Chapter 104 If it weren’t for my lack of realm...(two in one)

Author: Gunpowder is very heavy

Chapter 104 If it weren’t for my lack of realm...(two in one)

Qiu Tao had already prepared a manuscript, and he wrote quickly, without any extra points, with elegant brushwork. In the blink of an eye, a poem about snow appeared on the white wall.

"The snowy moon is the most suitable, and the plum blossoms and snow are all clear. When there was snow in the south of the Yangtze River last year, plum blossoms bloomed at the end of the month."

"The plum blossoms bloomed early this year, just like every other year. The cold and solitary light shines brightly, all I need is some snow."

The plain snow, the bright moon, and the delicate plum blossoms all combine to create a clear and beautiful scene.

This is a rare masterpiece.

The cyan literary energy swayed on the words, reaching a height of three inches. All the students present felt a strong brilliance, and their literary hearts trembled slightly.

“Good words, good words!”

"Brother Qiu is here well prepared!"

"This word expresses feelings about the scene. It seems watered down, but it contains infinite feelings of the past and the present. It is quite charming. With just this word, Brother Qiu has already acquired the three tastes of words!"

"The tea bills for these three jade stones are worth it!"

Everyone was amazed.

In the past, the first person to write a poem was just a provocateur, and there were not many good works.

But I never thought that Qiu Tao's words were astonishing and his literary style was as high as three inches.

Qiu Tao gestured with his hands, seemingly indifferent, but he couldn't hide the smile at the corner of his mouth.

He raised his head slightly, like a proud big rooster, looking confidently at the brightly lit White Jade Tower on the left.

Under the candlelight, one can vaguely see the slim figure upstairs, with a graceful figure that arouses people's imagination.

Because of this poem, there seemed to be more people upstairs.

"I'll do it!"

"Brother Qiu cannot be allowed to be more beautiful than before!"

Seeing that there were more figures upstairs, some students couldn't hold themselves back and jumped out not to be outdone.

But after finishing a poem, there was only half an inch of literary power, so I had to leave in despair.

"Haha, brother, you still need to work harder!"

"If you are having a drink in private, this poem is fine with two taels of side dishes, but if you want to pair it with a beautiful woman's wine at the White Tiger Tower, it will make you laugh!"

"I'll do it!"

Although this person had poor literary talent, he ignited the atmosphere present, and all the students came out one after another to write poems and lyrics and recite Feng Xue.

"The ground is white, the wind is cold, and the snowflakes are as big as your hand!"

"It will be auspicious to have a good harvest, but what a good harvest!"

These students are all students who have passed the provincial examination and have good literary talent, otherwise they would not have spent a lot of money to enter Baihu Tower.

For a time, the white wall was covered with poetry, and the style of writing was erratic, maybe half an inch, or an inch, or two inches.

But no one can exceed three inches.

Qiu Tao glanced around, his eyes showed joy, he puffed up his chest, and he was extremely proud.

"Damn it!"

"This guy has chosen the right topic for his poem. He must have been thinking hard at home for a long time, just waiting for today!"

"It's over, it's over, does Miss Yueying really want to accompany this guy?!"

Several people around Ning You cursed in low voices, their voices full of envy, jealousy and hatred, especially Brother Chen, whose eyes were almost red.

I am afraid that my brother will suffer hardship, and I am also afraid that my brother will drive a Land Rover.

I originally wanted to take out three pieces of jade, take pity on my brother, and take him to drink a cup of tea, but failed after a while. We all have a companion when we cry together.

Unexpectedly, the brother hid poems behind his back, secretly surprised everyone, and wanted to betray the organization!

"Is there any brother who hasn't written a poem yet?! Go ahead and suppress this guy's limelight. When I think about Miss Yueying lying in this guy's arms, I feel aggrieved!"

Brother Chen shouted.

"I asked the question!"

"I asked the question too!"

"Hey, I'm not as skilled as others, so I can only drink tea. This Qianyang tea is also a spiritual tea after all. Drink more, otherwise you will lose three jade stones in vain."

"There are also some low-class girls in Baihu Tower, why don't we all come tonight?"

"No, no, I'll wait in the courtyard downstairs to eat chaff while Brother Qiu cuddles up to Yueniang upstairs. If he finds out, he'll laugh to death!"

"Hey, it's over. Brother Qiu will be proud for at least a year!"

Everyone sighed and looked depressed. Suddenly someone shouted: "Hey, Brother Geng, Brother Geng doesn't seem to have written a poem yet!"

For a moment, everyone looked at Ning You expectantly.

"Brother Geng, step forward quickly and suppress that guy's limelight!"

"Brother Geng is handsome and worthy of Miss Yueying. We won't be jealous. Please write a poem quickly, as long as it's not Brother Qiu!"

Everyone urged Ning You to compose a poem quickly.

Ning You did not refuse.

His purpose this time was to appear as a saint in front of people, convince them with his poems, and lead out the murderer of the student case.

However, he has not yet decided which poem to write is wrong and which one to copy.

After pondering for a while, Ning You said: "I lived in Bei County when I was young, and I saw the scenery along the fortress. Today I saw the first snowfall in Dongdu, and I got a poem. I wonder if I can write it?"

"It's a question, it's a question!"

"If there are good lines, so what if the poems are broken?"

"Brother Geng, write it down quickly to open our eyes!"

Qiu Tao was three inches ahead of him in literary style, but Geng Cang still dared to respond with incomplete poems, which showed that he was quite confident. For a while, all the students became interested.

Who doesn't like to watch the remaining blood kill?

Ning You smiled slightly and strode forward to the white wall.

As soon as his mind moved, cyan literary energy emerged from his fingertips, replacing the true energy. He used his fingers as a pen and wrote quickly:

"The north wind blows and the white grass on the ground is broken, and the sky is full of snow in August."

The first two sentences are ordinary and have no highlights, but as soon as the last two sentences come out, the green literary energy pours out like a tide, shining brightly, rising into the sky, as high as three feet!

"Suddenly, a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom."

In the small courtyard, everyone's faces were illuminated by green light, but no one said a word. They all stared blankly at the three-foot Wenqi who was as thick as a child's arm.

The art reaches three feet, a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation!

In the brothel hook bar, someone actually made a masterpiece that will last forever!

With such talent, why come to Piaochang?

"Suddenly a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom!"

"It's so exquisite to write about snow in spring, but it's so appropriate to read it. Snowflakes are like pears, hanging on the branches all night, so beautiful."

"It's over. It's going to snow in the future. When I open the window in the morning, I will definitely think of this poem!"

"A masterpiece handed down from generation to generation, it really is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation. Once this poem came out, I dare not write about snow again."

"Quickly, quickly, erase the poem I wrote. Once this poem is published, we will be recorded in the annals of history. If my poem is read by future generations, it will be over!"

"Rub together!"

For a moment, everyone had different expressions, but Qiu Tao slowly turned his head and stared at Ning You.

"Brother Geng!"

"It's such a masterpiece, why don't you save it for future questions? Miss Yueying won't run away. I'll go upstairs to enjoy myself first. Can't you come back tomorrow?"

Qiu Tao looked at Ning You and wanted to cry but had no tears.

If I don't come, I'm afraid you'll be gone tonight.

The girl upstairs here eats people without spitting out their bones.

Ning You sighed softly in his heart.

"I didn't expect that Brother Geng would be so talented. I am ashamed of myself, and I am ashamed of myself!"

"Brother Qiu, such a masterpiece, why don't you come back quickly? Tonight is Brother Geng's Spring Night."

"Miss Yueying will definitely invite Brother Geng upstairs tonight."
To be continued...