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Chapter 256 Yan Song: Play!Are you kidding me? !

"One "Shui Tuo Ge Tou" and one "Nian Nujiao", I don't know if they can still catch the eyes of Brother Wei Zhong?"

Turning around, looking across the audience, Xu Xian asked the stunned Yan Song with a calm face.

Yan Song: "." mmp, this is not cultivating!Obviously these are poems that have never appeared in the previous life, how did Xu Xian make them?

Obviously I snatched his poems, and obviously I should show off, but he was trampled to nothing.

Why?Why can he make better poems now?
I am a reborn person. I, Yan Song, come back this time to become a saint and become an ancestor. I want to make up for the regrets of the past one by one, and trample all the enemies under my feet.

Why did it become like this?
Could it be that, once reborn, he is also doomed to become Xu Xian's foil?

Yan Song didn't believe it, he didn't believe that fate would be so unfair to him.

Fate gave him a chance to do it again, could it be possible to let him do it again, to re-experience the feeling of being stepped on again?

Thinking of this, Yan Song's eyes turned red.

Seeing that Xu Xian returned to his seat and poured himself another cup, Yan Song estimated in his heart that the time would not be too far away.

After a while, his old enemy will completely dissipate his soul in time, and everything about him will belong to him from now on.

Thinking about it, Yan Song felt more and more urgent.

Say no regrets, Yan Song has just been reborn, facing the first enemy, he can't step on the opponent just once.

Such a rebirth, how can you talk about being happy?
"One sentence in Chinese, 'I hope people will live a long time, and we will share the joys and sorrows of thousands of miles' can be described as full of sorrows in the world, but it is a pity that my brother is not as open-minded as the Chinese.

Hearing the song "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" in Chinese, I can't help but arouse my thoughts in my brother's heart. Thinking of my sweetheart, I can't help but compose a song, and I want to invite Chinese to continue tasting. "

After finishing speaking, Yan Song didn't care how Xu Xian responded, and read the poem again on his own.

"Last year on the first night of the Yuan Dynasty, the lights of the flower market were like daytime, and the willows were on the moon, and people made appointments after dusk."

As soon as the four sentences came out, many people in the hall couldn't help holding their breath.

The head of the willow on the moon, after dusk?
What a nice view!

While holding my breath, I looked at Yan Song with both eyes, waiting for him to read the follow-up. Although these four sentences are beautiful, people with some knowledge can understand that this poem is not complete.

then
"On the night of the Yuan Dynasty this year, the moon and the stars remain the same"

Huh?The person who was looking at Yan Song eagerly couldn't help being stunned, this... Yan Song hasn't spoken yet, so where did the voice come from?

wait wait wait
The person who felt that the voice was somewhat familiar subconsciously turned his gaze to Xu Xian.

Then, I saw Xu Xian's lips move slightly, and he spit out the remaining two sentences, "I don't see you from last year, and the sleeves of my spring shirt are full of tears."

"The awesome value from the Roaring Dog."

"From."

After reciting, Xu Xian turned to look at Yan Song.

"Brother Zhong, the first half of your poem coincides with a poem written by my younger brother during the Lantern Festival a few days ago.

The little brother couldn't hold back his itch for a while, and read out the second half of his clumsy work, making a fool of himself!Ugly!

Brother Weizhong, please continue your performance! "

Xu Xian was smiling, but in Yan Song's eyes, he was like a devil, full of jokes.

Yuan Ye Shi. Yuan Ye Shi. How could I be so stupid?Why didn't I think that this poem should obviously be composed in Yuan Ye?

How could I be so stupid as to take out this poem?

I didn't seem so stupid before!

Yan Song wished to give himself two big mouths, and wanted to pretend to be aggressive, but he didn't expect to pretend to be an idiot.

This... so embarrassing!
Just when Yan Song was embarrassed, Xu Xian stood up.

"Brother Weizhong, are you blaming my younger brother for interrupting your train of thought?
I couldn’t hold it back for a while, I’m really sorry, to express my apology to Brother Weizhong, here I also have poems with some poems about love, which happened to be in harmony with Brother Weizhong’s song "The Willow Tree Head under the Moon", so I took it out to show off and make everyone laugh Bar! "

Walking up to Yan Song, Xu Xian behaved modestly and politely.

then
The small characters on the red paper say that the business is flat, and the wild geese are in the clouds and the fish are in the water, so it's hard to express this feeling.

The setting sun is leaning against the west building alone, the distant mountain is just facing the curtain hook, the human face is unknown, and the green waves are still flowing eastward.

This is a poem expressing love and longing, but what does Brother Zhong think? "

Yan Song: "." Never heard of it!

"From."

"Where does Yongye throw people to change my heart, for your heart, I will remember each other deeply."

Xu Xian: "Brother Wei Zhong, what do you think?"

Yan Song: "." Never heard of it.

"From."

". The sky is not old, the love is endless, the heart is like two spider webs, with thousands of knots in it. The night is over, and the east window is not white and the moon is condensing."

Xu Xian: "Brother Wei Zhong, what do you think?"

Yan Song: "." Oh mmp!
"From."

".After the farewell, the memory meets each other, and the soul dream is the same as the king a few times."

Xu Xian: "Brother Wei Zhong?"

Yan Song: "." Please continue your performance.

"From."

".Linglong dice An Hongdou, if lovesickness knows."

Xu Xian: "But Brother Zhong?"

Yan Song: "." Read it, the more you read, the better, anyway, these will become mine.

Yan Song thought about it, anyway, when he wins the house, everything about Xu Xian is his own, the more ruthless he is now, the greater the benefit for him.

I was stupid before I thought about it. I was obviously trying to take Xu Xian away, but I still thought of suppressing Xu Xian in terms of talent and learning.

If he really suppressed it, wouldn't he be treated as a laughing stock when he became Xu Xian?
"I am the Jade Emperor."

"You were beaten by a monkey!"

"I am the ruler of the Three Realms!"

"You were beaten by a monkey!"

"One sneeze from me can kill you a hundred thousand times!"

"You were beaten by a monkey!"

Thinking of the conversation between Xu Xian and Jade Emperor back then, Yan Song suddenly felt that his previous behavior was really stupid.

If you really let yourself play well just now, won't you have a dark history when you become a saint and become an ancestor in the future?

"I am a sage of literature and Taoism."

"You were stepped on by Yan Song!"

"I am the fifth patriarch of Taoism!"

"You were stepped on by Yan Song!"

Shit, even though he is Yan Song, he still looks bad in face!

After thinking about this, Yan Song was no longer angry or uncomfortable. Seeing Xu Xian throwing out poems one by one, his heart was filled with joy.

mine!mine!These are mine!
"If you don't love lovesickness in your life, you will love it, and you will hurt lovesickness."

Xu Xian: "Brother Wei Zhong?"

The system prompts to continue to refresh the screen.

"From Roaring Dog"

Yan Song: "." No~
".The mountain has no edges, and the heaven and the earth are united, so you dare to break with the king."

Xu Xian: "Brother Wei Zhong?"

Yan Song: "." Stop~
System: "From."

"Who thinks that the west wind is cool alone, the yellow leaves are rustling and the windows are closed, the sun is meditating on the past, the spring sleeps heavily after being disturbed by wine, and the gambling and books fade away with the fragrance of tea. At that time, it was only ordinary."

Xu Xian: "Brother Weizhong, please give me an evaluation?"

Yan Song: "." Don't stop!

system
"If life is only as it was first seen, why is the autumn wind sadly drawing a fan, waiting for leisure to change but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable"

Xu Xian: "Brother Zhong is silent, do you think younger brother's poems are difficult to understand?"

Yan Song: "." I just quietly watched you pretend to be aggressive for me.

system
"... After many years, it should be a good day and a good time. Even if there are thousands of styles, who can I tell?"

Xu Xian: "Brother Wei Zhong, I have another song here, I believe you will like it!"

Hearing that Xu Xian was so confident, Yan Song also became interested.

Now, he no longer hates, is no longer angry, and is no longer aggrieved.

Anyway, Xu Xian was pretending for himself, anyway, after a while, there would be no such person as Xu Xian in this world.

Anyway, everything Xu Xian has done now, and all the fame he has gained, is his own.

Since Xu Xian is willing to make a wedding dress for himself, why should he not wear it?
so.
"Chinese, isn't there an amazing masterpiece?"

Xu Xian smiled humbly, "I don't dare to be a world-shattering masterpiece, my younger brother recited it, and I invite everyone present to appreciate it."

"The slender clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man travels secretly. Once the golden wind and the jade dew meet, they will win but there are countless people in the world."

As soon as the upper gate came out, Yan Song felt his breathing began to become short of breath.

This word. This word.
Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win but there are countless in the world, good words, good sentences!

In fact, he didn't know what was so good about it, but he felt that Xu Xian paid so much attention to it and specially emphasized this poem, then this poem was definitely better than the others.

This kind of thinking should have the same meaning as the kind of jokes that are common on the Internet, how do you say it?It seems to be - I can't tell you what's good about you, I just want to peek at you taking a shower!
Well, anyway, it's just a que, Yan Song thinks that Xu Xian's poem is good, very good, so good that people can't help but tighten their legs.

After a slight pause, he smiled at Yan Song, and Xu Xian continued to chant, "Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, bear with the magpie bridge and return to the road. If the two loves are long-lasting, the two loves are long-lasting."

Xu Xian's voice became weaker and weaker. In the end, it was almost inaudible.

"How? If the two feelings last for a long time, what about the last sentence?"

Just hearing the climax, even with Yan Song's IQ, he can feel that the last two sentences are the finishing touch.

However, looking at Xu Xian's appearance, it is obvious that the seven-star broken soul is emanating, and the soul is about to disappear.

Seeing this, Yan Song is in such a hurry, you must not die, if you want to die, wait until you finish reading the last line of the poem before you die!
It seemed that he heard Yan Song's heartfelt voice, and Yan Song's inquiry had an effect. Hearing Yan Song's words, Xu Xian's voice became a little clearer, "If the two feelings last for a long time, and... again... Plop!"

The word "again" was read twice, and before the last sentence came out, Xu Xian's body softened and he fell to the ground.

But at the last moment, Xu Xian heard a system prompt.

"Based on the host's poison intake, the host should die."

Hearing the prompt from the system, Xu Xian obediently fell to the ground with a plop in order to allow Yan Song's subsequent plan to 'go smoothly'.

Fall. Fall?

Seeing Xu Xian fell to the ground, Yan Song was stunned!

This... This damn fell down?

Falling down when the last sentence is not finished?

play!

Are you kidding me? !

You fell!what should I do?
You left such a classic fragment of a poem, after inheriting your identity, people asked, how should I type it?
At this moment, Yan Song felt like fate had played another joke on himself.

I just figured it out, Xu Xian was making a wedding dress for himself, but in the end, the wedding dress was [-]% and [-].

This wedding dress is not complete, it just missed the crotch part.

You said, is he wearing it or not?

Yan Song wanted to cry, really wanted to cry.

At this moment, I can only hope that after seizing the house, I can inherit a little more of Xu Xian's poetic talent, it is best to inherit the memory completely, and complete this poem!
(End of this chapter)