Chapter Eighty-Seven: Poems
Zhao Tingzheng was thinking about it, and Tang Zhizhang also shook the white paper fan in his hand and walked over with a smile, and said enthusiastically, "Brother Zhao, I will wait for today to climb high and look far away, drink and drink in the river, and I should write a poem." ”
As he spoke, he turned his head and peeked at Lin Sijun in the distance, and said in a low voice, "Hehe, beauty in person, it's time for me to show my talents." ”
"Ahem," Wang Junwei also came over, smiling obscenely, and deliberately raising his voice to attract the attention of others, "Brother Tang, I have heard for a long time that your article has a Penglai style, and the style of writing is fresh and eclectic." Although the foolish brother is not talented, he thinks he also has some attainments in poetry. ”
"Why don't you and I take the star-picking building in front of us as the theme, each write a poem and talk about pleasure, how about it?"
Tang Zhizhang waved his hand, frowned and pretended to be displeased, and said "modestly", "Eh, Brother Wang, this is a killing of Tang, or not, but Brother Wang's poems and essays are unique and unique, which is refreshing!"
"Hahaha......" Wang Junwei laughed, "Brother Tang is too reputable, too reputed, huh...... Brother Tang came first?"
Tang Zhizhang pretended to be pretended, and then he reluctantly asked, "Okay, then Tang will be ugly, and the two brothers are not strange." ”
"Please. ”
Seeing that the two of them were cheeky and praising each other, the corners of Zhao Ting's mouth twitched, and he made a gesture of please speechlessly, and said, "Brother Tang, please." ”
"Ahem!"
"Ahem, ahem,"
Tang Zhizhang coughed violently a few times, and finally attracted the attention of Lin Sijun and the two on the side, and the two of them looked at this side curiously.
Tang Zhizhang saw Lin Sijun looking over from the corner of his eye, his face was straight, and he said, "Today, the clouds have rained, and the sky is clear, I gather here with all the gentlemen, climb high and look far away, and my heart is flying, so I feel that I have a poem with the title of this building." ”
"Scholar, take pen and ink. ”
"Yes. ”
After the scholar brought rice paper for him and laid it out, Tang Zhizhang took the brush and rendered it on the white paper, reading in a low voice while writing.
"The title of the Star Tower has a feeling!"
"A high-rise building in the north of the city, connected with the blue sky. ”
"The sparse knot is the window, and the pavilion is twelve. ”
Before Tang Zhizhang finished writing on the paper, Wang Junwei already clapped his hands again and again, "Good poems, good poems, really rare good poems! In my opinion, this poem should be included in our Wu Dynasty's "Poetry Dictionary"!"
“......”
Zhao Ting on the side was really shocked by his exaggerated tone, and thought, are you serious?
Is this kind of poem still included in the "Book of Poetry"?
"Eh, Brother Wang is really too famous," Tang Zhizhang had a smug look on his face, but his mouth was still modest, "Tang is ashamed!"
The two praised each other again, and Wang Junwei said, "After reading Brother Tang's masterpiece, my brother also felt it, and wanted to express his heart directly, but he couldn't let Brother Tang specialize in front of beauties anymore." ”
"Haha...... Brother Wang, please. ”
"Please. ”
Wang Junwei breathed a long sigh of relief, called the scholar to get pen and ink, and wrote on the paper.
"Climb tall buildings. ”
"The sky is refreshing, and I climb the star tower. ”
"When you look back, where is Xiao Xiao?"
"Good poetry, good poetry," Tang Zhizhang stroked his palms and admired, "People don't deceive me, Brother Wang's attainments in poetry and literature are much better than Tang! Tang sighs to himself, admires and admires!"
"Eh," Wang Junwei smiled and put down the brush in his hand, "How can Brother Tang be arrogant? ”
The two of them coaxed each other to raise their prices again, they had no face and no skin, and they almost vomited to Zhao Ting.
What is this?
At this time, Tang Zhizhang turned his head and said with a smile, "Brother Zhao might as well write a poem and talk about talent?"
"No, no, no. Zhao Ting smiled awkwardly and rejected Tang Zhizhang's proposal.
He has a number of how much ink he has in his stomach, unlike these two, who are just here to be funny, didn't he see the side, the white eyes of the third lady of the Lin family were about to turn to the sky?
Zhao Ting felt that in the hearts of these two people, they might really not count!
In other words, they are really, sincerely, and feel that the poems they have made are great, which is a bit scary.
"You guys play first, I'll go down there and breathe. ”
casually perfunctory, Zhao Ting hurriedly wanted to leave down the stairs, he was really afraid that if he stayed with these two people again, he would become the kind of person who "didn't force the number in his heart".
He was walking a few steps down the stairs when a crisp voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Zhao Gongzi. ”
Zhao Ting turned his head and saw that Lin Sijun somehow followed him out, standing at the staircase on the top floor, looking at him with a smile.
Seeing her big black eyes looking at her unabashedly, Zhao Ting couldn't help frowning slightly, and asked softly, "Something?"
He and this Lin Sijun just chatted a few times, or because of Wang Junwei's recommendation. The two are not familiar with each other, they can only be called "nodding friends", and they occasionally bump into each other in the academy on weekdays, and they will say hello to each other, that's all.
I don't know if it's Zhao Ting's illusion, he always feels that when this girl looks at him, her eyes seem to be with electricity, which is different from looking at others.
Thinking of this, Zhao Ting couldn't help but look at Lin Sijun and found that her face was flushed and she looked very hot.
"Hmm...... Is Zhao Gongzi going home?" Lin Sijun lowered his head and asked in a low voice.
Zhao Ting, who asked this headless sentence, was even more puzzled.
He thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes, I have something to do when I go home, you guys can play first." ”
Saying that, he wanted to leave, but Lin Sijun stopped him quite uninterestingly, as if he was a little embarrassed, "That...... Zhao Gongzi, Sijun is also trying to go home, why don't you and I go together?"
Speaking of this, Lin Sijun's smooth cheeks became red, as if he was about to drip blood, and he looked extremely shy.
This also provoked Zhao Ting to look at her strangely, and then said, "Traveling together......?" I live in Xicheng, and your Lin Mansion is in Dongcheng, these are two roads that are far from each other, how can we walk together?"
After a pause, he said again, "In addition, Miss Zhao Guanlin, your face is red and your heart is beating fast, I think it's because the weather is too hot, and you have a "sha syndrome", this disease can't be delayed, you better quickly let the doctor help you diagnose and treat it." ”
“......”
Lin Sijun took a deep breath, as if he was suppressing the emotions tumbling in his heart.
After a while, she said slowly, "Actually, our family also has a summer resort in Xicheng......
The words have come to this, Zhao Ting finally understood and saw that the girl in front of him actually wanted to soak herself!
Well, this feeling of being chased by a beautiful girl, Zhao Ting is quite rare, he is a human being in his thirties in two lives, and he has not had this experience for a long time.
"You ......" Zhao Ting opened his mouth, "You can't like me, right?"