Tiandao betting shop

Chapter 79 Another Priceless Work
"Which grandson is calling me... ah, it turned out that it was Young Master Luo who arrived, and he greeted him from a distance!" He Yu greeted him.

Luo Qingyang was furious at first, and his face softened a little after He Yu changed his words, but he still asked in a cold voice: "Why did you bid with me just now? Could it be that you turned your head and ignored me? Yet?"

"What!" He Yu turned pale with shock, "It turns out that you were the one who called the price just now. I said whose voice is so cadenced and magnetic, it sounds like a god descending from the earth, so it is...Young Master Luo! "

Hearing such clean and refined flattery, Luo Qingyang couldn't stop the corners of his mouth from rising immediately, but he quickly realized that something was wrong, and quickly asked with a tense face: "So, you didn't know it was Ben The young master is bidding?"

"That's natural. If I knew, I, Zhao Ritian, would dare to bid with you, Young Master Luo. Isn't that the worm of rice grains also wants to compete with Haoyue?" He Yu looked terrified.

"Well... If that's the case, then those who don't know will not be guilty. Be careful next time!" Luo Qingyang waved his hand cruelly, turned and left.

boom!
When the door was closed, Luo Qingyang coughed lightly, and whispered to the person next to him: "Brother Li, what do you think I will be called 'Mr. Haoyue' from now on?"

The corner of the man's mouth twitched, but he still flattered: "Wonderful, wonderful!"

Sure enough, Zhao Ritian didn't jump out to make trouble again, but Luo Qingyang also paid a high price of [-] spirit stones to get the original work of "Song of Everlasting Regret" and Miss Qiuling's one-year use right.

After the bloody storm caused by "Song of Everlasting Regret" ended, Matchmaker walked onto the stage and was about to invite the next girl, but Sima Mufeng waved his hands disappointedly and said: "Is there any need to continue the competition? The winner has already been decided!"

Everyone was silent when they heard the words, yes, there is no suspense about today's oiran.

No, not only today, I'm afraid that in the years to come, with such a sky-high price of [-] spirit stones, it is impossible for them to appear again!
"This "Song of Everlasting Regret" is destined to be a swan song!" A Wen Qing said weepingly.

These words resonated with many Wenqing, and everyone had serious expressions.

No way, after seeing such poems, any poems in the future will be boring!

"I'm afraid that Mr. Li Dubai can write such a masterpiece of heaven and man in his lifetime. Maybe he has exhausted his efforts, his hair has turned gray, and he has even run out of fuel..." Mr. Fei Mo said in a deep voice.

As a result, everyone's expressions became more and more serious, which already seemed to be mourning.

The corner of He Yu's mouth in the box twitched. Although he was not Li Dubai in the strict sense, why did he still find it strange to see everyone mourning silently?
"But this flower fair has to continue!" The matchmaker said helplessly.

Seeing Hong Niang's insistence, Sima Mufeng could only wave his hands triumphantly, "Well, this old man was entrusted to come here, so naturally he has to do his duty, so let's continue."

The scene changed, the maids began to sprinkle flowers, and the next girl came onto the stage with her waist twisted.

"In the past, every time I watched Ziyan girl's acrobatics performance, I couldn't take my eyes off it, but this time, for some reason, I became less interested, and my mind was full of that 'everlasting and sometimes ending', I actually I suddenly want to find a dutiful girl to start a family, and taste the taste of love..."

"Yeah, even Miss Ziyan's split thigh... Hey, it's exposed..."

"What did you reveal?!" The dear brother who was still looking sad and wanted to start a family just now hastily stared round his eyes.

"...you missed it and can't see it now."

"Oh, it's a big loss this time!"

After Miss Ziyan finished her performance, except for some Wen Qing, the atmosphere at the scene finally warmed up.

Ziyan walked to the front of the stage, lightly opened her lips and said: "My slave, Ziyan, today I will give you a song of libretto, but I also need to say sorry to Mr. Zhu, this song is not the original song..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, and someone stopped the conversation?

Mr. Zhu stood up and said angrily: "Why, could it be that some people have seen Layman Li's poems shine, so they also come to learn from them? Haha, it's ridiculous. He thought I was someone Zhu, and said, Who is it, let's see if Zhu is not beaten to death—"

"What I want to sing is Mr. Li Dubai's lyrics." Zi Yan said in time.

"... Pretend I didn't say it!" Mr. Zhu took a deep breath, and sat back happily.

Li Dubai again?
Hearing these three words, everyone first looked at each other in blank dismay, and Fei Wenqing looked at Wen Qing, didn't you say that Li Dubai could also write a poem?
Wenqing are also a little dazed, this is not right!
"Confused!" At this time, Sima Mufeng, who came to his senses, slapped his thigh first, and said anxiously: "Why do you want to do this, everyone, Li? Just one "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" is enough to make a name in the poetry circle, so why bother? Just take some mediocre poems to make up the number?!"

Wen Qing, who had figured out the truth in their brains, suddenly came to their senses, and they all spoke in agreement.

"Yes, can his other works stand side by side with this "Song of Everlasting Sorrow"?"

"Too eager to gain fame, maybe you will fall instead..."

"Well, I guess everyone will only remember "Song of Everlasting Regret" in the future, and gradually forget about Li Dubai."

In the cognition of these Wenqing, this "Song of Everlasting Regret" must have taken a lifetime to write, absolutely, it must be, it cannot be not!
Otherwise, there is no way to explain why they can't write it...

In short, since Li Dubai, who must have been buried in the ground, has brought another poem, he just took the opportunity to criticize it and regain a little confidence.

Having figured it out, Mr. Zhu also stood up again, and said in disbelief: "As everyone said, the height of "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" is difficult for Zhu to reach, but if it's just about the lyrics, Zhu really wants to see it." How great is Mr. Li Dubai's masterpiece, read it!"

"The name of this word is "Magpie Bridge Immortal"!" Zi Yan waved his hand, and the music started immediately.

After she reported the name of the lyrics, she moved lightly and began to sing the lyrics on the stage:

"Xianyun is clever, flying stars spread hatred, and Yin Han is dark.

As soon as Jinfeng Yulu met, they won but countless on earth.

The tenderness is like water, and the good times are like dreams.

If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening. "

hiss!
Tianxiang Tower fell into silence for the eighth time tonight, only the sound of gasping for air.

Swish!
After the people nearby were shocked, they all looked at Mr. Zhu who was still standing.

"What are you looking at me for?" Mr. Zhu blushed, and sat back with stiff legs and feet, "Why don't you applaud quickly for such an amazing composition?!"

clap clap clap!
Under the leadership of Mr. Zhu, there was a burst of warm applause in Tianxiang Tower, especially the Wenqing who had sore cheeks drumming the most.

"How can it be day and night..." Sima Mufeng experienced the feeling of scalp numbness twice in his life, one time was this time, and the other time was less than half an hour ago.

He slumped on the ground and murmured: "Such an amazingly talented and beautiful person really came from heaven... Another priceless work, priceless!"

"A spirit stone!" The familiar voice sounded again, and everyone looked at the servant sweeping the floor again.

"Uh... Seeing that you didn't bid, I thought no one wanted it!" The servant touched his head resentfully.

Isn't this still unresponsive!

Everyone rolled their eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to this low-level ant who only wanted to pick up the leak. When he was about to bid, another voice came from Tianzi No. [-] box: "Twenty thousand spirit stones, I want this poem from Chen Huo!" Already!"

Chen Huo?

The Young Master of the Green Knife Sect?

Can't afford to provoke...

So Tianxiang Tower fell into silence for the ninth time.

Chen Huo was smiling complacently, and just as he was praising his wit of being preemptive, an unusually familiar and piercing shout sounded again: "Bah!"

"The [-] want to monopolize, have you asked Lao Tzu Xianyu to help Zhao Ritian?"

"Fifty thousand spirit stones, trash!"

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