"How are you doing these seven-character quatrains for senior brother?" Mu Hanfeng said proudly, "Although it is not as exquisite as his ancestors, it has a unique flavor."
"You can recite ten poems in this kind of shitty poem when you can urinate." Liang Xi endured his stomach almost cramped, and he held back his smile and said, "Senior brother is indeed very literary. Good sentences are natural, and he can get them by a wonderful hand.
, I admire you very much."
Mu Hanfeng looked at Liang Xi in surprise: "The last two sentences of junior brother just now were also very exciting. Did you do it yourself or did it hear from a master chant?"
The simple poem you can recite is a good sentence, and the wonderful poems you say are plagiarism. Seeing that this guy is arrogant, if it is not for the sake of affection, Xue Yurou must kick him hard on the butt.
She was just particularly curious now, why Liang Xi was so easy to talk to today.
He just kept bending and flattering, and he was not like him as usual.
Liang Xi smiled modestly: "Senior brother, look at what you said. I haven't studied in a private school for a few years. The two sentences I just said were copied by someone else."
Mu Hanfeng said a long time ago, as if he had expected it: "I'll just say it, just how can you write a poem."
Seeing that he belittled Liang Xi again and again, Xue Yurou couldn't help but snorted heavily.
When the other disciples saw that Liang Xi was completely inconsistent with the rumored temperament, they immediately felt that he was just a new disciple who was a thief in the world. Most of the so-called rumors were fabricated by others.
"But, just after listening to my senior brother's teachings, I suddenly got inspiration and came up with a small poem." Just as everyone was thinking about it, Liang Xi suddenly said with a smile.
"Hey? Can you actually come up with a poem?" Mu Hanfeng looked surprised, but soon showed a natural expression. "It is normal to have some inspiration after listening to me chanting the poem. After all, many people can write good articles and read them.
When you write good poems, you will burst into inspiration after seeing similar articles and verses."
Before Liang Xi could speak, he planned Liang Xi's poems as inspiration based on his forehead. In this way, if Liang Xi's poems are better than him, Mu Hanfeng could be said to be given by himself.
It is good inspiration, but if it is not your own, it should be. The imitation can never be as good as the original version.
Xue Yurou sighed quietly. He just heard Liang Xi say he wanted to recite poems, but he still hoped that he could overwhelm this arrogant Mu Hanfeng in his literary talent. But he knew that Mu Hanfeng was so treacherous.
However, other disciples still had a hint of luck towards Liang Xi. After all, some of them had seen Liang Xi's magic with their own eyes, such as the master Sun who fought hard to find the place for Tianling Gate and bravely challenged the precepts hall.
These things made the other disciples hope that Liang Xi could show the rumored strength.
Liang Xi coughed and said, "Senior Brother, I want to read this poem differently from your genre. I'll tell you it first, don't laugh at me."
After saying that, Liang Xi's eyes were deep, and his eyes were so sad that he looked at the distant horizon and slowly moaned: "Sometimes, I deliberately let the flowers you like bloom in the wrong season. The sound of you rowing under the moonlight is rippling,
It’s a mess again. In the afternoon, I will hide under a leisurely fallen flowers and take a nap. You pretend to be a strange passerby and steal the good time you accumulate a sound of peach blossoms."
Xue Yurou felt her heart tremble suddenly, as if a stone had fallen into the calm lake, rippling around ripples.
Liang Xi's poem is completely different from the current mainstream poetry genre, and it is even strictly speaking, it cannot be considered a poem at all.
However, the emotions between the lines are extremely moving. Coupled with Liang Daguan's performance of affection, everyone present was completely trapped in the warm and charming scene.
Liang Xi was originally a fortune teller who made a living by talking in Yangdu City. It was easy to fool these young disciples who did not have much experience.
At this moment, he wanted to laugh, but he wanted to pretend to be calm and profound in style, which really made him feel extremely painful.
Seeing his deep look, the female disciple who was moved to a great heart suddenly raised Liang Xi's image to an unprecedented height.
He is so romantic and elegant, and he is so handsome that he is used on Liang Daguanren at this moment, which is simply an insult to his outfit.
After listening to Liang Xi's recitation, Mu Hanfeng shouted in his heart that it turned out that this kid had a hand.
Although Mu Hanfeng was arrogant, he was born in a family of officials and his education since childhood still had a certain appreciation of poetry.
My bullshit poem and Liang Xi's strokes are simply stinking shit.
For a moment, his face turned red into pig liver. His eyes flashed when he looked at Liang Xi, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Liang Xi felt the admiring look when the disciples around him looked at him. He was extremely proud of his pretentiousness. He glanced at Xue Yurou. Seeing the girl covering her mouth, tears seemed to flash around her eyes, she suddenly felt itchy: "
Just be moved, you’re moved, it’s best to come and warm my bed tonight.”
However, what disappointed Liang Xi was that soon Xue Yurou returned to her clear-headed expression, and she was as if she was another person who was turbulent in her heart just now.
"This girl is very good at restraining her mind." Liang Xi nodded secretly.
"Senior Brother, what's wrong with you, Senior Brother?" Seeing Mu Hanfeng standing on the fairy sword motionless, Liang Xi suddenly leaned over and said loudly, scaring Mu Hanfeng to the point of staggering and almost falling down.
"No, nothing, my junior brother's poems are done very well, very well." Mu Hanfeng stammered.
After this incident, he vaguely felt that he underestimated this junior brother.
Just now, I was bragging about myself, but now I was easily stepped on by someone else. Mu Hanfeng regretted it. I just said that he was so mean to write poems! Before leaving, Chen Shuci reminded himself to be careful of Liang Xi several times.
When he became angry, he still felt his words.
But Mu Hanfeng made Liang Xi’s wedding dress, and he couldn’t show any dissatisfaction. The feeling of knocking off his teeth and swallowing them together makes him feel more depressed.
"It's all taught by my senior brother. At most, I'll do things like "good figure, touch it; good kung fu, sunrise" such as the erotic tunes, which are not allowed to be on the table." Liang Xi laughed and said
The female disciples around him blushed and spit a few times.
Seeing that he looked like he was doing well after getting a bargain, Xue Yurou showed a slight smile.
But she hadn't noticed that Liang Xi's words just now had an indelible shadow in her heart.
On the road behind, Mu Hanfeng closed his mouth and stopped talking, and everyone was moving faster.
Liang Xi hurried behind the team for a while and was dissatisfied: "I helped the girl so much, but she didn't even say thank you. At least she had to let me kiss you. If it really doesn't work, I'll suffer some losses. Let her kiss you.
OK."
Xue Yurou originally wanted to slow down and come to the team to thank Liang Xi, but when she saw the eyes of Liang Daguan, she was filled with lust and laughed. She didn't know what dirty thoughts she was thinking about, Xue Yurou felt disgusted, so she just wanted to do it.
Continue to keep a certain distance from him.
The group rushed to the road. After half an hour, Liang Xi heard a female disciple beside him shouting: "We are here!"