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Rou Niang and Huan Niang could not understand Su Jin's blind optimism at all. In their view, it was an impossible task to write good poems and be known and invited by the "Luohua" Society.
Although Mr. Su is a smart man and has some ideas in the market, all this seems to have nothing to do with poetry. A businessman's family always puts profit first. If he really pays attention to poetry, I am afraid that his sisters will be better than Su Jin.
Be one step ahead.
Is Mr. Su going to play the money card again? All of these families are rich. If they try to obtain invitations through bribery, I am afraid they will be humiliating themselves, and those people will publicize this matter and discredit Su Jin.
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Out of such considerations, the two sisters felt it was necessary to remind Su Jin that Mr. Su was not a bad person after all. It was the kindness of this young man that allowed the two sisters to be clothed and well-fed without having to live on the streets. At least so far, they have not seen this.
What plans does this young master have for them? This is why Rou Niang and Huan Niang respect Su Jin.
Being given a body by him and then receiving his blessing are two completely different things from getting fine clothes and food in exchange for working for him; so the two sisters worked hard and even stayed up all night to help Su Jin paint the satisfactory paintings he needed.
, in fact, the purpose is to make the employment relationship between them appear more fair and equal.
Su Jin didn't think so much, and he couldn't figure out the twists and turns in Sister Rou Niang's mind. At this moment, he was happily searching and sorting out what he had learned over and over again in his mind, and his brain was stuffed with
There were too many things, and an explosive chemical reaction occurred after the two memories were fused.
For example, some articles and ancient poems that he had learned before were suddenly enriched by some matching background knowledge that this physical body had learned. Suddenly, he made a big leap in his understanding of these articles and poems. These novel feelings made him
Su Jin was a little surprised, but the overall feeling was still extremely pleasant.
Su Jin quickly identified the target of piracy. In the worried eyes of Rou Niang and Huan Niang, he jumped up and said loudly: "Please help me grind the ink and lay the paper. I want to write a poem.
Please come on stage and help me sing it. I know you two have very good voices. As long as this song is sung, everyone will be impressed by me."
Rou Niang and Huan Niang were the first to look at him with admiration. Mr. Su's self-confidence was so strong that he was almost shameless. The lyrics that could be sung were all of an absolute standard, and more people wrote poems.
Even the singers didn't even bother to sing.
Some wild singers in singing studios and markets have certain rules. They all follow the principle of caution when choosing words and phrases, because they make a living by singing. If they choose the wrong words, they will ruin their own jobs. This is
In this regard, many people suffer a lot, so the safest way is to follow the crowd.
Some singers are bold or have good taste, so they will be the first to sing new lyrics. This becomes a double-edged sword, either they will become famous instantly, or they will be scolded to death; of course, if you sing Liu Sanbian’s new lyrics, it will be natural
There is no risk. On the contrary, it is a matter of pride in the industry to get his lyrics for the first time.
Compared to Rou Niang and Huan Niang, most of them sang lyrics that had been sung by others. Of course, they never had the opportunity to meet Liu San, Yan Tongshu, so they never had the opportunity to sing new lyrics; but even so, they
I also don’t want to sing lyrics that Su Jin, a businessman, composed on the spur of the moment.
The two stepped forward helplessly. Huan Niang laid out the paper. Rou Niang took the She inkstone and put a few drops of water on it. She polished it gently with her delicate hands. Su Jin twisted the precious purple hair of the 'Lake Brush' and looked around, feeling proud;
I don’t know how many times I have longed for such a scene in my dreams. I splashed ink on a spring night, rubbed ink on my red sleeves, and added fragrance to my delicate hands. How elegant and suave, this dream finally came true today.
After a while, the ink was polished, and Su Jin picked up the pen and dipped it in the ink naturally, with extremely smooth and mature movements.
Su Jin didn't hesitate at all, and started writing. It turned out to be the most popular Feibai script nowadays. The fonts jumped out of the sky and looked forward to the posture. Occasionally, it was like a thunderous dragon crossing the sky, with the virtual and the real appearing in a variety of ways.
Su Jin himself was also shocked. It turned out that this physical body had also practiced calligraphy hard. As soon as he started to formally write, his ordinary skills were naturally displayed. This made up for Su Jin's poor hand in later generations, which was nicknamed "Zi" by his girlfriend.
Just like the person, the font is the same obscene.
In an instant, a poem appeared on the paper. Rou Niang and Huan Niang were stunned. They were both from official families, so they were not ignorant of the craftsmanship. Not to mention the handwriting, there were countless people who were good at calligraphy in the world, but when they saw this
The first line, "Both women can't help themselves." What a wonderful line.
The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade mat in autumn.
Take off Luo Shang lightly,
Alone on the orchid boat.
Who in the clouds sent brocade books?
When the word "wild goose" returns,
The moon is full on the West Tower.
The flowers float and the water flows.
a kind of lovesickness,
Two places to worry about.
There is no way to eliminate this feeling,
Just lowered his brows,
But it comes to mind.
Su Jin shamelessly pirated the original version of Li Yi'an's short poem "A Cut of Plum Blossoms". The reason why he chose this poem was Su Jin's consideration. In the literary world of the Northern Song Dynasty, poetry was an upstart and poetry was traditional; poetry was the fashion at this time, but
The Song poetry at this time was not focused on criticizing current ills or encouraging words. It was more about reflecting a petty bourgeoisie sentiment. In an era of peace and prosperity, plainness and elegance were the mainstream, and this little poem was in line with the public.
The taste and words are timeless but they are absolutely bourgeois mentality, and they are catchy and easy to preach and sing.
Rou Niang and Huan Niang quickly read it several times with their red lips pursed as if they were in sync with each other, and couldn't put it down; the look they looked at Su Jin no longer showed respect but also contained a hint of defensiveness, and the two sisters had completely fallen into the craze of literary young women.
In their eyes, Su Jin suddenly became chic and elegant, and her demeanor became elegant.
Su Jin knew there would be a shock, but he didn't expect it to be so shocking. However, he didn't feel any guilt after piracy. It would be more than forty years before Yi An was born. It can only be said that fate is unpredictable, except for her.
Apart from saying sorry, there is nothing to worry about.
"Sir, can you give this poem to us two sisters?" Rou Niang asked in a trembling voice.
Su Jin looked at the two sisters' trembling little bodies with excitement, and couldn't help but smile: "Of course, this song is just for you two. Please think carefully about the tune and singing, and sing it to me tomorrow night. I want this
The first poem is well-known to everyone, so I should be able to enter the "Luohua" Poetry Society."
Rou Niang and Huan Niang nodded excitedly. If this poem is not qualified to be sung, there will be no qualified poem in the world.
The two girls happily dried the lyrics, and then began to sing softly. Su Jin knew that it was unnecessary for him to be here at this time, so he got up and went out. As soon as he walked to the door, suddenly Rou Niang called out softly:
"Son...".
Su Jin said: "What? Is there anything else?"
Rou Niang blushed, bowed down Yingying, and said softly: "Thank you very much for the gift of the poem, sir. The sisters of the slave family will do their best to sing it, so as not to humiliate the gentleman's listening!" Then she stood up and quickly retracted, closing the study door.
superior.
Su Jin was confused. He tilted his head and thought for a while. He suddenly understood that this was the Song Dynasty. Being rich was not necessarily an enviable reason, but being talented was definitely a respectable capital. He had pirated this
The first poem was so exciting that the two sisters suddenly realized that they were more than just a wealthy young boss, so they lost control of their emotions.dd