Longing for the life of the salted fish male god

There is no need for Huang Huan to say more, Bai Chen almost guessed what he meant, it was nothing more than some articles or poems or something.

This thing, Bai Chen is very good at, after all, only Bai Chen can have a system in this world, no matter what lyrics or poems, Bai Chen feels that he is not a problem.

“In this way, we won’t test you alone, how about we make two poems and use the sunrise as the theme?” Huang Huan said with a smile, looking a little eager to try.

“This is good, Teacher Huang, I approve!” He Ye was the first to say: “Don’t be nervous, this is actually very simple, play oil poetry, just play.”

Although He Ye said so, but Xu Zheng and Song Zuer’s faces turned white all of a sudden, Song Zuer is actually fine, but Xu Zheng can’t, you let him say two classic lines are okay, isn’t it killing him to compose poetry?

Everyone also knows that this is a live broadcast, basically there is no possibility of refusal, for the sake of their own image, for the smooth live broadcast of the program, how to say that you have to hold out a poem.

Xu Zheng was the most reluctant to this, and he dug out his mind to come up with a poem, and Huang Huan named Xu Zheng to be the first to come, which made Xu Zheng a little embarrassed.

“Haha, Director Xu, come on, don’t be shy.” He Ye smiled and said.

“Yes, yes, Director Xu, let’s listen to two sentences.” Song Zuer saw that the lively did not dislike the big thing, and also casually echoed.

Xu Zheng had no choice, so he had to blush and read two sentences.

“It’s a big ball, slowly get up, see the sun from afar, flash blind up close.”

“Hahaha…”

“Literary genius!!”

“Laugh at me Director Xu, I’m afraid you secretly went to tutoring.” Why are you so good? He Ye was the first to laugh.

“Ahem, that, isn’t it just a poem, why can’t I count this as a poem?” Xu Zheng forcibly explained a wave to himself, but he was still complained by the audience watching the live broadcast.

“Director Xu is really the number one literary hero in our entertainment industry, this oil poem, gee, I’ll go to the toilet first to vomit…”

“Don’t mind, Xu Zheng’s poem is quite interesting, it is the sun from afar, and it looks close? Isn’t it blinding to see the sun up close? ”

“6666……”

“Ahem, what, let’s come one by one, don’t mind, regardless of the quality of the poems, just have fun.” Huang Huan smiled, and he opened his mouth and made a poem, although it was not good, but it was much stronger than the poem directed by Xu Zhengda.

Everyone composed poems one after another, which was not good, mainly for fun, but counting it, the most popular poetry directed by Xu Zhengda was the most funny.

In a blink of an eye, it was the turn of the last person, Bai Chen, Li Muya knew that Bai’s novel was called “Norwegian Forest”, so he had great hopes for Bai Chen, and he didn’t know that Bai could write poetry?

Usually Bai Chen talks about gentle and elegant, so Huang Huan and He Ye are also more optimistic about Bai Chen, and put Bai Chen last, if Bai Chen is like them, make a random song, then wouldn’t it be to laugh to death the audience friends?

People will also say that the three in the mushroom house, who look very handsome, are actually all mallets, and they can’t even do a poem.

For the sake of the noodles of the mushroom house, the appearance is responsible, of course, Bai Chen can’t casually perfunctory the past.

After thinking about it, under the gaze of everyone and audience friends, Bai Chen slowly stood up and glanced at the farmland under the mountain, there were already many locals in the farmland who began to be busy, and then Bai Chen looked up at the sun that had climbed up, and finally spoke.

“Yang Liu Qingqingjiang level, heard the sound of Langjiang stepping on the singing.

Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is clear but sunny. ”

Everyone: “…”

Seeing the stunned look of the others, Bai Chen scratched his head, coughed twice, and couldn’t help but ask: “Teacher Huang, Teacher He, what’s wrong?” Can’t I do this poem? ”

Huang Huan looked like a ghost, directly stood up and pulled Bai Chen around twice, carefully looked at Bai Chen a few times, and Bai Chen’s heart was hairy when he saw it, only to hear Huang Huan say in surprise.

“High! It’s really high! Xiaochen, you won’t be possessed by Shixian, right? ”

Bai Chen smiled and said, “Teacher Huang, what are you kidding, we are a modern society, and we still make such superstitions?” I just said it casually, but I didn’t expect it to be quite good. ”

“It’s not bad. Xiaochen, this poem of yours is simply a heavenly sound! He Ye also shook his head again and again and said to Bai Chen: “It’s really more popular than people, director Xu Zheng, what do you think?”

Xu Zheng: “I… What do I think? I look at a fart ah, this Baichen is simply a monster, open his mouth to a poem that is so neat, unscientific, too unscientific! ”

However, Li Muya was full of confidence in Bai Chen, and couldn’t help but complain about Xu Zheng and said: “Director Xu Zheng, you can do it, I see Bai Chen’s little brother is so powerful, you just excuse yourself, hee, and look at the sun from afar, and flash blind up close, hahaha…”

Xu Zheng: “…”

“No, I have to quickly write down your poem, no, Xiaochen, I have to write it after I go back, and then you have to sign it for me!” Xu Zheng touched his bald head and finally knew what he had to say.

“Yes, yes, I want to sign too!” Li Muya hurriedly said, lest Xu Zheng get it alone.

“Although I don’t know much about poetry, Bai Chen’s little brother’s poem is simply… It is simply a direct dominance of the literary world. Zhao Liying also said: “After I go back, I can share it with my little sister, hee, the great writer Bai Chen, I love you to death!”

“No hurry, Xiaochen, do you have a name for this poem?” Huang Huan was more rational and quickly asked Bai Chen, it is estimated that many audience friends are also waiting for Bai Chen’s answer.

Bai Chen sighed slightly, nodded and said to Huang Huan: “Actually, I haven’t thought of a name, but our main task today is to dig bamboo shoots and fish, just because we are in this mountain, let’s call it bamboo branch words, what do you think?”

“Bamboo branch words, bamboo branch words, good names…” said Huang Huan silently.

“It’s sunrise in the east, and the farmland under the mountains in the west has already begun to work, and the paddy fields are not as busy as it is raining.” He Ye analyzed it and said.

“Yes, yes, the Tao is clear but sunny… Wonderful, this last sentence is simply the finishing touch! Huang Huan couldn’t help but sigh.

Even the water army who have always liked to spit on Bai Chen suddenly became silent in the barrage, and before they were still frantically spitting and silent, but at this time, they couldn’t say a word.

At this level, no matter where Bai Chen goes or where he works, he is not comparable to keyboard warriors like them. _

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