Rebirth of the Entertainment Grandmaster

After Ye Tang's poem was finished, Qin Shiyin opened her mouth and was speechless. She originally wanted to see Luo Yao's joke, but now she suppressed her again, and her face became a little ugly.

"Your poem is wrong. Where does the spring breeze come from?" Qin Shiyin said with a straight face. It is summer now and there is no spring breeze at all.

Qin Shiyin started to find fault, Luo Yao said with a smile: "You are not Qingluo Xiaoshan, why can't we have a spring breeze?"

Knowing that the dead boy would not let her down, Luo Yao felt very happy. The wording of this poem was indeed a bit wrong, but it was undoubtedly a wonderful poem, "Clouds think of clothes, flowers think of face". Is she that good-looking?

Are all the flowers jealous of her appearance?

Qin Shiyin was choked up. This criticism was really unreasonable. From a poetry point of view, it was much better than what Lu Yihang had written for her. Her face turned a little dark.

Both Lu Yihang and Ye Tang were a little embarrassed. In the end, it was their fault. Poetry is derived from life and is higher than life. You need to have a rich imagination and just put the flowers in your poems together. Don't worry about so many.

Ye Tang copied it and didn't pay much attention to it. Could it be possible to change the spring breeze into a summer breeze? That's too bad. It completely lost the charm. He and Lu Yihang looked at each other and both of them smiled helplessly.

"Luo Yao, let's go." Without wanting to get entangled with Qin Shiyin, Ye Tang grabbed Luo Yao's hand and left. There was no point in pretending like this, it was extremely boring.

Luo Yao didn't want to continue arguing with Qin Shiyin, so she followed him away obediently. She had never taken Qin Shiyin seriously, so what if she found a pretty boy now? She wouldn't care.

Being ignored again, Qin Shiyin's face changed, turning blue and white. When she saw Luo Yao and the other two walking past her and walking to the front, she couldn't suppress the discomfort in her heart and said with a gun and a stick: "I'm afraid that's the case.

He didn't write the poem, right?" She felt very unhappy. Although her appearance as a man was better than Luo Yao's, she was dissatisfied with losing the poem.

Lu Yihang was a talented student at Huaxia Academy, how could he lose to an unknown boy? Qin Shiyin didn't believe this evil at all.

Qin Shiyin's words were a bit too much. Lu Yihang pulled her back, feeling a little unhappy. She questioned that the other person was not the author of the poem. Doesn't that mean she also questioned him? His poems also use words that don't fit the scene. In this way,

When he came out, he was also slapped in the face.

"Yihang, I'm not talking about you." Qin Shiyin quickly explained that she didn't mean what Lu Yihang meant. She was afraid that he would misunderstand, so she added: "I was talking about him. How could he write such a poem at such a young age?"

As soon as Qin Shiyin explained, Lu Yihang's expression improved slightly, and he glanced at Ye Tang with a hint of agreement. It was indeed questionable to write such a poem at such a young age.

Hearing Qin Shiyin's words, Luo Yao's face immediately turned cold. She turned around and sneered: "It's really ridiculous. Just say it clearly that your skills are inferior to others. Why make such excuses!" This kind of thing is really intolerable and cannot be compared.

It was nothing compared to him, but he was still talking nonsense. Luo Yao wished she could give Qin Shiyin a slap in the face.

Luo Yao's pretty face was frosty, and Qin Shiyin said without fear: "Isn't it true? Let everyone tell me, is this possible at his age? Anyway, I don't believe it."

Originally, Ye Tang composed that poem, and the onlookers were still lamenting that Qin Shiyin would instigate this, and they all had doubts on their faces. Under normal circumstances, this is indeed... a bit unlikely.

Although they are suspicious, no one is willing to talk. It is best not to interrupt in this kind of matter. It has nothing to do with them at all, let alone what if it is not? There is no need to beat yourself up, maybe someone has that ability.

Anyone with a discerning eye would immediately notice that there is a conflict between Qin Shiyin and Luo Yao, so it would be better not to wade into the muddy waters by talking casually.

Luo Yao was so angry that she laughed out loud. She laughed angrily and said: "You are really a frog in the well. It is unreasonable. 'The clear water is good when the water is shining, and the mountains are empty and rainy. It is also strange. If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, you put on heavy makeup and light makeup.

"It's always appropriate. If any of you can compose such a poem, I will admit that the poem was not composed by him!"

Luo Yao was really angry. It was okay to question whether Ye Tang was her boyfriend, but she suspected that it was not his poem and couldn't bear that tone at all.

Ye Tang was a little dizzy. He was also angry in his heart, but could he not expose this? In addition, it would be enough to write a poem and slap her in the face. Such a tragedy, it would be even harder to explain now.

Ye Tang was really right. As soon as Luo Yao's words came out, Qin Shiyin sneered and said disdainfully: "That's "The First Sunny After the Rain". It seems to have been written by Jiangnan. What does it have to do with you?"

Lu Yihang also shook his head. He also knew "The First Sunny After the Rain". It was published by a poet named Jiang Nan in Weiyu magazine. Such a divine poem must have been written by a great poet, who was only fifteen or sixteen years old.

Can a young man do it? Will he be Jiangnan?

This joke is really not funny.

"He is Jiang Nan? No, right?"

"Haha, I guess I said the wrong thing."

"I don't think it's possible. How can Jiangnan be so small?"

The onlookers started whispering, and even the painters had doubtful looks on their faces, shaking their heads in silence. It could be anyone from Jiangnan, but it's definitely impossible for them to be so young. This is definitely impossible.

"Several 嶗鴂 sounds, and the flowers are resting. I appreciate the spring and break off the remaining red. The rain is light and the wind is violent, and the plums are green. The willow trees are in full bloom, and no one has finished them. It's like flying flowers and snow. Don't pluck the single string, because you can complain about the extremely string.

The sky never grows old, but love never ends. The heart is like a pair of threads, with thousands of knots in it. Even when the night passes, the waning moon is not yet white at the east window."

Luo Yao naturally saw that everyone didn't believe it, so he read out the song "Qianqiu Sui" again and said: "He also composed this song "Qianqiu Sui" for me. Can you compose it?"

Only a few people knew about "Qianqiu Sui" and it hadn't been published yet. Luo Yao sneered. They were all a bunch of frogs in the well. They had never seen the world. Do they think the world was full of mediocre people like them? Ridiculous.

Ye Tang sweated again. He was forced to write "Thousand Years Old" that day, but it was not written for her. This Luo Yao, there are really not many people who can compare to her when it comes to talking nonsense.

But let her be cool for a while, no one can do anything to her anyway.

"The sky is not old, love is hard to break. The heart is like a pair of threads, with thousands of knots in it." Lu Yihang recited, his eyes full of shock. He had never heard this poem before, it was incredible.

Luo Yao read out "Qian Qiu Sui", Lu Yihang was shocked, and everyone else also looked blank. This word... is almost on par with the song "Magpie Bridge Immortal" by 'San Ge'. It is a rare song.

Divine words.

"As time goes by, love never ends. This... is absolutely impossible. What evidence do you have to prove that he did it?" Qin Shiyin's expression was extremely ugly, but she still said stiffly. Even if this word is very good, who knows if it was him.

Did you make it? Maybe you copied someone else’s work.

It is absolutely impossible for her to admit losing to Luo Yao.

Luo Yao was completely speechless and sneered: "Why should I give you evidence? Ye Tang, let's go." Qin Shiyin was obviously making trouble unreasonably. If you continue to argue with this kind of person, there will never be any results.

"The scenery of the North, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow, looking at the inside and outside of the Great Wall,..." I didn't bother to explain anything, so I took Ye Tang's hand and left. As Luo Yao walked away, she still recited the song "Spring Snow in Qinyuan", and said with an expression

Unmistakable contempt.

Of course, this contempt is for Qin Shiyin and others, not the poem "Spring Snow in Qinyuan". Ye Tang is helpless and funny. Sister Luoyao is not calm today. There is no need to do this to fight for his boyfriend.

But Ye Tang still likes him quite a lot, which shows that sister Luo Yao still cares about him, and he has a bright future.

"The scenery of the North, thousands of miles of ice, isn't this the divine poem that came out at Yunzhou's 'Yiyuan Poetry Club'?" Luo Yao took Ye Tang's hand and walked away. Looking at their backs, everyone started again

Start discussing.

"Yes, it's the poem 'Yiyuan Poetry Club'. The author of the poem seems to be called... By the way, what did she call that boy just now? Ye Tang? Is he that Ye Tang?" Someone quickly reacted and mouthed

Zhang's boss's eyes almost popped out of his head, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Yes... yes, it seems to be called Ye Tang, no way."

"Oh my god, it's really possible. Isn't that Ye Tang just a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old? It should be him."

"It seems that "The Story of Ai Lian" was also written by him. He is really young."

"Yes, now I believe that the poem just now was written by him. It's not strange for someone who can write "The Story of Love Lotus" and "Spring Snow in Qinyuan" to write another good poem."

"Yeah yeah."

Everyone was talking about each other, and they all looked at Qin Shiyin and Lu Yihang from time to time. Their eyes were a little strange. This slap was really loud.

Of course, it slapped them in the face, but they were just the audience, and the two people were the initiators, and it had nothing to do with them.

Lu Yihang's face was a little embarrassed, and Qin Shiyin's expression was even worse. At this moment, he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. He didn't expect that Luo Yao's boyfriend had such a big background, but so what? Poems can't compare, but what about appearance?

Her boyfriend Qin Shiyin's appearance is countless times better than that of Luo Yao's boyfriend. On this point alone, she has not lost.

Thinking of this, Qin Shiyin became happy again. She still had something better than Luo Yao. Of course she had to be happy. Poems cannot be eaten, so there was no need to care. (To be continued.)