sit in the Zhuang, and scraped all the drunken immortal brew, so that each protagonist could get it, rain and dew were all wet, and took a group of protagonists to drink nirvana.

No way, I’m the protagonist’s goldfinger, I’m just such a bull!