"A song "Shuitu Songtou" and "Niannujiao", I wonder if it can still be seen by Brother Weizhong?"

Turning around and looking at the audience, Xu Xian looked calm and asked Yan Song, who was confused.

Yan Song: ""mmp, this is not cultivating the truth! These are obviously poems that have never appeared in the previous life. How did Xu Xian do it?

I obviously snatched his poems, but I should have been the show-off, but he was trampled to nothing.

Why? Why can he make better poems now?

I am a reborn person. I, Yan Song, came back this time to become a saint and be a ancestor, to make up for the regrets of the past one by one, and to step on all the enemies under my feet.

Why did it become like this?

Is it possible that if you are reborn once, you are destined to become a foil for Xu Xian?

Yan Song didn't believe it, he didn't believe that fate would be so unfair to him.

Fate gave him the chance to do it again. Could it be that he would do it again and experience the feeling of being stepped on again?

Thinking of this, Yan Song's eyes turned red.

Seeing Xu Xian return to his seat and drink a drink by himself again, Yan Song estimated in his heart that the time was not too long.

After a while, my old enemy will completely dissipate in time, and everything about him will belong to him from now on.

Thinking of this, Yan Song became more and more urgent.

No matter how you say no regrets, Yan Song has just returned from being reborn. Facing his first enemy, he cannot openly step on the other side.

With such a rebirth, what else can we talk about?

"The Chinese sentence 'I hope that people will last forever and share the beauty of the moon with thousands of miles apart' can be said to have written all the worries of the world. It's a pity that I am not as open-minded as Chinese.

When I heard a Chinese poem "Shuitu Songtou", I couldn't help but arouse my thoughts in my brother's heart. I thought of my lover, and couldn't help writing a lyrics, wanting to ask Chinese to continue to appreciate it."

After saying that, Yan Song didn't care how Xu Xian responded and started to recite the poem again.

"On the Lantern Festival last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as day, the moon was on the willows, and people made an appointment after dusk."

The four sentences were released, and many people in the hall couldn't help but hold their breath.

The moon rises to the willows, and people make an appointment after dusk?

What a nice view!

While holding his breath, his eyes looked at Yan Song with one another, waiting for him to see the follow-up. Although these four sentences are beautiful, people with a little knowledge can hear them. This poem is not written in full.

Then

"On the New Year's Eve this year, the moon and the stars are still there"

Huh? The person who looked at Yan Song couldn't help but be stunned. Yan Song hadn't spoken yet, so where did this sound come from?

Wait and wait

The person who felt that the voice was a little familiar, subconsciously turned his gaze to Xu Xian.

Then, Xu Xian's lips moved slightly, and the remaining two sentences were spit out, "I didn't see anyone last year, and tears filled the sleeves of the spring shirt."

"Awesome value from Xiaotian Dog"

"From"

After reciting, Xu Xian turned to look at Yan Song.

"Yi, brother Zhong, the first half of your poem is coincidental with my thoughts on the Lantern Festival a few days ago.

I couldn't help but recite the second half of my thoughts, and I said it to me! I'm so ugly!

Brother Weizhong, please continue your performance!”

Xu Xian's face was smiling, but in Yan Song's eyes, he was like a devil, full of jokes.

Why did I become so stupid when I was in Yuan Ye? Why didn’t I realize that this poem should have been written on Yuan Ye?

Why did you make yourself stupid and take out this poem?

I didn't seem to be so stupid before!

Yan Song wanted to give himself two big mouths and wanted to show off, but he didn't expect to pretend to be a fool.

This is so embarrassing!

Just when Yan Song was embarrassed, Xu Xian stood up.

"Brother Weizhong is interrupting your thoughts by blaming me?

I couldn't help it for a moment, and I was really sorry. To express my apology to Brother Weizhong, I also have some poems about love here. I happened to be in line with Brother Weizhong's poem on the willow branches under the moon, so I took it out to show my ugly face and make everyone smile!"

When he walked closer to Yan Song, Xu Xian showed humility and politeness.

Then

Small red papers tell you everything about your business, the wild geese are in the clouds and fish are in the water, and I feel sad that this feeling is hard to send.

The setting sun leans alone on the west building, and the distant mountain faces the curtain hook. The face of the people is unknown, and the green waves are still flowing eastward.

What does this poem expressing love and longing, Brother Wuzhong thinks?”

Yan Song: ""I haven't heard of it!

"From"

"Where will I go to my heart when I leave you in the eternal night? I will only realize that I remember you deeply."

Xu Xian: "Brother Weizhong, what do you think?"

Yan Song: ""I haven't heard of it yet.

"From"

"The sky is not old, love is hard to stop, the heart is like a spider web, with thousands of knots in it. As night passes, the east window is not white and the waning moon is condensed."

Xu Xian: "Brother Weizhong, what do you think?"

Yan Song: ""mmp!

"From"

"After farewell, I remember meeting each other, and I dreamed of you several times"

Xu Xian: "Brother Weizhong?"

Yan Song: ""Please continue your performance.

"From"

"There are red beans in Linglong dice, if you miss you, don't know it."

Xu Xian: "Brother Weizhong?"

Yan Song: ""Read it, the more you read, the better. Anyway, these will become mine.

Yan Song was also very excited. Anyway, when he was to take over the body, everything Xu Xian was his own. The more ruthless he pretended now, the greater the benefits he would be for him.

I thought I was stupid before. I was obviously going to take over Xu Xian's body, but I was still thinking about suppressing Xu Xian in my talent.

If you really suppress it, wouldn’t you be treated as a laughing stock when you become Xu Xian?

"I am the Jade Emperor."

"You've been beaten by a monkey!"

"I am the master of the three realms!"

"You've been beaten by a monkey!"

"I can kill you a hundred thousand times with just one sneeze!"

"You've been beaten by a monkey!"

Thinking of a conversation between Xu Xian and the Jade Emperor back then, Yan Song suddenly felt that his previous behavior was really stupid.

If I really made myself a good move just now, wouldn’t I have a dark history when I become a saint and an ancestor in the future?

"I am the saint of Wendao."

"You have been trampled by Yan Song!"

"I am the fifth ancestor of the Taoist sect!"

"You have been trampled by Yan Song!"

Damn, although I am Yan Song, I still look bad in terms of face!

After thinking about this, Yan Song was no longer angry or uncomfortable. Seeing Xu Xian throwing out his poems one by one, his heart was filled with joy.

Mine! Mine! These are mine!

"Only you will never miss you in your life, you will miss you, and you will be sad."

Xu Xian: "Brother Weizhong?"

The system prompts to continue to flood the screen.
To be continued...