Chapter 212: About Love

Jiang Yan on the stage naturally didn't know that his words had caused conflicts among some couples in the audience, and seeing that his words had an effect, he grinned and continued: "If you want to be crooked, please squat in the corner of the wall!" I met Sister Meng Yao before my debut, and I have been taken care of by her all the time, so I have a special sense of gratitude to her in my heart! ”

Seeing Jiang Yan's evil smile, the audience also understood that this product was deliberately teasing them. After the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info understood, the audience was a burst of protests.

"it! We're playing with this thing! ”

"Tainyima is lacking in virtue, I'm really wronged by that buddy who was just kicked by my girlfriend!"

"Haha! I've seen through everything, and you fools believe him! ”

"Yes, a bunch of heartless people, you will say in front of your girlfriend that you like another girl!"

"Poof! I can't help but want to laugh when I think about that buddy's messy posture in the wind! ”

On the stage, after listening to Jiang Yan's answer, Lin Xinwan smiled, "Teacher Jiang is still so humorous, both parties have already answered this question, so let's move on to the next question and ask the technical teacher for help!" ”

As soon as Lin Xin's voice fell, the problem on the big screen behind him disappeared, and was replaced by the screening interface of the mobile phone number, "This time, Brother Hao will help Teacher Jiang choose one!" Lin Xin smiled at Jiang Hao.

"Good!" Jiang Hao nodded, took a step forward, and looked at the big screen behind him, "Let's start!" ”

Under the command, the number on the screen jumped quickly, "Stop!" After a few seconds, Jiang Hao shouted to stop.

"Okay, the problem has been screened out, please ask the technical teacher to help us open it and take a look!" Lin Xin raised the microphone and said.

The numbers on the big screen behind him were replaced with text, which was exactly the question of the selection. Looking at the words on the big screen, Lin Xin read it out: "I myself am a fan of Jiang Yan, and I have also seen photos of the goddess on Jiang Yan's Weibo. Previously, some people talked about what kind of girl can be worthy of him as a great talent, Jiang Yan wrote a poem "Rain Alley", that lilac-like girl is indeed beautiful, but we can only feel very beautiful, but we can't understand how beautiful it is. I just want to ask Jiang Yan, how beautiful is our goddess in your heart? ”

After reading this question, Lin Xin looked at Jiang Yan, Chu Mengyao and Su Qingxuan also looked at him with a smile, Jiang Hao coaxed and said: "This question is interesting, goddess, it is naturally the most beautiful in my heart, but how beautiful is it?" How do you describe a talented man? ”

The audience who also saw this question stopped clamoring, many people have encountered such a question before, but no one can give a satisfactory answer. And Jiang Yan's talent is obvious to all, so can this product give a satisfactory answer?

In the eyes of everyone, Jiang Yan sank for a moment, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth randomly. Seeing the curvature of the corners of his mouth, Su Qingxuan also smiled, she was a little worried that he would make a fool of herself, but when she saw his smile, she already knew that he already had the answer in his heart!

Sure enough, after smiling, Jiang Yan raised the microphone and slowly spoke under the gaze of everyone: "There is a beautiful woman in the north, peerless and independent!" Jiang Yan stared at Su Qingxuan and read out these two lines of poetry, and with the appearance of Jiang Yan's two poems, everyone also looked at Su Qingxuan, who was standing on the stage as gentle and elegant as if he had walked out of a classical ink painting. I can't help but feel in my heart: these two poems describe him really appropriately.

Under the witness of countless people, Jiang Yan continued to recite the poem in his heart: "One look at the city, and then the country." If the first two sentences are just a general and vague description, a peerless and independent beauty like a fairy, then the last two sentences will fully tell you how beautiful she is. It was so beautiful that she glanced at the soldiers who defended the city, and the soldiers were abandoned by the beauty, and the city walls were lost. When she looked back at the emperor who ruled the world, the emperor did not think about the government, and the country was defeated.

Such a woman who has captivated the city and the country should not have appeared in the world, but even so, since she has met, she can't lose the opportunity to get a beautiful woman at the risk of captivating the city and the country, so Jiang Yan smiled at his girlfriend and read out the last two sentences: "I'd rather not know the city and the country, it's hard to get a beautiful woman again!" ”

After reading a poem, the audience fell into a silent silence, as if everyone was still reminiscing about the artistic conception in the poem, and it seemed that they were still indulging in the peerless appearance of the beautiful woman who captivated the country and the city.

After a long time, Lin Xin, as the host, came to his senses first: "Cough! What a beautiful poem, a beautiful person, and a more beautiful poem! ”

Hearing Lin Xin's words, everyone who was still distracted came to their senses and started to discuss: "! This poetry is amazing! ”

"Yes, one look at the city, and then the country. How beautiful is this Nima! ”

"My girlfriend will ask me again in the future if I am beautiful? I can tell her beautiful without any pressure! She asked me again how beautiful she was, and I read the poem! ”

"Zhen Nyima is absolutely amazing, because of this person, this poem is on fire, because of this poem, this person will also be passed down through the ages!"

"Good poetry! Good poetry! This Nima ...... I really don't want to say anything more about Jiang Yan's talent! ”

"This Nima is too fast, a few seconds after seeing the problem, this product has written such a poem that can be passed down through the ages!"

On the stage, Su Qingxuan looked at Jiang Yan with gentle eyes, making Jiang Yan want to indulge in the tenderness like water.

On the other side, Chu Mengyao, who heard this poem, also looked at Jiang Yan with beautiful eyes, and then seemed to think of something and turned his gaze to the other side. I don't know if it's an illusion, an inaudible sigh sounded in Jiang Yan's ears, like sadness, like regret!

"How beautiful? One look at the city, and then look at the country! It's so beautiful, I wonder if this gentleman who asked the question is satisfied? Looking at everyone's reactions, Lin Xin ended up with the topic, "Okay, this gentleman's question has been answered, so let's move on to the next question!" Let's ask our heroine to draw a question this time! ”

Su Qingxuan nodded with a smile, looked at the big screen behind him and lightly lifted her lips: "Let's start!" ”

A few seconds later, there was a soft and glutinous "Stop!" ”

"That's it! Tech teacher please help open this question! Seeing that the problem was screened out, Lin Xin raised the microphone and said.

Soon, the next question appeared on the big screen: "The heroine is beautiful, very beautiful, and it is completely worth confessing with such a grand surprise and romance!" So I want to ask, if the heroine is just an ordinary appearance, if one day the heroine is old and decrepit, will you still remember your current vows? Will you still love her as one? ”

Seeing this question, many people fell silent. It is true that many of us believe in love and that true love can overcome all obstacles. Many people even say that I love your kindness and sincerity, not your beautiful appearance! But I have to admit that a person who is extremely ugly, you will not give her the opportunity to show her kindness and sincerity to you.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were on Jiang Yan, although they all understood that what Jiang Yan said was not necessarily the truth, they knew that people's mouths could lie. Duplicity is unusual, but they are still looking forward to Jiang Yan's answer, whether they can give them a surprise, whether they can give them a little comfort and peace in their hearts touched by this question!

Under everyone's gaze, Jiang Yan did not answer this question, he opened his mouth softly and read out a modern poem: "When you are old, your hair is gray, and you are sleepy. His voice was soft, soft, as if it were afraid of disturbing the sleepy lover who had grown old and had gray hair.

"Tired of sitting by the fireside, taking down the book, reading it slowly, chasing the eyes of the dream." At this moment, except for Jiang Yan's chanting, no one made any sound, as if he was afraid of disturbing a dying old man's memories of youth and the past.

"Your feminine sparkle and deep glow."

"How many people have loved your short-lived figure, loved your beauty, with hypocrisy or true feelings." Many girls in the audience listened to the poems and couldn't help but think of their own experiences, they were beautiful or ordinary, but they had all experienced similar things when they were growing up. Beautiful they are sought after, many people shout that they love her more than anything, but what they love is nothing more than her beauty, if one day, their faces are gone, they are old and decrepit, what about those who shout that they love them, will they still appear by their side? In the same way, those ordinary people are not looked at because of their ordinariness, and even if they fall in love with a man, they may be rejected because of their overly ordinary appearance, saying things that are inappropriate for us, in fact, have they really understood their interior?

"There is only one who has ever loved the heart of your pilgrim, and the marks of time on your mourning face." The calm and affectionate words touched the girl's heart at once, and countless women looked at Jiang Yan on the stage with tears in their eyes, not that they were moved by him and fell in love with him, but that he said what they wanted.

All women, whether beautiful or not, worldly or not, have had such a girlish heart. They don't want a house, a car, a deposit, or a man with a handsome appearance. All they ask for is a heart that loves them. And in the end, this girl's heart was gradually changed in the struggle of the world, some were forced by life, some were deceived by reality, they forgot their dreams, and chose a way that was more beneficial to their survival. But it is undeniable that in the depths of everyone's heart, there is such an expectation!

"Bending down by the stove, browning down, pondering and muttering, how love has passed, how it has stepped up the mountains, how it has hidden its face among the stars." This last sentence sublimates the artistic conception of the whole poem, when you are old, your face is no more, but love has never passed away. They linger in the mountains, among the stars, in waiting and companionship!