He drank sip after sip of wine, seeming to fall into that confused and uncaring state again.

In his world, there is only wine and poetry, nothing else.

Today's goal has been achieved, Si Fuqing stood up and left.

After walking for some distance, the voice came from behind her again.

"Good wine." Wen Changyi raised his glass to her, "Thanks, future man."

During the wine and the moon, he became very interested in poetry and immediately wrote a poem with a swipe of brush.

Tonight, I don’t know how many more poems will be born.

**

Si Fuqing woke up from the game cabin.

It's already broad daylight.

She pushed open the hatch and took a deep breath.

It took a long time before he knocked on his head and walked out.

She asked Emperor Yin to grind ink for her, and asked Shi Jue to write poems for her.

It's also outrageous.

Si Fuqing took out the poem Wen Changyi had written for her from the game's back compartment. After packing it up, the pointer had already reached eight o'clock.

She quickly went out and rode the shared bicycle skillfully to Daxia Terrace.

The director team and photography team are all ready.

Si Fuqing sighed, "Director Qin, I did something bad."

Director Qin looked solemn: "What's wrong, you tell me?"

Even Si Fuqing thought it was a bad thing...

Director Qin's heart skipped a beat.

That’s incredible!

He was a little panicked: "Did you hit someone in public? No, that's quite normal, that's..."

Assistant Director: "..."

How is this normal?

"None of them." The light in Si Fuqing's eyes disappeared, "It's just that I accidentally asked Wen Changyi to write a poem for me."

Director Qin: "......???"

Si Fuqing was a little sad: "Just think I'm talking nonsense."

What can she do to avoid being beaten by the students?

Director Qin breathed a sigh of relief: "What did I think it was? What's the big deal? Come on, come on, Teacher Si, this is our script for today. Take a look and see if there is anything else that needs to be changed."

Si Fuqing took it.

She looked through it, thought for a moment, and suddenly said: "I have a new idea."

She quickly changed the script and recounted all the scenes between her and Wen Changyi last night.

"Teacher Si, this is amazing. How did you come up with this idea?" The screenwriter couldn't help but exclaimed, "This is such a great idea."

Si Fuqing nodded: "That's good, let's get started."

She took out the poem Wen Changyi wrote for her from her bag: "This is a prop for a while. You must keep it carefully."

"Mr. Ning, welcome." Director Qin stepped forward and said, "Thank you for your guidance on this episode."

Ning Rusheng is a scholar who specializes in the study of Wen Changyi's works and is a founding figure in this field.

He has been studying Wen Changyi's poetry and so on for sixty years.

Very high prestige.

Director Qin specially invited him here to enhance the authority of the program and not to make the slightest mistake in history.

Ning Rusheng nodded, his gaze suddenly froze, and he stared at the words in the hand of the actor who played Wen Changyi.

Immediately afterwards, he seemed to see something incredible, and his body trembled violently: "That, that..."

Director Qin hurriedly stepped forward and patted Mr. Ning on the back: "Mr. Ning, what's wrong with you? Quickly, go get a cup of hot water."

He helped Ning Rusheng go to the lounge and sit down.

Rusheng Ning calmed down after drinking a glass of hot water.

He pinched Director Qin's shoulders and took a deep breath: "Xiao Qin, let me tell you, based on my judgment, the calligraphy in your actor's hand was written by Shi Juewen Changyi!"

"Believe me, it's absolutely right!"

Director Qin was confused: "What?"

Ning Rusheng spoke quickly: "And judging from how dry the ink is, it's still fresh. Tell me, how did she get it?!"

With a "clang" sound, the cup in Director Qin's hand fell.

He said in a daze: "You, you mean... Teacher Si really traveled back a thousand years ago and asked Shi Jue to write a poem for her?!"

As soon as these words came out, his scalp exploded instantly.

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