Chapter 71 What is the age? What is the use of ancient poems?
Chapter 71 What age are we in, what’s the use of ancient poetry?!
At this time, in the classical and elegant study on the other side, Xiaomai would look at the time on his phone every five minutes.
The appointed time was getting closer and closer, and there was already a layer of sweat on the palms of Xiaomai's hands.
After opening his own [Maisui] live broadcast room, Xiaomai told his fans that he was going to join the broadcast, and he became more and more restless.
"Don't be nervous, Mai. You can definitely do it."
"Mai Xiao, you are proficient in poetry, lyrics, and poetry, so why are you afraid of other people's small scenes? Oh, no, Wu Bai's place doesn't seem to be considered a small scene..."
"Don't destroy your prestige upstairs! Don't be afraid of Xiaomai! We are full of poetry and calligraphy! We must maintain our momentum!"
"We have plenty in our stomachs, don't panic about wheat..."
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At this moment, there are already old fans in the live broadcast room of [Maisui] comforting her one after another.
Although there are few fans in the live broadcast room, most of them are already loyal fans of Xiaomai.
Just when Xiaomai felt more and more anxious, suddenly, the reminder sound for other anchors in the live broadcast room to apply for continuous microphone.
At this moment, Xiaomai felt that his heartbeat suddenly beat a beat faster.
She reflexively clicked through according to the process, and saw two split screens instantly appeared on the display screen in the live broadcast room.
As soon as he glanced over, the two million people online in the upper right corner of the other party's live broadcast room seemed to have led an army directly into his own camp.
However, the number of people online in our own live broadcast room was only a few hundred, and it suddenly seemed like it was withering.
The handsome young man on the screen had already taken the lead to say hello in a friendly voice.
"Good evening, Sister Xiaomai, long time no see."
Hearing this, he saw that the boy he had not seen for a long time had grown into a manly man, and the smile on his lips seemed to be that of a young boy. The previously tense nerves of Xiaomai gradually relaxed.
At this time, in Wu Bai's live broadcast room, barrages had appeared one after another and refreshed the screen.
"Where can such a beautiful young lady come from?"
"Long time no see. Is there something my brother is hiding from us?"
"The young lady has a good temperament!"
"Does your sister have a boyfriend?"
"It feels so ladylike! Can you please give me your contact information?"
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Not only that, hundreds of thousands of fans not only started watching Wu Bai's live broadcast room, but also frantically clicked into Xiaomai's live broadcast room.
Immediately contributed to a wave of wolfish ambition that swept the screen!
And with such a series of gags, Xiaomai's initial nervousness disappeared completely, and he finally showed a relaxed smile.
"Good evening, everybody."
After saying hello, Wu Bai said.
"Sister Xiaomai, I made an agreement with netizens just now. I want them to see how intellectuals praise. We will randomly select a few questions from netizens. Sister Xiaomai will see how to use ancient poems to praise. Is that okay?
"
As soon as he said this, Mai's eyes couldn't help but flash with gratitude.
Wu Bai is not only shortening the distance between himself and his fans, but also showing off what he is best at.
After thinking about it, Xiaomai answered without hesitation.
"no problem."
When Wu Bai across from him saw this, he immediately nodded and started talking.
"Come on, everyone in the live broadcast room wants to learn how to praise people more gracefully, so quickly raise your doubts, and I will randomly select the first one."
The barrage below has been flooding the screen like crazy.
"Please give me poems to praise beautiful women!"
"How can I praise a handsome guy when I'm squatting down! I only know that the stranger is like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world!"
"I'm curious about how ancient poems express feelings..."
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Seeing that the barrage was flowing quickly, Wu Bai had already picked the first question.
"Sister Xiaomai, how do ancient poems praise beautiful women?"
As soon as the voice fell, Xiaomai on the opposite side immediately blurted out the answer without any pause.
"A beautiful smile and beautiful eyes."
"It's as bright as the moon covered by light clouds, and fluttering like the drifting snow in the returning wind."
Wu Bai on the opposite side quickly reacted simultaneously.
"They are from "The Book of Songs", Cao Zhi's "Luo Shen Fu", and Wei Zhuang's "Nv Guanzi". Does Miss Xiaomai still have it?"
As soon as these words came out, Lian Mai's wheat naturally understood what Wu Bai meant.
This is to help yourself gain more attention.
This time the smile on her lips was even more genuine.
"There is a beautiful woman in the southern country, as beautiful as a peach or a plum."
"The vermilion powder is not deep and even, and the idle flowers are light and springy."
“It’s hard to describe the elegance with a painting, and it’s hard to compare with the beauty without flowers.”
"Hibiscus is not as beautiful as the makeup of a beautiful woman, but the wind in the water palace brings the fragrance of pearls and green flowers."
Xiaomai said four sentences in one breath without stopping. After the barrage in the live broadcast room was filled with exclamation points, Wu Bai immediately took over the conversation.
"These four sentences come from Cao Zhi's "Seven Miscellaneous Poems Part 4", Zhang Xian's "Drunken Whip", Liu Yong's "Ji Xian Bin", and Wang Changling's "Autumn Resentment in the West Palace". You can understand it carefully.
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And after such a back-and-forth conversation, many netizens were dumbfounded.
"They've already finished talking before I understand?"
"I have high admiration for educated people!"
"Upstairs, you are very literate if you can use the four words "lofty mountains and high mountains".
"Come on, next time, how can you praise someone for being handsome?"
"Yes, yes, how can you praise a handsome guy? You can't just praise beautiful women."
"Curious, curious!"
Catching the netizen's question with sharp eyes, Wu Bai now began to pick out the second question.
"Then let's see how Sister Xiaomai uses poetry to praise handsome guys."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was another round of applause in the live broadcast room!
"I should just praise myself!"
"You're shameless! I always know that I'm prettier than Pan An, but I still want to hear the little sister's compliments!"
"Come on, shower me with compliments!"
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Looking at the atmosphere in the entire live broadcast room, Xiaomai smiled even more, and the initial nervousness was long gone.
Xiaomai's extremely gentle voice rang out, "Young Master Yuan Jian is over twenty years old, with braided teeth and red lips."
"From Li He's "Rong Hua Yue"." Wu Bai then added.
"There are bandits and gentlemen who are as good at cutting as they are at discussing, as at polishing as they are at polishing."
"From "Guo Feng·Wei Feng·Qi'ao", Mr. Gao Ya is a gentleman, his knowledge is more exquisite, and his moral character is more kind."
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Seeing the tacit cooperation between Xiaomai and Wu Bai, some netizens asked ingeniously.
"What about boasting about enjoying life?"
The sharp-eyed Wu Bai quickly put this one on the wall.
The wheat opposite was even more familiar and he subconsciously answered.
"On the square bed with paper screen and stone pillow, I throw books away from my tired hands and have a long afternoon dream. When I fall asleep, I smile alone, and several fishing flutes sound in the waves."
"Comes from Cai Que's "Summer Boarding Pavilion", comfortable and leisurely."
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"The south wind does not use the palm fan, the gauze hat sleeps leisurely against the water gulls."
"From Li Jiayou's "The Bamboo House to Send the King and His Family", leisurely and comfortable."
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"Tulle kitchen, light feather fan. Pillow is cold and the mat is cool in the deep courtyard. The mood is at this time. Nothing happens to the little fairy."
"From "Crane Soars to the Sky" by Zhou Bangyan."
With all this going back and forth, the netizens in the live broadcast room were simply stunned.
"Young lady is so awesome, I decided to pay attention."
"What kind of reaction speed is Wu Bai's?! His cultural reserve has no upper limit, right?"
"Is this how lonely it feels to be invincible?"
"It's like watching two masters fighting each other."
Just when the live broadcast room was filled with barrage, more and more netizens had followed the Internet cable to pay attention to Xiaomai's live broadcast room.
But at this moment, a netizen suddenly brushed the frequency infinitely.
"What age is it? What's the use of ancient poetry?!"
"What age is it? What's the use of ancient poetry?!"
"What age is it? What's the use of ancient poetry?!"
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Wu Bai's brows were visible and slightly twisted. This chapter has been completed!