"I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid it's too cold in the high places."
"Dancing to clear the shadow, how can it be like being in the human world?"
When Ning Feiyang recited these two sentences, his voice rose a bit. In addition, his voice had been transformed and was very charming, which made everyone fascinated.
"Turn around the Zhu Pavilion, lower the Qi household, and the light will shine on the sleepless people."
"There shouldn't be any hatred, why would we be reunited when we say goodbye?"
Ning Feiyang said a few more sentences, his emotions were suppressed to the extreme. When everyone heard this, their hearts were in their throats.
Everyone shouldn't have regrets about the bright moon, right? Why does it become full only when parting?
Everyone thought this was the end, but who knew that Ning Feiyang was soaring again.
"People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This has never been the case in ancient times."
"I hope we will live forever and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart."
After hearing the last two sentences, the suppressed emotions were swept away, leaving me with a soul-stirring feeling.
Especially the sentence about people having their joys and sorrows, and the moon waxing and waning. This is something that is difficult to accomplish in ancient times, which makes people feel the atmosphere even more.
After reading a poem, everyone who understands it falls into thinking. After all, this poem contains an absolute philosophy of life.
The whole place was silent!
After dozens of seconds of silence, Shangguan Qing'er was the first to stand up and take the lead in applauding.
The goddess applauded, and everyone applauded desperately. This was a high compliment to Ning Feiyang.
For a moment, there was a wave of applause!
Ning Feiyang breathed a sigh of relief. He was not worried that there was something wrong with the poem. What he was worried about was that everyone's taste could not keep up.
Now it seems that Shangguan Qing'er still has a keen eye for pearls. She doesn't care about others, as long as she can like them.
The two people looked at each other, and a flash of fire burst out.
Ning Feiyang knew without thinking that the goddess's favorability towards him must have improved, so he needed to check. Unexpectedly, Pi Yiming's voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Wait, shut up, everyone shut up!" Pi Yiming yelled with an electric horn.
Only then did everyone stop cheering.
"It must be fake. This guy can't possibly write such a good poem!" Pi Yiming said.
"Haha, what evidence do you have?" Ning Feiyang asked calmly.
Pi Yiming shook his head and said: "Don't worry about this, it's impossible anyway."
"Director Pi Yiming, I have never heard of this poem. Have you seen it somewhere?" Shangguan Qing'er said.
wipe!
The goddess actually stood out for Ning Feifei, making everyone envious of her.
"This...maybe he copied it himself from some unknown book." Pi Yiming hesitated.
"Haha, you think everyone is a fool for appreciating poetry. Considering that there are so many talented people in China, if this poem really appeared, it is impossible that everyone would not have discovered it."
"I believe everyone has heard it. This poem is quite good and will definitely be passed down through the ages." Shangguan Qing'er said.
The goddess spoke highly of it, and everyone naturally agreed and nodded.
Pi Yiming was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He had taken great pains to set up a trap and was so busy that he still hadn't eaten dinner.
I wanted to make Ning Feiyang lose face, but who knew that he could recite poems easily and win the favor of the goddess.
That's not all.
Shangguan Qing'er walked down from the stage, came to Ning Feiyang, and said, "Classmate Ning Feiyang, can you write down the poem you just gave me, thank you."
"Of course, no problem." Ning Feiyang picked up the paper and pen and started writing.
After Shangguan Qing'er saw it, she smiled and gave a thumbs up: "Not only is the poem good, but the handwriting is also beautiful. I like it!"
like?
Could it be said that the goddess fell in love with this guy?
When everyone heard this, they were filled with jealousy and wanted to eat Ning Feiyang alive!
"Fourth, it's okay. I haven't liked memorizing poetry since I was a child, but when I heard your poem just now, I was really stunned. You are so talented." Su Yi patted Ning Feiyang on the shoulder and said.
"As expected of the top scorer in the college entrance examination, he is talented, talented, and the top scorer in science can also recite poems and write essays!" Lu Hao also came over to congratulate him.
Yang Lifeng also felt proud and said with a smile: "Isn't it true? The Chinese score of the top scholar in liberal arts is still far lower than that of the fourth child."
Several people felt particularly relieved, especially when they saw Pi Yiming sitting on the ground, like a bereaved dog, they felt even more comfortable.
Ning Feiyang's phone rang at the right time.
"Feiyang, have you finished your work? My dad is bored and always nags you, saying he wants to see you write." Zhan Jie'er said.
"Be there right away." Ning Feiyang hung up the phone.
At this time, Shangguan Qing'er came to Ning Feiyang and said, "I want to discuss the artistic conception of this poem with you. Do you have time?"
The goddess is... dating Ning Feiyang?
Everyone is going to suffer from pinkeye!
What shocked them was that Ning Feiyang shook his head and said, "Sorry, I'm in a hurry. Let's make an appointment tomorrow, okay?"
"Okay, I'll wait for you." Shangguan Qing'er said.
Ning Feiyang slipped away with envy and hatred in his eyes. He stopped a taxi and went straight to Zhang Hanrui's home.
"Han Bing, how much does Shangguan Qing'er like me?" Ning Feiyang asked impatiently.
"Five percent." Han Bing replied.
Ning Feiyang made a victory gesture. If he had said this before, he must have been very depressed. Shangguan Qing'er is not an ordinary person, and it is very difficult to increase his favorability by one percent.
This surge of 4% is definitely a big gain.
"What's so good about it?" Han Bing couldn't stand Ning Feiyang's look.
"Hey, you don't understand at all." Ning Feiyang shook his head and said.
"I don't understand? When the system dispatches the task and it's my turn, you will cry." Han Bing's voice was cold.
Ning Feiyang can feel the cold. He has been controlling this maid, but Han Bing can't stand him. If the system really sends a task to make Han Bing's favorability towards him reach 90%, what should he do?
I'm afraid it will be ten times, a hundred times harder than now!
Soon they arrived at the community. After Ning Feiyang entered, Zhan Yonghui walked over with a smile and said, "Feiyang, it didn't affect your work, right?"
"No, of course not." Ning Feiyang said with a smile, "I'll wash my hands first, go to the toilet, and then discuss calligraphy with Uncle Zhan."
He walked to the bathroom and just finished washing his hands when another cell phone rang.
This is from Su Zimo.
"Ning Feiyang, ahem, my solo concert is about to start. I'm waiting for your new song at the Magic City Station. How are the preparations going?" Su Zimo urged.
Headache!
Ning Feiyang scratched his head. Could it be that he wanted to tell the other party that the withdrawal card that was originally intended for her was used elsewhere?
"I don't care, I want to have a breakthrough in this concert, and you have to make me a creative song." Su Zimo said coquettishly.