Everyone gathered together on the high platform, exchanged glasses, and had a good time! Until a full moon rises, it is still unfinished.

"Uncle, on this beautiful day, why don't you write a poem?" Zhuge Guo looked at Wang Baoyu and asked with a smile.

"Hehe, did Guoguo deliberately want to make his uncle ugly, who doesn't know that I have a weak cultural background?" Wang Baoyu couldn't help but scratch Guoguo's little nose.

"Fu Shi doesn't care about the rhetoric, my uncle often has amazing words, I think there must be a good sentence at this time!"

Guoguo tilted her head, a pair of clear eyes lit up all the stars, and Huang Yueying also smiled: "Baoyu, everyone is interested, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

"Alright! Then I'll read a poem! Wang Baoyu didn't want to refute the face of her hard-working sister, so she nodded and agreed.

Wang Baoyu stood up, held the wine glass and said: "Hanzhang is a hundred feet high, and you can pick the stars with your hands." I dare not raise my voice, for fear of frightening the people in heaven. ”

Wonderful! Baoyu talent!

Everyone applauded in unison, Wang Baoyu clenched his fists triumphantly, but snickered in his heart, this was not written by himself at all, it was just changed two words, anyway, they didn't know.

"Uncle, Guoguo toasts you!" Zhuge Guo couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard the wonders.

"I'll give my brother a toast too." Wang Linlin smiled and joined in the fun, while scratching her little head and muttering: "It's just that although this Hanzhang Building is high, it can't reach the stars, and there are no immortals." ”

Zhuge Guo covered his mouth and snickered, for Wang Linlin, the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are tantamount to playing the piano to the cow.

Seeing that everyone's interest was very high, Wang Baoyu looked at Jia Zhigang: "Zhigang, you are a talented person, say a few words!" ”

Jia Zhigang got up with a smile, hugged his fist at everyone, paced a few steps slightly, and slowly spoke: "Towering like a step over the clouds, open like riding the wind and looking at it from afar, towering like a mountain, Shengde Xi returns from the world." Looking up at the deep and clear, looking down at the vast smoke waves, listening to the birdsong quietly in the wind, the bright moon is happy. Ze has a sense of the four seas, turning all things silently, may the high platform be eternal, and the night will not be young! ”

Good! Everyone praised in unison and applauded warmly, Jia Zhigang's article was indeed the first in the world. Wang Baoyu gave Jia Zhigang a thumbs up and said, "Let's call this article "Hanzhang Lou Fu"!" ”

Everyone nodded, and Jia Zhigang modestly said that the article was too short and difficult to get into the hall of elegance, and he would revise and expand it after he went back.

"Guoguo, uncle wants to hear you sing a song!" Wang Baoyu said.

Zhuge Guo did not shirk, came to the middle of the venue, first gave a salute, and sang in a clear and thorough voice: "A dream of mirrors, flowers, water and moon, the troubles of red dust are empty, high-rise buildings listen to the rain and Sanskrit sounds, and look back at the sea of clouds on ......the way back."

Except for Wang Baoyu, everyone was immersed in soothing and beautiful singing, but Wang Baoyu's brows were furrowed very tightly, and he turned around and asked unhappily: "Sister, what is Guoguo singing, how can you let such a child sing these things?" ”

"I don't know where I learned it." Huang Yueying's face was also a little unsightly.

Zhuge Guo sang a song, everyone applauded in unison, Guoguo's voice was better than Xiao Qiao, and it was as good as that, especially when singing this kind of song, everyone had an ethereal feeling that everything was over, as if they were in a fairyland.

"Uncle, is Guoguo singing well?" Zhuge Guo stretched out a small slap and playfully waited for a reward, but Wang Baoyu had a stern face and asked coldly, "Guoguo, where did you learn the song?" ”

"Uncle!" Zhuge Guo shouted coquettishly and said, "This poem is a chance encounter with Master Hongjing, he taught me, and I filled in the tune myself. ”

Oh, Wang Baoyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, if Diao Chan and the others had taught him, he would definitely reprimand them afterwards.

"Remember, don't sing it in the future."

Tears suddenly appeared in Zhuge Guo's big eyes, and he held his small mouth and tried not to cry, choking up: "But Guoguo sings badly?" ”

"I didn't say you couldn't sing well, but do you know what you mean by singing?" Wang Baoyu continued to ask with a cold face.

"I don't know, maybe life is short, if the heart is moved, it will taste a lot of suffering, if the heart is quiet, ......"

"Ridiculous!" Wang Baoyu slapped the table and scolded: "Your heart hasn't grown up yet, what kind of movement is quiet!" Do you have these things in your head, and you don't practice reading every day? ”

"Guoguo has never slackened for a day."

Wow, Zhuge Guo is a child after all, he is used to being pampered on weekdays, where can he stand this kind of public reprimand, and finally cry.

Huang Yueying hurriedly took her daughter in her arms in distress, wiped her tears for her, and said: "Uncle's words must be listened to, and if you sing this kind of song again, you will be punished." ”

Seeing that Zhuge Guo was being trained, Wang Linlin couldn't help but snicker, telling you to be in the limelight, cut. The little pipe chariot sighed slightly, took out a clean handkerchief, and handed it to Guoguo.

In order not to disturb everyone's interest, Wang Baoyu didn't say much about Guoguo, but in order to make her remember it for a long time, she didn't comfort her.

Then let Diao Chan blow the Diao Chan that led Feng Xiao and got Hua Tuo's true biography, and now the melody blown out is even more extraordinary, and the melodious melody seems to penetrate the nine heavens away.

Everyone listened to it as if they were drunk, Wang Linlin didn't have this music cell, she felt very bored, looked up at the sky, and suddenly, she muttered: "That star is so bright!" It will also move! ”

No one paid attention to her, but Wang Linlin exclaimed: "The stars seem to be falling!" ”

Hearing this shout, Diao Chan hurriedly stopped playing, and everyone looked up, and sure enough, there was a star-shaped object, seeing that the situation was falling.

Wang Baoyu didn't understand what was happening, and hurriedly shouted: "Not good! Disperse, everyone. ”

Everyone left the banquet one after another and flashed to the edge of the platform, Lou Zibo and Hua Tuo did not come, all those present were mortals in the flesh, Wang Baoyu's head boss, could it be that he built Hanzhang Building, should he be punished by God?

The falling stars are getting closer and closer, but the light is getting smaller and smaller, but the shape is getting bigger and bigger, and it circles around the top of Hanzhang Tower, no matter how you look at it, it seems that you can't find a landing site.

At this moment, Feiyun Mouse suddenly said, "Brother, it looks like an object that you and I have sat on. ”

Wang Baoyu also saw clearly, it was he who built the hot air balloon, but this thing was given to Zuo Ci, could it be that Zuo Lao Dao came?

The balloon fell at a slower and slower rate, and when it reached the high platform, the flames were extinguished, and then a tiger's roar was heard.

A huge tiger jumped out of the bamboo basket, looked left and right with its big head, and then fell to the ground, looking very docile.

Everyone was shocked, but Wang Baoyu laughed, stepped forward, touched the tiger's head, and shouted into the bamboo basket: "Lao Zuo, come out!" ”

"Stinky boy, you're really here." As the voice came, a disheveled guy jumped out muttering, it was Zuo Ci: "Landing at night is indeed a bit difficult." ”

Then, there was an even dirtier figure crawling out, still holding a pot of wine in his hand, it was You Heng.