Chapter 555

Bai Chun looked at Yang Jikang with a pale look on his face, pondered over the song "spring trip to Qiantang Lake", and then looked at the shocked Zhang Yi and Shen Junlian. Naturally, he felt a sense of achievement.

Although the poem was written by his highness, his highness had to let himself recognize his own name. Now, after reading it, he watched the audience admire, ponder, and even looked for every sentence of the poem. Looking forward to other people in the West Lake, his heart was full of pride.

It is no wonder your highness No, your Highness has not published any new poems for a long time.

"No way!" Yang Jikang suddenly got up, looked at his relaxed expression, looked at the distant mountains and near water, and said coldly, "it can't be that you did it on the spur of the moment. It must have been done by you for a long time. Otherwise, how could you have made such a good poem in such a short time?"

With Yang Jikang's suspicions, some people on the stage and off the stage gave up the aftertaste of the poem, echoing Yang Jikang's suspicion and shouting that it was not an impromptu poem.

"Why not? Miss Bai's poem and Fu, whether the first sentence or the next sentence, does not leave the surrounding area of the West Lake. It precisely describes every scene in a proper way. No matter the season or the place, it is completely corresponding. Obviously, it was just improvised by Miss Bai. How could it not be? " Zhang Yi heard Yang Jikang's voice of opposition and suspicion. He also stood up again and looked at Yang Jikang's retort.

"Brother Yang, even if the poem was not improvised by Miss Bai, was it not by Miss Bai? Or who did you hear the poem from? Or can't you make such a good work that you don't want to admit defeat? " Shen Junliang also deeply admired Bai Chun's talent, but he did not care about Yang Jikang's background and life experience, retorted.

Yang Jikang looks at the relaxed Bai Chun and the literati on and off the stage. However, no one dares to stand up and say that he has heard this poem before, but now he is a little flustered and upset. He doesn't know how to refute Zhang Yi and Shen Junliang's maintenance of Bai Chun.

And when people do it, they have to make a good one, but However, it is obvious that Miss Bai's poems and Fu have already described the surrounding scenery to the extreme. It is completely impossible for her to write excellent poems in response to the situation.

If you can't do it yourself, and you don't want to admit defeat and let them go, what should we do now? If you really want to write your own poems, you must be compared by others. Besides, you can only make a few nonsense Doggerels when you are drunk and have a hot ear.

"I don't think it's the white sister who did it on the spur of the moment. It's very simple to prove that she did it on her own. It's not as long as sister Bai makes another song. Since sister Bai has been able to write such a masterpiece in a short time, it is not difficult to do another one. " The young woman next to her suddenly said.

This time, she interrupted, but got the approval of Yang Jikang, so she immediately agreed: "yes, as long as Miss Bai makes another song, then I will admit that you did this song on the spur of the moment, and I am willing to admit defeat. How about that?"

"Brother Yang, how can you be so rebellious in front of everyone? What I have just said is clear and clear. Miss Bai wrote a poem, and brother Yang, you wrote a poem to let the people present comment on whose poem was the best. Now that brother Yang has not written one, it is not reasonable to ask Miss Bai to compose another poem one after another? " Zhang Yi also continued to maintain Bai Chun.

"What Marquis Zhang said is very true. Let alone that elder brother Yang has not fulfilled his promise to write a poem, he asked Miss Bai to write a poem again. It has already made people think that you can't afford to lose, and that you are deliberately making difficulties. Besides, all of you know that poetry and Fu are not from nothing. What's more, what you need is inspiration. It's rare for Miss Bai to write such a masterpiece today, and it has never been Who has heard of it? He wrote two excellent works in succession. Brother Yang is obviously trying to make trouble for Miss Bai, isn't he? " Shen Jun forgives the brain melon seed nimble, sees Yang Jikang's attitude is firm, obviously will not let them leave easily.

Therefore, I hope that all the people present can distinguish right from wrong and stand up for justice. Even if it is to put some extra pressure on Yang Jikang, it is also a good thing.

"Yes, poetry and Fu are all about the moment of inspiration. Now it's very rare to make such a good work. Even if Miss Bai is full of talent and looks like a fairy, it can't be so difficult."

"Young master Yang, this is deliberately difficult ah, he can not do it, and he is not willing to admit defeat, so he just plays tricks."

"Let Miss Bai do another one. I'd like to hear more beautiful poems. But the premise is, Mr. Yang, should you make a good one as promised and let Miss Bai continue to compose a poem?"

There was a lot of discussion under the stage. Even on the stage, some people looked at Yang Jikang's gloomy face and supported Bai Chun.

Bai Chun is as beautiful as an immortal. With such talent, some scholars have already taken Bai Chun as a man of nature. His heart is full of love and envy. Naturally, he will not associate with Yang Jikang and embarrass Bai Chun together.

"Hehe, sister Bai didn't speak, and I don't know what you're fighting for. Is it because they are beautiful that they confuse your minds and make you give up the idea of right and wrong for the sake of beauty? Since we all know that it is very difficult to write a good poem, why not write another poem for you since Miss Bai was able to write such a masterpiece in a short time? Even if it is not as good as the song "spring trip to Qiantang Lake", I believe it is more convincing for all of you here? Can prove that it was sister Bai who did it? " The young woman is graceful and pretty. Seeing that Bai Chun has always been indifferent to her face, she makes so many literati on and off the stage fall in love with her. She is willing to defend her and even fight against Yang Jikang. This makes her already dissatisfied and jealous heart become more jealous and hateful.At this moment, only she understood the woman's mind. Miss Bai only wrote a poem and then stopped talking. Either there was no good work in her stomach, or she was brewing again when people were arguing.

Therefore, no matter what, we should cooperate with Mr. Yang today. It's better not to give her time to continue brewing and to make her masterpiece again. It's better to make her embarrassed and unable to come to the stage.

"Yes, as long as Miss Bai can write another poem, even if it is not as good as this one, then I believe that this one is improvised by her. Otherwise, I will never believe that she can make such a wonderful poem in a short time." Yang Jikang was pleased to see a young woman Ling Zhiyun, his hands behind the chest said.

Zhang Yi and Shen Junliang listened to more and more cheers and shouts from below, but they didn't know what to do at this time. In front of the public, Yang Jikang was determined to play a rogue. Obviously, he was not willing to admit defeat and let the three go.

In the face of this situation, in the crowd's echo, anxious as ants on a hot pot, not to mention a poem in his mind, even half a poem can not come out.

Bai Chun took a look at them and said, "well, if I make another song, you will admit defeat and let the three of us go? Is that right? "

Yang Jikang and Ling Zhiyun, a young woman, look stiff. When people on the stage and off the stage hear Bai Chun speak, they immediately become silent and quietly stare at Yang Jikang and the young woman.

At this time, they found that Yang Jikang suspected Miss Bai for a long time, but he never said if Miss Bai wrote another poem, would he admit defeat or let others go? Obviously, it's an excuse to force myself to leave a blank.

Zhang Yi and Shen Junliang had already become disoriented just now. Like Yang Jikang, after hearing Bai Chun's words, they were deeply convinced by Bai Chun's calmness and intelligence. They were able to catch the language disease in Yang Jikang's words even in the face of people's agreement and coax. This is obviously not what ordinary women can do.

It was the two of them who never found out. In what Yang Jikang said, he didn't admit that he lost. Or Miss Bai made another song and promised to let go. Only by doing one more song, he believed that it was Miss Bai's improvisational poem.

Facing Bai Chun's questioning, Yang Jikang obviously can't evade this problem any more. He has been making a fool of himself just now, which is to leave a way for him to leave Bai Chun. He doesn't want to be seen through so soon.

Facing the eyes of people on stage and off the stage, Yang Jikang's face is cloudy and sunny, and he is worried about whether to make a commitment or not, but he is afraid that he can't make a promise. After all, a simple sentence from others has forced him to the point where he has to answer.

After a look, Bai Chun is still calm and beautiful. In Yang Jikang's mind, he is entangled in all kinds of ways. Can't today's hard to arrange Bureau keep a beautiful woman? Isn't it all in vain?

"Well, I promise you, as long as you write another poem, as long as it is no worse than the one just now, then I will admit defeat and let the three of you leave without any hindrance." Yang Jikang gnashed his teeth and said.

He is gambling that Bai Chun can't make two excellent works in succession. After all, poetry is not cooking. He can do it by saying it. He doesn't believe that he is such a fairy who has come to the world before him. He is so talented that he can make two masterpieces.

"Listen, then." Bai Chun Wei Qi, looked at Yang Jikang, and then looked at the stands, especially Ling Zhiyun next to Yang Jikang, and said faintly.

"Spring on the lake is like painting, and the disordered peaks surround the horizontal pavement. Songpai mountain surface thousand heavy green, moon point wave heart a bead. Green carpet line head pumping early rice, Qingluo skirt exhibition Xinpu. If you can't get rid of Hangzhou, half of it is the lake. "

As Bai Chun's voice like a yellow warbler gradually dissipates in the square of Gushan Temple, a piece of inspiratory sound and sighing sound suddenly ring out. On the stage and off, all of them are staring at Bai Chun or wandering in the sky!

It's absolutely a masterpiece. It's not inferior to that one just now. What's more, it's all the masterpieces that are close to the scenery and in line with the season!

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