"How can there be any truth in determining the outcome of a game?"
People around him also started to make noises, all wanting to curry favor with Chen Sheng.
Yue Feng sneered in his heart. With special codes, there are always scoundrels everywhere. At that time, he was still smiling: "Okay, two out of three games, I will let you lose. Come on, who will ask another question?"
"I'll come out!" A middle-aged man suddenly stood up from the audience. This man was the boss of the wealthy family, Wang Hao.
The boss came up with the topic, and of course everyone had no objections.
Wang Hao thought for a long time and then said: "Well, you two, just write a poem to praise the women around you." The reporter smiled and said.
After the words fell, the entire hall fell silent.
Everyone's eyes will be focused on Chen Sheng.
Compliment the woman around you?
This is too simple.
Chen Sheng was full of confidence, with a smile on his lips. He looked at his wife Chen Xia beside him, pondered for nearly three minutes, and then slowly said: "My wife comes out and closes again, and her clothes are wet when spring comes."
"If you can't write enough about beauties, why bother with youth?"
After composing this poem, Chen Sheng's face was full of pride.
Wow!
In an instant, everyone around was in an uproar, looking at Chen Sheng with adoration and admiration.
He is worthy of being the senior master of Wenzong!
Having written a poem so quickly is indeed full of knowledge.
"The wife comes out and the moon closes." The meaning of this poem is that when the moon sees his wife's face, he will hide in shame.
The phrase "Spring comes and the clothes are washed" means that when his wife goes to the river to wash clothes in spring, her face will be in the water, and the fish will stay away when they see her.
This metaphor is wonderful!
Simply wonderful!
While admiring, many people couldn't help but feel the artistic conception of this poem. Suddenly, everyone looked at Chen Sheng with even more admiration.
Next to her, Chen Xia also had a shy face, but within her shyness, there was endless joy.
Of course she knew that Chen Sheng's poem was written for her. She was so happy to have such a talented husband.
As soon as Elder Chen came up, he composed such a wonderful poem.
This kid is out of business.
At this time, many people looked at Yue Feng with sarcasm on their faces, waiting to see his joke.
"You dare to challenge Elder Chen, you are really overestimating your abilities!"
"Even if this kid does it, the artistic conception will not be as good as Elder Chen..."
Everyone was taunting each other, but Yue Fenghun didn't pay attention, with a smile on his face.
"What? You can't write it anymore?" Chen Sheng looked at Yue Feng with a sneer.
"What are you in a hurry for..."
Yue Feng smiled slightly and looked at Xu Lu beside him: "I will give this poem to my apprentice."
After the words fell, Yue Feng cleared his throat, shook his head and said:
"Clouds think of clothes, flowers think of face, spring breeze dews on the Buddha railing."
"If we hadn't met at the top of Qunyu Mountain, we would have met under the moonlight at Yaotai."
After reading this poem, Yue Feng still pretended to take a few steps, like a great writer.
This poem is a poem written by Li Bai to Concubine Yang! It is a beautiful poem praising Concubine Yang!
After Yue Feng read this poem, the entire wealthy dance hall was so silent that you could hear a pin drop clearly!
No one spoke, everyone was recalling this poem!
Wow!
I don’t know how long it took, but the entire wealthy dance hall exploded!
"Sir, it's so beautiful, this poem is so beautiful!" Xiao Xi on the side intertwined her hands, indescribably excited.
Young master is so awesome, he actually composed a poem! Moreover, this poem is really beautiful.