But let's not tell these newcomers about this matter.
Yuan Yun laughed and said: "Anyway, we just know. As for the reason, you will know later. Now, I will write two more poems for you to see.
The people in Xinwei, including Wu Yong, looked at each other and found that these guys who had been here before were a little weird.
However, they have never seen or heard of this poem.
No matter, it's okay to write two more poems. Then read the two lines of poem first.
Perhaps, after reading two more poems, some of them remembered it?
Then, some people quietly took out their mobile phones, opened the search engine, and prepared to search on the Internet.
They may indeed be ignorant and have not heard the story about this poem, but they will certainly be able to search it on the Internet.
Those guys before are mysterious, so they don't want to say. But it doesn't matter, they can search on the Internet.
After searching, how can you be proud of those guys before?
Those who searched quietly were proud of their hearts and typed in the search engine, the phrase "one piece, two pieces, three or four pieces".
But what surprised them was that they couldn't find anything about this poem.
How is this going?
How can this be impossible to find on the Internet?
They may not be completely familiar with Li Fan's legendary story, but they can definitely be searched on the Internet.
Nothing can be searched on the Internet now, and there are only two reasons.
First, the story did not circulate on the Internet.
Second, this poem was made up by the guys before.
The first reason is definitely impossible. The legendary story about Li Fan is impossible not to circulate on the Internet.
Then, the reason can only be the second.
It's really a bunch of hateful guys, obviously made up by themselves, but they didn't admit it.
The person who came to this conclusion was planning to question the person who was there before.
At exactly this time, Yuan Yun, who just said that he would write two more poems, had finished writing two poems.
Well, let's take a look first, and it's not too late to ask questions later.
Naturally, what Yuan Yun wrote was the following two sentences, "Five pieces, six pieces, seven or eight pieces, and nine pieces, ten pieces, countless pieces."
He smiled and said, "Let’s take a look, these are the first three sentences. This poem is titled ‘snow’. How about? Does it feel quite vivid?"
Wu Yong waited for the people coming from Xinwei to take a look, "This Nima..."
Almost foul language.
Are these guys like Nima deliberately writing such three lines of poems to make them play?
Still image, image shit!
Is this Nima a poem?
"One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven or eight pieces." If this Nima is considered a poem, then three-year-old children can compose poems.
These guys are definitely teasing them, and what are they talking about a legendary story about Li Fan, and let them guess which story it is?
This Nima is really hateful!
Wu Yong snorted heavily and said, "I really disturbed you when I came to surround you. If you are not welcome, just say it, and we will leave. Why do you bother us in this way? "
"Yes, it's too much for you! It's not plausible to use the name of Mr. Li Fan at all."
"These three lines of poems are definitely written by you yourself? This has absolutely nothing to do with any legendary story of Mr. Li Fan."
"Yes. I know. You will definitely say that we are ignorant, and you have not heard of it, so you say no. I'm really sorry, we have just searched on the Internet. I can't search for any relevant content. You shouldn't have any relevant content. Are you talking about it?"
"..."
The people who came from Xinwei said one after another, all of them started to feel a little angry.
Yuan Yun, the young man, and other people who were there before, listened with a smile, not only lifeless, but also very happy.
The more these guys are like this now, the more interesting they will be when they know the truth later.
It really makes people look forward to it!
Yuan Yun still smiled and said: "Calm down, everyone. Now that we have said that the story was not made up by ourselves, then it must not have been made up by ourselves. We can swear on this. As for the Internet, it is still searching. There isn't any content, it's because this story has not been uploaded on the Internet."
"Impossible! Mr. Li Fan's legendary story, it is impossible not to circulate on the Internet." Wu Yong immediately retorted.
Yuan Yun said: "This is indeed a fact, I swear."
Seeing that the other party did not seem to be lying, Wu Yong frowned and said, "What do you mean? It really didn't tease us? Is this really a legend about Li Fan?"
Yuan Yun said: "Of course. Everything I just said is true. I can swear to heaven."
This……
Wu Yong and the people coming from Xinwei looked at each other again and discussed in a low voice.
They could feel that Yuan Yun did not appear to be lying.
So what is going on with Nima?
Wu Yong frowned and said, "What the **** is going on? Please tell us directly. Don't go around there anymore."
Yuan Yun still smiled and said, "Don’t worry, everyone. You will know what’s going on soon. Now, I want to ask you first, what do you think of this poem... to be precise, these three sentences? How is the poem?"
Wu Yong and the people who came to Xinwei could not understand the situation, but Wu Yong still said, "How? It's really not so good? Although I am just a poetry lover, I think the poems I write are better than these three poems. Much better. This is purely the degree to which a child composes poems."
Yuan Yun said, "That means, in your opinion, this is a pretty **** poem?"
Wu Yong said, "Isn't this nonsense? It's pretty rubbish."
Yuan Yun said: "But there are only three sentences in this poem now, and it's still short of the last sentence. If this is to complete the last sentence, maybe it will become a good poem?"
After Wu Yong and others listened, they all wanted to laugh. Just such a **** poem, and want to pass the last poem to make it a good poem?
How is this Nima possible? This is absolutely impossible!
If this poem can be turned into a good poem, then everyone can make a good poem.
Wu Yong said: "That is absolutely impossible. The first three sentences have already been written like this bird. No matter how hard you work, the fourth sentence is destined to be a dead end."
Yuan Yun smiled and said, "Of course ordinary people don't have this ability. But what if the other party is not an ordinary person?"
Wu Yong said: "Even if the other party is a master of poetry and lyrics, that's the same. Everyone is the same... well, wait..."
As Wu Yong was talking, his heart suddenly suffocated. What did the other party mean?
"Could it be..." Wu Yong suddenly thought of a possibility, which made him suddenly become extremely excited and excited.
But this shouldn't be possible, right?
Wu Yong quickly calmed down again, then looked at Yuan Yun and said, "What do you mean? What are you going to say?"
The rest of the people who came from Xinwei also tasted something shocking and surprising from what Yuan Yun had just said, and they all looked at Yuan Yun.
Yuan Yun smiled faintly, his heart was happy, very refreshing, but he said pretendingly: "Yes, I mean, what if the other party is the poet Li Fan?"
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