I’m the MC, Why Do I Suck at Cultivation

Looking at the gang of sons like licking dogs, Lu Changsheng finally knew why Zhongzhou would fall.

Look at the monks in the eastern soil, one by one.

Look at you again, this is simply!

Ugh!

Lu Changsheng hated that iron could not become steel.

It was just at this time that Wang Xuanji, who was not far away, came back from meditation and heard that Lu Changsheng was coming, and now he could not help looking around, and soon after seeing Lu Changsheng, Wang Xuanji came quickly.

"Brother Lu! You are here, quickly, let go of it a little bit, don't affect Brother Lu to breathe fresh air."

Wang Xuanji seemed excited.

"Brother Lu, you are here too."

Li Rulong also came over, full of smiles.

"Brother Lu has met." Zhang Yuanru also ran over to see Lu Changsheng, and he respected him directly.

"Emperor Master! Emperor Master! After a few months, I finally saw it again. I won’t say anything at all. I would like to wish Emperor Master here, the spirit of Longma, the joy and joy, the knots together, Sanyang Kaitai , Double Happiness is close to the door, Blessing is like the East China Sea, Shoubi Nanshan, Love is better than Jinjian, good luck, the stars are brilliant, happy, full moon, icing on the cake, charity in the snow, good fortune, Hongxing Erke!"

Qian Yiyuan didn't know where it came from, it was a series of blessings when he met.

Many people were ignorant when it was said.

You can’t even speak?

Icing on the cake can understand, what does it mean to send charcoal in the snow?

However, for other people's incomprehension, Lu Changsheng knows Qian Yiyuan very well and is also very curious. What happened to him when he was a kid could make him do this.

"Did your sister not come?"

Lu Changsheng asked curiously.

"No, she went to war."

Qian Yiyuan shook his head and replied.

"Go to war?"

"Yeah, she said that she was boring in the emperor and could not bully others, so she went to the frontier to fight and bullied others. Emperor Master, you don't have to worry about her, she won't lose money."

Qian Yiyuan said with a smile.

Lu Changsheng could not help but have the illusion that the Daqian dynasty asked for pills.

But at this moment, Ziqing Shengzi spoke immediately.

"What's the situation now? I specially invited Brother Lu to come and give glory to our men."

Ziqing Shengzi said.

"What? Glorious for the men's football? I can't do it."

Lu Changsheng got a little wrong.

"No, give me glory for the male training, Brother Lu, what is the men's football?"

Ziqing Shengzi was a little embarrassed.

"Oh, male repair." Lu Changsheng was relieved, mainly because Ziqing Shengzi spoke a little bit faster, so he was a little wrong.

"Tian Xiangzong's Sikong Nanqin has already prepared the topic. The one on the left is Sikong Nanqin's plan, but until now, no one can make Nanqin Fairy nod, and the subject of Linglong Saint has some similarities Of course, until now, no one has written a poem that satisfies the saint."

Wang Xuanji said, saying so.

"Love, love, and such things, I really don't understand it, Brother Lu, we will depend on you now."

Shumen Shengzi said seriously.

It is not just him, many people look at Lu Changsheng, looking forward with expectation.

And Lu Changsheng could not help frowning.

He did read a few years, but the problem is that there are really not many poems about love.

However, Wang Fugui on the side, after reading the poems, couldn't help thinking for a while, and then slowly said: "In fact, I don't hide everyone, I have a little research on poems."

With this remark, everyone was curious now.

"Oh, this is?"

"Brother Lu's friend, Brother Wang." Ziqing Shengzi explained.

Everyone nodded again and again. Since Lu Changsheng's friend, it is naturally not a waiter.

"Brother Wang has some talents, you can try it, anyway, try it without money, I have tried it again, but unfortunately the poems are generally not recognized by the fairy."

Wang Xuanji said, saying so.

And Wang Fugui heard the crowd saying this, he couldn't help but feel more relieved.

"Since that's the case, then I will ugly.

Wang Fugui spoke.

Everyone looked forward to it.

Only Lu Changsheng seemed a little silent.

Wang Fugui's song, Red Boat, Jinling Tour, Classical Poems of Boats and Fishes, he still has a long history in mind.

But fortunately, let Wang Fugui make a fortune, so that he can set off himself.

Very good, very good, very good!

"Since the subject of love and miss, Wang Moucai improvised a poem."

"The talented person loves the beautiful woman, the mother-in-law is snobbish, the gift is sixty-six thousand, and there are no more missing items!

Wang Fugui opened his mouth and talked with emotion, and at the end, he left two lines of tears.

But the scene calmed down instantly.

The whole hall was suddenly silent.

Wang Fugui has some guilty conscience.

"it is good!"

After a while, someone spoke, it was Wang Xuanji's voice, he looked calm, and the first one applauded.

"This poem is a bit ordinary at first glance, but you can listen carefully but it feels right."

Li Rulong also complimented the opening.

"I seemed to see a pair of people in love, a man who loves a woman intentionally, but unfortunately encountered a powerful mother-in-law, in order to break up the two, proposed a high price gift, and eventually caused the two people in love, unable to be together, woo woo, I Cried!"

"I cry too!"

"This is the poem, the poem that is appropriate for life, a few words, but it can describe such a touching story, okay, okay!"

"I also cried. I don't think my buddy cried. I cried her."

"Good, good, good!"

"One more song! Quick, another one!"

"It is worthy of the person who is beside Brother Lu. It is simply talented and tall!"

"Following Brother Lu, pigs are talented, not to mention people! Brother Wang, talented."

In the ancient square, the sound of appreciation sounded, which suffocated Lu Changsheng.

Are you really playing?

Dear friends, how much is a good comment?Can you make money together?Don't leave me alone.

Lu Changsheng was embarrassed. Although he knew that Wang Fugui's poems were poor, did he expect to refresh himself again?

Lu Changsheng doubted his life. Does he feel that there is anything worse in this world?

Hearing everyone's appreciation, Wang Fugui couldn't help but get more excited.

"Since that is the case, then give the second ugly."

"Cough!"

Wang Fugui also specially adjusted his emotions.

Then he said.

"Since the second song is love and dare, then I will ugly again."

"There are beautiful women in the north."

Wang Fugui spoke.

Hey, not to mention, the first sentence is finally a bit inky.

Lu Changsheng was a little curious.

Subsequently, Wang Fugui continued to speak.

"There are beautiful women in the north, they look really good, I really want to take home, but I dare not!"

Ugh!

Speaking of which, Wang Fugui sighed deeply. There was indescribable loneliness and loneliness in his eyes.

hiss!

Lu Changsheng withdrew that sentence just now.

There is really a worse poem than the first one.

This meow.

Yun is the poet Zhang Cannon?

In Mingyue Ancient Square, Lu Changsheng was completely dumbfounded.

What kind of poem is this demon that can only be made?

What kind of demons and ghosts are people who can make such poems?

This is no longer illiterate or illiterate, is this intellectually disabled?

But what makes Lu Changsheng shock again is.

At this moment, it was full of uproar again.

"Good poem! Good poem!"

"Although there are some vulgar, but it comes from the heart, good, good, really good."

"This poem, I said the idea of ​​waiting, I really want to take home, but I dare not."

"Yeah, although there are some vulgar, but the ancients say, Daya is both vulgar, and great vulgar is both great! Both elegant and vulgar, and elegant and vulgar together! Hahahaha!"

"This poem reminds me of the monks I haven't seen so far."

"This poem reminds me of my childhood hometown."

"Don't say that, this poem reminds me of that unforgettable summer, when Azhen fell in love with Aqiang."

"I lost it, fellow Taoists, is it too much? How much have you received?"

"Okay, okay, okay, so good and elegant."

"Although I think this poem is so-so, you guys say yes, then I say yes!"

Full of cheers.

It made Lu Changsheng feel uncomfortable.

He was not uncomfortable because of poor poetry.

It's this group of people who don’t have money to earn and eat alone.

At this moment, Lu Changsheng wanted to ask Wang Fugui a word.

How much is a good review, I only charge half!

However, at this moment, a very pleasant voice suddenly sounded.

"I heard that Master Daomen, Lu Changsheng, is here, but also hope that Master, can I draw up a topic and write a poem?"

The sound rang, it was Sikong Nanqin's voice.

At this moment, the Gufang was quiet.