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

Mingyue Ancient Square.

When Sikong Nanqin's voice sounded, all of them were completely quiet.

One of the four beauties of Zhongzhou, the named surname is to allow Lu Changsheng to write poetry.

All of a sudden, everyone was curious about what kind of poems Lu Changsheng could make.

Yesterday's determination for the world has shocked the world, but today everyone is more looking forward to it.

But there shouldn't be any big vision for the poems of love and love?

Well, it should be!

Everyone thought so.

Among the ancient squares.

Lu Changsheng pondered for a long time.

The main reason is that the propositional composition is not easy to write.

If you don’t make a proposition, it’s enough to be a pretty lady and a gentleman.

Why do you have to make a proposition?

Adore?miss?

Lu Changsheng pondered.

After a while, he thought of an ancient poem that he saw when he read a book.

At the moment, Lu Changsheng spoke slowly.

"It's a long-term thing, and the quasi-prepared period is wrong. Some people have been jealous of Momei."

"Thousands of gold buy the same as the Fu, who will complain about it."

"Jun Mowu. If you don't see him, Yuhuan Feiyan is all dust."

"Xiangyou is the most bitter. Take a break to lean against the dangerous building, the setting sun is on, and the willow is broken.

Lu Changsheng spoke slowly.

This is a poem by Xin Qiji.

Among them, Xiangrufu refers to Sima Xiangru.

The general meaning is that Gillian in the Longmen Palace, looking forward to being called again, but agreed to Jiaqi, but repeatedly delayed.

It’s strange that it’s too beautiful to be jealous. Even though it costs a lot of money, it buys Si Kongxiangru’s name, but this one is full of emotions, to whom.

She admired Liu Che, the emperor of Hanwu, but she dared not tell him.

However, in the fairy world, there is no Sikong Xiangru, Han Wudi Liu Che, nor Feiyan Yuhuan, and there is no Gillian guarding the Longmen Palace.

But even so, this poem is still beautiful.

And at this moment.

Among the Mingyue Ancient Square.

The vision appeared.

In the lobby, an illusory palace appeared, a beautiful woman, holding a poem in her hand, she waited for the loved one with affectionately, in the Longmen Palace, quiet, lonely, and there seemed to be lifeless.

In addition to this beautiful woman, everything, there is unspeakable loneliness and loneliness.

Her eyes are full of love.

She admired Emperor Hanwu, but she dared not tell him.

"Thousands of gold buy the same as the fu, who will complain about it."

Soon, these visions disappeared.

Everyone could not help but indulge in poetry.

Everyone saw Gillian in the Longmen Palace, and everyone felt Gillian's love.

"Good! Good poem!"

"It is indeed Brother Lu, this level is simply much stronger than me."

"Although I didn't understand the meaning of this poem, but after seeing the vision of Fang Cai, I probably understood."

"Brother Lu is worthy of being a contemporary literary sage!"

"But it's not right, Brother Lu. The topic of Fairy Nanqin is, love and miss. Doesn't you seem to have a question?"

Some people are curious. Although they know that Lu Changsheng's poems are very good, the problem is that they should not be asked.

But at this moment, a voice rang.

"What do you know, Brother Lu's poem was written for the Linglong saint, isn't the subject of the saint just love and dare?"

Someone spoke and awakened the dreamer.

In an instant, everyone was stunned.

Apparently, Nanqin Fairy invited Lu Changsheng to write poetry, but Lu Changsheng actually wrote poetry to Linglong Saint.

This operation... is a holy hand of love.

The struggle between women is extremely terrifying. Maybe whoever you pour a glass of water first will become a fuse.

Sikong Nanqin took the initiative to invite Lu Changsheng to write poetry, but Lu Changsheng first wrote a poem for Saint Lingling. What does this mean?

In the woman's heart, this means that the Linglong Saint is better than Sikong Nanqin in his heart.

Sikong Nanqin can't be angry, he can only be jealous.

You are angry, don't you lose face?

This trick is simply sublime.

hiss!

Ziqing Shengzi was the most shocking. At the same time, before he recalled, Brother Lu did not understand women. For a moment, Ziqing Shengzi could not help being silent.

It is not Lu Changsheng who really does not understand women, but himself.

Among the tall buildings and elegant rooms.

After the Linglong saint listened to Lu Changsheng's poems.

I was slightly surprised.

Si Kong Nanqin took the initiative to meet Lu Changsheng to write a poem. To be honest, she was inexplicably a bit unhappy.

But after Lu Changsheng wrote this poem, the Linglong Saint didn't know why, and she felt extremely happy.

However, she did not know that, ruthlessly, at this moment, emotions appeared.

"Sister Yunrou, don't know this poem, can you be satisfied?"

Lu Changsheng chuckled.

To be honest, he doesn't know Sikong Nanqin or Sikong Nanqin at all. If the two women are fighting, Lu Changsheng will naturally choose someone to help him know.

What if Sikong Nanqin is so beautiful?

I don't eat soft rice.

Do you want to write poetry?

Are you teaching me to do things?

"This poem, Shimei likes it very much." Linglong Saint said, listening to the voice inexplicably, a little bit shy.

hiss!

In an instant, the monks up and down in Gufang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of air.

"Don't breathe, I can't breathe." Wang Fugui was a bit obese because of his practice, so he couldn't breathe a little.

Everyone was silent, and soon a voice of resentment sounded.

"Brother Lu, write a poem for others, after all, I am your admirer."

Sikong Nanqin's voice was a little saucy, which caused countless monks to look embarrassed.

Although Lu Changsheng first wrote poems to the Linglong Saint, she would not deliberately damage Si Kongnan's face.

After all, if you really provoke a woman, the consequences are terrible.

All in all, women are not easy to provoke, once they provoke, they must be hard-hearted, even if the hot hands destroy the flowers, they cannot harm themselves.

cough!

A little cough, Lu Changsheng almost thought of the second poem.

"To persuade Jun not to cherish the gold thread clothing, but to persuade him to take his youth."

"There are flowers that can be folded straight and must be folded.

"The blue sky and the moon are like candles, and the dewdrop pear flowers are white as jade."

"Zi Gu sang to the night, and the beauty was alone in the vacant room."

Lu Changsheng said, this is Bai Juyi's masterpiece.

The original text is very long. With the literary culture of this group of people, Lu Changsheng felt that instead of understanding it, they took the beginning.

The rough meaning of this poem is that you should not have a good time.

If you love, don't miss it.

The flowers can be folded straight and must be folded.

Well, very neat.

Alas, propositional poems are so troublesome that basically all the ink in the belly has been emptied.

In the future, it is still rare to attend this kind of party, after all, I still have to save it to the fairy world.

What if the monks in the fairy world have a high literary cultivation?

Without hiding some private goods, how can you pretend to beep?

At this moment, Lu Changsheng finally understood why elders always let themselves read more books when they were young.

Sure enough, reading can change fate.

The educated people, seeing the beautiful scenery, came across a green hill on both sides of the strait, and came alone into the sun.

Seeing the snow scene, here comes a song, it should be Tian Xian drunk, shattered the white clouds.

Can you pretend to beep?

How can this be out of context?

If you don’t read some books, you can see the snow scene. This snow is so beautiful, beautiful, and beautiful!

If there is no more culture, it is lying trough.

Uh?

Why don't you blow it?

What are you doing?

Have you finished your poems?Why didn't you blow it?

Suddenly, Lu Changsheng noticed that the surroundings were quiet and no one was blowing.

But at the next moment, Lu Changsheng knew why.

Above the escalator.

A stunning Tsing Yi woman appeared in everyone's eyes.

Sikong Nanqin appeared.

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Cough, in consultation with the moderator, did a book review area activity.

[The First Story Story Contest]-[The First Character Autobiography Contest]

The request will be published in the book review area. The first prize is 500, the second is 400, and so on, five places!QQ reading and starting point are both bilateral, so a total of ten people will win the prize.

Friends with literacy can give it a try!Don't say that my literary skills are poor, I think Wang Fugui's poems are indeed not bad!