Chapter 637

Ye Xuan's readers have always been used to killing and loving each other, and now they are joking one by one.

Usually, there is only the share of being abused by Ye Gouzi.

Now if you can occupy a mouth from Ye Gouzi, that is also a great victory!

At this moment, everyone felt that this barrage was just a fantasy.

After all, in the consistent thinking of the public, poetry is always neat and tidy.

Like palindrome poetry, this kind of strange and ingenious poetic style is extremely rare.

Still want to use poetry to form other shapes?!

There is still a certain gap between daydreaming and dreaming!

Just when everyone was waiting for Ye Xuan to shake his head, they heard Ye Xuan speak leisurely.

"It's not impossible, let's draw a cross for everyone."

Netizens:???

Countless faces in front of the screen were suddenly stunned.

Are you kidding us?

How can poetry draw a cross?!

In an instant, the entire comment area was brushed by the surprisingly consistent question marks of netizens.

In astonishment, only these simplest and most plain symbols indicate the deep (agba) and strong confusion, incomprehension, and surprise in everyone's hearts.

At this moment, the full screen of question marks all fell into Ye Xuan's eyes.

His expression was still unhurried, as if he could remain calm even if the sky fell.

Even if he didn't see the expressions of everyone behind the screen with his own eyes, he could guess that everyone's reaction must be—

Besides confusion, it is still confusion.

With the corners of his mouth raised, Ye Xuan picked up the whiteboard on the side and wrote it brush by brush.

And while Ye Xuan was writing, a crowd of netizens fell into their own guesses.

"I want to see how Ye Gouzi ends! 【Dog head】"

"Can poetry really have so many tricks?!"

"Speaking of which, am I the only one who feels that Ye Xuan is not joking?!"

"Agree upstairs! Why do I feel that Ye Xuan is clearly an expression of lightness?!"

Just when there were different opinions, they saw Ye Xuan's hand movement pause, and then he turned the whiteboard in his hand over.

And on the whiteboard, a clear cross was striking.

———Tang———

———To———

———West———

Moving horses and people see the sun

———Water———

———Flow———

———Long———

Thirteen words neatly arranged like a cross appeared together, and a crowd of viewers were suddenly confused.

This shape is indeed correct.

But where is this poetry?!

A crowd of netizens began to explore by themselves.

Some racked their brains, thinking about which direction to start reading from.

Some quietly went to Baidu to search for the answer, but couldn't find anything.

"How to read this?!"

"Holy crap, this guy actually really drew a cross?! But the problem is where is this poetry?!"

"Exactly, exactly!"

"Small head, big question mark, is this guy kidding us?"

Not only netizens are discussing, even many poetry masters behind the screen are also thinking hard about this strange cross structure.

At this time, as if sensing everyone's questions, Ye Xuan in front of the screen smiled lightly.

"This is of course a poem."

"The first sentence, Tang to the west, the water flows long."

While speaking, Ye Xuan picked up the marker pen, drew a vertical line along the first "Tang" character, and finally stopped next to the last "Long" character.

The first sentence of the poem followed the order from top to bottom, and netizens could be considered to understand.

The problem is how to read it after that?!

With full of doubts, the netizens in the live broadcast room stared at Ye Xuan's movements without blinking.

They saw the marker pen in Ye Xuan's hand starting from the "Long" character, continuing to bend an arc to the right, and connecting to the "Light" character.

At this moment, his voice continued to pass into everyone's ears through the microphone.

"The second sentence, long water flows, mountains see the sun."

A crowd of netizens behind the screen were suddenly dumbfounded.

As if saying: This works too???

However, Ye Xuan's movements had not stopped yet.

Everyone saw Ye Xuan continue to follow the method just now, connecting the last character "Light" at the end of the previous sentence with the "Move" character on the far left.

"The third sentence, light sun sees mountains, people and horses move."

Countless netizens in the live broadcast room fell into a daze again.

Just when they hadn't reacted, Ye Xuan had already outlined the last sentence of the poem.

"Next is the last sentence, move horses and people, west to Tang."

"This is also a kind of poetic style, called cross-figure poetry!"

As soon as the last explanation came out, it instantly awakened countless dumbfounded netizens.

These few words actually really formed a poem?!

A series of simple and rude symbols such as exclamation marks, periods, and question marks flew out quickly.

The netizens who reacted first asked like this.

"Why did the inverse proportion function come out?!"

And as soon as this barrage came out, other netizens also reacted one after another.

Under Ye Xuan's simple four strokes, didn't it outline a pair of x-axis, y-axis and two curves?!

Isn't this an inverted inverse proportion function?!

"Damn, you guys can recognize this!"

"When did poetry become a relative of mathematics?! I know my math is bad, but you can't play with my feelings!"

"Confirmed the look, this belongs to the poem I can't memorize!"

"I can also write poetry! The ancestor's old home is in Shandong, the east mountain has a gate at home, the gate has a family, you are me, I am your family's ancestor! 【Akimbo】"

"Good wet, good wet, wonderful! If you want to withdraw from the literary circle upstairs, I am the first to come out to oppose it!"