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Chapter 382 - 383 Grandpa Gu - Grandpa-in-law_1

Chapter 382: Chapter 383 Grandpa Gu - Grandpa-in-law_1

"Young man, very impressive!" Elder Gu laughed and nodded, then looked up at Li Changlin, "Let’s continue. My eighth variation is: ’Clouds Grow Long, grow long, they grow and grow and then dissipate.’"

If Li Changlin had yet to come up with the matching couplet, this change to the opening couplet would indeed be incredible, as it already included the combination of three polysemous words.

However, since he had the matching couplet as a foundation, this variation naturally posed no difficulty for him.

Soon, Li Changlin replied with a smile, "Elder Gu, my matching couplet is: ’Tides rise at dawn, at dawn, they rise and rise and then ebb away.’"

"Too awesome, my bro."

"So impressive, I love you, God of Men."

"Such talent, oh my! Not only is the God of Men handsome, but he’s also so knowledgeable and well-learned, surely from some prestigious literary family."

"If I could be his girlfriend, that would be wonderful, it’s just a pity..."

The audience below was abuzz with comments, many of them had become numb by now.

At first, no one was optimistic about Li Changlin, but unexpectedly, he was so freakishly good.

Now, it seemed, Elder Gu’s variations really couldn’t stump Li Changlin.

"Young man, let’s keep it up." Elder Gu seemed to have realized this too, so he didn’t want to waste more time. As soon as Li Changlin had just answered the eighth variation, Elder Gu spoke again, "My next variation is: ’Clouds Grow Long, grow! Grow! Grow! Then greatly dissipate.’"

This variation was actually a replica of the previous one, with ’long’ in the middle.

But of course, there were some changes within it.

In addition, because there was an extra word in the front and one less at the end, the entire feel of the opening couplet had undergone a huge transformation.

Surely, such a thing couldn’t perplex Brother Changlin. Without a trace of hesitation, he casually smiled and said, "Elder Gu, this is how I respond: ’Tides rise at dawn, rise! Rise! Rise! They ebb away each dawn.’"

"Brilliant, brilliant, utterly brilliant!" Elder Gu praised repeatedly, then his tone shifted as he declared loudly, "Young man, now listen to my final variation: ’Clouds grow and grow long, they grow long and greatly diminish.’"

This final variation could be described as a masterstroke because the whole opening couplet was split into two, creating a balanced five-word phrase.

Such an opening couplet isn’t hard to match if it doesn’t involve a change of meaning or scene.

However, what Elder Gu’s opening couplet sought after was itself a peculiar word, so all the myriad transformations kept to the same principle. For Li Changlin to perfectly match it, he naturally had to find the answer within his own couplet.

Otherwise, that would mean his defeat.

But could Li Changlin possibly lose in such a scenario?

The answer, of course, was no. Li Changlin had already obtained all the variations from the System through Ling’er, so naturally, he wouldn’t back down.

"Elder Gu, please listen." Therefore, Li Changlin quickly folded his hands and, smiling, said, "This is how I respond to the variation: ’Tides at each dawn, rise with each dawn and each dawn they fall.’"

With this, Li Changlin had answered all ten of Elder Gu’s variations.

The spectators on and off the stage were first stunned, then suddenly burst into realization.

Then, starting with someone leading, there was a burst of applause.

Impressive, truly remarkable!

This unique couplet matching, really undeniable!

If it had been anyone else going up there, it would have been absolutely impossible to come up with a matching couplet within five minutes.

After all, the given line was a challenging couplet with ten variations!

Li Changlin still maintained a dignified demeanor despite the praises he heard around him.

In fact, in his mind, there were still six unanswered responses.

So, Li Changlin knew very well that Elder Gu’s line had at least six more variations he hadn’t thought of.

However, Li Changlin didn’t want to show off unnecessarily. Having come this far, there was no need to say more. Perhaps in the future, someone else might figure them out, which wouldn’t be bad at all.

"Young man, I have not yet asked for your distinguished name." Historically, the strong have always been treated with respect.

Li Changlin responded with a couplet that even Elder Gu had not been able to match for nearly five years, which thrilled Elder Gu. So when he asked for Li Changlin’s name, he used a respectful form of address.

Upon hearing this, Li Changlin hurriedly bowed, "Please, I dare not claim honor. My humble surname is Li, and my name is Changlin."

"Li Changlin!" Elder Gu nodded and then smiled, "My surname is Gu. You already knew that. My name is Deyong. If you don’t mind, you can call me Grandpa Gu in the future."

"Grandpa Gu? Father-in-law?" Li Changlin paused slightly, feeling a bit uneasy with the title, so he quickly smiled, "I think I’ll stick to calling you Elder Gu."

"Alright, that works too." Gu Deyong laughed and nodded, not making a big deal of it, and then he introduced the other four judges to Li Changlin.

As for the hosts, Gu Deyong really couldn’t be bothered with them.

Li Changlin greeted each of the four judges, and naturally, their impression of him changed quite a lot.

"Hosts, announce the results, will you?" After a few words of casual banter, everyone dispersed. Elder Gu, speaking for the judges, instructed the hosts and after giving a nod to Li Changlin, returned to his seat.

Li Changlin also excused himself and returned to his own seat.

"Contestant number ten has successfully advanced. Contestant number eleven, please come to the stage." As both sides withdrew, the hosts regained their composure, and the finals continued.

"My brother, you are awesome." Zhou Ziyu, who had returned to his seat earlier, stood up quickly to greet Li Changlin as he came back.

"Just so-so," Li Changlin replied modestly, waving his hand before sitting down next to Qian Ziwei, "Ziwei, what are the brothers saying?"

"See for yourself." Qian Ziwei pointed her phone’s camera toward the center of the stage and leaned closer to Li Changlin.

"Brother Changlin is really amazing."

"That’s right, we hadn’t noticed this before."

"Haha, if we can’t figure out a couplet in the future, we can just ask Brother Changlin for help."

"Speaking of which, the New Year is coming. We could totally ask Brother Changlin to write a couplet then!"

"That’s a good idea."

Li Changlin looked at his phone screen and was immediately amused by the messages in the chat channel.

"Brothers, brothers, what you’re saying... Changlin really can’t take it!" My goodness, the brothers from the Home of Changlin had grown to tens of thousands by now. If he agreed to their requests, he might as well just live stream writing couplets from now on.

It was a comically sad thought, and he didn’t even know which one of his buddies came up with it.

At Yi Meng Cake Shop, Little Meng Mei was having a sneaky laugh, "Hehe, Li Changlin must be feeling so annoyed right now. I was going to contribute a million to help you strive for first place in the Monthly Ticket rankings. It’s so frustrating, but oh well. Since you are so handsome, I’ll let you save some face."