As Shen Lie and Zhang Jingxiu gathered together and murmured, looking very affectionate, the young masters of the Zhang family sitting on the other side of the wool blanket were furious.
Those pairs of jealous eyes shot flying knives out.
But Shen Lie didn't care so much. He swallowed a box of braised pork in a few mouthfuls, took a sip of water, and then pretended to be serious and sat down again.
I started listening to music again and enjoying the scenery.
But after a while, Shen Lie looked a little strange, and he couldn't help lowering his head and coughing softly: "Cough, brother Jingxiu."
Zhang Jingxiu said casually: "Huh?"
Shen Lie felt quite uncomfortable, so he covered his mouth with his sleeves and said softly: "Brother Jingxiu, there are three urgent needs... Shen will come back as soon as he goes."
Zhang Jingxiu had no doubt that he had it, and nodded in agreement: "Go and come back quickly."
So in full view of everyone, Shen Lie hurriedly got up from the woolen blanket, left quickly, and ran towards the entrance of a beautiful mountain village not far away.
Not long after.
Shen Lie slowly walked out of the village entrance and looked at the sea of people by the lake. He couldn't help wiping his sweat, unbuttoning a few buttons and fanning himself with his hands.
The temperature began to rise gradually, and he wore a lot of clothes, which inevitably made his whole body feel hot.
After finally getting cooler, Shen Lie looked up at the sky again, and then sighed faintly: "It's boring!"
It’s uncomfortable, it’s so uncomfortable!
Shen Lie originally thought that this poetry meeting would be very interesting, but when he came, he realized that this so-called poetry meeting was really boring and uncomfortable.
These elegant and graceful young men just opened their mouths and said what they said. Alas, those who listened were dizzy. Although the tunes of the talented men and beauties were melodious.
But the singing was so dull that I couldn't even pronounce a single word after struggling for a long time. The rhythm was slower than that of Peking Opera, and I really couldn't understand it!
For a modern person like Shen Lie, who is used to fast-paced modern music and busy bars, staying here is as uncomfortable as being in jail.
The only bright spot is the beauties that can be seen everywhere in the crowd, but each of these beauties is wearing thicker clothes than the other, and they are not interesting at all.
There are even many beauties who can't even figure out their gender, which makes people feel chilly.
At this moment, Shen Lie's face showed a bitter look again, and he actually had the painful feeling in his heart of going shopping with his girlfriend. This feeling was really worse than death!
It seems that the celebrity circles of this era, the so-called romantic circles, cannot be easily integrated into. For a modern person...
It's quite difficult to accept it.
Shen Lie was really fed up with this living sin and decided to run away. However, after taking a few steps, he saw the guard leader Zhang Kui waiting for him at a fork in the road not far away.
Shen Lie was stunned.
Zhang Kui had already rushed over and urged: "Hurry, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Looking at Zhang Kui who looked impatient, Shen Lie had no choice but to fasten the buttons of his unbuttoned clothes and followed Zhang Kui back obediently.
After a while, Shen Lie endured the discomfort all over his body and sat back down next to Miss Zhang cross-legged. He couldn't help but scratch his itchy back.
Zhang Jingxiu, who was listening to the music, turned around and looked at him. A hint of shame and anger appeared on his bright and beautiful face, and whispered: "Where are you going, Brother Shen?"
Shen Lie was speechless and was about to defend himself.
Zhang Jingxiu said angrily: "Sit down!"
Shen Lie quickly responded: "Hey!"
It seems that his intention to leave early and run away has been seen through by Miss Zhang. She is really a thoughtful and intelligent woman.
So Shen Lie's old face turned red, he laughed awkwardly a few times, and then he sat upright again, pretending to be sullen without saying a word.
But he couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "Just sit down and sit down."
Zhang Jingxiu rolled her cute eyes angrily and said angrily: "What are you talking about?"
Shen Lie quickly shut his mouth tightly.
Say no more.
To avoid this, she used the Jin Yiwei to catch me again.
So the two of them murmured for a while, then burned a stick of incense. After eating and drinking, they felt comfortable. The March sun shone warmly on their bodies.
He didn't sleep well last night, and soon Shen Lie started to feel sleepy, dozing off, and his eyelids kept fighting. He originally wanted to persist, but...
I couldn't stand the babbling "Talented Man and Beautiful Lady" opera, the hypnotic effect was too good, so I listened to the babbling little tunes played by the famous Southern opera artist.
A slight snore sounded from the beautiful lakeside.
This purr.
Zhang Jingxiu, who was close at hand, took a deep breath, his shoulders trembling slightly, and looking at Shen Lie who was taking a nap, he showed off two rows of cute little teeth in anger.
At this moment, Zhang Jingxiu wanted to kick the beast hard, knock it to the ground, and take a few bites, but she held it back and kept convincing herself in her heart.
Forget it.
This person...
If they don't agree with each other, they will run away again.
Shen Lie was about to fall asleep, but at this moment, a clear voice came from under a big willow tree on the roadside not far away.
"It has a full appearance, with springs protruding like beads running through it, like crabs with their eyes wide open, and like fish foam spitting out, with vines and grass shading providing moisture."
As soon as he finished speaking, cheers broke out from all over.
The sudden cheers woke Shen Lie up from his nap.
"good!"
Amidst the thundering cheers, Shen Lie shivered and his pajamas disappeared in fear. He raised his head with blurred eyes and looked at a Confucian scholar who was singing poetry not far away.
What's going on?
Shen Lie quickly wiped his saliva, looked at the arrogant Confucian scholar, and frowned, what the hell was he moaning about.
This doesn’t seem to be poetry. It seems that this genre is called Fu?
Although he was very docile and couldn't understand it, he seemed to be very powerful.
Shen Lie was a little confused when he saw another Confucian scholar standing up under another big willow tree, straightening his clothes, clearing his throat and beginning to respond.
"The green grass is like silk, and the miscellaneous trees have red hair. Whether you come home or not, you come back...the fragrance has stopped."
As the Confucian scholar pondered and finished reciting a poem, there was thunderous applause and cheers in an instant, and the atmosphere became heated.
But listening to this incomprehensible poem, Shen Lie became even more confused. He couldn't help but touch his head, thinking, is this the beginning of a poetry meeting?
But this poem...
Shen Lie knew every word, but when they were put together, he really couldn't understand it. He couldn't help but feel a little doubtful in his heart. Is this called poetry?
at this time.
Zhang Jingxiu suddenly turned around, came towards Shen Lie, and whispered: "Brother Shen, what do you think of this poem?"
Shen Lie looked at her bright eyes and was speechless for a moment. After thinking for a while, he said honestly: "This poem...why is it different from Tang poetry?"
It seems that Tang poetry is not like this. Those masterpieces of Tang poetry that have been passed down through the ages, such as those by Li Bai and Du Fu, are not incomprehensible to anyone.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Jingxiu closed the folding fan and praised: "What Brother Shen said is really to the point. These masters of the Jingling School, their poems are against imitating the Tang and Song Dynasties, and pay attention to being original and unique, solitary and profound..."
Upon hearing this, Shen Lie was stunned on the spot and muttered in his heart.
"Why?"
Shen Lie looked confused. Could it be that he made a random comment and got it wrong?
Is this the right answer?
It took a long time.
Shen Lie then figured it out. After thinking about it for a long time, these two talented people were poets of the Jingling School. They seemed to look down on Tang poetry and advocated being new and different.
However, when Shen Lie looked at the two proud talents, he couldn't help but touched his head and asked curiously: "Does it mean that you are unconventional if you can't understand it?"