Chapter 441 A ship full of clear dreams fills the galaxy!
When the boat arrives at the shore, someone from the event organizer will come to pick it up.
Lin Zhibai and the three brothers went ashore, and the staff led the way.
The four of them followed the staff, and a gust of wind blew. Lin Zhibai felt that his dizzy head was a little clearer. The reason why he felt so uncomfortable just now was most likely related to the severe shaking of the ship.
“That’s Dongting.”
Shang Zhirong pointed forward and introduced Lin Zhibai, a new friend who was attending the Qizhou Poetry Club for the first time.
Lin Zhibai looked from a distance and saw a long pavilion stretching for a kilometer in front of him. The aisle under the pavilion was very wide, but it seemed to have roadblocks.
Tut.
Lin Zhibai pursed his lips and complained to the camera: "You can't let people pass smoothly if you cooperate with the organizer, right? If you want to take a boat, you have to guess a lot of word puzzles, and if you want to cross the roadblock of Changting, you don't know what happened next." How can we be embarrassed by the organizer?"
"Ha ha."
Jiang Shourang next to him burst into laughter, "No matter how big a poetry competition is, there is always a similar tradition of blocking doors. The Mid-Autumn Poetry Club is one of the top poetry competitions in Qizhou, so not only does it have a tradition of blocking doors, but there are also three gates. , we in Qizhou literary circles call it passing three passes. After passing these three passes, we can enter Tiantianju. Every year, the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival will be held in our Qizhou Tiantianju."
“Co-authoring is the first level?”
Lin Zhibai laughed, "Don't just guess the charade again, right?"
Song Xingliang said: "The gameplay is different every year. We can find out what the rules are this year by going over there and taking a look."
The three of them were not idle during the conversation.
In a short time, we arrived at the first checkpoint.
Many people have been stopped here, and some people are thinking hard. However, after noticing the arrival of the Three Musketeers, everyone took the initiative to say hello:
“Xiao Song!”
“Xiao Shang!”
“Xiaojiang!”
Due to their age, the Three Musketeers are all juniors. After all, the three of them are not much older than Lin Zhibai.
But what surprised Lin Zhibai was that these three people were quite popular, and all the dozen or so literati around them knew them.
"Hello, everyone!"
Jiang Shourang smiled and said hello and said: "The person next to me is Lin Zhibai, the most talented person in Qinzhou. The photography teacher behind him is live broadcasting "Travel to Lishan Mountain", so there are probably hundreds of millions of viewers now. Looking at us..."
"oh?"
“I feel nervous even talking about it.”
“Welcome Teacher Lin to our Qizhou as a guest.”
The literati in Qizhou were quite enthusiastic about Lin Zhibai, but their eyes were more curious.
Everyone has heard the story of this most talented man in Qinzhou, and his works are even known to many people in the Qizhou literary circle, especially when Mr. Hu publicly commented that Lin Zhibai was "a young generation in the Blue Star poetry circle". After "First Man".
“I’ve met you all.”
As the saying goes, when in the country, do as the Romans do, this is what the poem will look like.
Lin Zhibai followed Wen Crepe's speech and gave the literati a fist salute.
It is ironic that I am a native of Qin. When I went to the Qinzhou Poetry Club, I was treated coldly by a group of people. Instead, when I came to the Qizhou Poetry Club, these foreign literati were very polite and polite to me.
“What is this test for?”
After exchanging pleasantries, Jiang Shourang stepped forward to ask the staff.
The staff explained: "The first level test is couplets, one question per person."
Jiang Shourang Le said: "Is this a collision of guns? What kind of couplet can catch my brother Lin?"
Lin Zhibai?
The staff member glanced at Lin Zhibai, stood up quickly and said, "May I ask if this is Teacher Lin Zhibai, the king of couplets in Qinzhou?"
“It should be me.”
Lin Zhibai always felt that the words "King of Dui Wang" were unlucky, but he did have such a nickname in the world of Qinzhou couplets.
“Hello, Teacher Lin!”
The staff member smiled and said: "In today's first level, all the couplets were written by Li Bai, the number one couplet master in Qizhou. He specifically told me that you are a distinguished guest from Qinzhou. If you come, I must give it to you." Arrange a somewhat difficult first couplet."
While speaking.
The staff took out a piece of paper with beautiful calligraphy and the following couplet written on it:
“When people pass by a big Buddhist temple, the Buddha in the temple is bigger than people.”
Showing the first couplet, the staff continued: "Teacher Li Bai also said that Mr. Lin, you are a guest from afar. I hope his hospitality will not be too abrupt. He sincerely wants to exchange couplets with you."
“How come my Uncle Li is still so naughty?”
Jiang Shourang smiled and said, "I made a palindrome and inverted couplet when I came up."
Song Xingliang cupped his hands and said: "Brother Lin, don't get me wrong. I can guarantee that Uncle Li has no provocative intentions. He just likes to compete with others. When I hear that you, the number one couplet master in Qinzhou, are here, I will inevitably see you. happiness."
“Actually, we can’t say it’s against Brother Lin.”
Shang Zhirong smiled and said: "Three years ago, Uncle Li personally blocked Mr. Hu's way and demanded that he show the couplets he had written, otherwise he would not be allowed to enter Tiantianju. At that time, everyone was very happy."
“It’s okay.”
Lin Zhibai had a good impression of the three brothers. When he saw all three of them saying this, he smiled and said he didn't mind.
If it were in Qinzhou, Lin Zhibai might indeed understand that the couplet master in Qizhou wanted to give him a show of strength.
But this is Qizhou.
Lin Zhibai had no grudges with Qizhou scholars.
Including the Three Musketeers and the surrounding Qizhou literati, they all greeted me with smiles.
That couplet master from Qizhou shouldn't have stepped on him just to show off.
Jiang Shourang was relieved when he saw that Lin Zhibai didn't mind, but then he was afraid that he would be embarrassed if he couldn't match up, so he shouted loudly: "You can't just let me, Uncle Li, do whatever you want every time. Teachers, take a look at this couplet." , can anyone figure it out?"
"I can not."
“I can’t answer either.”
“I hate machine connections the most.”
“Especially this kind of palindrome-reverse conjunction, it’s so nerve-wracking.”
Everyone shook their heads. This couplet seemed simple, but it was not easy to spell it out neatly.
But everyone is very curious about Lin Zhibai's reaction. Can the first person in Qinzhou couplets know how to guess the second couplet?
Equally curious are the viewers in the live broadcast room—
【What a complicated first couplet! 】
【Is this the first collision between the number one couplet in Qinzhou and our number one couplet in Qizhou? 】
【Both sides are extremely masters! 】
【I have no idea at all about this couplet. 】
【I don't have any idea, even though the question doesn't seem difficult. 】
【The title is indeed to the extent that everyone can understand it, but it is a pity that it is not the same. 】
【It seems that no one has used the first couplet in the daily barrage in the live broadcast room. Is it the richest man? 】
【I don’t know if I can stump him this time. 】
【I am curious about who is more powerful, the richest man or Teacher Li Bai. 】
Although Lin Zhibai performed very bravely in the previous word guessing session, and his couplet skills were demonstrated more than once in the live broadcast room, the person who made the first couplet this time was the number one couplet master in Qizhou. Can he still be able to withstand it?
“Brother Lin, you have to rely on yourself.”
When the three brothers saw it, all the scholars shook their heads and backed away, knowing that they really couldn't answer.
Lin Zhibai was still smiling, "If you can't answer the question, do you have to drink if you want to go?"
“That’s right!”
Jiang Shourang patted his chest and said, "But don't worry, Brother Lin, you can ask someone to drink this wine for you. If you can't handle it, I'll drink it for you!"
“Not necessarily.”
Lin Zhibai said: "Since the couplet master said that I came to Qizhou as a guest from afar, then today I am the natural residence of the guest."
Um?
This is!
Although Lin Zhibai's words were general and seemed to be casual, this group of literati was not a master of writing. He captured the most critical words almost instantly, and everyone's eyes suddenly widened. It’s full of incredible energy—
“Brother Lin is great!”
Jiang Shourang gives a thumbs up!
Shang Zhirong also praised: "When I heard others say that Brother Lin is the number one couplet in Qinzhou, I still had doubts in my heart, but at this moment I am happy to surrender!"
"ha?"
Song Xingliang was confused.
Why did you start boasting?
Seeing Song Xingliang's confused look, a scholar next to him who seemed to be familiar with him patted him on the shoulder and said: "I told you not to just study painting, but also to read more books and poetry, but you didn't listen to our advice. Now Everyone has already answered the second couplet, but you can’t even understand it.”
“What did you answer?”
Song Xingliang was still at a loss.
In fact, the average number of viewers in the live broadcast room is Song Xingliang, and most people didn't understand it.
【what does it mean? 】
【Didn't understand. 】
【I don’t understand either. 】
【Suddenly boasted. 】
【Is there anything mysterious about what the richest man said just now? 】
【I'm out of my mind. Is this a gathering of literati? 】
【No wonder my mother said that I may not be able to hear educated people scolding me. 】
"fool."
Jiang Shourang said to Song Xingliang: "Didn't you listen to what Brother Lin said? This is Keshang Tianju. Try reading Keshang Tianju upside down."
“A natural home for guests?”
Song Xingliang read backwards: "A guest from heaven..."
A flash of lightning flashed in his mind. Song Xingliang looked at Lin Zhibai in shock and said, "It's right, it's completely right!"
When people pass a big Buddhist temple, the Buddha in the temple is bigger than people.
It is natural to live as a guest, and it is actually a guest from heaven.
This is not just as simple as Lin Zhibai's confrontation, he even combined it with the current situation. This talent is really amazing!
【Holy shit! 】
【So awesome! 】
【I am stupid! 】
【This second line is nothing compared to the upper line, it is mainly combined with the situation! 】
【Because now we are on the way to Tianju! 】
【The richest man is a guest. It's his first time coming to a poetry gathering. Isn't that a natural place to stay as a guest? 】
【The key is to read it the other way around, why the **** is he a guest from heaven! 】
【This is too crazy, but I do have the capital to be crazy, I am a guest from heaven! 】
【No, no, no, my understanding is that the richest man is warning Li Bai, there are people outside the world and there is heaven outside! 】
This second couplet is very suitable for the occasion.
So much so that the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help but interpret it.
In fact, not only the live broadcast room, but also the way the literati present looked at Lin Zhibai changed instantly. There's nothing wrong with saying "I'm a guest from afar", but this phrase "a guest from heaven" is really cool, and it has a bit of the flavor of Qinzhou's most talented man -
Can’t help but think of the poem on the boat.
The emperor couldn't get on the boat when he was called, so he claimed that he was a wine-drinking immortal!
Lin Zhibai is not only talented, he also seems to have an inviolable majesty and domineering attitude. He is obviously arrogant, but his arrogance is so convincing!
However.
Actually, Lin Zhibai just couldn't think of any other second line, so this one was the most suitable. As for what other people thought, he didn't bother to worry about it.
“Wonderful!”
When everyone understood the second couplet of Lin Zhibai, they all started to admire it, and then everyone also responded to the first couplet of their own. Some who really couldn't answer it gritted their teeth and drank three glasses of wine.
Lin Zhibai laughed dumbly.
“Speaking of this, if someone can’t answer the questions for several consecutive levels in this poetry competition and has to rely on drinking to pass, then when they get to Tianranju, they will probably be drunk and fall asleep.”
“Brother Lin, do you think there isn’t one?”
Hearing what Lin Zhibai said, Jiang Shou gave in: "In the past, almost every year, people drank too much because they answered too few questions. After entering Tianranju, they were all groggy. There was even a guy who was drunk and crazy the year before last. In the end, He was pulled out by security, so those who can still stay awake after entering Tiantianju are all experts, or their friends are willing to help him drink. Of course, there are some exceptions..."
Jiang Shou asked Nu Nu to mouth.
It turned out that Song Xingliang and Shang Zhirong were drinking again. These two brothers didn't want to pass the test at all, they just wanted to drink. It was obvious that their questions were not difficult and they could answer them with just a little thought.
Finish the drink.
Then Song Xingliang felt regretful and said to Lin Zhibai: "Brother Lin, don't be so good at the next level. Don't be afraid of drinking. I, Lao Song, will drink for you directly. I have a very good drinking capacity. Even if I drink in every level, I will not be able to do it." It’s natural to live without swaying when you walk.”
.
Jiang Shourang whispered to Lin Zhibai: "I just said that there was a man who was drunk and crazy the year before last. The person who was asked out by the security was Song Xingliang."
…”
Lin Zhibai didn’t expect that there would be an alcoholic among the four of them.
Song Xingliang was dissatisfied, "I cut off the film last year because I drank too much for you two!"
Jiang Shou was a little embarrassed and snorted: "Sometimes you should look for your own reasons. Has your drinking level increased after so many years? Have you practiced seriously?"
Let's go back to playing and go back to having fun.
This journey is not over yet.
As introduced by the Three Musketeers, there are three levels before this natural residence. Only a few people passed the first level and soon came to the second level. A large number of literati gathered here. Lin Zhibai roughly counted three. More than ten people.
“What is this level?”
Similar process to the first level.
They first greeted the literati who were staying here, and then the Three Musketeers introduced Lin Zhibai's identity to everyone, followed by polite or sincere greetings and business exchanges, and then the staff said: "This second level is very simple. , everyone just rowed across Dongting Lake in a boat. As long as you can write a poem praising Dongting Lake, this poem will be recorded. So if teachers are too perfunctory, be careful of those who read these poems. Don't underestimate it. In addition, the best poem praising Dongting Lake this year will be engraved on the big stone in Dongting Scenic Area..."
The expressions of the Three Musketeers changed.
The literati who had just arrived here with them suddenly began to breathe heavily. This second level actually meant an opportunity to become famous!
think about it.
If your poems are carved on a certain stone in a scenic spot, then the stone is still an important scenic spot, how long it will be, and how proud it will be of your ancestors!
Because generally speaking:
Only the great poets in ancient times were treated like this. I wonder which literati could resist the great temptation of being blessed by fame?
No wonder so many people gathered at this level!
Obviously, these people want their works to stand out, and breaking through barriers is not even their primary purpose.
"Um?"
Song Xingliang saw boards erected next to them with many wonderful poems posted on them, so he reminded everyone: "Although this opportunity to become famous is rare, there are already pearls here. This should be left by Xia Xinyi when she passed by. Right?"
Said.
Song Xingliang thought: "Looking up to the sky from the flat lake, with the forest scenery and Qianxun going down to the cave spring, I was suddenly surprised that the water was full of brilliance. I suspected that I was taking a boat to the sun."
Finish reading.
Song Xingliang savored it carefully and couldn't help but admire: "So Xia Xinyi is the most talented woman in our Qizhou. The level of this poem has completely surpassed 99% of the literati in Qizhou."
Lin Zhibai nodded.
This poem is really powerful.
The surrounding literati couldn't help but marvel. Some who were eager to get involved even put down their brushes and became dejected. Apparently they were shocked by this poem called Xia Xinyi.
"Let me do it."
Shang Zhirong gritted his teeth, asked the staff for pen and paper, and wrote a poem:
“The late moon returns in the mountains at midnight…”
Turns out it was a work that he had read before on the boat, and even told Lin Zhibai and others that even if they saw it again, they would pretend to have seen it for the first time.
Although it’s funny that he uses it twice in one poem, he is a normal poet.
After all, it is not easy for a poet to write a satisfactory work.
Let alone using it twice, if we go back and change the scene, Shang Zhirong can still use it three or even four times.
As for people like Lin Zhibai, he always releases new songs, including classics, which are quite explosive in the entire Blue Star.
Everyone was also very appreciative. After seeing Shang Zhirong’s work, they nodded repeatedly and said:
“What a poem!”
“It’s only slightly inferior to Xia Xinyi’s song!”
“Young lady is pretty good. Before you know it, you are on par with the most talented woman in Qizhou.”
“It is said that we in Qizhou have not yet recognized the most talented person.”
“I think Xiao Shang has great potential.”
Amidst the praise from everyone, Shang Zhirong showed a shy yet excited smile. He did not pursue surpassing Xia Xinyi's poem. Anyway, this wave has achieved the purpose of showing his face.
The audience in the live broadcast room laughed.
The whole screen is filled with [pretending to see this poem for the first time].
Suddenly.
Someone in the crowd shouted:
"I heard that you, my friend Lin, are the most talented person in Qinzhou. Today's second level includes both the works of our young talent Shang Zhirong in Qizhou and the poems of our most talented girl Xia Xinyi in Qizhou. Why don't you, my friend Lin, also write one? How about it? Let us see how the level of Qinzhou's most talented man compares with our Qizhou's most talented woman."
Sounds pretty gimmicky.
The most talented man in Qinzhou vs. the most talented woman in Qizhou.
As for Shang Zhirong, it is probably incidental to the words.
Everyone started to cheer, looking at Lin Zhibai, they all encouraged him to sing too.
These people may not have any malicious intentions, but there must be someone who wants to see Lin Zhibai make a fool of himself. Now that they are being framed, it will inevitably appear guilty if he refuses.
but…
Lin Zhibai had no intention of refusing.
Before on the boat, he didn't write poems to overshadow Shang Zhirong because he felt it was unnecessary and he didn't want to produce too many works at once.
At the moment.
Everyone is writing poetry.
Lin Zhibai certainly wanted to leave his own poems.
Lin Zhibai, whose shots are classics, cannot let his reputation be diminished.
So Lin Zhibai smiled and said:
“pen and ink.”
Staff will make arrangements as soon as possible.
The Three Musketeers stared at Lin Zhibai, especially Shang Zhirong, who was full of curiosity.
Just now on the boat, Lin Zhibai chose to avoid the limelight and take the initiative to give in when faced with this piece of his own.
Are you not sure you can win?
Or is it a step left for yourself?
The answer lies in Lin Zhibai’s next poem.
The audience in the live broadcast room were also curious and a little nervous.
After all, when Lin Zhibai was on the boat, when faced with Shang Zhirong's poem, he did not choose to confront it head-on. He even praised the other party's poem as very good. He felt admired so much that the audience did not know who the most talented person in Qinzhou was. If you can't win purely, you still have to hide your capabilities and bide your time.
【It shouldn't be too bad. 】
【I feel hopeful that I can win against Shang Zhirong. 】
【After all, the richest man had behaved very low-key in guessing the charade before. 】
【So the wave on the ship must also be keeping a low profile. 】
【But if you want to win against Xia Xinyi, it will be a bit difficult. 】
【Mr. Hu also highly praised Xia Xinyi's talent. 】
Under the eyes of the audience, among the literati, and in the eyes of the Three Musketeers, Lin Zhibai held the brush dipped in ink.
唰.
Lin Zhibai’s poems were not finished yet, but his words already gave everyone goosebumps!
“The west wind blows the waves in Laodongting.”
This is an extremely standard regular script, and every word is a pleasure to read!
With everyone watching intently, Lin Zhibai wrote the second sentence:
“The king of Xiang has a lot of white hair overnight.”
Some people couldn't help but praise: "Good calligraphy!"
The words are so praised that they are not poems. It’s not that there is anything wrong with the poems. It’s just that the first two sentences alone cannot judge its full quality.
I can only say that these two sentences are not bad, but they are not amazing at all. What surprised everyone at the moment was Lin Zhibai's calligraphy.
That’s when everyone remembered:
Lin Zhibai is not only talented in poetry, but he is also known as "the best in the world in running script"!
【The word "richest man" makes me drunk! 】
【It’s really amazing, it’s so beautiful! 】
【The richest man deserves to be the best calligraphy master in the world! 】
【Let the people upstairs understand, the richest man is the best calligraphy master in the world. 】
【Calligraphy is divided into different fonts. 】
【But now I can see that the rich man's regular script is excellent, but his poetry is a bit inferior. 】
【No, I think it's not bad. The west wind blew the waves in Laodong Pavilion, and Mr. Xiang's hair turned white overnight. It's quite impressive. 】
【You also said it, it's just good. 】
【His, this is a stupid sentence! 】
Just when everyone felt that the first two sentences of this poem were somewhat overshadowed by calligraphy, Lin Zhibai’s third sentence came out:
“When you’re drunk, you don’t know what the sky is like!”
The artistic conception of this poem comes to your face instantly!
The first two sentences were instantly improved by several levels!
The gazes of the literati changed slightly, and admiration appeared in everyone's eyes.
But the next moment.
All the admiration turned into shock!
Because Lin Zhibai finally wrote the last sentence of this poem!
In silence.
Someone whispered out:
“The west wind blows the waves in Laodong Pavilion, and Mr. Xiang’s hair turns white all night long. After being drunk, he doesn’t realize that the sky is on the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams that overwhelm the stars.”
(End of this chapter)