At ten o'clock in the morning, Chen Ran sat in an empty ancient courtyard on Douyu's live streaming page.
There was a jug of wine in front of him, and behind him was a large wheel filled with numbers.
Lin Yushi was beside the wheel.
"It's starting. The live broadcast is starting. Hurry up and watch it!”
"Look at how I, Chen Da, smack my face!”
"That guy, is he trying to perform darts?”
Chen Ran smiled at the camera.”
The screen was filled with rockets as soon as he said hello. That fellow had sent gifts all over the screen.
"Chen Da is so handsome. Tomorrow, when school starts at Beijing Film Academy, we'll go and block him.”
"The Burning Legion has set out for the Northern Shadow Empire.”
"Are there any guides?"
"Yes, yes, yes. I, Yang Zishan, will lead the way!”Yang Zishan, a famous child star, was in her third year of university. She had more representative works than some 40 - 50-year-old A-list actors.
"Aiyo, Sister Yang Zi has taken a fancy to Junior too?”
"Of course. His looks are way better than Pan An's.”
Chen Ran looked at the bullet screen and smiled.”
"Big Chen, how do we play? It seemed to be a game. Was it throwing darts to determine random questions?”
Chen Ran shook his head." People will say that I cheated. There's a Xinhua dictionary here. Almost every commonly used Chinese character is on it." The large wheel beside him was filled with numbers, and each number represented a word.”
"Indeed, none of them are repeated. They are all page numbers and row numbers.”
Chen Ran picked up the brush in front of him." Next, I'm going to swing the brush in the air. The ink will fly out. The word on which the ink falls will be the title of my poem."”
"I'll put an X on it. The livestream time is to finish this pot of wine and write as many poems as I can.”
"Are you kidding me? Who can do that? Even the ancient poetry immortals can't do it. That's right, Li Qinglian herself is known as the Hundred Wine Poem Competition, but the questions aren't random!”
"It's not just random questions. Chen Da wants to write with a brush, so it's very slow!”
Chen Ran stood in front of the wheel while Lin Yushi turned the wheel.""In order to prevent people from saying that I cheated, if the ink dot is too big and shifts the entire wheel, I will write a thousand poems today.”
"Hahaha!" Of course, everyone knew that Chen Ran was joking.
He waved the brush, and the ink flew out. The wheel slowly stopped.
Lin Yushi counted from the top,""This number is water."
Chen Ran picked up his wine glass and drank it in one gulp. He picked up his brush and laid out the paper.
"Oh my god, Big Chen's calligraphy is really good. It's even better than those big shots from the Calligraphy Association.”
"This is called writing? You must be joking! This was called calligraphy, calligraphy! If you took this out, you could forget about buying it without tens of thousands!”
"This is still a modern work. The price might soar by hundreds of thousands in a few years!“
On the other side, Ye 'zi and Nan Ran, who had been invited today, picked up the poem that Chen Ran had written. Ye' zi took a look and began to recite.
"Wine Battle."
Abandon me and go, yesterday's day can not stay;
What troubles my heart is that today's day is full of worries.
The wind blows thousands of miles to send autumn geese, which can be drunk in the high buildings.
Penglai article Jian 'an bone, in the middle of the small Xie and clear hair.
They all want to fly, want to go to the blue sky to see the moon.
Cut off the water with a knife, and the water will flow again. Drink a cup to drown your sorrow, and the sorrow will grow even more.
Life is not satisfactory in this world, but in the morning, I will play with a small boat.”
"Oh my god, drawing a knife to cut off the water, the water flows even more, wanting to climb the blue sky to embrace the bright moon. Yesterday's day cannot be left behind. What a joke. If this talent was placed in the ancient times, why would anyone else take the exam?”
"Impossible. Did you write it on the spot? That's impossible."
"Everyone, quiet down. This water question can be marked. Let's continue reading.”
"What are you looking at? I estimate that today's poem will be recorded as the greatest collection of poems in history.”
"Send a hundred rockets!”
Lin Yushi compared it to the second ink dot and said,"The second word, flower."”
"This question is simple and easy to write!”
Chen Ran took a sip and picked up his brush again.
"The 'Ode to Chrysanthemum' will wait until autumn arrives on the 8th of September.
The array of Heavenly Incense penetrated Chang 'an, and the whole city was covered with golden armor.”
"Bu Suanzi, Yongmei, by the broken bridge outside the post station, loneliness opens without an owner. It's already dusk, I'm sad alone, more wind and rain.
I have no intention of fighting for spring, but I let the crowd envy me. Scattered into mud and ground into dust, only the fragrance remains.”
"The Peach Blossom Monastery is located in the Peach Blossom Monastery in the Peach Blossom Cove.
Peach Blossom Immortal planted peach trees and plucked peach blossoms to exchange for wine money.
When sober, I sit in front of flowers; When drunk, I sleep under flowers.
Half drunk and half awake, day after day, flowers fall and bloom year after year.
The world laughed at me for being too crazy, and I laughed at others for not seeing through me.
I can't see the tombs of heroes in the five mausoleums. There are no flowers, no wine, no hoes, no fields.”
"Pear Blossom: The north wind rolls the white grass, and snow falls in August.
It was as if a spring breeze had suddenly come, and thousands of pear trees had bloomed.”
"Crazy! This was crazy! In order to prevent people from saying that the question was not correct, Chen Da directly wrote chrysanthemum, plum blossom, peach blossom, and pear blossom in one go!”
"Eh, there's more!"
"This is 'West Lake Lotus!'"
"After all, the scenery of West Lake in June is different from the four seasons.
The lotus leaves connecting the sky were infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun were unusually red.”
Chen Ran stopped writing." Brothers, let's start the bullet comments. I'll write about the flower that has the highest popularity!"”
"Sweet potato flower!"
"Gardenias!"
"Hibiscus!"
"Roses!"
"Rose! Rose!"
"Rose!"
"Rose?" Where did this ancient poem come from? However, Chen Ran did not hesitate and picked up another pen on the table.
"Quill? What is Chen Da doing?"
Chen Ran picked up the quill and started writing in fluent English.
"What is the meaning of this?"
"This is an English poem!"
Since Chen Ran wanted to show off his skills, he naturally had to beat him up ruthlessly. He had to recite all the poems from ancient times, Chinese and foreign.
This poem was from the Ying Country writer,'With Me, Past, Present, Future.'
After Chen Ran finished writing, he quickly translated it."In my heart there is a tiger sniffing the rose."
Rose, rose.
"Classic! An eternal classic! I didn't expect an English classic poem to be written by a Chinese!”A turtle who was studying classical literature overseas exclaimed.
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