"Senior sister, don't pay attention to my aunt, she has always been crazy and upset, and she has no shape. ”

After dinner, Nie Dan and Nie Qing asked Ding Lan to send them back to the hotel to rest on the grounds that they were tired, and gave Cao Yue and Zheng Han freedom to let the two of them go to the West Lake by themselves.

Zheng Han couldn't refuse, so he had to follow Cao Yue. In the car, Cao Yue also explained Nie Qing's "girlfriend" statement.

Zheng Han glanced at Cao Yue strangely, and snorted: "Your explanation, is it too much?"

"You mean you're willing to be my girlfriend?" Cao Yue smiled strangely.

"Drive well," Zheng Han glared at Cao Yue angrily, don't look away.

Cao Yue didn't ask again, and after laughing twice, he concentrated on driving.

Seeing that Cao Yue stopped talking, Zheng Han was a little unhappy and asked, "Where to take me?"

"Take a walk by the West Lake?"

"I don't want to go. Although she felt better after dinner, the feeling of harmony and tacit understanding when she got along with Cao Yue during the day was gone, and she wanted to go back to rest.

"But I drove in the direction of West Lake. ”

"Aren't you going to talk to your mother and aunt?"

"Just go later. Now that the weather is neither hot nor cold, it should be very good to walk around the West Lake at night. ”

"Why don't you go for a walk with your mother and aunt?"

"You really don't want to accompany me to visit the West Lake?" Cao Yue slowed down.

Zheng Han was silent.

Cao Yue didn't ask again and continued to drive.

I found a berth not far from West Lake and parked my car

"Zheng Da beauty, enjoy a face and go shopping together, let's go to see the night of the West Lake, bathe in the intoxicating evening breeze, I always feel that Liu Yong wrote the willow bank, the wind and the waning moon is the scenery of the West Lake, he was drunk and wrote on the Su Causeway. ”

"This word comes out of your mouth, it feels weird," Zheng Han unbuckled his seat belt, pushed the car door and got out of the car, "You are a martial artist, and you also like poetry?"

"Don't look at my mother as a strong woman, but she has a deep study of Chinese classics, and she is proficient in qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, and I learned to play the piano under her pressure, and I am interested in Han and history, and it is also very much because of her influence," Cao Yue walked up to Zheng Han and said with a smile: "I forgot my singing harmony when I listened to you play the piano that day?"

"It seems that you are a person of both civil and military talents?"

"My dad is a man of both civil and military talents, he has a lot of research on Chinese history, my mother was also a famous lady in ancient times, she was good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, you said that the son they gave birth to, which point would be bad?" Cao Yue looked proud, and naturally took Zheng Han's hand, "Let's go, let's go to the West Lake together, you don't believe that I am a civil and military talent, you can take the exam again." ”

This time, Zheng Han didn't let Cao Yue pull her, but skillfully broke free, but did not refuse to go to the West Lake with Cao Yue.

The two walked in the direction of the lakefront.

"Cao Yue, do you have a program for the welcome party?"

"Yes," Cao Yue smiled bitterly, "Our beautiful counselor Xu Fei must go up to perform a show as a squad leader, so I have to be a duck who has been driven up to the shelves and go up and sing a song." A military song, a green flower in the army, must have heard it. By the way, do you have a show?"

"Keep it secret for the time being," Zheng Han smiled mysteriously.

"That is, there must be a show, and I will stand up and applaud you at that time, or will I give you a flower?"

"You want to be the public enemy of the male students of Jiangsu and Zhejiang University?"

"I'm not afraid. ”

"I'm afraid"

“”

While talking, the two had already arrived at the lakeside.

This season, it is neither cold nor hot, and it is the National Day holiday, the West Lake is full of tourists, and it is a little difficult to walk, let alone enjoy that romantic atmosphere. "Why are there so many people?" Cao Yue was dumbfounded.

"There are already a lot of people in the long dummies, there is nothing strange, there will be fewer people in the Willow Wave Oriole Park. ”

"Then let's go over there. Cao Yue said, and took Zheng Han's hand again, "Go closer, save yourself from finding each other for a while." ”

Zheng Han didn't struggle anymore this time, and let Cao Yue pull it.

"Senior sister. ”

"Huh?"

"What do you like most about West Lake?"

Zheng Han didn't expect Cao Yue to ask her this question, so she was stunned for a moment.

Cao Yue smiled and didn't ask again.

Zheng Han thought about it seriously for a while, and then replied: "Rich history and ancient charm, many folklore, and beautiful natural scenery, and then there is my favorite West Lake." ”

This answer can be given a hundred points. ”

"100 points and no reward," Zheng Han sniffed.

"Let's play a game," Cao Yue stopped and pointed to the Qian Wang Temple not far away, "Let's take West Lake as the theme to see who can recite more poems related to West Lake, and if you read a poem, you can take a step forward." Whoever walks to the main gate of the Qian Wang Temple first will win, and whoever wins will be rewarded. To play or not to play?"

"Who is afraid of whom?" Cao Yue's proposal made Zheng Han suddenly interested.

"We rock-paper-scissors decide who comes first. ”

"Good"

So the two stood opposite each other in the eyes of the weaving tourists, rock-paper-scissors.

As a result, Cao Yue took out the scissors, and Zheng Han took out the cloth.

"The water is shining and sunny, the mountains are empty and the rain is strange, if you want to compare the West Lake to Xizi, it is always appropriate to apply light makeup and heavy makeup," Cao Yue took a big step forward. Su Dongpo's masterpiece comes casually.

"Gushan Temple is in the north of Jia Tingxi, and the water surface is flat at the beginning of the clouds. Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and whose new swallows peck the spring mud. The flowers are gradually charming to the eye, and the asakusa can have no horseshoe. The favorite lake is not enough to go east, and the white sand embankment in the green poplar shade. Zheng Han also took a step forward and stood with Cao Yue.

"After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of West Lake is not the same as the four seasons," Cao Yue took another step, looked sideways at Zheng Han, and waited for her to recite poetry.

"Outside the mountain, Qingshan Building, West Lake, when will the singing and dancing be closed," Zheng Han and Cao Yue stood side by side again.

"After the group of fang, the West Lake is good, and the wolf is red. Flying flotsam. The weeping willows dried up the sun and the wind. Sheng song scattered all the tourists to go, and began to feel the spring sky. Hang down the curtains. Shuangyan returns in the drizzle. Cao Yue read a poem by Ouyang Xiu.

"If you can't throw Hangzhou, half of the hook is this lake," Zheng Han reacted quickly, immediately followed a song, and stood next to Cao Yue again.

It was Cao Yue's turn, and after thinking for a while, he read: "The southeast shape wins, the three Wu capitals, and Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times."

"To add to the rules, after the person in front of him finishes chanting, the person behind must immediately follow, and the pause in the middle should not exceed five seconds. ”

Cao Yue asked in surprise, "Isn't that time to think?"

"If you think about the second half of the night, then don't I have to wait until the middle of the night?"

Cao Yue was speechless and had to accept, "Okay, ladies first." ”

"Also with last year's people, together with the West Lake grass"

"Changji once worked hand in hand, thousands of trees pressed, and the West Lake was cold"

After walking more than a dozen steps, the two were still standing side by side, but Cao Yue's forehead was already sweating.

"The sky is beautiful and the water is good, and the clouds are fresh"

Zheng Han recited another song and stood next to Cao Yue again.

Cao Yue couldn't think of any other poem about West Lake.

"The sunset of the remnant glows on the West Lake, the flower dock is peaceful, and the wild shore is unmanned," Zheng Han didn't give Cao Yue more time to think, and after reciting another poem, he took a step forward and surpassed Cao Yue.

Cao Yue still didn't think of it.

"The spring shirt is still there, the little man needlework, and the rain in the West Lake has been wet"

"I want to rely on this intention to return to the West Lake and report it to the West Lake"

Zheng Han read out the poems written about West Lake one after another, as if he didn't need to think about it at all, and these poems were all in his head.

Looking at Zheng Han, who was getting farther and farther away from him, Cao Yue's mouth opened wide in surprise.

"There is poetry and books in his belly," he couldn't think of poems related to West Lake, but he popped up such a sentence.

This woman is not a vase.

And Zheng Han was still reciting poems one after another, because it was far away, she was afraid that Cao Yue would not hear it, so she was shouting with her hands together and her mouth.

In the hazy night, Zheng Han's long flowing hair and slender jumping figure made Cao Yue feel a different kind of beauty, and he was a little crazy.

He simply didn't want to think about it, so he just stood and watched Zheng Han jump forward happily.

This situation and this scene, what warmth and romance it is