The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 114

When Wang Bo heard this, he couldn't help being taken aback.

He subconsciously asked, "Are you sure?"

He felt that this so-called lord always seemed a bit unintelligent.

She can read her own poem directly, enjoy everyone's amazing eyes, and then release herself, and she doesn't even need Wang Bo to appear by herself.

But Wang Bo himself couldn't deny it, because of Song Lanyi's move, he couldn't help feeling a little bit annoyed.

Coming to this strange world and being able to continue life in another form is already a blessing among misfortunes.

But...he used to be a human after all, instead of accompanying Song Lanyi in the form of an accessory now.

He also longs to be treated equally and respected by others.

that's enough.

He glanced at Song Lanyi, raised his eyebrows slightly, and softened his attitude a little, "Which poem do you want?"

Song Lanyi gestured at him, and Wang Bo understood.

The people in the teahouse were a little confused.

Although he already knew Song Lanyi's way, it was extraordinary.

But this kind of drama that changes people's lives...is still rare.

Seeing this scene, King Ming was more or less dazed.

Song Lanyi's competition for literary fame, even if she has past achievements, still makes people panic.

But this arrogant and arrogant kid in front of him is even more worrying than Song Lanyi!

It's just that when Wang Bo spoke, their thoughts changed.

"The city gate assists the three Qin, and the wind and smoke look at the five Tianjin."

Wujin?

Sanqin?

what is that?
Although they have a "generation gap", this still does not hinder the experience of the neat and majestic confrontation of the first league.

"I want to say goodbye to you, and I'm also an official."

From the beginning of the first couplet, which is high-spirited and the tone is magnificent, to the second sentence, which is the sad and deep charm of the couplet.

Everyone nodded slightly, but they were not particularly optimistic about this poem.

This poem is not bad just looking at the first couplet and the second couplet.

But...compared to the expectations of everyone, it was still much worse.

That's right, after all, writing poetry can't be forced.

It's just that they are still a little unwilling in their hearts.

Wang Bo glanced down. He looked like a teenager, and he was slightly in a trance.

It was as if in this poetry meeting, he once again returned to the feeling of being famous at a young age, being held in the clouds by everyone.

But...he who was born in another world at this time, after a long career of relegation and frustration, compared with him when he was young, he is a little more stable and calm.

He took a deep breath, and with the help of Song Lanyi's talent, his voice was like rolling thunder.

"A confidant in the sea is like a neighbor in the world!"

"Inaction leads to a fork in the road, and children share the towel."

King Ming slapped the table and said loudly, "It's good to say that a confidant in the sea is like a neighbor in the world! Who says a farewell poem must be sad and sad, but a farewell poem can also be open-minded and optimistic!"

While King Ming was speaking, a star on the star chart suddenly lit up.

The stars are shining brightly, from white, yellow, green to the red of Zhenguo.

This red, from the first faint pink, to the subsequent silver red, until it turned into a blood-like, extremely bright vermilion!

In the poetry building, the scholar who usually looks indifferent and self-confident now has disheveled hair and red eyes, describing him as crazy.

Some people were even so excited that they tore their robes and beat their chests with their hands, "God bless me in Dingyuan City, God bless me in Shuobei. If anyone says that we in Shuobei are a bunch of savages, I will be in a hurry!"

Not to mention Wang Bo, even Song Lanyi felt a little shocked when he saw this scene.

She glanced at the stars on the star map, and said weakly, "But... the stars don't seem to be red now."

Although the sound was weak, it happened to reach everyone's ears.

The scene was silent for a moment, and then everyone suddenly raised their heads and stared at the star map in the sky.

I saw that the star that was originally vermilion turned into the brightest gold in the night sky at this moment.

Seeing this scene, King Ming tightened his hands suddenly, and with great force, the golden nanmu handle on his seat was crushed into powder.

Wang Bo stood where he was, feeling more and more like returning to his youth.

He turned his head and saw Song Lanyi looking at him with a smile, then stretched out his hand and gave him a thumbs up.

Wang Bo couldn't understand what this meant, but his mood at the moment suddenly became clear.

Until now, he was no longer in a trance, but had a real feeling.

He has been reborn.

He raised his chin at Song Lanyi, with an unruly and wild look, "What do you want?"

Song Lanyi didn't care about his address, his lips moved slightly, and the sound transmission was secret.

It's just that she couldn't help but feel a little slander in her heart.

Sure enough, the body has become younger, and even the temperament has become arrogant?
Next time, I have to stamp him secretly and change a note on the bronzing book.

——Wang Meow.

After all, cats have to smooth their fur.

Wang Bo shuddered, he looked around suspiciously, but found nothing.

at that time.

Star maps on the sky can be seen in all areas of Daqian.

On this star map with varying brightness and dimness, there is only the golden light at the northernmost end, which is so bright that it is almost impossible to look directly at it.

southern border.

Song Hanhai sat in front of the bonfire in the village with his head down, wondering what he was thinking about.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a loud noise coming from his ears.

"Shuobei Dingyuan City lit up with a big golden star?!"

Someone exclaimed, "It's golden, isn't that the New Year's Poetry Festival, someone in Dingyuan City made a poem that spreads all over the world?!"

Song Hanhai's eyebrows twitched.

Pass the world?poetry?

Subconsciously, his daughter's face appeared in his mind.

But he shook his head again.

It shouldn't be such a coincidence.

But, thinking about it, he felt something was wrong.

Is it because he misses Yiyi too much?

Why is there always a face that looks exactly like Song Lanyi dangling in front of him?
He was just about to get up and leave here, take a sip of cold water to calm down his feverish head, when he suddenly heard the face say, "Father, why didn't you speak when you saw your kissing daughter? Because you miss me so much , so are you going to cry?"

Song Hanhai paused.

Well, there is no need to judge whether it is true or false.

To be able to say this, it must be his airy little padded jacket.

At this moment, everyone in Dingyuan City watched this scene and laughed.

This poem, which has been passed down to the world, has been almost certain since it came out, and it has become the leader of this year's competition for literary spirit.

The result was not unexpected, the only surprising thing was that Song Lanyi did not absorb the talent she got, but she used this talent to maximize the vision of the poem.

With the support of Shan Haijing's talent, the phrase "the ends of the world are like neighbors" has really reached the level of thousands of miles away.

This discovery shocked everyone present.

　Second update~
　　
　
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