Chapter 176 Two Butterflies Fighting Love Business
"It's over."
Xiaoyao looked panicked: "Wang Chen, you were barely a pillow wrapped in linen and straw before, but now you are covered in straw from the inside out."
"You can also come up with some vulgar jokes about eating rice with daddy. You can't keep telling this."
"What should I do?" A small medicine is like an ant on a hot pot.
Wang Chen glanced at Xiaoyao who was walking around and frowned secretly. You must know that although he can be a copywriter, there is a huge generation gap between ancient culture and modern civilization.
If you ask a doctor of literature to take the imperial examination in ancient times, he will fail to pass the exam for the top scholars of that era.
What's more, the collision between modern civilization and cultivation civilization...
If you think about it, the generation gap is enough to span a galaxy.
It's just like the popular Qingfeng killings in the cultivation world.
He glanced at Chen Feifei, who gave him a look of affirmation and belief.
"Very good. Whenever it's my turn, let Chen Feifei help me."
Wang Chen nodded secretly.
"Dr. Wang, you will join the Lianghua Academy side, and Chen Feifei will stay on the Mingdu Academy side. There can't be an imbalance in the number of people on both sides,"
"Let us, the people of Liang, see what kind of collision there can be between talented women and talented men." The emperor said with a loving look on his face.
"Little banana!"
After being stunned for a moment, Wang Chen cursed in his heart. After being stunned for a long time, he reluctantly walked towards the four inexplicable scholars from Lianghua Academy.
"Qinglian Club, begin!"
the emperor declared.
"I want to challenge Dr. Wang!" Li Changsheng was the first to jump out.
Wang Chen was stunned.
"What the hell?"
"Is this the beginning of the challenge?"
"Don't we sit so neatly across from each other and have one debate, two debates, and three debates one after another?"
"Is this going to be a KOF competition directly?"
He was confused, but the emperor nodded happily, and the singer on the side shouted: "The first performance of the Qinglian Club."
"Li Changsheng vs. Doctor Wang! Start."
I have to admit that Li Changsheng is handsome, has a slender figure, and really has a good skin.
His appearance aroused cheers from many nymphomaniac spectators.
A pair of clear eyes stared at Wang Chen closely.
With a snap, Li Changsheng opened the folding fan in his hand and said loudly.
"At this time, it is almost New Year's Eve. I feel so lucky to see my emperor. I can't help but want to write a poem reflecting this scene."
The clear voice spreads far away, but turns into a signal that makes people still,
Everyone fell silent and waited quietly for Li Changsheng's next words.
"Goose……"
Li Changsheng's voice was loud and full of energy. When he began to chant the first word, he frowned slightly, and his face showed an expression of intoxication and inability to extricate himself.
"Goose!"
"Goose!"
Three consecutive words for "goose", one word at a time, are like hammering into everyone's hearts!
"The song is singing to the sky,"
“The green water of Baimao Lake,”
"Anthurium stirs clear waves!"
The sentences were sonorous and the tone was ups and downs. Li Changsheng chanted loudly and looked at Wang Chen closely.
Hiss~
Wang Chen took a breath of cold air.
Seeing that Wang Chen was stunned, Li Changsheng smiled proudly and waved his folding fan.
“What a poem!”
“What a poem!”
The audience burst into cheers. Wang Chen saw the emperor and the two worshipers on the side couldn't help but nod their heads in recollection. He was extremely at a loss.
"New Year's Eve has something to do with goose feathers?"
"And there is no green water here!"
"Why, you have to have a limit to your nonsense. You even pronounced the word "hu" wrong!"
"Your sister just recites poems. Can you please stop saying that you are a creative artist?"
"Furthermore, the poem "Ode to the Goose" was clearly written by King Luo Bin when he was seven years old. You are already in your twenties, so why are you so proud of writing this poem?"
Wang Chen was roaring in his heart, but he was muttering in his mouth for a moment. As he looked up at the sky, his thin body exuded an inexplicable aura, the noise gradually stopped.
His feet moved, as if he was taking a step towards the bright moon in the sky.
At this time, the whole audience seemed to feel the lonely atmosphere and became silent. As his footsteps fell, Wang Chen looked up and recited with a look on his face:
"The bright moon should laugh at me because of its affection,"
"Laughing at me now, I have let down my spring heart,"
"Walking alone and singing alone."
Wang Chen's face was full of indifference, reflecting the scene of the poem, his eyes were deep, but he didn't know what he was thinking of.
The whole place was silent.
"What kind of poem is this? It doesn't make sense at all!" After a long silence, someone spoke up.
"Yeah, I don't understand what they are talking about at all." This actually caused a chorus of agreement, and the audience was in uproar.
Wang Chen was stunned. He looked at the emperor and saw him shaking his head and sighing.
Only Chen Feifei, with twinkling beautiful eyes, savored it carefully.
Off the field, a handsome young monk sneered: "I told you earlier, this guy is a charlatan and a loser."
"Don't say that to Uncle Wang. Although he is poor at poetry, curing my father is not a lie." The quirky-looking girl frowned.
It was Lin Ruolan and his monk boyfriend.
"That's because I'm not here, otherwise Uncle Lin can be cured by just a pill of elixir." The young monk snorted coldly.
Now, please rate these two talents.
"Li Changsheng, 9 points."
"Dr. Wang, 0.09 points."
"You are so cruel that you are accurate to two decimal places!"
Wang Chen walked back angrily.
All four teammates from Lianghua Academy looked at him with disdain in their eyes.
"That's fine, you peony-chewing guys, if you eliminate me, you can just be an audience with peace of mind."
Wang Chen didn't even look at his teammates beside him and closed his eyes to rest.
I want to challenge Dr. Wang. The second person from Mingdu Academy jumped out again.
Suddenly opening his eyes, Wang Chen almost thought he heard wrongly.
"Isn't it KOF?"
"I have already been defeated by all of you, and I still challenge you with nothing!"
"This Qinglian Society is specially used to target enemies!"
"Second scene, Xiao Wenyu vs. Doctor Wang." the singer sang happily.
Wang Chen, who was at a loss, walked to the center and was about to recite the song Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Stars Full of Little Stars.
Maybe you can get full marks.
Xiao Wenyu held his hands behind his back and held his head high. He walked around Wang Chen with an imposing manner and said in a long voice:
"On New Year's Eve, when the flowers are in full bloom and the moon is full, I also compose a poem for all the lovers in the world!"
He flicked his sleeves and chanted in a measured tone.
"Dear! Fly slowly."
"Watch out for the thorny rose ahead!"
"Honey, open your mouth!"
"The fragrance of flowers in the wind will make you intoxicated!"
After a brief silence... the crowd went crazy.
“What a poem, what a poem!”
"The lingering sound lingers for three days!"
"He is indeed Xiao Wenyu, who is known as a genius in poetry!" The crowd roared.
"What a rose with thorns in front. This song should only exist in the sky. It has pointed out the direction of many people's lives!" King Liang shook his head and savored it carefully.
"Xiao Wenyu, I will go to the palace tomorrow and teach my concubines how to sing this poem. I want to listen to it every day! Be a wise king who loves his people like his own son!"
The emperor twirled his beard and smiled.
Following the order, Xiao Wenyu was very proud.
"In this winter, all the flowers are withered. Where can the flowers come from? The moon is full. It's obviously a mistake!"
"And does this poem have anything to do with the direction of life and your being a wise king?"
"You still want to listen to it every day?!"
"What kind of taste is this!"
Wang Chen felt that he was about to collapse.
"No, I can't lose anymore."
Wang Chen gritted his teeth, took two steps, and suddenly chanted loudly:
"You were the one who wanted to separate in the first place. If we separate, we should separate!"
"Now you have to use true love to coax me back."
"Love is not something you want to sell, you can sell it if you want to buy it!"
"Let me break away, let me understand, let go of your love!"
Originally, when Wang Chen came on stage, the whole audience was in a row, talking about the poem "Slowly Flying".
When Wang Chen finished reciting,
The whole place could hear a needle drop, and there was an eerie silence.
The silence lasted longer this time.
Faintly, there was a sound of sobbing.
"I didn't expect Dr. Wang to know poetry!" someone choked.
"This New Year's Eve Green Lotus Party is unique in the history of our Liang Kingdom!"
"The Poet Immortal descended from heaven!"
There were actually people crying in the audience, but most of them were extremely excited people.
Wang Chen suddenly realized: "Can this also resonate?"
"So this is your taste."
"A poem about love is enough to win the title of Poet Immortal? I told you earlier that you would like this."
"I also have rouge powder here that is poisonous, rats love rice and so on."
"Uncle Wang is great!" Wang Chen recognized Lin Ruolan's voice and smiled and nodded over there. The tall and handsome young monk next to him had a gloomy face.
Xiao Wenyu pointed at Wang Chen, his face turned red and his fingers were trembling.
"You, you, you! How can you write such a good poem!"
"The look on his face was full of despair that he could never hope to achieve in this life. Wow... a wisp of blood suddenly overflowed from the corner of his mouth."
"Good poem." The emperor stood up from the table and cheered loudly, his face beaming with joy.
"Doctor Wang, I will go to the palace tomorrow to meet the Holy Spirit and teach my queen and concubines how to recite poetry!"
For ordinary doctors, it is a great honor to enter the palace to meet the saint, but how could Wang Chen be moved by the appreciation of a mortal emperor? He didn't think so.
It's just that there may be Nine Dragon Pillars in the palace, which can be regarded as an opportunity.
He nodded and looked at Emperor Liang again, only to see that the emperor did not look at him, but looked at the horizon with panicked eyes.
His face suddenly changed.
Wang Chenruo felt something, turned around and looked at the sky.
On the other side, there were three sword lights passing by with the sound of sword whistling.
The people were alarmed and turned their heads to look.
"It's an immortal." Someone whispered, as loud as a mosquito.
"Don't be afraid, we are also worshiping immortals." Someone said inexplicably.
"Crack."
Someone cut off the spiritual power supply to the four shining stone pillars, and on this New Year's Eve, the entire square became dark.
However, no one made any movement, just watching quietly.
The atmosphere is very weird.
On the side, Chen Feifei walked up to Wang Chen at some point and held his hand tightly.
Wang Chen felt that her hands were full of sweat.
The sound of the sword whistling became louder and louder, and within a few breaths, it reached the sky above the square.