The Great Reckless Man of Entertainment from the Beginning

Chapter 69: One spit from the embroidered mouth, half of the prosperous Tang Dynasty【Please subscribe】

In full view of everyone.

Li Xiang raised his head and drank heavily, the wine flowing along his jawline and soaking his chest.

The night is already deep.

The atmosphere is gradually getting chilly!

It’s like the drums are ringing!

Thousands of poems turned into war horses, just waiting to burst out from Li Xiang's mouth——

"Don't you see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return!"

"Don't you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening..."

"...The journey is difficult, the journey is difficult! Where are the many divergent roads now?"

Before anyone could react, Li Xiang had already recited five or six poems while half drunk and half awake.

Capital City is a top-quality choice!

The whole place was silent except for Li Xiang who was chanting loudly.

Everyone looked at each other in shock, still unable to believe that this was true.

Such arrogant and talented people are unheard of and unseen!

Mr. Wei's pupils shrank and he stared straight at Li Xiang. The way he displayed his literary talent so freely... was very much like the late Mo Ziyuan.

This scene.

It reached thousands of households through live broadcast, and everyone was stunned when they saw it.

"My chest and courage are still open after drinking, and my temples are slightly frosty, so what's the problem? I will send Feng Tang some day if I keep my integrity in the clouds!" This is Su Shi drinking.

"When I was drunk, I lit up the lamp and watched the sword. I dreamed of the trumpet-playing camp. Eight hundred miles away, my subordinates were burning, and fifty strings were heard outside the Great Wall. The soldiers were called in autumn on the battlefield..." Next, it was Xin Qiji's turn to drink!

"We are happy to meet each other over a pot of wine, and many things in ancient and modern times are all discussed with laughter..." Then Yang Shen toasted and drank together!

"Raise your glasses to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people." Why is Li Bai missing so much about drinking?

"The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will bring you fine wine, and I will sell the eternal sorrow with you!" This is still Li Bai drinking!

"Those who abandon me will not be able to keep yesterday's day; those who disturb my heart will have many worries today..." By this time Li Bai was already drunk.

The audience looked forward to it with eager anticipation. All eyes were focused on Li Xiang, with shock and disbelief written on their faces!

What I heard and saw was really unbelievable. One after another of top-quality poems, it seemed as if they were free of charge and reached everyone’s ears!

Not even the slightest stumbling...

It's like he doesn't have to think at all!

I have seen poetry and lyrics written... I have never seen people write poetry and lyrics like this!

Anyone familiar with poetry will know how shocking this scene is.

Backstage.

The chief director didn't dare to blink. The camera was already staring closely at Li Xiang, and the scene of Li Xiang drunkenly reciting poetry was spread throughout the country along with the live broadcast.

Mountain city.

Villa living room.

Wu Zhiyuan's face was filled with shock. As he watched Li Xiang reciting one of his masterpieces, he woke up halfway, started writing quickly in the living room with a flourish of pen and ink.

Although they did not know the allusions used in some poems, it did not prevent these people from comprehending the majestic poetic meaning in them!

Li Xiang closed his eyes and leaned against the table, still not stopping despite everyone's astonished looks.

The audience had already been impressed by Li Xiang's actions and looked at him enthusiastically, as if they were looking at a rising literary giant!

Xiangcheng Liquor Co., Ltd.

It is the largest sponsor of this Mango Taichung Autumn Gala.

In the conference room.

The company leaders had different expressions. The chairman clenched his hands and looked at the screen. Li Xiang was holding the bottle of sweet-scented osmanthus wine!

After tonight, Li Xiang is on fire!

And the sweet-scented osmanthus brew in his hand will also become popular!

This is a once-in-a-century opportunity for the company!

This is a huge business opportunity!

When one person attains enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven... The ancients are sincere and will not be deceived by me!

"Hurry up and formulate an advertising plan! Old Liu, you and your people should rush to Mango Station immediately and be sure to find Li Xiang. He must be the spokesperson for Xiangcheng Liquor Industry!"

"yes!"

…

Inside the studio hall.

Li Xiang took a sip of wine and recited a poem!

There is no wine left in the bottle.

Afraid that running out of wine would interrupt Li Xiang's enjoyment, before he could reach out, a knowledgeable audience member handed him the sweet-scented osmanthus wine on the table.

Li Xiang took a big drink and took a sip.

From the Guan Guan Jujiu in the Book of Songs, to the heroism of Da Feng Ge, from Qi Yue to have no clothes, sharing the same robe with his son, to go to the east of the Yangtze River to hunt for everything!

Meng Jiao, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, was proud of the spring breeze and suffered from horse hoof disease!

Liu Yong, a lyricist from the Song Dynasty, changed his attitude of forbearing his reputation for pouring wine and singing in a low voice!

Ma Zhiyuan, a poet of the Yuan Dynasty, said: "The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken man is at the end of the world!"

In the huge studio.

Everyone was silent, as if following Li Xiang's recitation, they were walking in the long river of history and experiencing the five thousand years of China's wind and frost!

This eternal poem is proof!

He opened his eyes suddenly, with a half-smile on his lips, and walked step by step towards Zheng Guoqiang, towards this great man in the literary world who bullied his teachers and destroyed his ancestors!

step!

"The eternity of heaven and earth will eventually come to an end, but this hatred will last forever!"

Two steps!

"When the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will defeat countless people in the world!"

Three steps!

"Ask what love is in the world, and it will tell you whether life and death are together!"

Four steps!

"The white hair is three thousand feet long, and the sorrow is like a long head!"

Five steps!

"How much sorrow can you have? It's like a river of spring water flowing eastward!"

Six steps!

"Ten years of life and death are boundless. If you don't think about it, you will never forget it!"

Seven steps!

"As long as the flying generals of Dragon City are here, I won't teach Hu Ma to cross the Yin Mountains!"

Zheng Guoqiang was forced to retreat continuously, each step becoming more embarrassing!

At this time, Li wanted to take Wenhua with him.

Who, seeing this, dares to test his edge?

Quiet...the whole place is quiet!

I don’t know how many people held their breath for fear of disturbing Li Xiang’s performance!

Mid-Autumn Festival?

Party?

The moon is still full, but the minds of the people across the country are not on admiring the moon, but on Li Xiang!

The moon is all over the sky, but everyone is so stingy that they don't even want to give it a single glance!

This may be the most shameless Mid-Autumn Festival that the moon has ever experienced!

After an unknown amount of time, Li Xiang finally stopped this crazy performance.

"Huh~~"

The sound of breathing came and went, and it was obvious that the audience's tense nerves did not dare to relax until now!

Li Xiang was drunk.

He staggered up to Zheng Guoqiang, pointed at him and said: "Everyone in the literary world? Haha...hahahahaha!"

The studio hall was still quiet at this time, so everyone saw Li Xiang's sarcasm and took it to heart.

The audience has already been impressed by Li Xiang and admired him to the point of admiration!

Plagiarism?

Li Xiang still needs to plagiarize?

Looking back now, Zheng Guoqiang accused him of plagiarism for no reason?

Everyone looked contemptuous.

If you have this ability, do you still need to copy it?

Copy his grandma's leg!

But if Li Xiang didn't plagiarize... everyone looked at Zheng Guoqiang with playful expressions. Everyone in the literary world actually lied?

He actually used his own master's name to frame others?

If Master Mo Ziyuan had knowledge... I wonder what he would think?

Zheng Guoqiang was sweating profusely, waving his hands randomly, and roared: "Just... even if these poems were written by him, even if he wrote thousands of them! It still can't prove that he didn't plagiarize that water tune song.

!”

He is still struggling and quibbling!

Because he understands that admitting defeat is a dead end!

"Shut up!!!" Wei Yuan, his hair and beard standing on end, angrily yelled: "Reciting casually is a famous saying throughout the ages. Why should such a person copy it? How can he bother to copy it?"

Li Xiang half-leaned by the steps, holding a wine bottle and drinking heavily.

"Clang!"

The wine bottle fell to the ground.

With sleepy eyes, Li Xiang waved his hand and said: "I'm drunk and sleepy, please go, go... fuck his grandma's legs!"

This chapter pays tribute to Mao Ni’s Qing Yu Nian. This is a literary novel, so in the future, Li Xiang will also write about Qing Yu Nian, which is part of his entertainment empire. It is considered a foreshadowing, but because the foreshadowing is long, in order to avoid being criticized

, write it down first and tell everyone.

(End of chapter)