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Xiao Yang smiled, "This is very simple."

Dou Wenhai was happy, "You should write one for me."

Others were also happy. It was not easy to write rainstorms and birthday celebrations into poems, and the most important thing was that there was not enough time.

A little driver really treats himself as a poet.

Xiao Yang smiled and said, "I will write one, do you also write one?"

Dou Wenhai chuckled, "If you can write, everyone here can write."

Xiao Yang asked, "What if I can't write it?"

Dou Wenhai said, "If you can't, I'll give you one million."

One million is too little for him, but it is a fortune for a driver.

In the eyes of everyone, Xiao Yang would definitely not dare to agree.

Sure enough, Xiao Yang shook his head and said, "No."

Jiang Han laughed, "What? Don't you dare?"

Xiao Yang said, "The money is too little, so you have to add more money."

Everyone was stunned at first, and then they all laughed. If they didn't work, they couldn't. They actually said the price.

Dou Wenhai smiled and said, "I said two million, are you still not enough?"

Xiao Yang nodded, "Two million is really not enough, no matter how much you say, you will have to have ten million."

Everyone was so upset.

Jiang Han smiled and said, "Who do you think you are, Xiao Yang? Can a song sell for ten million?"

Everyone was happy, yes, do you think you are Xiao Yang?

Dou Wenhai disdained, "Okay, I'll give you ten million. If you can't write it out, you won't have to leave here today."

If Xiao Yang dares to play tricks on himself, even if Xiao Yang is Yuan Zhiling's driver, Dou Wenhai will make Xiao Yang live worse than death.

Xiao Yang looked at Zhang Beihai, "Old Zhang, you heard it."

Zhang Beihai smiled and said, "I will testify for you."

The people from the Zhang family were so happy that this kid was really trying to die.

Xiao Yang looked at Yuan Zhiling and said, "I'm going to read it."

Yuan Zhiling nodded and picked up the pen again.

Xiao Yang sighed, "What can I do if I can do it?"

Everyone was stunned. This is also a poem?

Zhang Beihai was also slightly stunned.

Xiao Yang smiled and said, "How come it rains today."

Dou Wenhai sneered, "There is indeed a heavy rain, but don't forget that this is a birthday poem."

Xiao Yang chuckled, "I wish Zhang Laoshou a long time after the torrential rain."

Everyone's faces changed slightly, and they really made this kid full again.

Xiao Yang continued, "Length is more than the heavy rain."

Zhang Beihai exclaimed, "What a wonderful thing!"

Dou Wenhai's face turned green.

The others were really shocked. Are drivers so awesome this year?

The people from the Poetry Association were a little dissatisfied.

They are people from the Poetry Association, how could they be overwhelmed by a driver? They were even embarrassed when they were spread.

The vice president of the Poetry Association said, "Your poem can only be regarded as a limerick at best."

Xiao Yang looked at this person, "Then what kind of poem do you think is not considered likable?"

The vice president looked at Mr. Zhang, "Old Zhang, can you make a question?"

Zhang Beihai thought for a while and said, "Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, so you can write a poem with Mid-Autumn Festival."

After a pause, he sighed softly, "Just Mid-Autumn Festival and Missing."

Everyone's faces changed slightly. Mid-Autumn Festival and longing? This is quite difficult.

Zhang Beihai smiled and said, "For Mid-Autumn Festival lyrics, I like Xiao Yang's "Shuitu Songtou". The pearl is in front of you, so you don't have to write lyrics, just write a poem."

Everyone is from the cultural world, and of course they have also read "Shuituo Songtou". This is definitely a masterpiece and cannot be surpassed.

Mr. Zhang is right. Mingzhu is ahead. No matter how much you write lyrics, you cannot surpass "Shuitu Songtou".

Pei Qianyao also praised, "The adaptation of "Wishing Song Tou" "I Wishing People Long" is also a rare masterpiece."

She also likes to listen to Xiao Yang's songs.

She also liked the song "Chengdu" yesterday, but it was the song that topped the Golden Songs chart today. Unfortunately, it was not written for her.

The people from the Poetry Association chuckled, "Come first or should we come first? If you feel it takes time, we can keep you behind."

They obviously already thought of poetry.

Xiao Yang smiled and said, "If I come first, I'm afraid you won't be able to show up."

The people from the Poetry Association were stunned and then excited.

The others also looked at Xiao Yang like idiots. This kid is too crazy.

Dou Wenhai smiled and said, "I want to see if you come first, why can't the friends of the Poetry Association appear?"

The vice president of the Poetry Association said coldly, "Okay, come first."

Xiao Yang looked at Yuan Zhiling.

Yuan Zhiling nodded and picked up her pen again.

Everyone looked at Xiao Yang, and many people despise him.

The two poems Xiao Yang wrote before were just limericks, and they really didn't believe that Xiao Yang could write anything decent.

Moreover, how long has it been, even if the people from the Poetry Association had not prepared a Mid-Autumn Festival party, they would not have thought of it so quickly now. Yes, the Poetry Association's poems are ready-made, of course

They wouldn't be so stupid that they would say this.

Xiao Yang began to recite, "The bright moon grows on the sea, and the world shares this time!"

As soon as the first line of poem was released, the audience was shocked.

Zhang Beihai even made a brilliant look in his eyes and couldn't help but exclaim: "Okay, okay, okay!"

Dou Wenhai and others' faces changed drastically.

This...the first sentence is the king's bombing.

Everyone in the Poetry Association looked as if they were ashamed, and they were even more yarn. Just this sentence, the driver was sure to win.

Is this really a driver?

Everyone seemed to have seen a ghost.

Experts are among the people.

Yuan Zhiling's hand trembled slightly. Is this a poem written for me?

The East China Sea and the Beijing City are indeed very far apart.

Professor Yuan started to make up for his imagination.

"My lover complains about the long night, and he still misses him in the evening."

"The light is full of extinguishing candles and pity, and the clothes are covered with dew."

"I can't bear the gift from you, and I'll dream of a happy period."

After Xiao Yang finished reading it, Zhang Beihai exclaimed again, "I admire you! You can't underestimate the people of the world."

The faces of the Zhang family changed. Except for the Xiao Yang, the old man had never admired him so much, let alone admire him.

The most important thing is that this person is a driver.

Xiao Yang looked at the people from the Poetry Association, "Where are your poems?"

The people from the Poetry Association looked ugly and didn't dare to speak.

Compared with this poem, their poem is simply rubbish. Is it embarrassing to take it out?

Xiao Yang looked at Dou Wenhai again, "How is my poem?"

Dou Wenhai chuckled, "It's very good, but unfortunately, those who can write poetry these days are better than those who can sing, so you can only be a driver."

Zhang Beihai frowned slightly. Dou Wenhai was a relative of the Ye family and the eldest son of the Dou family. Although he didn't like what Dou Wenhai said, he didn't say much.

Dou Wenhai said, "You are indeed very talented. If that's the case, why not compare with the people from the Couplet Association?"

The people from the Couplet Association are eager to try.

Today, one driver cannot suppress everyone's limelight.

Xiao Yang smiled, "That won't work."

Dou Wenhai sneered, "Don't you dare?"

Xiao Yang shook his head, "I have to add more money."

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Everyone.

Zhang Beihai frowned and was a little displeased with Xiao Yang. You are a talented person at least, how could you be so greedy for money?