Lu Zhaoling''s expression was slightly stiff, because he didn''t expect Jiang Fan to answer like this.

    Just now, when I came to Fujiang garden with Dong Fangshu, I was surprised to see that Jiang Fan and Lin Wanqing were also providing poems for appreciation.

    Lu Zhaoling did not agree that several masters seemed to appreciate the poems provided by Jiang Fan and Lin Wanqing.

    As long as you prepare for a whole year and constantly modify words and sentences, it is not difficult to come up with a high-quality moon appreciation poem.

    What is there to praise?

    Although he doesn''t know the specific content of the poem, Lu Zhaoling believes in his judgment. How good can it be?

    Therefore, seeing that Jiang Fan decided not to enter the park after discovering that the rules had changed, Lu Zhaoling was more convinced that his idea was right!

    If there are poems above other levels, how can you give up such a rare opportunity so easily?

    So Lu Zhaoling jumped out and mocked and ridiculed Jiang Fan.

    He was greatly humiliated by what happened at noon. Now he has the right to charge some interest first!

    Unexpectedly, facing his obvious irony, Jiang Fan took it for granted.

    Lu Zhaoling was not surprised but happy.

    This is your own shame on the spot!

    "Since it''s very easy, please write poems on the spot, but there must be a time limit. After all, there are so many people waiting to enter the park, so they can''t spend it with you all the time."

    "I think, how about one incense stick? There are three of you, and you still need two poems. In the time of one incense stick, you have to recite two poems... Hehe, forgive me for Lu Zhaoling''s ignorance. I''ve never heard of anyone who can do it."

    Lu Zhaoling said with a smile.

    "You''re really ignorant. You haven''t heard of such a simple thing. Your knowledge is too shallow. You''re lucky to open your eyes today."

    Jiang Fan nodded in agreement.

    Lu Zhaoling''s face turned black and blue veins began to appear on his forehead.

    That''s self modesty!

    Self modesty, do you understand!

    How can you really become ignorant! And open my eyes!? Can you talk!

    "It''s rare that you are so confident, but everyone can talk big. But if you don''t have any real skills, it will become a joke. What do you think?"

    Lu Zhaoling gritted his teeth and said.

    The smile on his face, which was full of sarcasm, can no longer be maintained. It seems that he is really angry with Jiang Fan''s way of speaking.

    "Oh, I didn''t expect that you and I could agree on this point of view. It turns out that you are sometimes smart."

    Jiang Fan clapped his hands and said with admiration.

    Lu Zhaoling''s face darkened.

    So I''m smart only when I agree with you? As long as it doesn''t agree with you, is it stupid?!

    "Zhaoling, don''t talk nonsense with him. Fujiang park only opens once a year. It''s unwise to waste time outside the park. Let him write poetry quickly. Since he says it''s simple, he''ll show us his real skills."

    Dong Fangshu suddenly said.

    Lu Zhaoling, who was about to continue his theory with Jiang Fan, couldn''t help but pause. He had to swallow his breath, and then stared at Jiang Fan with hatred.

    My heart is thinking, wait a while, you can''t write a poem, it depends on what you do!

    Jiang Fan was too lazy to continue to pay attention to Lu Zhaoling. The whole person stood loosely in place, reached out and rubbed his chin, and fell into thinking.

    If Lu Zhaoling hadn''t suddenly jumped out to provoke him, he would have taken the iron bull to the lantern party.

    But now that he was bullied to come to the door, Jiang Fan was not the kind of temper who was willing to calm things down, so he naturally changed his mind.

    But in his own world, there are so many poems related to the moon that Jiang Fan hesitates for a moment and is not sure what kind of poems to take out.

    If they are too famous, will they be too publicity?

    And if they are too unknown... They have never recited them at all

    He was hesitating. He just glanced over Lu Zhaoling and Dong Fangshu and found that both of them were obviously ready to read jokes. From time to time, he always looked at Lin Wanqing. Jiang Fan was immediately unhappy.

    Well, this is your own death! Then don''t blame me for exaggerating!

    Let the woodlouse of these different worlds experience the fear of being controlled by the immortal.

    Thinking of this, Jiang Fan tilted his head and whispered to Lin Wanqing, "do you know Chang''e?"

    "Chang''e? Guanghan fairy? I know. What''s the matter?"

    Lin Wanqing asked in a strange way.

    "Nothing, just know."

    Jiang Fan smiled.

    As expected, this world has all kinds of mysterious connections with its own world. Language is not mentioned. Even the myth system seems to come down in one continuous line, and I don''t know what it means.

    Shaking his head, Jiang Fan coughed. Under the gaze of many people around him who had been attracted, he suddenly opened his mouth and said, "when is the moon in the blue sky? I''ll stop drinking and ask. People can''t climb the bright moon, but the moon goes with people!"

    WOW!

    Just the first two sentences were just recited, and there was an uproar all around!

    "It''s powerful. It starts with a question at the beginning. It''s magnificent. The second sentence is cold and hot. It''s vivid. Just listening to the first two sentences, it''s another famous article that can be spread through the ages!"

    The former master couldn''t help touching his beard and shaking his head.

    "Jiao is like a flying mirror near the danque, and the green smoke is extinguished. But when night comes from the sea, I''d rather know whether it''s going to the clouds. The white rabbit makes medicine, autumn returns to spring, and Chang''e lives alone with whom."

    Jiang fan is not affected by the change of the surrounding atmosphere, and continues to recite with the sound of waves.

    "Well... These words write the moon charming and dazzling. They also borrow fairy legends to contrast their own arrogance. It''s good... It''s really a rare product."

    The master shook his head and continued to appreciate it. At the same time, he had subconsciously closed his eyes. It seemed that it was a great enjoyment for him to listen to Jiang Fan recite this poem.

    Several other masters were no better. One of them picked up the brush on the table in front of him, then spread out the rice paper and wrote as if there were no one else.

    As for the content of writing, it is the poem Jiang fan is reciting!

    "Today people can''t see the ancient moon. This moon used to shine on the ancients. The ancients and modern people look at the bright moon like running water. Only when the song is about wine, the moonlight shines long... In the golden bottle!"

    In the tone of Jiang Fan Shulang, Li Bai''s "ask the moon about wine" is completely presented to the world without warning.

    For this world that has not been baptized by poetry immortals, such a standard of poetry has obviously exceeded the outline

    In particular, these last few finishing touches have raised the realm of the whole poem!

    So that the teacher who was still commenting suddenly opened his eyes after hearing the last few sentences recited by Jiang Fan!

    The hand stroking the beard was startled. Unexpectedly, he dragged down a handful of beard on his chin!

    "How ignorant the old man is! He even tries to comment on such amazing works! It''s a sin!"

    The master murmured with his eyes blankly.

    Other people gathered around, also one by one showed a gaping expression.

    There was a sudden silence, and Jiang Fan instantly became the focus of everyone''s attention.

    Under the dim yellow sunset, Jiang Fan''s body seems to be a little golden, which makes Lin Wanqing look in a trance.

    It seems that Jiang Fan stands there and shines!