Song Ning's face turned slightly red and she said: "This"
"No problem!" Chen Yang agreed quickly, but don't order any other kicks, otherwise what if you are exposed?
When Song Ning saw this, she didn't say anything more. She was actually looking forward to it.
Chen Yang was a smart guy. He didn't write a poem immediately, but started to look at Song Ning. He looked at Song Ning quite openly, looking up and down, and he also looked like he was fascinated and intoxicated.
Song Ning was embarrassed by Chen Yang's look, but since Chen Yang wanted to write poetry, she couldn't blame Chen Yang for being rude. Otherwise, who would dare to look at her so unscrupulously at ordinary times.
Then, Chen Yang started pacing back and forth with his brows furrowed. He looked at Song Ning from time to time!
The young master who was making fun of him immediately laughed and said, "Is that okay? If not, just leave quickly. Don't embarrass yourself here!"
Song Ning couldn't help but frown. She felt that these people were really noisy and annoying.
An Zixuan also scolded: "Writing poetry is about inspiration. If you are inspired by it, even if Mr. Lin can't do it, it is ordinary. What are you making such a fuss about? Are you really looking down on each other as a scholar?"
"Yes!" At this moment, Chen Yang suddenly beamed.
Chen Yang is a good person, he will speak out the poems immediately. Writing poems is not as simple as eating, you can eat whatever you want. This needs to be brewed, and he must look like he is having a hard time, so that people can believe him.
, you came up with it yourself.
At this time, Song Ning's eyes lit up.
An Zixuan also seemed very interested.
So under such public attention, Chen Yang stared at Song Ning closely and said: "There is a beauty in Yalou."
Chen Yang pondered for a moment and then said: "Peerless and independent, he can win over a city with a smile, and a country with a smile again."
"I would rather not know a beautiful city or a beautiful country. A beautiful woman is hard to come by!"
After Chen Yang finished reading this poem, Song Ning's face suddenly turned as red as an apple. She said, "Young Master Lin is so praised. Song Ning has such talent and appearance."
An Zixuan was the first to applaud, and he said: "Young Master Lin is indeed a great talent, with good poems!"
Many of the gentlemen could only applaud reluctantly. When the ladies looked at Chen Yang again, they were even more curious.
What a talent! Although this guy is shabby, he is really talented!
How can those young masters dare to object? Chen Yang's poem is good, and his flattery is even better. Doesn't the objection mean that Song Ning is not that beautiful and outstanding?
Song Ning murmured: "One smile can captivate a city, and another smile captivates a country. Mr. Lin, just treat this poem as yours and give it to me, okay?"
Chen Yang smiled slightly and said: "Miss Ning'er, this poem was originally given to you. Only you are worthy of this poem!"
Song Ning blushed and said: "Master Lin, you are too praised, Ning'er really doesn't dare to take it!"
Chen Yang smiled. Then Song Ning said: "Please come in, Mr. Lin!"
Song Ning seemed to be the home team here, and even An Zixuan relied on her in everything.
So under such circumstances, Chen Yang successfully entered the second floor of the elegant building.
On the second floor, there are all kinds of books, pens, and ink. There are good wines, beautiful ladies, and a lot of rice paper, brushes, etc. It seems that everyone is interested and wants to write poems immediately.
Upstairs, there are several small tables. Everyone sits in front of the tables. There are snacks and wine on the tables.
Chen Yang sat down at the table next to Song Ning and An Zixuan.
Then, An Zixuan stood up and said, "Let's continue the poetry meeting."
All the young ladies agreed.
At this time, bamboo and silk music sounded, but there was a dedicated musician playing it. The sound was not loud and would not disturb everyone's conversation.
Song Ningchao Chen Yangwei asked, "Master Lin, are you from there?"
Chen Yang was slightly startled, then he continued: "I am a traveling poet, and I am at home all over the world. I can't even tell you where I am from."
Song Ning let out a soft sigh and said, "Young Master is also a pitiful person."
Chen Yang smiled and said: "It's not pitiful. The city has its own scenery and beauty. And when I walk around, I can also see the scenery and some interesting things. This life is short, so I can't let time go by. Ning'er
Miss, do you think so?"
Song Ning suddenly felt that Chen Yang's words were simple but contained philosophy. She said, "Young Master is a strange person."
Chen Yang immediately said humbly: "Miss Ning'er is overrated. I'm just an idle wanderer. I'm bound to get some look-downs wherever I go. I'm not a strange person."
"Does the gentleman care about other people's opinions?" Song Ning asked.
Chen Yang was slightly startled, and then said: "That's not true. I live my own life, and I can't control so much."
Song Ning smiled sweetly and said, "Young Master is a free and easy person."
The two were chatting lively, but An Zixuan looked a little unkind. However, he was good at pretending, so he didn't have an attack. He felt that Chen Yang was just a walking poet, and it didn't matter if he had some talent.
Maybe something happened with Song Ning.
Because the identity gap between the two lies here!
Whether it's the Yin side world or the Yang side world, it all depends on a well-matched person.
At this time, a man named Mr. Huang suggested: "Since today is a poetry meeting, let's compete in poetry."
Chen Yang complained a little when he heard this. Poetry copying and poetry competitions are really difficult!
He was pretending too much today, and he was really afraid that he might not be able to get off the stage.
He was not afraid of a fight with Chen Yang. This literati thing really gave him a headache.
At this juncture, Chen Yang did not dare to talk nonsense.
At this moment, Mr. Zhao spoke up and said, "It's no fun to fight over poems. Let's fight against each other."
But this guy thinks that Chen Yang is too good at writing poetry. If he competes in poetry, this guy will definitely steal the limelight. Why not play on Chen Yang's weakness!
We are all young men from famous families, and we really don’t want to be upstaged by a poor scholar!
Among the people present, there were many people who had the same thoughts as Mr. Zhao. So some people immediately agreed!
An Zixuan said, "I think it's okay." He then asked Chen Yang, "Mr. Lin, what do you think?"
Of course, Chen Yang couldn't show his timidity, but he immediately said: "I'm not very good at pairing, so please forgive me if I can't pick it up!"
An Zixuan smiled slightly and said, "That's natural."
As soon as Chen Yang said these words, many young men felt relieved. The ladies, including Song Ning, were a little disappointed.
Chen Yang's heart was filled with bitterness. What kind of muddy water had he come to? Wasn't he asking for trouble?
He had some knowledge about pairs. At this time, he could only think hard about the knowledge points about pairs.
"Let me start first." Mr. Zhao said: "The tide in the river rises and falls."
"Oh my God, it's so difficult!" Chen Yang felt like a frosted eggplant when he heard this first couplet. He had no clue at all!
In this dark side world, there are rivers and lakes, so this couplet is not surprising. Chen Yang saw many rivers and lakes when he came here.
Song Ning and An Zixuan both thought deeply.
But Song Ning seemed to be paying close attention to Chen Yang. She looked at Chen Yang. Chen Yang immediately felt her gaze. He immediately pretended not to notice, and ate snacks and drank wine by himself.
At this moment, An Zixuan said: "Yes." He stood up and said with satisfaction: "The clouds rise, they rise, they rise and they fade."
"Okay!" Everyone cheered immediately after hearing this.
Even Song Ning's eyes had a strange light. Chen Yang saw this and thought to himself, this little girl changes her mind so quickly!
He couldn't help but admire An Zixuan, because the first couplet was difficult, and An Zixuan's second couplet was also really neat. This guy seemed to have real talent and learning, unlike himself, who was completely Western.
Then, everyone started to play against each other again, and the atmosphere was very lively. However, the subsequent matches were not so subtle, and some of the pairs were even matched by the ladies.
Song Ning also tried a few things, but she was also talented and learned. She and An Zixuan seemed to be a good match.
At this moment, Song Ning came up with a pair. She chanted softly, "Mandarin ducks are competing in Qiushui Yintang."
This first couplet reflects Song Ning's girlish thoughts, and she also wants to have a happy husband.
Chen Yang is not a rough guy, so how could he not understand the meaning of this couplet. He is asking for a husband who will live together and fly together.
The young men immediately became excited, and everyone racked their brains to fight against each other.
Song Ning glanced at An Zixuan one more time. She was interested in An Zixuan after all. She hoped that An Zixuan could deal with it.
By this time, Song Ning was no longer interested in Chen Yang. After all, Chen Yang was a poor scholar, so there might really be something going on with a proud girl like Song Ning.
An Zixuan frowned and said nothing.
Chen Yang felt that he couldn't stand up to him anyway, so he didn't even think about it.
At this moment, Mr. Zhao stood up excitedly and said, "I have figured it out. The clear water, the sky, the drums and the harp are playing together." His face was red and he was very excited.
However, although his couplets were correct, even a layman like Chen Yang could see that his couplets were matched in a hurry. Although the couplets were neatly matched, the mandarin ducks and the drum harps were far-fetched. It could barely be considered a match.
A middling couplet.
Song Ning frowned slightly, but said nothing.
Her frown was really distressing.
Chen Yang wanted to be in the limelight, but unfortunately, he couldn't live up to it!
At this moment, Chen Feirong smiled in Chen Yang's mind and said: "Brother Yang, do you want me to help you?"
"I'll go, you can still be right" Chen Yang communicated with Chen Feirong in his mind.
Chen Feirong said: "I can't, but I can read the memories of their presence! I can get into An Zixuan's head."
Chen Yang was startled and said: "Forget it, this An Zixuan has some cultivation, and I can't see it clearly, I'm afraid he is not a simple person. If you go, you will scare the snake. We can't make mistakes due to small mistakes.
Big!" He paused and then said: "Besides, he didn't come up to me!"
As soon as Chen Yang spoke, An Zixuan stood up. He smiled slightly and said, "I'm right, Ning'er."
