"He is Li Fan?" The thin man and others couldn't believe it.
However, it seems that only Li Fan could write such a poem. Coupled with Cui Ming's affirmation before him, the thin and tall men and others finally believed it, a fact that they couldn't believe.
Suddenly, the tall thin man and others all laughed again. Cui Ming felt strange and asked why he laughed suddenly?
The thin and tall man said: "Just now there was a'Brother Yan' who thought he was a little talented in poetry, and he bluntly said that Mr. Li Fan didn't understand poems and didn't know what his expression would be after he knew the truth?"
After that, just when Cui Ming was still a little confused about the situation, the thin and tall man turned in the direction of Yan Yunqiu and others, and said loudly: "I said, Brother Yan, have you recovered? What happened to the poem just now? How is it?"
Yan Yunqiu and others have already recovered some of their gaze from the shock. They heard the questioning of the thin and tall man, the expressions on their faces were a little weird and complicated.
Yan Yunqiu coldly snorted: "That poem is indeed good, but that poem is definitely not made by you. What are you proud of?"
The thin tall man chuckled and said, "Brother Yan is wrong. That poem was indeed written by one of us."
Yan Yunqiu looked at the thin and tall man, smiled disdainfully, and said, "Do you think we will believe it if we say this? A joke."
The thin and tall man was not angry, but said very enthusiastically: "Come here, Brother Yan, please come and take a look, and other friends also invite him to take a look."
Yan Yunqiu and the people around him looked at each other a few times and nodded to each other. Yan Yunqiu hummed, "One look, one look. We want to see what you guys are doing?"
After speaking, Yan Yunqiu and the twenty-odd people from Yayun Poetry Club all walked towards the thin and tall man.
The tall thin man and the others laughed and brought Yan Yunqiu and others to the big rock.
There is no need for the tall, thin man and others to speak, Yan Yunqiu and others have already seen the poem on the rock, which is the poem they just heard.
"It turns out that the name of the poem was "Wang Yue"." This was the first thought of Yan Yunqiu and others.
Then, Yan Yunqiu sneered and said, "Since it is a poem on this rock, it is even more unlikely that you have done it. What do you mean by asking us to come over?"
The thin tall man chuckled and said, "Brother Yan has misunderstood. This poem is not an old poem, but someone from our side wrote it not long ago."
Yan Yunqiu and the others suffocated, and soon laughed again. Yan Yunqiu said, "Are you an idiot? Why don't you say that this rock was just placed here by you?"
The thin and tall man shook his head and said, "Is Brother Yan an idiot? We don't know, but Brother Yan did something like an idiot."
Yan Yunqiu was angry and was about to get angry. Suddenly he sneered and said: "Since you keep saying that this poem is made by someone on your side, then I don't know which expert it is? Can you dare to come out and talk with me? I will compare another poem to the point?"
The thin and tall man still shook his head and said: "It's a pity that he has already gone, and I don't think Brother Yan is qualified to compete with him. However," the thin and tall man continued with a smile, "Brother Yan sees. Had him. Not only did I meet him, but Brother Yan also said that he doesn't understand poetry. Oh, and also, Brother Yan is still very self-reliant and wants to meet someone else's girlfriend."
Yan Yunqiu's face blushed. He naturally knew who the thin and tall man was talking about. Then he said angrily: "Where did I know that she had a boyfriend? What's wrong with pursuing a beautiful woman? Besides, you said he wrote this poem. Don’t you be afraid to laugh off people’s big teeth."
The thin and tall man sighed and said, "Brother Yan, don't you ask who he is?"
Yan Yunqiu coldly snorted: "Who is he? Which master can't it be?"
The thin and tall man chuckled, and handed a note to Yan Yunqiu, and said, "Brother Yan, the answer is already prepared for you, you can see for yourself."
Yan Yunqiu reached out and took the note, and said, "Okay, let me see which master it is?"
After speaking, Yan Yunqiu opened the note. After reading it clearly, his face suddenly changed, and big beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and said: "How is this possible? Do you think I will believe it?"
The thin tall man chuckled and said, "I know Brother Yan doesn't want to believe it, and it's hard to believe it. But actually, Brother Yan already believes a little bit in his heart, right?"
Just as the tall and thin man had guessed, Yan Yunqiu had actually believed a little bit, otherwise, it would not be the way he is now.
Because this "Wang Yue" is indeed a very simple poem, plus Li Fan is indeed in Mount Tai today, it is really possible that this poem was written by Li Fan.
As for the beautiful boyfriend, is it Li Fan? According to related rumors, it is really possible.
The rest of the Yayun Poetry Society suddenly had a bad feeling when they saw Yan Yunqiu's look.
Someone whispered: "Brother Yan, what's on the note?"
Yan Yunqiu did not speak, but directly handed the note to the person. When the person took the note, his face changed suddenly. Then, he passed the note to the next person.
In this way, everyone in Yayun Poetry Club saw the content on the note, only two words, "Li Fan".
Everyone in Yayun Poetry Society looked at each other, and the atmosphere was very strange.
When the thin and tall man waited for the others, they all smiled faintly, then walked aside and continued to enjoy the scenery.
At this time, Cui Ming also roughly figured out the situation of both parties. However, he was not the party involved, and did not feel or care about the "grudges" between the two parties.
He took out his mobile phone and excitedly photographed the entire rock, then uploaded it to the Internet with a text description, "Mr. Li Fan appeared on the top of Mount Tai, leaving behind a song "Wang Yue", which went up to the sky. Of pride."
Today’s Mount Tai is undoubtedly one of the focal points of the entire network. That wonderful couplet duel, the phrase "the sea is going down in the morning", and the need to build a new scenic spot in Taishan Mountain, etc., have always been Netizens talked about it.
Now, the photos taken by Cui Ming, as well as the text description, sent a bomb to the already hot Mount Tai, and the explosion of the Internet was full of gun smoke.
"Heavy! Heavy! Mr. Li Fan haunted the top of Mount Tai, leaving behind a poem "Wang Yue"."
"Cut! I knew it a long time ago, but this time I actually wrote the poem directly on the rock. Mr. Li Fan really knows how to play."
"I wipe! It seems that this is the first time I have seen Mr. Li Fan's handwriting, this is an absolute master of calligraphy! Moreover, it is still writing on the rock, which should be much more difficult than writing on paper? Mr. Li Fan It's awesome."
"Haha! This is the real work of Mr. Li Fan. That rock is the rhythm of turning into a gem!"
"That's definitely the rhythm of becoming a gem. Taishan Scenic Area made a profit today."
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