Tian Tian was at a loss as if he had met a ghost.

You robots, puppets, puppets, scarecrows, 3D animation props, which apprentice do you accept?

Tian Tian took Zhen Erni back to the store, and the white-haired guy followed closely.

When she arrived at the store, Tian Tian no longer gave Jen Erni a job, and taught the white-haired guy to practice Tai Chi as she wished.

Seeing that the guy was really serious and devoted, Tian Tian was a little moved.

The white-haired guy and Jen Erni practiced Tai Chi in front of the store, which produced a good advertising effect in the store. There were many customers, and Ma Sanli's hands were a little cramped as she counted the money.

But Tian Tian still felt that the strange-shaped white hair of the white-haired guy was ugly.

She took out a black brush on whiteboard paper and composed a poem:

Tang Li Bai "On White"

White hair is dyed black

Not a good old man

Black hair dyed white

Not a good youth

After that, she went over to greet the two Tai Chi practitioners.

The two of them practiced at this time to resonate with their bodies, their hearts resonated, their tacit understanding was like form and shadow, and their unity was like thunder and lightning.

Tian Tianjue's white hair was itching, so he squinted his eyes and shouted, "Zhen Erni, bring your apprentice into the store." It's not enough to just practice martial arts, you also have to learn culture!"

Zhen Erni pulled the white-haired apprentice into the store.

Tian Tian said: Please take a seat. Now learn an ancient poem, a work by Li Bai. Li Bai, have you heard of it?

"Who hasn't heard of Li Bai?" said the white-haired guy laughed.

"Then you memorize a poem of his!"

"Silent Night Thoughts. The bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected to be frost on the ground, raised his head to look at the bright moon, and bowed his head to think of his hometown. ”

"Okay. Do you know any other poems he wrote?"

"It's too much. Will enter the wine, give Wang Lun, look at the waterfall of Lushan Mountain, send the White Emperor City early, send the Yellow Crane Tower to Meng Haoran's Guangling, sleepwalk in the sky and leave a farewell ......"

"That's right, then, do you know "On Confessions"?"

"Haven't heard of it. ”

"I don't know, do you? I know that you are lonely, otherwise you would not have dyed your good youthful black hair pale. Look at the board!"

Tian Tian said, putting up the whiteboard paper on which he had just written.

The white-haired young man read the poem silently and said, "He still has this poem? ”

"I said you are uneducated, you have to learn more from me in the future. ”

"Don't fool me, I know you just made it up. Look at your eyes, cunning and slick, ghostly. ”

"You used to be very smart, so why do smart people do foolish things and dye their hair white to play?"

"Is this a joke? I'm particular about dyeing my white hair. ”

"What's more?"

"Of course there is, there are poems as proof:

Jet-black hair dyed snow-white

Just to support the fight against evil

As long as there is peace in the world

Singing without black hair"

"Ha, that's great! It seems that you are very grateful, excited, and touched by the anti-gang and evil activities of the police?"

"That's right. Because my kind and honest father was beaten by black animals, and so far he walks unevenly, sleeps unevenly, and is indignant in his heart every day. ”

"Well, I understand, your white hair is white. ”

"Thank you for your understanding. ”

"You're welcome. ”

"So, I am in love with your sister Jen Erni, do you understand?"

"I really don't understand this. ”

"Please!"

"You are unrequited love, she can't accept your love. ”

"Wrong! In the morning in the leisure square, I saw it in her eyes, she could accept it, she was very willing to accept it. ”

As he spoke, he walked up to Jenni, looked into her eyes and asked, "Can I love you?"

"Yes. She replied to him affectionately.

Tian Tian almost fainted.

"What's your name?" Tian Tian asked the guy.

"Li Aibai. ”

"Screen name?"

"Pseudonym. ”

"What about your real name?"

"Li Aibai. ”

"The same?"

"My grandfather got his head like this. ”

"Abbreviated as Li Bai?"

"It's not abbreviated. ”

"What do you do?"

"Guess what. ”

"Travel enthusiasts?" Tian Tian wanted to talk about the unemployed vagrants, but changed his words again.

"Artists. ”

Oh my God, it turns out that people have real talents and real learning, unlike us who don't learn, have no skills, no shape, and no real skills.

"Can you give me a painting?"

We love money. If he becomes a great artist in the future, it will be difficult for him to ask for paintings, and he will miss the opportunity to collect huge paintings.

"I'll be busy for a while. ”

"Got a lucrative business to do?"

"I applied for a volunteer to publicize and sweep away gangsters and eliminate evil, and I wanted to go to all parts of the city to paint propaganda posters. ”

"Looks like I'm too biased, sorry. ”

"It doesn't matter. ”