Reckless man of entertainment who started from a novel

Chapter 69 When the embroidery mouth spit, it is half a prosperous Tang [Subscribe]

In full view.

Li Xiang tilted his head back and drank, the wine flowed down his jawline and soaked his chest.

The night is deep.

The atmosphere is gradually chilling!

It seems that the drums have sounded!

Thousands of poems turned into battle horses, just waiting to spew out from Li Xiang's mouth——

"Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, and it runs to the sea and never returns!"

"Don't you see, Gaotang Mingjing is sad and white hair, the morning is like blue silk and the evening turns into snow..."

"...The road is difficult, the road is difficult! Where are the many divergent roads?"

Before everyone could react, Li Xiang had already recited five or six poems while half drunk and half awake.

The capital is the top choice!
The audience was silent, only Li Xiang was chanting loudly.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, still in disbelief that this was true.

This kind of literary genius is like a madman, who has never heard of it or seen it!

Old Wei's pupils shrank, and he stared straight at Li Xiang. His appearance of freely swaying his literary talents... resembled the passing Mo Ziyuan.

This scene.

It was broadcast to thousands of households through the live broadcast, and everyone was dumbfounded when they saw it.

"The wine is full of wine, the breasts are still open, and the temples are slightly frosty, so why not? In the cloud of holding festivals, when will Feng Tang be sent!" This is Su Shi drinking.

"Looking at the sword while drunk, dreaming back to the battalion of blowing horns. The eight hundred miles are divided into fires, and the fifty strings are turned outside the fortress. The autumn soldiers on the battlefield..." Next it is Xin Qiji's turn to drink!
"It's a joy to meet each other with a pot of dirty wine, so many things from ancient to modern times are all laughed and talked about..." Afterwards, Yang Shen toasted and drank together!

"Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadows will form three people." Why is there so little drinking, Li Bai?

"Five-flowered horses, Qianjinqiu, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell the eternal sorrow with you!" This is still Li Bai drinking!
"Whoever abandons me, don't let the day of yesterday stay, and whoever disturbs my heart, today is so worrying..." Li Bai was already drunk by this time.

The audience was looking forward to it, and all eyes were on Li Xiang, with shock and disbelief written all over his face!
It is really unimaginable what I have heard and seen. The poems that can be called top grade are spread to everyone's ears as if they don't need money!

Not even the slightest stumbling...

It was as if he didn't have to think at all!
I've seen poetry and lyrics... I've never seen poetry and lyrics like this!
Anyone who is familiar with the way of poetry will know how amazing this scene is.

Backstage.

The chief director didn't even dare to blink, the camera had already been staring at Li Xiang closely, and the scene of Li Xiang reciting poems while drunk was broadcast all over the country along with the live broadcast.

mountain city.

Villa living room.

Wu Zhiyuan's face was full of shock, watching Li Xiang recite one after another of the masterpieces, he woke up halfway, swiped his pen and ink, and began to copy in the living room.

Although they don't know the allusions of some poems, it doesn't prevent these people from realizing the majestic poetry in them!

Li Xiang closed his eyes and leaned against the table. Amidst the astonished expressions of everyone, he still didn't stop.

The audience has long been overwhelmed by Li Xiang's actions, and looked at him with enthusiasm, as if they were watching a literary giant who is about to rise!

Xiangcheng Wine Co., Ltd.

It is the biggest title sponsor of this Mango Taichung Mid-Autumn Festival Gala.

conference room.

The leaders of the company had different expressions. The chairman clenched his fists and looked at the screen, the bottle of sweet-scented osmanthus brewed in Li Xiang's hand!

After tonight, Li Xiang is on fire!
And the sweet-scented osmanthus brew in his hand will explode!

This is a once-in-a-century opportunity for the company!
This is a huge business opportunity!

One person attains the Tao, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven... The ancients are sincere and do not deceive themselves!
"Hurry up and formulate an advertising plan! Old Liu, take someone to Mango Terrace immediately, and you must find Li Xiang. The spokesperson of Xiangcheng Wine Industry must be him!"

"Yes!"

……

In the auditorium.

Li wanted to take a sip of wine and recite a poem!

The wine in the bottle is already gone.

Fearing that if the wine ran out, Li Xiang's elegant mood would be interrupted. Before he could reach out, a knowledgeable audience handed him the sweet-scented osmanthus wine on the table.

Li Xiang took a sip of the booze.

From Guan Jujiu in the Book of Songs, to the boldness of Dafengge, from Qiyue Wuyi, with the same robes as the son, to the east of the river to scour the waves!

Tang Dynasty poet Meng Jiao's spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease!

Liu Yong, a poet of the Song Dynasty, forbears the false name and sings in a low voice instead!

Yuan Dynasty poet Ma Zhiyuan's sunset, heartbroken people in the end of the world!
Inside the huge studio.

Everyone fell silent, as if following Li Xiang's recitation, they were walking in the long river of history and experiencing China's 5000 years of wind and frost!
This ancient poem is the proof!
He suddenly opened his eyes, with a half-smile at the corners of his mouth, step by step he walked towards Zheng Guoqiang, towards this literary master who bullied his master and exterminated his ancestors!

step!
"Eternal and eternal, this hatred will last forever!"

Two steps!

"When the golden wind and the jade dew meet, they will win the countless worlds!"

Three steps!

"Ask what love is in the world, and directly teach life and death!"

Four steps!

"The white hair is three thousand feet long, and the fate is like a long one!"

Five steps!

"How much sorrow can I ask you? It's like a river of spring water flowing eastward!"

Six steps!

"Ten years of life and death are boundless, and if you don't think about it, you will never forget it!"

Seven steps!

"But let the flying generals of Dragon City stay, and don't teach Huma Duyin Mountain!"

Zheng Guoqiang was forced to retreat again and again, step by step more embarrassing!
At this time, Li Xiang brought Wenhua with him.

Who would dare to try his edge upon seeing this?
Quiet... the audience was silent!
I don't know how many people held their breaths, for fear of disturbing Li Xiang's performance!
Mid-Autumn Festival?

party?

The moon is still round, but people all over the country are not focused on admiring the moon, but on Li Xiang!
The moon was shining all over the sky, but everyone was so stingy that they refused to give it a single glance!
This may be the most ignorant Mid-Autumn Festival that the moon has ever had!
After an unknown amount of time, Li Xiang finally stopped this crazy performance.

"Hu~~"

The sound of breathing came and went, and it was obvious that the tense nerves of the audience did not dare to relax until this moment!

Li Xiang was drunk.

He staggered to Zheng Guoqiang's side, pointed at him and said, "Everyone in the literary world? Hehe...hahahahaha!"

The studio hall was still quiet at this time, so everyone saw Li Xiang's ridicule and remembered it in their hearts.

The audience has long been overwhelmed by Li Xiang, admiring to the point of prostration!
Plagiarism?

Li Xiang still needs to plagiarize?
Thinking back now, Zheng Guoqiang accused him of plagiarism for no reason?
Everyone looked contemptuous.

Do you still need to copy if you have this ability?

Copy his grandma's legs!
But if Li Xiang didn't plagiarize... Everyone looked at Zheng Guoqiang playfully, and everyone in the literary world actually lied?

To use the name of his own master to frame others?
If Grandmaster Mo Ziyuan knows...how would he feel?
Zheng Guoqiang was sweating profusely, waving his hands indiscriminately, and roared: "Just...even if he wrote these poems, even if he wrote thousands of poems! It still doesn't prove that he didn't plagiarize the song "Shui Tiao" !"

He is still dying, still quibbling!
Because he understands that admitting defeat is a dead end!
"Shut up!!!" Wei Yuan stood up, beard and hair, and angrily said: "Reciting casually is a famous sentence through the ages, why should such a person copy it? Why bother to copy it?"

Li Xiang half leaned against the steps, holding the wine bottle and drinking with his head up.

"Dang!"

The bottle fell to the ground.

With sleepy eyes, Li Xiang waved his hand and said, "I'm drunk and sleepy, go, go...fuck his grandma!"

　This chapter pays tribute to the tricky Qing Yu Nian. This is a literary novel, so Li Xiang will also write Qing Yu Nian later. This is part of his entertainment empire. It is a foreshadowing, but because the foreshadowing is long, in order to avoid being sprayed , First write it out and tell everyone.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)