Smuggler of Two Worlds

Lu Zhaoling finished speaking, and he said it was perfect.

He also carried Great Expert Yun out. He believed that Jiang Fan could not refuse even if he could not write words.

As long as Jiang Fan's temporary words cannot reach the height of those poems, even if they are still above the standard, it will definitely disappoint everyone in the room!

The face he lost, even if there is no way to recover all of them, at least some of them are recovered.

As for whether Jiang Fan can make the same level of poems as those poems, this is a matter of no consideration.

No matter how Lu Zhaoling suspects that Jiang Fan’s poems were copied, he has to admit that the level of those poems has reached another realm.

It is a realm that is absolutely impossible to achieve by relying on learning and research, as long as there is not enough talent!

So in this case, how could it be possible to make words of the same level as those poems?

To really have that kind of ability...Is that still human?

Lu Zhaoling just thought about it, but found that Jiang Fan not at all agreed directly as he wanted, but looked at him strangely.

I couldn't help feeling a little flustered, and then forced to calm down and said: "What? Brother is unwilling? Or...simply can't write lyrics? It shouldn't be the case, I can write poems to the point Unrivaled in the world, how can you not write words? Unless... those poems were not written by Brother?"

This is very ridiculous and extremely excessive.

Prince of Wu Noble Son couldn't help frowning, but he was also looking forward to Jiang Fan's words in his heart, so he forcibly refused to speak, and wanted to see how Jiang Fan would respond.

"no no no, Young Master Lu has misunderstood, I just wonder, if you want me to write a lyrics, does it have anything to do with your writing promissory note? Even if you want me to write a lyrics, you always have to write promissory first Write down the note? Or say... Lu Young Master, do you want to renege on a debt?! So wow! It turns out that it is! Didn't expect Lu Young Master. You are actually this kind of person! I misunderstood you!"

Jiang Fan's face was puzzled at first, but at the same time he spoke, he changed into a stunned expression, and in the end, it became an expression full of grievance in indignation.

Some of the facial expression changes are very vivid.

Jiang Fan feels that he has performed extremely well, he is simply a movie star performance!

Like yourself!

Lu Zhaoling wanted to vomit blood out of anger, and after a violent ups and downs in his chest, after all, there was no way for Jiang Fan to be stupid.

Hitly picked up the brush again, and the flamboyant quickly wrote the promissory note, and then put the pen heavy, gritted his teeth and said: "Is this all right?"

Jiang Fan picked up the promissory note without noticing it. After reading the content, Fan folded the promissory note into his arms.

Satisfiedly said: "Yes, originally... I also wanted to let you press a handprint by Master Lu Young, but considering that Noble Son is insured, you don’t need to press this handprint. After all, I’m a People with principles and bottom lines! Trust is the basis for me to deal with people!"

Lu Zhaoling felt that he was going to be stunned, and Prince of Wu Noble Son rubbed the temple with a headache.

Lin Wanqing lowered his head with a look of lovelessness. Only the Great Expert Yun, the smile on his face seemed more obvious.

"Now...you can write words!"

Lu Zhaoling took a deep breath again, almost biting out these words from his teeth.

Jiang Fan's face showed a shy smile again, and said embarrassingly: "This...Of course, but the old rules, you know!"

I understand? ! What do i know? ! I know what a fart!

Lu Zhaoling is going crazy.

"It seems that Young Master Jiang’s rule is that regardless of the poem, the price of one Hundred Thousand String Coins? Since this phrase is made for me, then this Hundred Thousand String Coins is Let me come out. The premise is that the words satisfy me. What does Young Master Jiang think?"

All night, apart from the few words Prince of Wu Noble Son said during the inquiry, Great Expert Yun, who hadn't taken the initiative to speak, suddenly said with a smile.

This smile was like a mountain flower, making all the talents in the field look straight.

Lu Zhaoling was sluggish, and then he burst into pride, waved his hand, opened the mouth and said: "What is Great Expert Yun? Since I proposed it, of course it’s up to me. Come out the money! It’s the same as before! If I can make a word that Great Expert Yun is satisfied with, I will take a Hundred Thousand String Coins, if I can’t make it, I will lose me a Hundred Thousand String Coins!"

"Cough cough, Master Lu Young are all about this, can I still refuse? Then make a reunion festival, hope Great Expert Yun can like it."

Jiang Fan He leaned towards Yun Qingqing very gracefully, and then cleared his throat.

As Jiang Fan cleared his throat, the scene quieted down completely. Only a sloppy voice rang in everyone's ears.

"When will the bright moon be there? Put the wine...ask Qingtian!"

Huh? Isn't it too similar to the opening chapter of Ba Jiu Wen Yue?

The master who likes to taste poems the most can't help being slightly frowned.

But soon, the master discovered that he was wrong, and he was so wrong!

"I don't know what year is the palace in the sky. I want to go back by the wind, but I fear that Bejeweled Jade Tower, the height...it's very cold. Dance to figure out how the shadows look like in the world."

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lonely at the top? What a lonely at the top!

Prince of Wu Noble Son's eyes shone brightly.

Jiang Fan's voice continued to be heard loudly.

"Transfer to Zhu Pavilion, low Qi household, without sleep. There should be no hate, what is the long time to go to the other time? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has cloudy and sunny. This is impossible in ancient times. I hope For a long time, thousands of miles...together with Chanjuan!"

Jiang Fan's voice fell, but the scene was still quiet!

Everyone is involuntarily immersed in this phrase.

It's just everyone, because the touches that this first word has received are different!

People have sorrows and joys...the moon is cloudy and clear...this matter is hard to come by...

Yun Qingqing silently followed in my heart, and I didn’t know it. What, the whole person is so crazy.

Several masters shook their heads silently, closed their eyes and could not help recalling every word of the whole word in their hearts.

Many talents in the field looked at Jiang Fan who was standing in the center in amazement. For a while, they were shocked to Jiang Fan.

Someone...can write words like this, shaking the old illuminating the new? !

Although I don’t know what kind of ci-pai this is, it is indeed a very standard rhyme for ci-fu, is it...the conjunction cards are all created? !

This also...... isn't this too ridiculous? !

Looking at everyone around them with different expressions, but none of them said a word, Jiang Fan couldn't help scratching his head.

Did you...do it a little too much?

Otherwise...Shall we go first? Otherwise, looking at it like this, if you continue to stay, you may be entangled by many people.

That would be too much trouble.

But before you leave, just don’t stop doing it, and let’s give this poem a final word!

After all, such a thing as a saint in front of people is pretty cool!