The guest proudly recounted the poems made by Dong Chen and Li Bai last night, and these officials also applauded Dong Chen loudly as he expected. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The noise here alarmed the counter, and the cold woman on the counter glanced at the noisy crowd, and finally gave up the plan to rush over and scold them, after all, they are also customers, and the inn is also supported by these customers, and she can't worry about her food and clothing parents.

Interested, she also pricked up her ears and eavesdropped on a few lines of poetry, and the expression on her face became strange.

When she changed shifts this morning, she also heard Xiaoqing, who was on the night shift, said that there was a distinguished customer in the store last night, and Li Bai, who was famous all over the world, came to the store and wrote several poems one after another, what made people even more shocked was that a guest named Dong Chen in the store actually made the same wonderful poems as Li Bai.

For what Xiaoqing said, she didn't believe it, what kind of person Li Bai is, how could he come to a small shop like ours, and who else can compare with Li Bai in poetry, but now after she heard the poems over there, she couldn't help but feel shocked, she had also read the book, and couldn't help but whisper a few words.

Weishui Tangshan is desolate, and it has been abandoned for twenty-three years.

The nostalgic empty chant hears the flute, and the countryside turns over like a rotten Ke person.

Thousands of sails passed by the side of the sinking boat, and ten thousand trees were spring in front of the sick tree.

Listen to the song of Jun today, and temporarily rely on the spirit of a glass of wine.

She savored this poem, and couldn't help but look at Dong Chen twice, a pair of autumn eyes full of questions, could this kind of poem really be written by the young man in front of her?

When Dong Chen saw Gao Leng's sister, he thought that the crying of picking flowers had made her unhappy, and grinned at Gao Leng's girl: "Let's leave immediately, leave immediately." ”

Picking flowers and crying, Dong Chen was at a loss, hurriedly took the thin waist of picking flowers into the backyard of the inn, walked into a pavilion in a corridor, there was no one around, Dong Chen hurriedly comforted Picking flowers: "Picking flowers, I'm really sorry, the person you said didn't lie to you, I was really going to die before, oh, no, I'm going to leave for a while." ”

"I don't listen, I don't listen."

Pick flowers and cover your ears tightly.

There were a lot of female waiters coming and going in the inn, and when they passed by Dong Chen, they all looked over, and two girls were even bold to come over, which made Dong Chen very embarrassed.

Dong Chen walked over with a smile, and was about to explain that nothing happened here, don't look at it, hurry up and walk away, the two girls looked at Dong Chen like a nymphomaniac: "Lord Shiyin, can you sign for us?" ”

"Shiyin?"

Dong Chen was very puzzled, there were no other people around, who could be Shiyin? Defloration also stopped crying, walked to Dong Chen's side, and looked at the two girls with a confused expression.

The two girls smiled and said, "Lord Shiyin is you!" The mysterious poet who is on par with the poetry of the sword immortal Li Baidou is, of course, the poetry hidden. ”

"Me? Poetry? It's a joke! ”

Dong Chen pointed to his nose and smiled extremely exaggeratedly: "How can I be Shiyin?" ”

Dong Chen's laughter made one of the girls opposite have a nosebleed, she couldn't suppress the surprise in her heart, and actually ran out and shouted: "Lord Shiyin smiled at me, Lord Shiyin smiled at me." ”

The other girl was much calmer, blinking a pair of big eyes, handing out a handkerchief and a brush, and pleading again, "Can Shiyin-sama sign for me?" ”

This is the treatment that only celebrities have, Dong Chen didn't expect that one day he would be admired like this, he was pleasantly surprised in his heart, and took the handkerchief handed over by the big-eyed girl.

The handkerchief also had the fragrance of lilacs, Dong Chen couldn't help but sniff it twice, and at the corner of his eye, he saw the smile on the face of the big-eyed girl opposite, and secretly felt that something was wrong in his heart.

Thinking of this, Dong Chen quickly restrained his smile, spread the handkerchief in his palm, held the brush in his right hand, and signed his name on the handkerchief.

Dong Chen handed the handkerchief back to the sister after signing it, and the girl took the handkerchief with a happy face, but when she saw the words on it, she looked disappointed.

Dong Chen thought that she thought her words were ugly, and said quite embarrassedly: "It's not easy to write if you put it on your hand." ”

The girl smiled at Dong Chen, pondered for a moment and said boldly: "I implore Lord Shiyin to sign the word Shiyin." ”

As soon as this girl said this, Dong Chen's heart immediately relaxed a lot, and she thought that she thought her words were ugly, but she didn't expect it to be this request! That's easy!

"Good!"

Dong Chen was happy in his heart, took the brush, and wanted to write the words better, so he held the pen heavily, and wrote down the two words of Shiyin very seriously, but he used too much force, and after writing, he looked even more ugly than the two words Dong Chen before, which made Dong Chen blush, and refused to return the handkerchief to the girl in front of him.

The girl waited for a while, and when she saw that Dong Chen did not return the handkerchief, she was in a hurry, snatched the handkerchief from Dong Chen's hand, and looked at the two words Shiyin on it, then happily took the handkerchief and left, looking at her background Dong Chen suddenly regretted it, feeling that these people don't really love themselves, they only worship the name Shiyin.

"Admirers of vanity!"

Dong Chen hugged the defloration next to him aggrievedly.

Startled by picking flowers, he patted Dong Chen's back, and asked cautiously: "Master Hou, will you leave me in the future?" ”

Dong Chen replied casually: "If you don't leave me for picking flowers, I won't leave you." ”

Picking flowers was full of joy, when Dong Zhuo died and Luodu was in chaos, she still followed Dong Chen, but it was not just the love of master and servant, the **** came to follow Dong Chen with a mortal heart, but where did she think that Dong Chen took her to escape from Luodu and be able to die, so she was naturally even happier in her heart.

Later, the little girl at the counter handed her a bag of gold coins and said to her: "The kid who was with you didn't come back, he left the money to you, you can take it to do some small business, find a good man to marry, don't wait for that kid." ”

At that time, she was really grief-stricken, and she wanted to commit suicide by throwing herself into a well, but when she saw Dong Chen, she couldn't help crying loudly.

Now that I heard Dong Chen personally say that he would not leave him, the high heart of picking flowers was about to jump out, and a pair of eyes smiled like a crescent crescent, and quietly hugged Dong Chen: "I want to accompany Hou Ye forever and forever, and be a little girl for Hou Ye." ”

"That's not possible, you still have to get married in the future."

Dong Chen suddenly left the embrace of picking flowers.

Tears rolled in the eyes of the flower picker, and he said aggrievedly: "Master Hou, you ......"

Dong Chen hurriedly said, "Don't cry!" I don't know what to do to make you happy when you're crying? ”