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Chapter 90: Gift of Words

"what is going on?"

"Why is the ranking of "Lovesickness II" still improving!?"

"With Lu Wenliang's words and so many critical articles that are both positive and negative, Taibai's reputation will definitely be damaged."

Some people are puzzled and keep looking at "Two Poems on Lovesickness" which is on the list of literary saints and whose reputation is still rising.

Such a strange thing has left many people scratching their heads.

Not only the three major academies but also the Imperial Academy and the entire literary world of the Jin Dynasty felt incredible.

With such a big controversy, it is no exaggeration for Taibai to become famous again.

But this time, no more than in January, there were almost no doubts about "Ascend the Ninth Tower", and most people praised it.

However, there are many negative voices in "Two Songs of Lovesickness", which will cause a huge blow to Literary Saint Bang's reputation.

However, Taibai's poem not only remained unaffected, but also had an increasingly terrifying tendency to improve.

"Now I wonder if Taibai is the reincarnation of a saint, protected by the fate of the human race, so he can break into the top five?"

"Are you kidding? At the beginning of this month, more than a dozen masters took action, and so many masters were provoked?"

"Poetry about the love between men and women is difficult to express in a refined way. How can it have such a big impact?"



Everyone struggled to find a reason, but when the news spread, everyone was dumbfounded.

"Yes...it's because of "Babble"."

""Babble"!? How could a storybook have such a big impact on the list of literary saints?"

"It's true, almost every woman in the county has a copy of it. They buy "Ballam" not for the storybook, but for the two poems in it."

"..."

Everyone knows those two lines of Taibai's poems.

""Babble" is the most perfect review of "Two Songs of Lovesickness".

"After reading "Babble", I have a deeper understanding of "Two Lovesickness Songs" and I feel more deeply about the last two sentences."

"It's really crazy. Isn't "Two Songs of Lovesickness" a soundtrack for "Bad Words"?"

"Who knows? Even Cong Bookstore doesn't know why this happens, but due to the influence of Taibai, the sales volume of "Babble" is very good."



Who would have thought that a love poem and a storybook would form such an unexpected synergy.

"So women played a crucial role in the fame of "Lovesickness II"?"

"It can be said that not only ladies and daughters of wealthy families, but ordinary people also talk about these two lines, and even ask people to excerpt the poems."

"..."

On the afternoon of the second day of March,

"Two Songs of Lovesickness" climbed to the third place with a jaw-dropping rising speed.

When Li Changan came to the ninth floor, classmates kept congratulating him.

Although the crusade for rankings in the fifth grade of junior high school has not yet come, and the current ranking is not the final result, the current ranking alone has exceeded many people's imagination.

Annan even took out a piece of calligraphy, on which were copied the last two lines of the poem.

"Brother Li, what do you think of this calligraphy?" Annan blinked at Li Changan, which frightened Li Changan.

"Brother An, don't be like this, I really can't bear it."

Li Changan subconsciously leaned back.

It is already very difficult for him to resist the charm of this face. Now it is blinking and discharged. Who can bear it?

Unexpectedly, Annan did not tease Li Changan any more, "This is what Miss Caiyi wrote, how about it?"

Li Chang'an calmed down and then gave a thumbs up, "I didn't expect that Miss Caiyi is both talented and beautiful. This word has quite a bit of skill."

Annan glanced at Li Changan and said, "Come on, there's no need to praise me like this, it's just an apprentice level...Brother Li, do you want to give me a calligraphy treasure?"

"Brother An is out of town, just say whatever you want to write." Li Changan said with a smile.

An Nan pursed his lips toward the rice paper in his hand and raised his slightly tilted chin, "Just these two sentences."

Li Changan nodded, "Okay, write now?"

"Write now." Annan nodded, "Let me see how good our Tangtang Taibai's calligraphy is."

As he spoke, Annan took out a piece of high-quality rice paper, spread it out, and then polished it himself.

Many academy students gathered around.

Taibai's reputation has skyrocketed, and everyone wants to see what Taibai's calligraphy looks like.

After all, this is written by Taibai himself, and the meaning is completely different from the poems excerpted from outside.

"Everyone looks at me like this, I really can't do anything." Li Changan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Zhou Ziyu also came over and shouted, "Everyone, please disperse first and we will watch later."

The eighth-grade martial artist's physique was indeed something to be reckoned with, and he was quickly squeezed out of a passage.

Li Changan picked up his pen and dipped it in ink.

After the first stroke was made, many people who studied calligraphy changed their expressions.

This kind of freehand relaxation is definitely not something that an apprentice can have.

At least it's at the craftsman level.

He looks like someone who has been immersed in calligraphy for more than ten years.

Taibai's poetry is so outstanding, should his calligraphy also be superior to his peers?

Li Changan continued to write, and all the academy students who saw Li Changan writing were shocked.

Completed in one go, flowing like clouds and flowing water.

The two characters "knowledge" actually use different brushwork, but they are both extremely elegant and smooth, which does not destroy the beauty of the whole character at all, but adds a sense of agility.

Li Changan also wrote on the left side "Taibai Book on the Ninth Tower of Zhushan on the Second Day of March in the Thirteenth Year of Shengchang".

After writing the last word, Li Changan stretched out his left palm, and the ninth-grade Kaiqiao writing instrument fell onto the rice paper like a substance, leaving his own dragon-shaped pattern.

At this time, Area C on the first floor was already crowded with people. Everyone opened their mouths, but could not make a sound.

The ink stick in Annan's hand fell into the inkstone, and he didn't care at all. A pair of beautiful willow eyes stared at the rice paper in front of Li Changan.

Even Zhou Ziyu, who had always called himself a martial artist, blinked hard.

This painting made him feel an inexplicable artistic conception, as if he was in a vast sky, riding the wind and feeling free.

No... not a craftsman!

Definitely a master calligraphy!

Only a master of calligraphy can make the written words have artistic conception.

Li Changan put away his writing paper, put down his pen, and breathed a sigh of relief.

With just this one calligraphy, nearly 10% of the literary energy accumulated in the literary palace was consumed.

Even though I was not in a state of trance when I was writing "Shang Xie", I actually consumed so much literary energy.

Fortunately, the poetry stars in the Literary Palace will continuously provide literary energy, but it will take at least two days to fully recover.

"Brother An? Brother Zhou? Brother Yang?..." Only then did Li Changan realize that everyone was in a daze, and he couldn't help but say.

Annan reacted immediately and pressed it on the table. The writing instrument in his palm quickly rotated, and then layers of writing energy fell on the rice paper to prevent damage to the rice paper.

Everyone onlookers also came to their senses, and all of them stared at Li Changan with burning eyes, as if they were seeing the fat hungry wolf, and their eyes seemed to be red.

"Brother Li, can you also write a calligraphy for me?" Zhou Ziyu stopped everyone who was eager to try, and then looked at Li Changan eagerly,

"You can choose the oiran of the Jiaofang Si, ten days... no, half a month!"

“I’ve got it all covered!”


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