Chapter 840: Traveling to the Immortal Cultivation World and Becoming a Plagiarist
"What do you think, Brother Lu? If you can't write it, there's no need to force it. Just admit it." Seeing the Immortal Fairy in a daze, Yang Changbin sneered and concluded that Lu Yang could not write a poem.
Meng Jingzhou wanted to write poetry, but the problem was that he really didn't know how to write poetry, and the level of his works was only at the level of doggerel.
Meng Jingyu looked at the Immortal Fairy eagerly and pulled her sleeves, very worried. She could also see that Zhong Yi and Yang Changbin were deliberately targeting Brother Lu Yang.
Luo Wushuang frowned, thinking that Yang Changbin had gone too far.
"Write it now." The Immortal Fairy said, taking out the four treasures of the study from her identity jade token, grinding and writing, and soon finished writing a poem.
"Write so fast?" Yang Changbin frowned. It was as if he had thought about it a long time ago and started writing without any hesitation.
For no reason, I had a bad feeling. Could it be that Lu Yang was really well versed in Confucianism?
The maid took the poem and handed it to Ye Mengyin behind the green veil.
Ye Mengyin noticed the movement in front of Qingsha and heard Yang Changbin asking Lu Yang to write a poem. She wanted to help Lu Yang out, but she didn't expect that Lu Yang could actually write lyrics on the spot.
She glanced at these few short lines and revealed a look of surprise. Her hands trembled uncontrollably with excitement. Is this really the words that Fellow Daoist Lu Yang wrote on the spot?
She was prepared that if Lu Yang was not good at poetry, she would write and recite lyrics for him.
I never expected that Fellow Daoist Lu Yang is so talented.
"Miss?" The maid noticed that Ye Mengyin was acting strangely and reminded her in a low voice.
Ye Mengyin woke up as if from a dream, came to her senses, calmed herself down, and prepared to recite a poem.
"Why isn't Fellow Daoist Ye reciting poetry yet?" Zhong Yi raised his eyebrows. This had never happened before and everyone was very surprised.
At this moment, Ye Mengyin's clear voice came from behind the green veil: "Qingyu'an Lantern Festival..."
Everyone quieted down, wanting to hear what Lu Yang wrote, whether it was a doggerel or a good work.
"The east wind blows thousands of flowers into bloom at night. It blows down stars like rain. The road is filled with the fragrance of BMW and carved carriages. The sound of phoenix flutes moves, the light of jade pots turns, and fish and dragons dance all night long."
It was dead silent.
Everyone present was immersed in the scenery described in this poem, unable to extricate themselves: "All night long, fish and dragons danced... The first stanza describes the scene of the Lantern Festival so vividly in just a few lines."
There are many poems describing the scenery of the Lantern Festival, but it has been hundreds of years since there was one that could immerse people in fantasy with just a few sentences.
Some people secretly glanced at Yang Changbin. No matter how the second half of the poem was written, the exquisite description technique in the first half was far better than Yang Changbin's overly gorgeous poem.
Yang Changbin's face turned pale. He didn't expect that the poem he had carefully prepared could not compare to the one written by Lu Yang on the spot.
He snorted coldly. What if the first stanza was well written? If the second stanza was mediocre, it would ruin the poem.
Meng Jingzhou was not too surprised. After all, he was an omnipotent ancient immortal, so it was no problem for him to write some good poems and lyrics.
Meng Jingyu looked at the Immortal Fairy with admiration, and the more he looked, the more handsome he seemed to him.
Brother Lu Yang is not only talented in cultivation and fighting, but also good at poetry and writing? Behind the green veil, Ye Mengyin read the second stanza softly.
"The moth is covered with golden threads of snow willow. The smile and fragrance are gone. I searched for him among the crowd for hundreds of times. Suddenly I turned around and found him... in the dim light."
After reading to the end, Ye Mengyin stared at the last sentence in a daze. She had just glanced at it quickly and could not understand the meaning of the lyrics, but as she read it aloud in front of everyone, she gradually figured out Lu Yang's meaning.
"That person is at the end of the street where the lights are dimming. Is this sentence written for myself?..."
There was complete silence.
After listening to the second stanza, someone was about to drink tea, but his arm froze in mid-air, holding the teacup, unable to bring it to his lips.
Even more people turned their heads in shock and looked at the Immortal Fairy, their faces full of disbelief.
If the beautiful scenery described in the first stanza is a rare and wonderful poem, then the description in the second stanza pushes the poem to a higher level.
A term for all time!
Once this poem was published, it was the most popular poem of all time. Any other poem describing the Lantern Festival was inferior to it. There was no possibility of comparison at all! Yang Changbin had thought that even if the second stanza was well written, he would find fault with it to embarrass Lu Yang. However, when Ye Mengyin read the second stanza, he opened his mouth but could not say anything. He had to close his mouth in frustration.
He is not even qualified to comment on this poem.
"Why are you all looking at me?"
The Immortal Fairy turned her head to look at Meng Jingyu beside her, and her eyes met Meng Jingyu's. She didn't quite understand why everyone reacted so strongly, and felt a little puzzled.
Meng Jingyu was immersed in the description of "I searched for him among the crowd for hundreds of times, and when I turned around, there he was, in the dim light." When his eyes met with the immortal fairy's, his heart beat uncontrollably.
This is to express love through poetry. Could it be that Brother Lu Yang has been looking for me? "Great, great, I didn't expect that Brother Lu really got the true teachings of Master Bu Yu and could actually write a famous poem!" Zhong Yi wanted to use this opportunity to embarrass Lu Yang, but she didn't expect Lu Yang to be so secretive. He had always been a cultivation genius and had never revealed his identity as a Confucian cultivator.
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Zhong Yi thought he was a scheming person, but if he had such talent, he would not be able to hide it. He would have become famous with this talent long ago. Why would he wait until today?
And despite his repeated provocations just now, Lu Yang had no intention of being fooled.
Zhong Yi looked at Lu Yang with a hint of fear in his eyes. If he went against such a ruthless person, he would definitely be the one in trouble!
"Is this called not being proficient in poetry?" Luo Wushuang thought of what Lu Yang had just said and looked at him with a helpless smile. If this was considered not being proficient in poetry, then no one in the world would dare to call themselves a poet or lyricist.
"I just learned it." The Immortal Fairy chuckled, touching the back of his head.
She had seen the expressions of the crowd before, when she took Xiaoling and Lianyi to play the pig and eat the tiger.
I didn't expect that the lyrics written by Er Dangjia for her could have such an effect.
"Xiao Yangzi, you are so awesome!" In the spiritual space, the Immortal Fairy looked at Lu Yang excitedly. She hadn't felt this way for a long time.
"Well, what's that expression on your face, Xiaoyangzi?"
Lu Yang had a strange look on his face, he had anticipated everyone's reactions.
He sighed: "Nothing, I just didn't expect that my identity could be used in this way."
Lu Yang really didn't expect that one day he would be able to use his identity as a plagiarist to show off, even though it was the Immortal Fairy who was showing off with his own identity.
The Immortal Fairy didn’t quite understand what Lu Yang meant.
"Who are you?"
She remembered Lu Yang often saying that she should be a golden finger, a portable grandfather or grandmother.
She asked Lu Yang what this meant, and Lu Yang said it meant living in the spiritual space and being able to use knowledge to help the owner of the body show off.
Thinking of this, the Immortal Fairy suddenly realized: "Oh, I understand. According to Xiao Yangzi's name, your current identity is called the portable old boy!"
Lu Yang: “…”
I helped you, the fairy, to show off, and this is how you repay me? The second update will be at 11 o'clock
(End of this chapter)