I called Xiao Bai, who looked worried, "Brother Zhuo, why don't you and I cooperate? I'll recite the poem, and you'll write it." This kind of calligraphy can't be practiced in three or two days, and I can't do it here.
They were all pissed off in front of these people.
"Okay." Xiaobai walked to the table, picked up the brush and dipped it in ink, posed and waited for my poem to be written.
"I wonder what the themes of these poems are?" I asked confidently.
"Wing Chun." The talented people shook their fans and looked arrogant. I was sure I couldn't write anything decent.
Tsk, all primary school students have learned it. I cleared my throat and opened my mouth.
"The Korean branches in Qingmen are soft and weak, and the east wind blows to a golden color. It is easy to wake up from the drunkenness on the street, and the spring sorrow in the eyes cannot be eliminated."
Xiaobai was writing furiously, and as soon as I finished speaking, his poem had already been written. Putting down the pen, Xiaobai looked at me in surprise, and I guess he was also sweating for me.
There was dead silence all around, and everyone was shocked by my pirated poems. I almost burst out laughing, this is the result of underestimating me.
The applause behind him completely woke everyone up.
When they saw anyone coming, they all bowed down and saluted respectfully. Xiaobai quickly pulled me over and bent down too.
"I've met Mr. Liu."
I secretly raised my eyes to look at Mr. Liu, who made all the young masters surrender to me. In an instant, I froze on the spot. Oh my god, the legendary most beautiful man in ancient times?!
Handsome, very handsome, so handsome, so handsome! With this temperament, this figure, this look, what do you think the handsome guys in ancient times looked like? In modern times, he can definitely pick out F4. What kind of face is he like?
Crown jade, rich and elegant, looks like Pan An's. I gave him all the limited adjectives in my mind.
He looked me over from head to toe with curious eyes, "Who is this young master?"
Xiaobai took a step forward and replied respectfully, "Back to Mr. Liu, he is my good friend Shangguan Feihong."
"It turns out to be Mr. Shangguan," he smiled slightly, "Young Master Shangguan is so talented in literature. I haven't heard such a poem that touched me for a long time."
Oh my god, I'm going to faint again. This smile is not as bright as the sun.
"Xiao Ran, Mr. Liu is complimenting you." Xiao Bai quietly tugged at the corner of my clothes, indicating that I should respond with a few hypocritical words.
I'm good at this. We must not lose face as a contemporary otaku in front of a handsome guy. I moved my fat body forward, pretended to hold my hands and replied, "Master Liu is ridiculous, it's just a poor poem, it's ridiculous."
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"I wonder if Mr. Shangguan can compose another song with the theme of 'Farewell'?" His deep eyes were full of doubts, but also revealed a hint of expectation.
Farewell? My little brain immediately entered the automatic search program, Farewell... It's done!
I snatched the folding fan from Xiaobai's hand and unfolded it a few times before successfully unfolding it. Then I imitated the elegant young man's sour look, walked around to the window, cleared my throat and said, "The cicada is so sad, facing the Changting Pavilion."
In the evening, the showers have begun to subside. There is no trace of drinking in the tents of the capital, and the place of nostalgia is the orchid boat. Holding hands and looking at the tears, I am speechless and choked. Thinking about it, thousands of miles of mist, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast. Passionate feelings have hurt parting since ancient times,
What a shame, neglecting the Qingqiu Festival! Where can I wake up tonight? Yang Han'an, the dawn wind and the moon. After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can I tell you?"
According to incomplete statistics, Hao Yong's "Yulin Ling" has topped the "Most Popular Piracy List" among time-travel novels for a year.
How can I stand out from the truth that so many time-traveling heroines have put into practice?
The officials and young men who had laughed at me were all dumbfounded, and Xiaobai was even more delighted. He turned his head and looked at Mr. Liu again. He had lowered his head slightly, as if he was deep in thought. After a long time, he raised his head and stared at me deeply.
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I have never been looked at by such a handsome man. When I saw him, I felt dizzy and confused.
"Master Shangguan, from now on, you will be my friend."
"Haha, okay." We just want to be friends, so I agreed with a smile, not noticing the envious and surprised looks behind me at all.