Chapter 2280： Besides Shixian, who else is there?

The poster, who has been waiting for countless poetry lovers, finally appeared.

Everyone was refreshed and finally reacted.

It turned out that the original author did not know the original author, but only saw the poem on the wall of a hotel.

Well, this is the same as everyone’s previous guess. The poster either knows the original author or where he saw the poem.

As for the original poster’s question, anyone can answer it.

Someone replied: "This poem has never appeared before. Such a poem back to the basics, once it appears, it will definitely be widely circulated, and even a household name, it is impossible that everyone has never heard of it."

The thin tall man nodded when he saw him, and it really was. It seems that this poem should have been created by the young man who lived in the store.

According to the evaluation of these poetry lovers, this poem is obviously extremely extraordinary.

Calligraphy has reached the pinnacle, and the level of poetry is so extraordinary, who is that young man?

The thin and tall man was a little lost again for a while.

This trance, countless poetry lovers in the poetry world, exploded again.

"The original poster! The original poster! Why don't you speak anymore? We are all back to your question, but you are talking!"

"The landlord will appear soon, call the landlord!"

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After being out of the mind for a while, Thin and Gao reacted again, and quickly updated the post and said: "I'm really very sorry, thank you very much for telling me. I was just thinking about the identity of that young man? I was a little surprised."

"Young man? What young man? The original poster, you speak clearly! Also, where is the hotel you said? When did you see this poem."

"Yes, that's right. Don't let our appetite be squandered by the host, please tell us quickly!"

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"Okay, don’t worry, I’ll tell you. The hotel is located in a small town called Lehe Town in Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province. When you go out of the town from the south gate of the town, you will see that hotel. It’s called'City South Journey.' 'Is a very simple and simple hotel. I stayed at that hotel last night and saw this poem on the wall. The young man I was talking about should be the author of this poem, and he made this poem The poem is written on the wall."

"Lehe Town in Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province? Haven't heard of this town before, where is it in Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province?"

"I rub! This is not the point. There are many small towns you haven't heard of. I don't know where, just check the map on the Internet. The point is young people, how about young people? The original host meant this song The author of the poem is a young man?"

"Yes, yes, that's the point. No, it's still wrong. Didn't the host say that he didn't know the original author of this poem? How could he know that the author is a young man? Could it be that there is something on the wall of the Chengnan Hotel, except for this poem? Besides the poem, is there any other information?"

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The thin tall man updated his post and said: "No, there are only these four lines of poems on the wall, not even the poem title, let alone other information. The reason why I know that the author is a young man is that the owner of the store told Mine. The boss said that a young man was staying with him the night before, and the next morning, after the young man left, he went to clean up the room and saw this poem on a wall."

"It turned out to be so. So, it's a young man who stayed at the hotel, leaving this poem on the wall of that hotel. Now that the young man is staying there, the boss should register his identity information, right? , You should know the young man’s name. The original poster should have asked too? What’s the young man’s name?"

In the face of everyone’s questions, the tall thin man continued to update, “I regret that I am here. I did ask the young man’s name at the time, but unfortunately, for some reason, the boss did not register the young man’s identity information. , I don’t even know his name."

Seeing that the host said this, all poetry lovers felt very sorry. Some people continued to ask: "The boss must have met the young man. Has the host asked the boss about the young man's appearance?"

"This is not true. Moreover, even if I inquire about the appearance, it should be of no use. We have no way to determine the identity of the young man through the appearance described by the boss."

"That's true. Even if the boss describes the young man's appearance, it is actually useless." A group of poetry lovers thought in their hearts.

So, is there any way to infer the identity of that young man?

A group of poetry lovers racked their brains. Suddenly, someone's eyes lit up and they thought of words.

Since the original poster saw the poem on the wall with his own eyes, perhaps he can guess one or two from the words it wrote.

"Original, how did that young man write?"

Speaking of the words written by the young man, the thin and tall man was a little excited. He said: "When it comes to the words written by that young man, there is too much to say. It’s just that I don’t have much ink in my head. Don’t know how to describe it? Anyway, when I think of those words, I can’t help but get a little excited. Those words are so beautiful, so beautiful that I can’t describe them. It’s like a life, beating constantly. Elegant and unrestrained, yet vigorous and powerful. Just the words themselves are enough to indulge people."

Seeing the original poster say this, all poetry lovers were taken aback. The original poster's evaluation of the young man's character is extremely high.

Is the word itself enough to make people addicted? How deep does his calligraphy skills need to be to be able to write such a character?

His calligraphy skills are unfathomable. This simple poem back to the basics seems to be equally unfathomable, and the person is very young.

Who will be the one who gathers these three points in one?

The answer seems to be self-evident, it can only be a person, the legendary banished immortal Li Fan.

Moreover, writing poems on the wall of a simple and quaint little hotel, this kind of thing happened to Li Fan, it is absolutely possible.

Don't feel strange that Li Fan appears anywhere and does anything.

All the poetry lovers became extremely excited and excited in an instant.

Has Poetry Immortal Li Fan finally made another move?

After a brief silence, there was a complete eruption.

"It can't be wrong, it can't be wrong. I should have thought about it a long time ago, who can write such a back-to-the-virtual poem, besides Shixian, who else?"

"Absolutely can't be wrong, Mr. Li Fan finally wrote poems again. Of course, in order to be able to make the final confirmation, I decided to go to the scene to check it out."

"You don't need to go, you don't need to go, I can go. Everyone doesn't need to go, I can go alone."

"You guys are so far away, why are you embarrassed to let you go? I'm very close to Lehe Town, so I can go."

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