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Du Bai said: "Where is this poem called Girlfriend?"

"There are four sentences in total."

"Say." Lu Tianyu said.

Du Bai repeated the poem again.

And after listening.

Lu Tianyu immediately sneered, and immediately said: "Can this be called poetry?"

The words came out.

Everyone in the audience was taken aback.

Immediately, I was shocked!

my God.

Who is this person?

How dare you belittle Du Bai's poems?

Everyone was surprised!

But Yuan Xinyue's eyes are deeper.

Then, she said: "Since this poem can't catch Mr. Xiao Lu's eyes, how about Mr. Xiao Lu making one for us?"

Lu Tianyu said: "Then listen carefully."

Everyone immediately became engrossed.

then.

Lu Tianyu said word by word, slowly: "Daqian network is green and red, chatting and meeting is getting empty, meeting 480 times, how many dinosaurs are among them."

This poem comes out.

time.

The audience was silent.

The rapid breathing was clearly audible.

Each one became very shocked.

Obviously.

This poem is many times better than the poem written by Du Bai!

Yuan Xinyue and the others were all extremely deep.

And this time.

Du Bai, who was extremely competitive, said again: "Listen to my poem again."

Lu Tianyu replied lightly: "Let go."

Du Bai: "..."

put what?

Yes!

Very meow!

Du Bai immediately became angry, and then read: "Plant a grain of millet in the spring, and harvest ten thousand seeds in the autumn. There is no idle land in the world, and the farmer still starves to death."

Lu Tianyu sneered, and said: "It's noon on the day of hoeing, and sweat drips down to the soil. Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard work."

Du Bai said again: "In the light rain on the Chu River, it's twilight in Jianye. The sails in the desert are heavy, and the dark birds go late. The sea gate is deep and the trees are far away. "

Without hesitation, Lu Tianyu blurted out: "The city gate assists the Three Qin Dynasties, and the wind and smoke look at the Wujin. I want to say goodbye to the king, and I am also an official traveler. There are confidants in the sea, and the world is like neighbors. Doing nothing is on the wrong road, and the sons and daughters share the towel."

Du Bai's face suddenly turned pale.

how come?

How can this happen?

He looked at the sedan chair in shock.

He shouted: "Impossible, how can you write poems so quickly?"

Lu Tianyu said flatly, "Because I'm talented!"

Du Bai was furious.

Then, using his trump card, he read: "Sit facing the lake and mountains with a glass of wine, sing and drink when you wake up, and go crazy when you are drunk. Dansha is not a thousand-year-old medicine, and it is hard to get rid of the frost on the temples in the daytime. The inscription behind you is empty, and who is busy with the puppet in front of you. Get some Benefits and enjoyment, the situation is not much easier to leave."

"That's it?"

Hearing this, Lu Tianyu immediately laughed disdainfully, and immediately said:

"The tide of the spring river is even with the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea grows together. The twinkling waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, where the spring river has no moonlight! The river flows around Fangdian, and the moon shines on the flowers and forests like hail. The frost in the sky does not feel like flying, Tingshang Baisha is invisible.

The river and the sky are all the same color without any dust, and the moon is alone in the bright sky.Who on the riverside sees the moon for the first time?When did Jiangyue shine on people at the beginning of the year?There are endless generations of life, and Jiang Yue looks similar year after year.

……

……

The swan geese fly long and light, and the fish and dragons dive into the water to write.Last night, the dream of Xiantan fell into flowers, and poor Chun Ban did not return home.The river is flowing like spring, and the moon is falling in the river pool, and the moon is slanting westward.

The slanting moon sinks and hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang has an infinite road.I don't know how many people will return in the moonlight, but the falling moon shakes the trees in the river. "

This poem falls.

There was a sound of needles falling in the audience.

Everyone looked at the gorgeous sedan chair.

They were all shocked beyond measure.

They were frightened.

Because they live their lives.

How had I heard such a beautiful poem!

and!

This person named Lu Shishen is so quick-witted and quick to compose such beautiful poems.

this person.

Is it the devil?

Everyone was frightened.

Looking at the sedan chair, my heart was filled with shock.

And, I really want to know who is sitting in the sedan chair!

"Pfft!"

And this time.

Du Bai from the ancient kingdom of Dayan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Impossible, impossible, this is impossible! I, Du Bai, cannot lose!"

Du Bai's face was pale, as if he had lost his mind.

Sitting on the floor, I was in a trance for a while.

Heartbroken.

The wet talent he was so proud of actually lost, which made it hard for him to accept.

And this time.

Yuan Xinyue, the head of the Dayan Mission, was also shocked by Lu Tianyu's ingenuity, her heart trembled, and her legs were subconsciously clamped.

this moment.

She suddenly felt overwhelmed.

"Who will it be? Who will he be?"

Yuan Xinyue thought urgently in her heart, her watery eyes revealed a deep hunger and thirst.

And this time.

Another person came out.

"Poetry alone is not enough to show the cultural atmosphere of an ancient country. Therefore, you dare to compare the following articles with me."

The middle-aged man said.

Lu Tianyu looked at him lightly: "You mean?"

"My master of prose, Natsuki Murakami."

said the man.

Lu Tianyu said: "Since this is the case, if you want to compare, then I will compare with you."

The words came out.

Everyone at the scene turned pale again.

Could it be that this person can also write prose?

Everyone is in deep doubt.

after all.

To be able to achieve such attainments in poetry is already a matter of a lifetime.

Where is the time to take care of other aspects?

Everyone doesn't believe in this god of poetry, and he is still a master of prose.

Especially Natsuki Murakami didn't believe it.

because.

He has studied prose for most of his life.

It was also by relying on prose that he comprehended his own domain and thus entered the Realm of Life and Profound Realm.

therefore.

He never believed that Lu Tianyu could write prose!

So, he sneered and said, "Don't be fat with a swollen face. If you don't know how to do it, I advise you to just admit defeat."

Lu Tianyu sneered.

That's it?

===Chapter 120 Lu Quanneng===

The test begins.

Natsuki Murakami took a few steps.

Then, he said, "I have it."

Everyone suddenly looked at him.

A moment of silence.

special.

you have?

So soon?

so arrogant?

Everyone looked at him in shock.

then.

Natsuki Murakami started his prose: