Chapter 242: A Song of Drinking Wine, Titled the First Immortal in the Literary World

The confession balloon ended, and Su Qingfeng panicked.

He saw desire in the eyes of those crazy girls!

The desire to possess him fiercely and demand from him!

Although Su Qingfeng is now powerful, the indescribable exercise back then can hardly make him tired and weak anymore.

But that’s only for one person! And it must be a player below the god level!

Although the strength of those arrogant girls is basically lower than level 50, their softness cannot make him tough and soft, but they can't stand the crowd!

As long as there are enough people, even an iron pestle and sponge will be ground into needles!

Perhaps because he had suffered too much in matters between men and women, Su Qingfeng's eyes showed a little bit of terror, and his eyes were filled with light.

At this time, the camera zoomed in, and Su Qingfeng's unique face was reflected on the big screen. With this look, in the eyes of everyone, he looked more like he was full of affection, pity and distress for the woman!

It completely activated the desire in the girl's heart.

Su Qingfeng quickly sent a message to Yan Shaozhe:

"Big brother, it's your turn. Start the next program and finish it early."

It feels so terrible to let everyone's emotions escape from the song "Confession Balloon".

Yan Shaozhe glanced at Su Qingfeng unexpectedly and thought to himself:

Are you in such a hurry to get to the next show? It seems that the junior brother also wants to finish the performance as soon as possible and enter the final step of selecting a partner.

That's right, my junior brother is already fourteen years old. For commoners on the mainland, fourteen is almost the age to marry and have children. It is normal for people to have their first love and want to choose a partner.

Xiaotao, you have to strive for your best. In this regard, the teacher can't help you much now.

Yan Shaozhe's figure appeared, and his voice woke up everyone who was immersed in Su Qingfeng's crazy love fantasy:

"It's so beautiful. This song "Confession Balloon" is so melodious, as if people are immersed in a sweet world of candy. I wonder who our Starry Sky Son is thinking in his mind to create this sweet love song?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's attention shifted from Su Qingfeng's appearance and music to his creative state.

Yes, why can Su Qingfeng write such a love song?

It must be that he himself is yearning for love!

There may even be a lover in my heart!

Ma Xiaotao: That person must be me! I was the first girl to meet my junior uncle, and even then, it turned out that my junior uncle loved me so much!

Ye Xishui's eyes widened: Xiaoyou~ This little Qingfeng is really cold on the outside and hot on the inside! This song is most likely written for me, but due to secular concepts, I don't want to admit it!

Tang Wutong: Of course I am the only one who agrees with such a sweet and beautiful song! Brother Qingfeng, I receive your love~mua~

Gu Yuena: Hey, a bunch of ordinary women, I don’t know what they are fighting about. My dragon husband is also someone you can try to get involved with? You'd better just take a look and chat about who dares to take advantage of it, and be careful when walking at night in the future.

Su Qingfeng was speechless.

Ah! Big brother! I'm asking you to quickly transition out of this atmosphere, not asking you to continue leading my rhythm!

Fortunately, after Yan Shaozhe praised Su Qingfeng for a while, he finally spoke:

"Everyone, take a break. In ten minutes, our next program by Starry Sky Son will be on. Please stay tuned."

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After ten minutes of settling and crazy discussion, the boys and girls present were thirsty and finally became much quieter.

As Yan Shaozhe's poetry program started, the audience gathered around once again, blocking the entire Poseidon Lake with water.

Politicians and writers from various countries did not dare to neglect and look down upon this time. They stood in the front row and watched with wide eyes.

The first civil servant of Xingluo: "I wonder what the Holy Son will write this time?"

Tianhun Empire National Scholar: "Humph, no matter what our Holy Son writes, we will definitely include it in Chinese studies and include it in the imperial textbooks!"

Everyone is looking forward to it.

Suddenly, a disembodied sigh came from the sky, making people curious, who is the person on the cloud?

There was no accompaniment, only a voice that sounded as free and unrestrained as an immortal descended from the sky:

“Don’t you see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return!”

As that sound fell, that magnificent scene seemed to be reflected in the sky.

A turbulent golden river rushed from the sky to the distance in the east, as if it was injected into the ocean.

Just above the golden river, a young man in white clothes was holding a wine pot in one hand and dancing with a sword, as if he was a man in heaven, stepping down from the earth.

The words depicted on the tip of the sword were exactly the words he was speaking.

Everyone held their breath. At this moment, Su Qingfeng had really brought his Immortal Realm to the extreme. He was really like an immortal in the sky, with a temperament much better than that of a god.

"Don't you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening!"

"If you are happy in life, you must have all the fun, and don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon!"

"I am born with talent that will be useful. I will come back after all the money I have spent!"

The first few sentences already contain the philosophy of life, and they are famous sentences. I am afraid that in the near future, a large number of people will take them as their motto!

Everyone's expressions changed: A masterpiece, great! It’s really high!

Before this, many people believed that yesterday's song "The Road to Shu is Difficult" was already his ultimate work and the entire ten-year journey of the boy.

But today's "Song of the Wine" is destined to subvert everyone's cognition. It borrows the poem of the poet Li Bai to establish Su Qingfeng's name as a natural exiled immortal!

Especially after the sentence of "spending all the money and returning", the sky actually rained gold soul coins.

Hundreds and tens of millions of gold soul coins fell, landing in the corners of Shrek City, in some small villages outside Shrek, and in the hands of those mediocre and poor civilians.

Money is falling from the sky!

Go pick it up!

Xuan Ziwen also reached out and grabbed a piece, with a puzzled look in his eyes: Why do I always feel a little familiar with this gold soul coin?

Aren't all gold soul coins the same?

But he was right in his perception. These tens of millions of gold soul coins were all spent by Su Qingfeng! They were the gold soul coins that Su Qingfeng earned by selling the bones of the evil emperor Xuan Ziwen!

For Su Qingfeng, these gold soul coins are external things and have no use for him. Just keep some of them.

But if these soul coins are picked up by the common people, they may change their lives, making everyone smile happily at this moment.

Lord Saint, you are so free and easy!

This is more than a thousand gold, this is a hundred million gold!

"Master Cen, Mr. Danqiu, let's drink, don't stop!"

"I will sing a song for you, please listen to me!"

"..."

"All the saints and sages in ancient times are lonely, only drinkers leave their names!"

"..."

"Five-colored horses, thousand-gold furs, call the children to exchange for good wine, and share the eternal sorrow with you!"

Su Qingfeng fell from the sky to the earth step by step.

After drinking a mouthful of strong liquor, even Su Qingfeng's face was flushed, and his steps became a little messy, maybe he was a little drunk.

With the last free and easy sound of breaking the wine jar spread throughout the audience, Su Qingfeng laughed a few times, which really brought out the artistic conception to the fullest.

Su Qingfeng himself was so excited when he recited the poem, worthy of being one of the most famous poems of Li Bai.

The whole audience was immersed in that state.

Until everyone in the empire who specialized in studying ancient words and literature on the mainland exclaimed:

"From now on, the Holy Son Su Qingfeng is the first immortal in the mainland literary world!"