Liang Shanbo is taller than Guan Tianlong, with thick eyebrows and small eyes, a big nose and a big mouth, and is suspected to be He Rundong. Zhu Yingtai is petite and delicate, elegant and dignified, and very cute. He is suspected to be Dong Jie. The two of them snuggled together and asked Guan Tianlong which type of poetry and songs to choose.

Guan Tianlong thought to himself, although I was very talented and well-educated, I didn’t even get my primary school diploma, so I just forgot poetry. The style of fu only exists in legends and has never dabbled in it at all, so I can only choose “songs”. At least I have never eaten pork and seen pigs leave. I used to hear others humming at work.

But what song is good to sing? The sea? Not suitable for the situation! Simple love? I am a single person! Single love song? It's too vulgar!

Guan Tianlong thought about it and was hesitant. Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai were very kind-hearted and had no intention of being impatient. They just asked repeatedly and repeatedly: "Have you thought about it?"

"Have you thought about it?"

"Have you thought about it?"

Guan Tianlong racked his brains and had a split headache. Suddenly he looked up and saw the layout of the room. On the long table behind Liang Zhu in this ancient wooden house was a chime, a vase, and a bronze mirror. In traditional culture, this symbolizes the end of the life of [bell], the sound of [bottle], the stillness of [mirror].

"Yeah, ahhhhhhh..."

Guan Tianlong thought of a song, and he brewed his emotions for a long time and started singing:

The window is clear at dawn, and the sun shines on the West Bridge, and the clouds shake by themselves.

Like the corner of your clothes that the lotus wind swayed slightly back then.

Wood carving flows gold, ripples of time, sealed pen seven years ago

Because I only write for you in this life.

There is a piano in the distance, which is empty and ethereal, and the sounds urge the sky.

Tell yourself the thoughts.

The moon is full of shadows, the fireworks are piled up, and the candle flowers are red.

The old dreams of the world are completely empty.

I am wandering in the world and can't find your paradise. I am so happy to forget it.

At the end of the song, Guan Tianlong panted and asked with longing, "How is it? Is it over?"

Liang Zhu foamed at the mouth and supported each other, and said staggeringly: "The song is good, it's really vain. First of all, the image is disharmonious. A beast-sect is pure and innocent, which is equivalent to a big horse monkey wearing a cheongsam. It's not beautiful at all! Secondly, the naughty and out-of-tune are too powerful. Lastly, you forget the lyrics. This song is called Qingming Rain. Among them, "It's Qingming Rain again, the chrysanthemum is sent to you, and the song you love most is gently sing.' This finishing touch actually makes you choose not to sing, so we don't judge you..."

Guan Tianlong used one hand and covered Liang Zhu's mouth and said, "Can you give me some face? I'm really singing with all my heart!"

Liang Zhu was sobbing and unable to speak. They were only at level 120, and it was difficult to deal with players of level 60. They were relying on nothing more than "Golden Words and Jade Words" to pass away directly. Now they were blocked by their mouths and could only be slaughtered.

Guan Tianlong threatened the two of them and said, "Take the seal and stamp it. I'm in a hurry! If you don't want to turn into a butterfly, don't play tricks."

Liang Shanbo glared at Guan Tianlong with his neck, and immediately broke his ribs by Guan Tianlong's two punches. He fell to the ground like a shrimp, twitching constantly. Zhu Yingtai had to appoint him, took out the seal and stuck it on Guan Tianlong's forehead. A yellow light flashed, and Guan Tianlong successfully came out of the blessing temple and arrived at the top of the peak of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain.

The stars above the head were shining, the clouds and mist were evaporated under the feet, the abyss behind them was a thousand feet, and an old man in front of them.

Guan Tianlong saw that the old man was wearing a seclusion crown and a Canglan robe, which was 1.75 meters tall, weighing less than 100 kilograms, and was skinny and as sharp as a bitter bamboo, with deep eyes, like an abyss and sea, and had a terrifying style of worrying about the world before and having fun in the world afterwards. Everyone was ashamed of anyone who saw it, and in addition, he felt very uncomfortable and wanted to cry.

Guan Tianlong knew that this guy was the second boss, so he issued a checking order based on the principle of knowing himself and his enemy and winning every battle, and got the following message: Du Fu [Level 200, Realm 200], his name was Zimei, his pseudonym Ye Lao, and he was known as Du Gongbu and Du Shiyi, a great realist poet in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. He was worried about the country and the people, had a noble personality, wrote more than 1,400 poems in his life, and his poetry skills were superb. He was honored as a poet saint by later generations.

Guan Tianlong wiped his sweat: "God-level player, I'm having a big time this time!"

Du Fu smiled and a pink chrysanthemum bloomed on his old face with a ravine gully: "Given that you have been very good at breaking the rules of the game repeatedly, the system has specially avoided the second level of your test and sent me, the mountain boss, to ask you four very simple questions, "Ancient Gold, Chinese and Foreign". If you answer them correctly, then one meter of sunshine must be you! Now, please listen to the question.

a官网: Why is Yan Shisan called Yan Shisan?

b Jin: Green grass by the river, lush willows in the garden, Yingying on the building, the girl on the building, bright and bright, bright and beautiful, and delicate. Please tell us the names of at least three protagonists in Jin Yong’s martial arts novels accordingly.

c: What are the Western Kun Poetry School who wrote poems more imitated in the early Song Dynasty? A Bai Juyi b Li Shangyin c Du Fu d Jia Dao.

d'outside: The father of the tragedy of ancient Greece? Aeschylus b Euripides c Philipides d Homer."

Guan Tianlong heard the head-heavy feet and light eyes, and shouted: "What a mess, you might as well kill me!"

"Oh? Are you sure?" The poet sage smiled and pulled out the three-foot green edge from his waist.

Guan Tianlong continued to wipe his sweat and said, "I'm kidding, why does Mr. Du have no humor at all? No wonder Li Du Li Du, you are always behind Li Taibai's butt!"

Du Fu smiled freely and said, "You still have 2 minutes and 47 seconds to answer the questions."

"Don't you underestimate me? If Mickey Mouse doesn't show off her power, do you think I'm Garfield?"

Guan Tianlong was full of energy, thinking that I read a lot of books in junior high school and high school, and traveled to the ocean of martial arts novels. I can do it in other fields. This is a bit too much: "One of the protagonists of Gu Long's work "Happy Heroes" is named Yan Qi and a little bit awesome. It seems that there is someone in the world named Yan Wu, who is also very awesome. Yan Shisan thinks that he is more awesome than Yan Qi and Yan Wu, so he calls himself Yan Shisan!

Wen Qingqing, Ren Yingying, Yin Susu... People in the martial arts world are known as the three great demons, and their names are derived from "Nineteen Ancient Poems": Qingqing grass by the river, lush willows in the garden. The girl on the building is bright and bright, and her hair is covered with bright windows. E'e is red and pink, and she is delicate. No one stipulates that the protagonist of Jin Yong's martial arts novels must be a man, right?

The Xikun style poet Li Shangyin advocated that the semantics of poetry should be deep, the lyrics are gorgeous, the allusions are exquisite, and the parallelism is neat. However, the content is empty, the embellishment is smooth, the form is gorgeous, and it is seriously separated from social life. It is like a few people who are full every day and have a lot of food to read online novels and think that writing books is garbage, and any writing books is also garbage, but they just can't write anything. They are like waste materials that stand and speak without a headache.

The last question is exclusion method. First of all, Homer was a blind poet in ancient Greece. Homer's epic father was not a tragedy father. Philipides's Olympic father was sent by letters from ancient Greece, not a tragedy father. Aeschylus and Euripides were both masters of tragedy. However, Euripides only died in a foreign land, while Aeschylus was killed by a turtle falling from the sky while going out for a walk. Given his way of dying on a coffee table, I chose a. Aeschylus was the father of tragedy in ancient Greece!”

Papa Papa Papa, Du Fu applauded: "You are talented and knowledgeable, and you are one meter of sunshine." After the poet said that, holding a three-foot green edge in his hand, the biting cold light flashed, and Guan Tianlong fell into the cliff with clouds and mist.
Chapter completed!