The arrogant little princess obviously didn't buy it and pouted: "What kind of game is this..."
Xu Qingdao: "Persist until the end and you will be rewarded."
The little princess suddenly became interested, looked at Xu Qing and asked: "What prize?"
Xu Qingdao: "How about customizing a poem or a poem written by me personally? Are you very tempted?"
In order to be able to wait quietly until school was over, Xu Qing took great pains to wait until the poetry meeting was over so that he could go home safely...
While Xu Qing was coaxing the princess, one piece of explosive news spread around the waterside pavilion.
"Master Xu comes up with new words again, overwhelming many talented people in Yongzhou City!"
"I didn't know that! Shen Xubai, the first talented man in Yongzhou City, tore his own lyrics into pieces and threw them into the lotus pond after seeing Mr. Xu's new work!"
"Is this really true?! If Shen Xubai, who is best at Chinese Valentine's Day poems, can do this, doesn't that mean that Shen Xubai is far inferior to Mr. Xu?!"
"Then Master Xu will be the most talented person in Yongzhou City from now on?"
"Among the many wealthy families in Yongzhou City, is there anyone named Xu? Why have I never heard of it?"
"I have never heard of one of the many wealthy families in Yongzhou City whose surname is Xu. Could it be that Mr. Xu is from a poor family?"
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All the women gathered together, looking at the copied poems and saying, "Is this Mr. Xu's new poem?"
"When I suddenly look back, I see that person in a dimly lit place. It's so wonderful! This word is enough to be passed down to the world!"
"There are rumors outside that Shen Xubai tore up the Chinese Valentine's Day poem he wrote and threw it into the lake when he saw Mr. Xu Qing's lyrics!"
"It's more than just a rumor! It's clearly a real fact. I just asked Xiaozhu to find out!"
"In this way, Mr. Xu is well-deserved to be named the number one talent in Yongzhou City!"
"It is indeed well-deserved, but this word has such a profound impact on emotion, who is it written to?"
After hearing this, Xu Yun quickly shook her head and said: "It was definitely not written to Su Qian. She usually has a cold face and can offend even the most good-tempered talented person! How could Mr. Xu still do it for Su Qian? Can you write a simple poem and make it?"
At this moment, Tang Wan and Su Qian walked in from the outside. The voice of Xu Yun who had just spoken stopped abruptly. She lowered her head with a guilty conscience and didn't know where to put the pastries. She could only put the pastries on the table. superior.
At this time, a woman who matched Xu Yun at first said with a clear sarcasm in her voice: "Just now we were talking about Mr. Xu's new lyrics. Sister Su, you must have never read it, right? Why don't you come and watch it too? A look?"
Su Qian shook her head and said, "No need, what lyrics does he make have anything to do with me?"
At this time, Su Qian had realized that because she was with him during the two poetry gatherings, with these women's talent for gossip, even if the two of them were innocent, they might become entangled.
No matter what the reason, Xu Qing definitely did not write this poem for her, because she had asked Xu Qing to prepare the Qixi Festival poem early.
Besides, Su Qian asked for this poem from Xu Qing, rather than giving it to him on his own initiative.
Moreover, the two of them only have one lunch together on weekdays, and if they do more, they patrol the streets together, but patrolling is just their duty.
Other than that, there is no relationship between the two. If unnecessary misunderstandings are caused, it will be unworthy for both her and Xu Qing.
When the woman heard Su Qian's answer, she seemed to confirm something, and continued: "Yes, Mr. Xu's poems are not something that a woman like Sister Su, who wields swords and guns every day, can understand. If you can't read the lyrics that even Shen Xubai is ashamed of, wouldn't it be a waste of resources?"
Su Qian didn't care about anything and could tolerate it, but Tang Wan couldn't help it. She looked at the woman and hummed: "Hu Nian, you don't even know who this poem was given to, so you are so weird here. Don’t you think it’s very stupid?!”
Hu Nian hummed: "Logan, why are you so anxious? Could it be that this is still for you?"
Tang Wan said: "This poem was written by Mr. Xu to Sister Su Qian, but you are talking about Sister Su Qian here. You are really a fool!"
At this moment, many women looked at Su Qian, who was sitting aside with a cold face.
Then they all looked at Xu Yun.
The sentence Xu Yun just said "is definitely not written for Su Qian. She always has a cold face, and she can offend even the most good-tempered talented person! How could Mr. Xu still do it for Su Qian?" Write a poem and finish it?" This sentence still echoed in everyone's ears.
At the beginning, it was Xu Yun who was the first to tell the news that Su Qian and Mr. Xu were at odds.
They all listened as third parties, so naturally they didn't know the truth.
Feeling everyone's gaze, Xu Yun couldn't help but look at Su Qian and said: "Did Mr. Xu write the lyrics for you? Sister Su, everything requires a piece of evidence. If you try to keep up your face, you will end up making people laugh in the end."
Tang Wan responded unceremoniously: "Mr. Xu's original manuscript is in the hands of Sister Su! You two just read a copy of the lyrics, but you are so arrogant. You don't know, you thought This poem is written for you, Xu Yun."
Xu Yun's face was a little confused at this time, but when she thought of Su Qian's attitude and tone when she mentioned Xu Qing, she couldn't help but firm up her thoughts and said harshly: "Tang Wan, you are sharp-tongued and talk without any basis. , If Sister Su really has the original manuscript of the lyrics, just take it out."
Many women also looked at Su Qian at this time and said: "If Sister Su really has the manuscript, can you take it out and wait for me to take a look?"
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"Sister Su..."
Although Su Qian didn't want to cause too many misunderstandings, Tang Wan had already said what she just said. If she didn't say it out, Tang Wan would be in the public eye.
Su Qian put the lyrics in her hand on the table and pressed them down with a paperweight and said calmly: "If any of you want to see it, just come and see it."
Xu Yun was the first one who didn't believe it, but she was also the first one to run over. She just glanced at it and gritted her teeth and said: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! You must have seen Mr. Xu's lyrics and copied them casually. Come on! This is not the original manuscript at all!"
At this time, a woman next to me said: "I have been fortunate enough to read Mr. Xu's manuscript of "Huanxisha Dragon Boat Festival" from Sun Xuezheng these days. I am very familiar with Mr. Xu's handwriting. The poem in Sister Su's hand is his notes. It is exactly the same as that poem, and it is undoubtedly written by Mr. Xu himself."
Hu Nian said stiffly: "Is it difficult to copy someone's notes? How do you know this was not copied by her imitating Mr. Xu's notes?"
At this time, a woman who looked like a maid from outside ran in and said: "Miss, Cui'er went to find out more about it. Mr. Xu had given the original manuscript of that poem to Miss Su a long time ago. If you still want to view the original work, you don't have to go. Please help me!"
Then seeing the eyes of everyone looking at him, the little maid couldn't help but be frightened and dropped the handkerchiefs in her hands to the ground...