Shen Yanfeng admitted that he was wrong.

At first I thought it was just a couplet with a beautiful artistic conception.

After researching, I found out that this f*ck is abnormal.

That's right, he was so perverted that he wanted to swear.

On the left side of this first couplet, there are five elements of 'fire, metal, water, earth, and wood' respectively, and they can express a beautiful artistic conception. Only these two points can be described as abnormal.

Moreover, Shen Yanfeng also felt a different artistic conception from this couplet.

It's just that now is not the time to study.

Apart from them, all the literati by the canal also discovered the mystery, and all of them were shocked and scratched their heads in pain.

For a while, the quiet scene was accompanied by sighs one after another.

too difficult!
This question is too difficult!

After a long time, Wu Mingguang sighed, and said to Qin Lan in the distance with a complicated expression: "Little girl, can you tell us the next couplet?"

"I only have the Shanglian." Qin Lan spread her hands.

On the earth, there are indeed people who made a second line to each other, but it was almost meaningless.

It's like someone confronting "Peach Burning Jinjiang Embankment", although the confrontation is very neat, and there are gold, wood, water, fire and earth, but it is not perfect. The word 'di' is too common, with many meanings, not worthy of the word 'liu', which was entrusted with countless meanings by the ancients.

Others, such as 'Dengshen Village Temple Bell', 'Paozhen Haicheng Tower', etc., are almost meaningless and have not achieved a perfect second line.

Therefore, this upper couplet can be regarded as the real eternal absolute.

"What a pity! What a pity!"

Wu Mingguang's eyes were a little reddish, and the literati were more persistent in seeking knowledge.

After learning that Qin Lan was unable to solve the Shanglian, he felt infinitely regretful.

However, it is full of unspeakable excitement, that is to say, my old life is busy again!

And those literati, looking at Qin Lan's eyes, completely changed.

If you say, they were shocked by Wu Meng's absoluteness before.

Now there is an even more terrifying absolute queen, and even the president of the Poetry Association can't tell it, this is too outrageous.

Qin Lan's absolute expression brought the couplet session to an end.

After all, with such an exquisite pair appearing, it would be self-defeating to continue.

When the wine glass stopped in front of a certain young man, he stood up awkwardly and began to compose poems on the spot.

Following the next few people also wrote poems one after another.

The shadow brought by the couplet gradually fades away.

The field is also slowly becoming active.

From time to time, there was a burst of applause.

Wu Meng thought for a while, but couldn't think of a second line, so she gave up completely.

This Qin Lan is a freak, not only the song is so beautifully written, but even the couplets are extremely powerful.

"Hmph, I don't believe it, you are so good at writing poetry!" She glanced at Qin Lan, her face regained her confidence.

Couplets are just an appetizer, and poetry is what she is best at.

Hmph, although I like your songs very much and regard you as an idol, you have successfully aroused the fighting spirit of your fans!

Miss Ben is going to fight you to the death today!

There were a few more poetry chanters, after a burst of applause.

The wine glass finally stopped in front of Wu Meng.

She picked up the glass with joy and drank it down.

Then stood up, as confident as she was, and couldn't help but take a deep breath at this moment.

Glancing at Shen Xia next to her, she didn't know whether it was because of too much alcohol or other reasons, her face was flushed.

"Qin Lan, I lost the couplet to you just now, do you dare to compete with me in poetry?"

She extended an invitation to Qin Lan.

The already lively scene suddenly became quiet again.

Everyone held their breaths and turned their attention to Qin Lan who was smiling slightly.

In the Lanting Pavilion, those bigwigs in the cultural world also looked at Qin Lan one after another.

Unknowingly, Qin Lan has become the focus of everyone in this exchange meeting.

And Qin Lan felt these gazes, and nodded slightly, "OK".

After she finished speaking, for some reason, everyone at the scene breathed a sigh of relief.

Maybe it's because she is in the entertainment industry, and she is too sharp in the couplet.

These people also imagined that she would lose in the poetry competition, so that the cultural circle could earn some face back.

"Hee hee, then I'll start!" Wu Meng walked towards the garden next to her with her little hands behind her back.

The manor has installed temperature control equipment, so the peonies in the garden bloom very well.

There are many artificial bees collecting honey on it, and a few beautiful butterflies scattered among the flowers.

And when she saw a drooping peony, she slowly squatted down and looked back at Shen Xia beside the ditch.

She caressed a peony with her small hand, and murmured: "A bee appears in the center of the peony's pistil, and the words of the bright moon are insane."

It seems to be thinking, and it seems to be accumulating emotions.

Wu Meng looked at the many hanging flowers, a little fascinated.

"Worrying about the wine and looking at each other, how can the hanging flowers be pitied by the butterflies."

A sigh.

In the sigh, there was a touch of helplessness.

After finishing speaking, she lowered her head and looked at the empty wine glass in her hand. Two seconds later, she put on her innocent smile again.

On the field, when she chanted a poem, there was a burst of applause.

"Awesome! It is worthy of being one of the four great talents."

"Everyone knows that Wu Meng is interested in Shen Xia, but Shen Xia is unmoved. This poem is obviously written for him."

"It's already obvious that Mingyue's characters are insane. Shen Xia is a calligraphy writer. They must have written together one night."

"How can the pendant flower be pitied by the butterfly? Wu Meng is too modest. She is not that pendant flower. She is recognized as a talented woman in the cultural world!"

"Unrequited love, so worrying"

Everyone was whispering.

Is this how talented women express their feelings?
But Shen Xia frowned, he didn't expect that Wu Meng would write a poem specially for him.

However, if he doesn't feel it, he doesn't feel it. He already has someone in his heart.

Thinking of this, he looked at Sun Jiaojiao at the side.

The latter was looking at the tablet in his hand, not thinking about the game at all.

Seeing this, the corners of Shen Xia's eyes twitched twice, and finally turned into a soft sigh.

"Shen Xia, how about this poem of mine?" Wu Meng shook his arm.

"Very powerful." Shen Xia broke free without any trace.

Wu Meng pouted and didn't bother, but smiled at Qin Lan who was not far away: "Qin Lan, it's your turn, you can choose the subject as you like."

Qin Lan nodded upon hearing this.

This Wu Meng deserves to be called a talented woman, and she is indeed very capable.

This poem fully expresses the sourness of her unrequited love.

"You write about love, so I'll write in another style."

There was a smile on the corner of Qin Lan's mouth, and his lips were slightly parted.

"The golden bottle of sake is worth ten thousand dollars, and the jade plate is worth ten thousand dollars."

Hearing the first sentence, the smile on Wu Meng's face gradually disappeared.

"You can't eat when you stop the cup and throw the chopsticks, draw your sword and look around in a daze."

Hearing the second sentence, she staggered.

"If you want to cross the Yellow River Bingsaichuan, you will climb the snow-covered mountains in Taihang."

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