Martial Arts Crossover: Infiltrating a Girls' Chat Group at the Start

Once you reach the pinnacle, use it once more, integrating all that you've learned.

He held a bead in his hand, called Tongxi Dilongwan, which could ward off snakes, insects, and rodents when worn. It was quite good.

However, this was something unique to Ouyang Feng, and he did not intend to wear it.

Out of respect for the dead, he dug a ten-meter-deep pit in the snow and buried Ouyang Feng and Ouyang Ke together.

Then they headed towards Jincheng.

Meanwhile, in the capital city.

Perhaps because it was winter, the transmission of news slowed down.

More than a month has passed, and it is only now that the poem "Prelude to Water Melody: When Will the Moon Be Bright?" has reached here.

Looking at the poem on the table, Tang Bohu couldn't help but exclaim, "What a wonderful poem! It is truly a wonderful poem. I am no match for it!"

Below the title of the poem, two characters stand out: Su Shi.

On the other side, Su Shi also had this poem on his desk, and he was very familiar with the author's name.

Su Zhe said, "What a wonderful line, 'May we all live long and share the beauty of the moon, though separated by a thousand miles.' Elder brother, you've been hiding this better than anyone else!"

Su Xun said, "That's right, Zizhan, you shouldn't have done that."

Su Shi: 'Who am I? Where am I?'

He was devastated. The poem was indeed beautiful, a masterpiece, but it wasn't written by him. Who had impersonated him and was doing this to him? The price was far too high.

“Father, Ziyou, believe me, I really didn’t write this poem,” Su Shi kept explaining. “I never wrote this poem.”

Chapter 172 Su Shi's Breakthrough

Su Xun and Su Zhe looked at Su Shi helplessly and sighed in their hearts. The undeniable facts were right there, yet he still refused to admit it.

That's a bit too pretentious.

"Zizhan, humility is a good thing, but too much of a good thing can be bad!"

Su Xun patted his shoulder, shook his head, and walked out with Su Zhe.

Su Shi was dumbfounded. Sure enough, there is no such thing as a free lunch, even if it is a gift from heaven. He didn't sleep all night.

The next day, I went out alone to clear my head.

Upon encountering several classmates, he would go up and greet them, "Brother Wu Guan..."

But these people seemed to ignore him completely, walking right past him without giving him a second glance.

Su Shi was even more depressed. What an unexpected disaster!

But as a man of principle, he would not admit that he had not written that masterpiece.

So, along the way, he greeted many of his classmates, but none of them paid any attention to him.

“I’ll go see Brother Tang; he’ll surely understand me.”

With that in mind, Su Shi arrived at Huaxia Food Restaurant.

"Please come in, sir!"

The waiter was quite enthusiastic towards him.

Su Shi asked, "Is Brother Tang Bohu here?"

"Our third boss is here. May I ask who you are?"

"My name is Su Shi, also known as Su Zizhan. Please inform him, young man." Su Shi was very polite.

"You are the Su Shi who wrote 'When Will the Moon Be Bright?' I will go and inform him right away." The waiter said, and hurried upstairs.

Su Shi reached out, wanting to explain, but before he could, he could only sigh.

A moment later, Tang Bohu came down. "Brother Su, your presence is an honor to our Huaxia Cuisine Restaurant! Please come in!"

Seeing that Tang Bohu was still the same as always, Su Shi felt an urge to cry, realizing that he had made the right choice in coming.

"Thank you very much, Brother Tang."

The two went up to the third floor, where he explained what had happened to Tang Bohu.

"Brother Tang, that poem really wasn't written by me!"

Tang Bohu looked at Su Shi and saw that his expression was genuine, so he said, "Brother Su, how about this? You leave your calligraphy here. If it doesn't attract any literary energy, then that will be proof."

“Yes, how come I didn’t think of that?” Su Shi had been blinded by the lard before, but now he finally had a way to prove it. “Brother Tang, please give me paper and pen.”

Tang Bohu quickly prepared the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Su Shi ground the ink himself and then began to write.

I wrote "Prelude to Water Melody" in one go. After finishing it, I felt great joy, as if I had written the lyrics myself. This feeling was very strange. Then, a bad premonition arose in my heart.

The moment the poem was completed, a surge of literary energy filled the capital city, heading straight for the Huaxia Food Tower.

"Is another masterpiece about to be published?"

The group of scholars looked at each other in bewilderment.

"It's Huaxia Food Restaurant. It must be Brother Bohu. Let's go there quickly."

As a result, a large group of literati headed towards Huaxia Tower.

Su Shi was stunned as he stared at the golden words on the table.

"Brother Tang, what... what's going on?"

Tang Bohu's face twitched as he looked at Su Shi, his eyes filled with: 'I never expected this, Su Zizhan, you're actually this kind of person, putting on an act right in front of me.'

He slowly shook his head. "Brother Su, facts speak louder than words. As for me... sigh!"

"No, that's not true. Look, this is how it looked when I first wrote it, which shows that I've never written it before."

Su Shi explained again.

Tang Bohu said, "Brother Zizhan, what else do you want? It's true that this poem is your first time writing it, but you must have recited it aloud long ago and even heard it from Master Shang, which is why it looks like this today. Brother Zizhan, please stop pretending."

"I'm not pretending, it really isn't me." Su Shi broke down. "Heavens above, earth below, why are you playing this trick on me?"

He knelt down facing the window.

Tang Bohu looked at Su Shi and said, "Brother Zizhan is even more unrestrained than I am. We can kick Zhu Zhishan out and let him join our Four Great Talents of Jiangnan."

"Achoo!" Zhu Zhishan, who was heading towards Huaxia Food Restaurant, sneezed. "Brother Bohu must be missing me. I can have a good meal at the food restaurant again."

"I wonder what kind of masterpiece Brother Bohu has created that has attracted such a huge amount of literary energy, no less than the literary energy that Su Shi attracted last time!" Wen Zhengming said.

“That’s right.” Xu Zhenqing nodded. “Brother Bohu must have seen Su Zizhan’s poem ‘Shuidiao Getou’ and felt unconvinced, so he picked up his brush and wrote it in one stroke.”

The three walked and talked, and soon arrived at Huaxia Food Restaurant.

Upstairs, Tang Bohu looked at Su Shi and said, "Brother Su, come down with me and explain this."

"No," Su Shi said. "Even if I had a thousand mouths, I couldn't explain myself now. This really wasn't my doing, so why should I admit it?"

Tang Bohu shook his head and reached out to pick up Su Shi's calligraphy, only to find it incredibly heavy and requiring a great deal of effort to lift.

"Brother Su, here you go," he said with difficulty.

Su Shi turned his head and saw Tang Bohu gritting his teeth.

It's just a piece of paper, there's no need to make such a fuss.

He reached out and took it; it felt so light.

"Look, you are the author of this poem. Don't be modest. Take it and go explain it."

Tang Bohu felt that Su Shi was even better at putting on airs than he was. Besides the owner of the calligraphy, who else could lift such a heavy piece of calligraphy so easily?

Although there is no saying that poetry can govern the country, it certainly has a strong literary flavor!

Ah~! Ah~! Ah~!

Su Shi shouted three times in his heart, the sound deafening.

"Brother Tang, leave this here. I'm leaving." He said, placing the calligraphy on the table before dejectedly going downstairs.

I was in a daze the whole way.

Seeing his condition, Tang Bohu couldn't help but worry and followed him all the way.

He thought to himself, 'To be able to impersonate Brother Su like this is truly unprecedented throughout history! I admire you greatly! I admire you so much!'

"Brother Bohu is down!" Zhu Zhishan, with his sharp eyes, spotted Tang Bohu immediately and called out.

"Brother Bohu, what exactly is this poem? Let us see it quickly!" Wen Zhengming reached out to ask Tang Bohu for it.

Tang Bohu said, "It is the Water Melody Prelude written by Brother Zizhan. I saw him write it first."

Everyone then looked at Su Shi, realizing that something was wrong with his demeanor.

But that doesn't make sense either. The Water Melody Prelude had already spread far and wide, yet it was still just a first attempt in Su Shi's hands.

Su Shi offered no explanation, and walked towards his residence in a daze, seemingly possessed.

Zhu Zhishan asked, "Brother Bohu, what's wrong with Su Zizhan?"

Tang Bohu was also completely bewildered, and shook his head, saying, "Oh, that's it."

Several people followed along.

Su Shi returned to his residence, and for the next two weeks, he remained in the same state.

It wasn't until half a month later, when the Cao family mansion in the inner city was filled with literary fervor, causing a sensation in the capital, that he recovered. Then he burst into laughter, "I told you long ago, I didn't write these lyrics, I didn't write them! Now you should believe me, right? Hahaha!"

At that moment, he was so happy he cried.

Then it was Cao Cao's turn to be confused. Looking at his two-year-old child, he fell into a deep state of depression.

Chapter 173 Guan Yu's Wrath

Now let's talk about the other side.

Lin Zhu left Jincheng and continued south.