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Chapter 34 Jiang Fan Slaps His Face

Lu Zhaoling's expression froze slightly because he did not expect Jiang Fan to answer like this.

When I arrived outside Fujiang Garden with Dong Fangshu just now, I was surprised to see Jiang Fan and Lin Wanqing also providing poems for appreciation.

Lu Zhaoling was quite dissatisfied with the fact that several masters seemed to appreciate the poems provided by Jiang Fan and Lin Wanqing.

As long as you prepare for a whole year and constantly revise words and sentences, it is not difficult to come up with a high-quality moon appreciation poem.

What's there to praise about this?

Although he didn't know the specific content of the poem, Lu Zhaoling believed in his own judgment. How could it be better, no matter how good it was?

So when Jiang Fan decided not to enter the park after discovering that the rules had changed, Lu Zhaoling became even more convinced that his idea was right!

If you had poems of other quality and above, how could you give up such a rare opportunity so easily?

Ever since, Lu Zhaoling jumped out and ridiculed Jiang Fan.

What happened at noon greatly embarrassed him, so now he should collect some interest first!

Unexpectedly, facing his obvious sarcasm, Jiang Fan would accept it with a matter-of-fact expression.

Lu Zhaoling was not surprised but happy.

This is something you will embarrass yourself on the spot!

"Since it's an easy thing, let's ask my brother to compose a poem on the spot, but there must be a time limit. After all, there are so many people waiting to enter the park, and I can't spend time here with you all the time.

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"Let me think, how about limiting it to one stick of incense? There are three of you, and you still need two poems. In the time it takes to burn one stick of incense, you have to recite two poems... Haha, forgive me, Lu Zhaoling, for being ignorant. I have never heard of it.

Who can do it."

Lu Zhaoling said with a smile.

"You are indeed ignorant. You have never heard of such a simple thing, and your knowledge is too shallow. You are lucky, today can open your eyes."

Jiang Fan nodded in agreement.

Lu Zhaoling's face turned dark, and veins began to appear on his forehead.

I am so self-effacing!

Do you understand being humble?

How come I am so ignorant! And you want to open my eyes!? Can you speak?

"It's rare for my brother to be so confident. But everyone can talk big words, but if you don't have any real ability, it will become a joke. What do you think, brother?"

Lu Zhaoling gritted his teeth and said.

The mocking smile that originally appeared on his face could no longer be maintained. It seemed that he was really annoyed by the way Jiang Fan spoke.

"Oh, I didn't expect you and I to agree on this point of view. It turns out that you are sometimes smart."

Jiang Fan clapped his hands and said with admiration.

Lu Zhaoling's face turned darker.

Co-author I am only smart when I agree with your point of view? As long as I disagree with your point of view, am I considered stupid?!

"Zhaoling, don't talk nonsense to him. Fujiang Garden only opens once a year. It's not wise to waste time outside the garden. Let him write poems quickly. Since he said it's easy, then show us his real skills.

Look."

Dong Fangshu suddenly spoke.

Lu Zhaoling, who was about to continue arguing with Jiang Fan, couldn't help but pause. He could only swallow hard, and then glared at Jiang Fan bitterly.

I was thinking in my heart, if you can’t write a poem after a while, let’s see what you do!

Jiang Fan, however, was too lazy to continue talking to Lu Zhaoling. He stood there relaxedly, reaching out to rub his chin, lost in thought.

If Lu Zhaoling hadn't suddenly jumped out to provoke him, he would have taken Tieniu to the lantern festival.

But now that someone was bullying him, Jiang Fan wasn't the kind of person who was willing to let things go, so he naturally changed his mind.

However, in his own world, there were too many poems related to the moon, which made Jiang Fan hesitate for a while, not sure what kind of poems to put out.

If they are too famous, will they be too public?

And if it’s the ones that are too unknown… I’ve never memorized them at all…

While he was hesitating, his eyes happened to glance at Lu Zhaoling and Dong Fangshu, and he found that both of them were obviously ready to laugh at a joke, and from time to time, their eyes would always drift to Lin Wanqing. Jiang Fan suddenly felt unhappy.

Come on, you are seeking death on your own! Then don’t blame me for amplifying my move!

Let you, the bumpkins from another world, experience the fear of being dominated by Master Shixian!

Thinking of this, Jiang Fan tilted his head and asked Lin Wanqing beside him in a low voice: "Do you know Chang'e?"

"Chang'e? Fairy Guanghan? You know, what's wrong?"

Lin Wanqing asked with a strange expression.

"It's nothing, just know it."

Jiang Fan chuckled.

As expected, this world has various mysterious connections with my own world, let alone language and writing. Even the mythological system seems to be of the same origin, and I don't know what it means.

Shaking his head, Jiang Fan coughed dryly, and under the gaze of many people who had been attracted around him, he suddenly said loudly: "When will the moon come in the blue sky? I'll stop drinking and ask now. You can't reach the bright moon if you climb it.

But stay with others!"

Wow!

As soon as the first two sentences were recited, the whole place suddenly burst into uproar!

"It's amazing. It opens with a question, which is majestic, and the second sentence is hot and cold, which is lifelike. Just listening to these opening two sentences, it is another famous poem that can be passed down through the ages!"

The former master couldn't help stroking his beard with his hand, shaking his head and saying.

"The bright light is like a flying mirror approaching Danque, and the green smoke extinguishes all the clear brilliance. But when I see the night coming from the sea, I would rather know that it has disappeared into the clouds. The white rabbit makes medicine and autumn returns to spring. Who is Chang'e living alone next to?"

Jiang Fan was not affected by the changes in the surrounding atmosphere at all and continued to chant loudly.

"Hmm... these sentences describe the moon in a charming and dazzling way, and also use fairy tales to reflect my own aloofness. It's not bad... it is indeed a rare masterpiece."

The master shook his head and continued to taste, and at the same time he had subconsciously closed his eyes. It seemed that listening to Jiang Fan reciting this poem was a great enjoyment for him.

The other masters were not much better. One of them even picked up the brush on the table in front of him, spread out the rice paper, and started writing as if no one was watching.

As for the written content, it is exactly the poem Jiang Fan is reciting!

"Today's people can't see the moon in ancient times. Today's moon once shone on the ancients. People in ancient times and today can see the bright moon like running water. I only hope that when we sing and drink, the moonlight will always shine...in the golden bottle!"

A poem by Li Bai, "Pursing Wine to Ask the Moon", was completely presented to the world without any warning in Jiang Fan Shulang's tone.

For this world that has not yet been baptized by poetry immortals, poems of this level are obviously beyond the scope...

Especially the finishing touches in these last few sentences make the whole poem rise to a new level!

So much so that the master who was still making comments suddenly opened his eyes after hearing the last few sentences recited by Jiang Fan!

The hand stroking his beard was even more frightened and suddenly used force. He actually pulled off a handful of beard on his chin!

"How ignorant I am to dare to comment on such a shocking work! What a sin!"

The master murmured something with dull eyes.

The other people gathered around also had dumbfounded expressions on their faces.

There was a sudden silence in the room, and Jiang Fan instantly became the focus of everyone's attention.

Under the dim sunset, Jiang Fan's body seemed to be a little golden, which made Lin Wanqing look a little dazed.

It seemed that Jiang Fan was shining brightly just standing there!


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