Chapter 1725 Asking the Lover

Xu Yi was slightly shocked. The young man didn't say anything when he let Feng Jiu enter the light door. At this moment, he actually recognized who he was.

With a thought, Xu Yi held two more middle-grade spiritual stones in his palm and handed them to the young man in green.

The latter looked frightened and waved his hands repeatedly, "You can't do it, you can't do it. If so, sir, instead of thanking me, you are actually harming me."

Seeing that the boy in green didn't seem to be faking it, Xu Yi took the spirit stone and thought to himself that there really was a cat that was not stained with fish. Just as he was about to step through the light door, he heard the boy whisper, "Sir, wait a minute."

Seeing that the boy was about to speak but hesitated, Xu Yi smiled and said, "Brother, tell me what you have to say."

The young man in Tsing Yi's face turned red and said in a low voice, "Mr.'s literary reputation is astonishing all over the world. I risk my life to ask him to give me his writing. I'm afraid, I'm afraid..."

Xu Yi never expected that this person would make such a request. He laughed, took out the piece of paper, and instantly wrote down an article "Snowy Night on the Autumn River", named it, and handed it to the boy in Tsing Yi.

The young man in green clothes was shaking with excitement. He held it as if it was a treasure and carefully put it away. He was so excited that it was hard to describe.

The original intention of the boy in Tsing Yi was that he would be extremely satisfied if Xu Yi could leave the word "Xu Yi" behind.

You must know that the names of many famous celebrities have long been spread throughout the East Sea Demon Territory along with those gorgeous works, and have rapidly expanded to the other three sea monster realms.

When Xu Yi had a gambling battle with Feng Jiu and others, all of the autographs he left behind have become valuable treasures. They have been sold to extremely astonishing prices, but they have never been circulated on the market.

And that "Snowy Night on the Autumn River", because of its gorgeous literary talent, flowing light, and long length, the most important thing is that this "Snowy Night on the Autumn River" has surpassed Yu Jizi's masterpiece that has been handed down from generation to generation. Going down is even more meaningful.

This piece is especially the most valuable and sought after on the market.

The boy in green clothes never expected that this important treasure would fall into his hands in an instant. At this moment, his excitement was gone and he was simply terrified.

Xu Yi said, "Brother, there is no need to panic. It's just a piece of writing. It's nothing. Xu has something unknown, so he asked for advice. I don't know why I was separated from the previous dear friend. What's the significance of this? In addition, this banquet , what is the theme?”

The boy in Tsing Yi received Xu Yi's valuable gift and was very frightened. After hearing Xu Yi's questions, he told them all at once.

It turned out that Xu Yi was brought to this room because of the special instructions given by the nobleman. For this reason, the young man in green was also given an image of Xu Yi.

The boy in green clothes was there, not to attract others, but to attract Xu Yi.

According to the boy in Tsing Yi, those who can enter this door are all celebrities among the nobles.

As for the theme of this banquet, it was said to be the Spring Festival, but the standard was surprisingly high. Not only did all the high-level officials of the East China Sea Demon Realm arrive, but also personnel from the other three major demon regions arrived.

The young boy in green clothes was of a low status and his knowledge was limited. Xu Yi hugged him with a fist and stepped into the light door.

As soon as you see the flowers, you arrive at a spacious hall. The hall is extremely luxuriously decorated, full of light, and has a main color of rose. As soon as you enter the eyes, you will feel warm.

If he hadn't been reminded by the young man in green clothes, who knew that this light gate was only for congratulatory visitors to rest temporarily, Xu Yi would have thought that the dinner party had already begun.

A beautiful band was playing soothing music on the side. About seventy or eighty charming men and women in various costumes were scattered everywhere, drinking and chatting, and the atmosphere was extremely lively.

He was looking at the entire hall, and a beautiful woman in a royal blue dress, who was about ten steps to his left, suddenly turned pale, stared at him, and screamed, "Ah, ah, The lover is here, the lover is here."

The scene suddenly exploded. More than twenty figures crowded towards us, all of them were beautiful banshees. Their faces were flushed and excited.

For a time, everyone in the audience looked sideways.

Xu Yi hurriedly clasped his fists and shouted "Ashamed" repeatedly.

After just a moment of contact with the boy in green clothes, he was amazed at his current reputation, but he never expected that it would be such a sensation.

He also heard the nickname of "Asking Lover" mentioned by the boy in Tsing Yi. It was taken from the essay "Asking What Love Is in the World" when meeting friends at the club's headquarters later in order to cope with the assessment of club members. .

Judging from what the young man in green clothes means, this piece is even more popular than "Snowy Night on the Autumn River". The demon tribe has a warm and unrestrained temperament, and the piece "Asking What Love Is in the World" is the easiest to get into the hearts of the demon tribe.

For a time, he was nicknamed "The Lover" by the busybody.

Xu Yi just smiled when the young man in green mentioned this matter.

But the current commotion, with everyone shouting "ask for your lover", was beyond his expectation.

"Ask your lover, he has such a great name, but I don't know whether he is worthy of his name or whether he is deceiving the world and stealing his name."

The venue was noisy, and a voice resounded throughout the entire venue.

Looking around, he saw a young man in a yellow robe and a high crown, with a soft face and a stern expression.

Seeing Xu Yi's gaze, the young man in yellow robe and high crown cupped his fists and said, "I am Meng Tianchang of Sanyao Mountain. You should have heard of my name. "Xiantan Poetry Talk" is Meng's masterpiece."

"Sorry, I have never heard of your name, and I don't know anything about "Xiantan Poetry". Brother Meng, please don't blame me for being upright."

Xu Yi said with a smile.

He could use his toes to figure out what Meng Tianchang was going to do.

Literati have always looked down upon each other, and it has been difficult to be number one in the world since ancient times.

This man has made it clear that he is going to play provocation and then challenge again, and he really has no intention of playing these tricks.

"Hahaha, that's ridiculous. How can Meng Tianchang be compared to Qian Qinglang? No one has ever heard of you, no matter how famous you are."

"That is, everyone wants to compete with the lover, and when they see someone's reputation, they want to bring him down."

"Who can't understand what this kind of person thinks? Even if you lose, you can raise your status. If you are lucky enough to win, I'm afraid it will be publicized all over the world..."

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As soon as Xu Yicai expressed his stance, his group of enthusiastic banshee fans spoke out and made noise, making Meng Tianchang look like he had opened a big dyeing shop.

At this moment, a voice said, "Ignorance is not guilty. Brother Meng, why should you be angry? That "Xiantan Poetry Talk" is truly the best work on poetry in the world. Someone as far away as Beihai has heard of it. One of the "Poetry Sources" It is very well written, and the poems and articles discussed in the article are all from my heart. They are really well-founded and deeply rooted in my heart. According to the theory in Brother Meng's "Poetry Source", the origin of Brother Xu's works is probably There is a problem. After all, a person's poems and articles are all the voice of one person, and the voice of the heart can be traced. But the styles of Brother Xu's works are so varied that they don't seem to be written by one person at all. How can I explain it?"

At this point, the white-faced young man who spoke raised his fist at Xu Yi and said, "I forgot to introduce you, I am Beihai Wenbin."

"Wen Bin writes a poem in three steps!"

"No one in the world looks at Wen Bin in the sunset!"

"It is rumored that this person is the number one person in Beihai literary world."

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