Seeing Boss Wang's current expression and behavior, the young boss and others couldn't help but be attracted.
Immediately after Boss Wang opened his mouth, for a moment, everyone present felt excited, and almost all the goosebumps on their bodies were stimulated by Boss Wang's poem.
Clouds think of clothes and flowers think of faces.
At this moment, a beautiful woman appeared in everyone's mind. This beauty may be different in everyone's mind, but she is all dressed in the same way. The endless moving clouds are her clothes, and the colorful flowers are her.
The beautiful face, the charming beauty like a fairy, immediately appeared in everyone's mind.
Almost at this moment, the originally noisy Yunlan Tower fell into silence.
Everyone closed their eyes silently, feeling the charm and beauty from Boss Wang's poems.
At this time, Boss Wang slowly opened his eyes. After seeing the expressions of great enjoyment in the audience, Boss Wang couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.
In fact, when he heard Li Bai's "Qing Ping Diao", he also had a feeling of astonishment.
When a thousand people read this poem, they will have a thousand images of Concubine Yang in their minds. This image is a small beauty hidden deep in people's hearts.
The face of a flower, the face of a human being, such an extraordinary beauty may only be possessed by fairies in the sky.
Boss Wang took up his pen and wrote such a line of text in a hurry.
Boss Wang took a deep breath and continued, "The spring breeze is blowing Revlon."
As Boss Wang recited, everyone seemed to have an illusion, as if a spring breeze was blowing in their faces. The spring breeze was like a plain gauze, gently blowing on the railings. Around the railings, flowers were blooming.
There are beautiful flowers, which look even more beautiful under the moisture of the morning dew.
Boss Wang's words seemed to have a magical power. At this moment, everyone was crazy and began to chant these two lines of poetry recited by Boss Wang.
"The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing on the threshold, and the dew is thick."
"It's so beautiful. This poem is really beautiful."
"Why is my heart beating so fast? I seem to see my first love, my love."
"It's so beautiful, this... this is really the most genuine and simple little beauty."
Boss Wang was silent for a moment, and after everyone's emotions slowly settled down, he continued to write, "If we hadn't met at the top of Qunyu Mountain, we would have met under the moon at Yaotai."
This time, Boss Wang directly wrote down the remaining two lines of the poem in one go.
At this moment, the impact on everyone's senses was quite strong. It was as if the legendary fairyland Yaotai suddenly appeared in their minds, and the fairies they admired were dancing gracefully.
After finishing this poem, the silence in Yunlan Tower lasted for several minutes. After this extreme silence, it became extremely noisy.
I don't know who it was, but I took a deep breath, and then the entire Yunlan Tower seemed to explode. Immediately, countless people sighed with emotion.
"I...what did I hear? Is this poem really a poem from the human world? Why do I feel that this poem only exists in the legendary fairy world?"
"I seem to have seen the legendary fairyland. In the fairyland, there is a fairy smiling at me."
"Wow...I...Boss Wang, I am really grateful to you. Just now, I seemed to have seen my wife who had been dead for more than 20 years again. Boss Wang, thank you for your poem."
The customers in the shop had different emotions, but they had the same feelings about the poem.
At this moment, everyone has already regarded this poem as a sacred text in their hearts.
They believe that once this poem is spread out, it will surely shock the entire Yunlan Continent.
The little boss slowly opened her eyes at this time. Her bright eyes were filled with tears. As her eyes blinked, the two lines of tears slowly fell down.
"This poem...you...are you really going to give it to me?"
She looked at Boss Wang hesitantly, with some uncertainty in her voice.
In fact, ever since she heard the first line of this poem, the little boss has completely fallen in love with it. She never thought that Boss Wang would be able to create such a masterpiece this time.
Poetry, she was completely moved by the beauty of this poem, and at the same time she was a little scared, because she thought this poem was beautiful, and the women described in this poem were also beautiful, but she... seemed not worthy of this poem.
The people in the poem.
Boss Wang looked at the little boss with a smile. In fact, Boss Wang can now understand why the little boss has such emotions.
The depth of love leads to the depth of fear.
"Don't worry, this poem is for you, and besides, you are worthy of this poem." Boss Wang said with a smile, and then handed the "Qing Ping Tiao" he wrote to the little boss.
Looking at the poem handed to her by Boss Wang, the little boss's body trembled with excitement. She hesitated nervously. Finally, she stretched out her hands solemnly and took the poem solemnly.
Paper, it seemed as if I was taking over the whole world from Boss Wang's hands.
"Thank you, thank you, I will definitely treasure this poem." Looking at Boss Wang's flying words, the little boss's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
At this moment, when she looked at Boss Wang again, there was a strange look in her beautiful eyes.
It’s just that there are always so many people in this world who like to ruin the atmosphere.
Originally, the little boss was looking at Boss Wang so affectionately. As time went by, there might be something more self-evident about him.
But at this time, a thief figure appeared between the two of them.
Zhao Yin poked his little head, seemingly not noticing the murderous look in the little boss's eyes. Then he pointed at the piece of paper written by Boss Wang and said curiously, "Boss Wang, this Li Bai
What does it mean?" Zhao Yin asked curiously.
The little boss, who was originally looking at Zhao Yin with a somewhat angry expression, subconsciously glanced at the piece of paper.
Sure enough, under "Qingping Diao", the word "Li Bai" was written clearly.
"By the way, I remember that the song "Climbing the Cloud Tower" was written about Wang Zhihuan. I originally thought Boss Wang's name was Zhihuan, but now this is Li Bai? What does this mean? Could it be that he is also Boss Wang?
What's your font size?" Zhao Yin scratched his head and asked in confusion.
Boss Wang did not directly answer Zhao Yin's inquiry, but said, "If this poem is spread in the future, you will say that the name of the person who wrote this poem is Li Bai."