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"He is indeed a vulgar person. The poems I wrote when I was eight years old were better than this one..."

"Let's not talk about poetry. His handwriting is crooked and boneless, just like the hands of a newly enlightened child. It is unsightly to look at."

"Brothers, if nothing happens, why don't we give Shopkeeper Lin a continuation of this limerick?"

"It's wonderful. I'll come first. There's a bright moonlight in front of the bed. I think it's frost on the ground. Look up at the moon and look down at your mother! Hahahaha..."

A group of scholars burst into laughter, and even the people around them laughed. Except for a few scholars, most of the people around them were ordinary people. They didn't know anything about poetry and they just thought it was a joke.

Look down at your mother, catchy words, enough for them to curse people with poems when they go back.

"No, no, it's too vulgar to look down at your mother. Why don't you look down at your mother instead? It echoes Shitou's bed and makes people think about it. Wouldn't it be beautiful?!"

"Brother Gu is very talented in literature. He is a darling girl who suddenly changed a limerick into a masterpiece..."



"Look up at the bright moon and look down at your mother!"

"Look up at the bright moon, lower your head and scold your mother!"

After hearing the scholar's continuation, the children found it amusing, and one by one they ran to the door of the meal and started singing and laughing, not even singing "You love me, I love you".

"Master, your idea is good, but the poems you write are really bad, so let me do it!" [Deng Libuduo] suppressed his smile, "If you write poems here, it has already affected the business of the store.

Already."

Lin Bai glanced at him and wrote the second poem:

"If life is just like the first time we met, what's the point of being sad?

It is easy to change old people's hearts, but it is easy to change old people's hearts.

It's half past midnight when Lishan's words are over, and the rain and bells are full of tears, but I won't complain.

How unlucky it is to be blessed by a handsome man in fine clothes, and the wings and branches are linked together to wish for that day."



This is a complete poem.

Even if [Deng Libuduo] didn't understand poetry, he was still shocked.

He carefully compared the poems he had learned. In an instant, a layer of fine beads of sweat broke out on his forehead. He could not find a poem that could compare with it.

Are the NPCs in the game already so smart?

[Deng Li Buduo] hung up the poem in a daze. Only then did he remember that the poem had no title. He turned around and asked Lin Bai: "Master, where is the title?"

"No."

Lin Bai didn't even raise his head, he had already started writing the third poem.

Ancient poetry is unusual. Sometimes if one or two lines are missing, the overall style of the poem will be reduced. If one or two words are missing and the upper and lower lines are contrasted, it can easily be filled in by a master, and the incomplete effect will not be achieved.

so.

Some poems should be written in full or in full.

When a poetry anthology is full of excellent poems, and when you are reading it and you feel relaxed and happy, and one or two incomplete poems suddenly appear, then you can achieve the best effect.

When all the poems in the collection are famous, the supplemented verses are not up to par with poems of the same type, and they are so out of place. Do you still have the nerve to supplement them?

Do you really want to patch it up and spray it?



in the crowd.

The scholars who were laughing and joking just now couldn't say a word while holding the newly posted poem. This is what they learned. Even if they can't write it, they still have the basic ability to appreciate it.

They read a newly posted poem over and over several times, but they couldn't find any faults in it, and couldn't even change a single word.

Is this still the vulgar person they are laughing at?

If Lin Bai is a vulgar person.

What are they?

After a long while, a scholar said angrily: "The words are too ugly and not worthy of this poem."

Another scholar's eyes were red: "Such an excellent poem is definitely not something he could have written. He might have copied it from somewhere."

As soon as this statement came out, it immediately aroused a chorus of echoes: "It's the best, it's the best, it must have been copied..."

But the words were not spoken.

Another poem was posted:

"Yong Liu

The jasper is as high as a tree, and thousands of green silk ribbons hang down;

I don’t know who cut out the thin leaves, 2..."

Seeing the sudden stop of the stroke of his pen, [Deng Libuduo] started to tremble while grinding the ink: "Master, what are you talking about?"

"No more!" Lin Bai smiled, "Go and put it on."



"Magpie Bridge Fairy·Xianyun Makes Clueless"

The thin clouds make tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is far away in darkness. When gold, wind, jade and dew meet, they will defeat countless people in the world.

Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I can’t bear to look at the magpie bridge on my way back. If the two feelings are like..."



“It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.

Spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die..."



"Glow-in-the-dark cup of fine grape wine. If you want to drink, Pipa will remind you right away.

Drunk and lying on the battlefield..."



"When will the bright moon come? I asked the sky for my wine, but I don't know what year it is in the palace in the sky... It's cold in the high places... People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and round..."



A moment's work.

More than a dozen classic ancient poems appeared in a different world in incomplete form from Lin Bai's hands.

The sour words of the scholars have long since disappeared.

There was dead silence in the direction where they were standing. Their eyes were staring into the poem and they could not pull it out...

But they happened to see a missing line and a few words. With their talents, they couldn't fill in a single word, and they became more and more anxious and scratched their heads.

at this time.

To casually say something like "I bow my head and miss my little girl" is an insult to these famous people. They can't afford to lose this person!

"Squandering natural resources, squandering natural resources, these quatrains are actually used by a businessman who smells like copper to attract business, which is an insult to elegance..."

"Any song that I come up with is enough to make me famous all over the world!"

"I want to kill someone."

[Resentment from Deng Libuduo; +1]

[The anger from Song Shiqing, Zhao Mengzu, and Qian Chong; +1+1+1...]



The reminder of negative emotions came to Lin Bai's mind. He glanced in the direction of the scholar, smiled slightly, put down the brush, and stopped writing.

Seeing that he stopped writing, a group of scholars walked out of the crowd.

Song Shiqing took a step forward and stood opposite Lin Bai with a livid face. He cupped his fists and said, "Shopkeeper, please complete the poem."

"Who is the young master?" Lin Bai asked.

"Song Shiqing from the Song family in the north of the city." Song Shiqing looked at Lin Bai with disgust and said coldly, "Poetry is the essence of writing, the treasure of literature. No matter where shopkeeper Lin got these famous poems, they should not be used here.

Please complete them. I guarantee that Brother Lin will become famous all over the world. Being a famous person in the literary world is better than being a businessman."

Are literati superior to businessmen?

Lin Bai sighed secretly, but remained calm on the surface, clasping his fists in return: "Young Master Song really has a good eye, he can tell at a glance that these poems are not written by me."

"Since you didn't write it, you should complete the poem." Song Shiqing said.

"If it can be completed, why wouldn't Lin want to complete it so that these famous articles can be passed down through the ages? Speaking of which, although Lin is a businessman, he also admires scholars and scholars." Lin Bai sighed, "Mr. Song,

Unless Lin is unwilling to complete it, there is nothing he can do! I was entrusted by an old man to publish this book of poems called "Tian Can Ji"..."

""Tian Can Ji"?" Song Shiqing was stunned.

"To be honest, Mr. Song, this book of poems has been incomplete since it appeared in the world. The reason why Lin made it public was to find wise men in the world to complete it and prevent the pearl from being covered in dust." Lin Baida said.

, "Lin spoke softly and rashly published a collection of poems, fearing that not even a single wave would be splashed. He had no choice but to resort to this trick. Lin opened a kitchen restaurant and wrote incomplete couplets at the door, attracting people with incompleteness everywhere.

This is to build momentum for the publication of the collection of poems. Please forgive me if I have been offended."

Said.

Lin Bai clasped his fists and made a bow.

With Lin Bai's words, the anger of Song Shiqing and others disappeared.

The eyes of several people looking at Lin Bai immediately turned to admiration. Several people clasped their fists and bowed to Lin Bai at the same time: "Shopkeeper Lin Gao Yi."

[Admiration from Song Shiqing; +1+1+1...]

[Admiration from Zhao Mengzu; +1+1+1...]

Looking at the incomplete poems and essays posted at the door of the store, Song Shiqing showed a trace of regret in his eyes and sighed: "Shopkeeper Lin, the Song family happens to run a bookshop, and Song should do his best to publish "Tian Can Ji".

, please shopkeeper, please don’t refuse!”

Alas! [Deng Libuduo] let out a long sigh, the shopkeeper lied to me again!

However, what is his purpose in getting this "Anthology of Tiancan Poems"? Is it also a plot mission?

Let players continue their poems to increase their reputation?

But is it really appropriate to throw out so many famous stories for a game plot?

Wouldn’t it be cool for game companies to publish these poems directly?


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