It's a festival, why not just create a lively atmosphere?
In response to the requests of the people and spectators around him, Tang Sufan lowered his head slightly and looked thoughtful.
Under the gaze of countless people...
Not for a while~
Then he raised his head confidently and held his head high.
With a melodious look on his face, he raised his voice to the people around him.
"If there is a lamp without a moon, it will not entertain people. If there is a moon without a lamp, it is not spring."
"When spring comes, people are like jade in the world, and under the lamplight, the moon is like silver~"
"The streets are full of jewels and greenery, the city girls, the gods of the temple playing music and singing in the Buddha pond~"
"If you don't smile, how can you get rid of this~liang~chen..."
As soon as he said the last words, Tang Sufan showed a cool and unrestrained manner, with a gentle smile, and gestured to a few girls on the street.
Handsome as the wind, as handsome as an immortal~
This hand stirs people's hearts, and it also stirs the girl's heart, so-called perfect score.
Immediately.
The girls screamed one by one!
During the festival, the handsome and talented young man in the procession of the Holy Spirit wrote poems to them. Such poems were praised by everyone, which made all the girls excited and excited at the same time.
Just like the handsome guy who has attracted much attention in the future, he is handsome and rich, but he only smiles at you, can girls not be excited?
And this scream~
Tang Sufan, who was so frightened that his face was like a spring breeze, trembled, and his cool and unrestrained demeanor almost broke down.
Tsk tsk tsk, no matter what happens in the future, it seems that the girls’ passive skills are still terrifying.
With a voice like this, it’s no wonder that the lion’s roar skill is the charter housewife’s signature skill. Don’t lie to me.
On the other side, the young talents from the Sixth Form of the Imperial Academy and the Hanlin Academy looked at Tang Sufan with murderous eyes!
Everyone couldn't help but secretly glared away, but no one dared to say anything.
The words are neatly contrasted, the artistic conception is appropriate, and it is tactful and meaningful. Even a person with a great Confucian talent still needs a long time to think about it, and he can produce a masterpiece so quickly.
Who can compare?
It's not that they don't scream, it's just that they don't have enough strength...
Even Zheng Lihao sneered at the classmates around him as if he was resigned to his fate.
Oh, look, I really see things clearly.
Even the fat man Zhang Cai cast a pitiful look at the talented people who fell silent for a moment.
Look at this guy, he's handsome, talented, and can seduce other girls, he's not on the same level at all.
No wonder people slap you in the face~
Seeing the peach-blossoming gazes cast by the girls on Tang Sufan, even a man would be tempted.
No time.
Tang Sufan's face was recognized.
"This young master looks so familiar, wait a minute, she is the little poetry fairy from Xiaoyaoxuan! It's the little poetry fairy!!!!"
"Where, what little poetry fairy?"
Suddenly, a person quickly pointed his hand to give guidance to the people around him.
"No, no, no, the one who just composed the poem is the little Poet Fairy!"
"Little Shixian?"
"No wonder, he is indeed a little poetry fairy. Writing poetry is as easy as drinking water!"
"Little Poet Fairy!! Little Poet Fairy!"
"Little Shixian!!!"
"One more song, one more song!"
The name of Chang'an City's "Little Poet Immortal" is known to many people in Chang'an even though they have never met him in person.
Once the idea of watching the excitement spreads, it will be a roar like a mountain and a tsunami.
It's like a fan meeting in later generations.
Even the people behind me who didn’t see anything were still shouting along.
No matter what, it’s a big holiday and the main thing is fun~
When the name of the Little Poet Fairy came up, there was an uproar of people and it was really lively.
Even Tang Sufan couldn't help but quickly put away his careless look.
I can't help but feel complacent...
Tsk tsk tsk, this accidentally became a national idol.
This was so noisy that I had to pay attention to my image.
Tang Sufan really didn't expect that a poem he memorized with interest would have such a big effect.
As the voices around him continued to grow, Tang Sufan had no choice but to follow the voices of the crowd and continue searching for verses in his mind.
It's a festival, just steal two more songs, it won't be shabby.
"Little Poet Fairy! One more song!"
"One more song!!"
"Little Shixian!!"
The enthusiastic voices around them made the students from the Sixth Academy of the Imperial Academy and the Hanlin Academy, as well as the leading master Han Zichuan, lose their dignity.
They are obviously the place with the greatest literary talents in Chang'an, but now they have been robbed of the limelight by a businessman.
How can that face look good?
"Oh, I don't believe it. How talented are you in literature? You can cater to such a crowd!"
Han Zichuan sneered. Although he didn't look good on his face, he still looked down upon him.
It should be noted that there are only a few of these Shangyuan poems that have been talked about since ancient times.
Which literati writes poetry only when he is inspired by it, instead of scratching his head and hair, looking up to the sky and roaring, and not getting a single word of appreciation for several days?
Now, if you are given the title of Shangyuan, it will only be temporary for you to show off.
Let's see how long you will be proud!
Under the very ugly looks of the students from the Sixth Form of the Imperial Academy and the Hanlin Academy, Tang Sufan came over again.
"Wearing colorful clothes and make-up everywhere, children are bustling with lights on Sixth Street~"
"I am the same person in the long gown, and I am also among the tourists laughing~"
"good!!!"
"good!!!!"
"As expected of the Little Poet Fairy! Great!"
"good!!!"
The lively applause and admiration followed, resounding throughout the audience.
Come from the masses and go to the masses.
Tang Sufan used the truth of later generations very appropriately.
This poem is written about making a crowd of spectators look on, and lowering one's status as a saint in the procession. The whole sentence is easy to understand.
Even old men and children can understand the meaning.
Can you not praise and applaud this?
With the lively atmosphere of the crowd, Tang Sufan was able to do both right and wrong. He even waved and mingled with the crowd obviously.
There is no way, the enthusiasm, the people are so enthusiastic.
Naturally, he also wants to be an idol that is approachable, right?
At this time, I didn’t know it, but he was the one who was cruising.
There was almost a group of students on the right, like a group of mutes, with ugly faces and dare not speak.
Every time Tang Sufan was in glory, they felt miserable for a moment!
Suddenly, they wanted this damn cruise to be over.
It's so embarrassing! It's so embarrassing!
When Han Zichuan was looking forward to Tang Sufan's "exhaustion of talents".
Tang Sufan turned out to be cheating, and he would come up with a popular poem every once in a while.
Walk all the way and raise your voice loudly all the way.
His demeanor was so free and unrestrained. At first, this guy even pretended to be brooding, but later he stopped pretending at all.
After taking a few steps, he opened his mouth and stood up, flowing smoothly, which raised the atmosphere around him to an extreme.
There were die-hard fans chasing her all the way, shouting "Little Shixian".
This made Tang Sufan even more energetic.
Don't ask, the question is that Tang Sufan had already obtained a copy of "Tang Ci on the Pillow" somewhere in the system a long time ago. How could he not have some poems and songs with him while walking in the Tang Dynasty.
In this way, when Tang Sufan was immersed in himself and became an idol all the way, the complexion of the Sixth Academy of the Imperial Academy was like the pebbles that were constantly splashed with water, and it was difficult to see the sense of hierarchy.
Even the parade in front was startled by the sudden upsurge of atmosphere behind them.
They couldn't help but look back secretly. His Majesty had clearly passed by, but there was someone running around naked behind him, shouting so loudly.
Even Li Shimin, who was at the front, vaguely heard cheers that did not belong to him...
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