Jiraiya was silent in an instant.

The next second, he quickly reached out his hand, snatched the paper, stared at the twenty words on it, and savored it one by one.

Several plum branches in the corner of the wall, Linghan bloomed alone?

The few plum blossoms in the corner of the wall bloomed alone in the cold.

I know it’s not snow, because there is a faint fragrance?

Why do you know that the white plum blossoms are not snow when you look from afar? Because the fragrance comes from the plum blossoms.

With Jiraiya's literary level, he naturally easily understood what this poem wanted to express.

But what really shocked him was the next two sentences!

"Far-knowing" means that the fragrance comes from a distance, faint and not obvious. The poet has a sensitive sense of smell, has a unique eye, and is good at discovering. "It's not snow", it's not about plum blossoms, but about the whiteness of plum blossoms. It means that it looks very pure and white from a distance, but knows that it's not snow but plum blossoms. The poetic twists and turns are implicit and intriguing. The faint fragrance is quiet.

This poem does not describe the branches, leaves and shapes of the plum blossoms, but focuses on the character of the plum blossoms "blooming alone in the cold" and its refreshing "silent fragrance".

The more Jiraiya appreciated this poem, the more he felt goosebumps all over his body.

Is this really a work completed by the little devil in front of you in an instant?

If he hadn't seen it, he wouldn't believe it!

This little devil...

The talent in poetry... is really terrifying!

"Hey, is this a poem written by Su Nan?"

"I know it's not snow, because there is a faint fragrance?"

"It's very well written. I feel like I can smell the fragrance of the plum blossoms."

"It's really good!"

Just as Jiraiya was savoring this poem, a few talk sounded in the conference room.

Jiraiya subconsciously turned around and found that Naruto and the little ghosts were standing behind him at any time.

"Boys, I was startled."

Naruto smiled and said, "Luxury uncle, please lower yourself. You hold that poem like this, so we are too tired to watch."

Looks too tired?

Jiraiya shook his head, laughed and scolded the "stinky brat" and sat down, put the piece of paper written by Su Nan on the table so that the few of them could read it too.

Naruto, Sasuke, Gintoki and the four-wheel drive fighter also savored the poem carefully.

Several people were a little silent.

Su Nan glanced at their silent posture, shrugged, and took out his cell phone from his pocket.

Tsk tsk tsk.

But it was the song "Plum Blossom" that scared you into this?

Look at your virtues.

Look at your silent appearance now.

You still say whether you are a friend or not, I am playing Landlord?

Really.

What's wrong with comparing poetry with me?

Do you think Wang Anshi from my three-dimensional world is fake?

Do you think I can only use the poems of Li Bai, Du Fu, Bai Juyi and Su Shi?

You are too naive!

Maybe I will give up on my little yellow article, my buddy.

Why.

Invincible is really lonely.

Next, I present a song "Invincible" to show my respect.

There are so many invincibles, so lonely. There are so many invincibles, so empty. Alone in the cold wind, the cold wind keeps blowing! Who can understand my loneliness?

You can taste it slowly.

Feel the critical damage my three-dimensional culture brings to you!

Su Nan shook his head, clicked on the game icon, and started fighting Landlord again.

"Fight the landlord! Grab the landlord! I'll grab it!"

"No double! No double! Double! Strong! Big you! Keep it! Fight to death!"

"airplane!"

"bomb!"

"Hahahaha, you just want to fight me too! I won again, buddy? Show me, keep showing off!"

"I thought it would be great if you snatched a landlord!"

Hearing the sound, Jiraiya twitched the corner of his mouth. He raised his head and looked at Su Nan who was constantly smiling and making some slouching sounds from time to time. He only felt that the small blue veins on his forehead were about to jump up.

Win again?

Show off? Keep showing off?

Oh my god, are you talking about yourself?

Sakata Gintoki also raised his head. He looked at Su Nan, who was having fun playing Landlords, and couldn't help but complain.

Brother, the person sitting opposite you is a great writer, don’t be too presumptuous!

After a while, Jiraiya still said nothing, and continued to lower his head and frowned.

The more he read this poem, the more he felt that it was extremely exquisite!

But at the same time, he was also a little suspicious.

How could a person who has not had too important life experiences write such an artistic conception?

This made him puzzled!

Especially the sentence "I know that it is not snow from afar, because there is a faint fragrance." It is impossible to write it without experiencing the ups and downs of life!

In fact, Jiraiya is really right to guess this.

This poem "Plum Blossom" was written during Wang Anshi's second resignation. With this as the boundary, Wang Anshi's poetry style changed drastically. Because the party struggles were fierce and the poetry disasters continued frequently, poets generally turned bold and external spirits, and restrained them to implicit and deep.

The plum blossoms written in the original poem are the embodiment of the author's personality. Wang Anshi failed in his reform and was forced to resign, and was very lonely. But he still stubbornly insisted on his political ideals. This poem expresses the author's ideological character and his deep affection as always, as ever.

Jiraiya became more suspicious the more he thought about it.

He even had some doubts that the Sunan opposite him was actually just the body of a 19-year-old man, but he was actually an adult of forty-five years!

However, soon, he shook his head and shook off this unrealistic idea.

Could it be...

Did this poem be written in advance?

Otherwise, why can you write such a classic poem while playing Landlord?

In fact, after the competition between Su Nan and Naruto, when Naruto was found by Naruto, he had some doubts.

He suspected this little devil...

Forget it.

A real man can take it and let it go if he doesn’t make excuses!

Jiraiya raised his head and coughed: "Little kid, I gave in."

...

"What!"

"Give up?"

"Sir Jiraiya, are you kidding?"

"You haven't written it yet, okay?"

As soon as he finished speaking, several suspicious voices sounded in the conference room. Whether it was Naruto, Sakata Gintoki, Sasuke and the four-wheel drive fighter, they were all shocked.

Hearing this, Su Nan also raised his gaze from his phone.

He raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Give up?

This is too straightforward.
To be continued...