What should I do if I become a Buddha at the beginning

Chapter 156 Senior Brother is Really a Great Writer of the World

Then Wang Changan got up, and walked to the open space beside the bonfire amidst a burst of warm applause.

The orange fire light shone on his body, coating his snow-white clothes with a faint halo.

"Cough cough."

Under the eyes of everyone, Wang Changan coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet. Everyone stood up involuntarily, looked at Wang Changan intently, and looked forward to his performance.

However, this situation made Wang Changan a little flustered. After all, there were hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at him. If he wanted to come up with a poem that not only fit the current situation, but also had a certain style. , the difficulty is not small.

I panicked, my mind went blank, not to mention reciting poems, even the poems I had memorized before were completely forgotten.

"Gah, I messed up my mentality."

Wang Changan complained in his heart, even if he couldn't remember anything and his mind went blank, he couldn't just stand still like a wooden man.

Since you don't know what to say, let's look at the night sky first. At the very least, you must be imposing and not make people feel like you are stage fright.

Thinking of this, Wang Changan put his hands behind his back, looked up at the night sky at 45 degrees, saw the sky full of stars, a round of bright moon hanging high above the sky, and his originally slightly flustered mood began to gradually return to calm.

At this time, coughing, the surroundings were silent, and even the sound of breathing was deliberately reduced a lot. When everyone looked at Wang Changan's appearance, they all had a strange feeling.

At this time, Wang Changan, like a hidden expert, stood under the dark night sky, accompanied by the bonfire. He raised his head and looked up at the deep night sky, as if thinking about a supreme truth. Qingyang, as if completely forgetting all kinds of things in the world.

At this moment, Wang Changan only felt a flash of inspiration in his mind, and an ancient poem that was very suitable for the current artistic conception came to mind.

He spoke calmly, his voice was clear, and it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears, and every word reached the depths of people's hearts.

"The night is full of stars, the night is dark, and the rock is lonely and the moon is not sinking."

After reading the first half of the sentence, he paused for a while, and then read it through.

"Perfect brilliance does not wear away, hanging in the blue sky is my heart."

As soon as these words came out, the bright moon seemed to feel something, and it became brighter in an instant. The silver-white moonlight illuminated the dark night sky, and the moonlight sprinkled the earth like water. Even the deep night sky became extremely gorgeous because of this.

At this moment, everyone felt extremely shocked. This poem is majestic, but also fits perfectly with this situation, making the originally dark night sky very different.

"Wonderful!"

"It's really wonderful."

Someone looked up at the sky, feeling something in his heart, and couldn't help but let out a sigh from the bottom of his heart.

Affected by this, everyone spoke up one after another, speaking their hearts without hesitation in praise.

"Eldest brother has outstanding literary talents, he is indeed a great writer in the world."

"Admiration, I don't know what you think, anyway, I admire it so much."

"Senior brother really deserves to be the proud son of heaven. He is a dragon and a phoenix among men. He not only creates miracles in his cultivation, but he also has extraordinary fortune in poetry and poetry."

"In this situation, I really want to say some unique compliments, but Naihe himself didn't ask any questions, and just said awesome."

"Eldest brother, awesome."

"Damn it, it's amazing, senior brother is really amazing."

......

Waves of praise continued to ring out in the crowd. There were a large number of people present. Although they may not all understand the meaning of this poem, seeing others are constantly praising, out of blind obedience, they also Will follow with praise.

Sometimes it doesn't matter whether you understand or not, the most important thing is not to make yourself look different, just like when other people are praising Wang Chang'an for being great, if someone next to him doesn't say a word, he will definitely be regarded as not appreciative.

Or because of limited comprehension ability, there is no way to understand the meaning of this poem read by Wang Changan. Isn't this the same as telling others that their IQ is limited and their comprehension ability is poor.

The admiration sounded one after another, even stronger than when Li Yuelong played the piano just now, directly pushing the atmosphere present to a new climax.

Although Li Yuelong was a hundred meters away at this time, Wang Changan's voice was clearly heard in her ears, which touched her heart, and her face under the gauze changed, her beautiful eyes glowed With a strange expression, he looked at Wang Changan from a distance.

The intense applause lasted for a long time, until Zhang Ninghao said again, "Do you think this poem written by senior brother is good?"

"it is good."

Everyone replied in unison.

In order to heighten the atmosphere, Zhang Yaohao deliberately said: "If it's good, then you all should speak louder."

"it is good."

Everyone's loud answer sounded again, like a burst of thunder, which made people's ears buzz.

"Everyone thinks it's good, and that's really good."

Zhang Ninghao said with a smile: "You guys don't think it's enough, do you want to play a song with senior brother?"

"Not fun."

"Here comes a good poem."

"Brother please come to Yisong."

......

Everyone was excited by Zhang Ninghao's few words, so they all yelled at Wang Chang'an in unison.

"Okay, stay safe and don't be impatient. Let me represent everyone's opinions and invite Senior Brother Wang to come to a song."

"Do you think it's good?"

Seeing everyone's excitement, the smile on Zhang Ninghao's face became more intense.

"it is good."

Everyone applauded loudly, in such a lively atmosphere, even Li Yuelong, who was always cold, felt an inexplicable impulse, and was almost brought in, and followed the crowd to applaud Wang Changan regardless of his image.

Fortunately, the last remaining rationality in her was not distracted by the passionate atmosphere of the crowd, so she could still keep calm, sitting in front of the long piano, her beautiful eyes twinkling with stars, enjoying this rare scene with great interest. see the screen.

"Brother, look."

"This is all the wishes of the juniors, you must fulfill the wishes of the juniors."

"Can I have another song?"

Although Zhang Ninghao believed that the performance just now had fully mobilized everyone's emotions, when he saw Wang Changan, his full confidence instantly became very empty like a leak.

At this time, in Zhang Ninghao's view, even though Wang Changan was overwhelmed by the impassioned emotions of the crowd, he remained unmoved by it, and kept a calm smile from the beginning to the end, as if he had transcended the crowd and calmed down. It's like enjoying everyone's hard work.

(End of this chapter)