Chapter 143: The sad Xie Yuanlang
"Too late?" Tang Guanyi's appearance was very confused.
"The draft girls will be selected after the year, and when the results come out, the spring flowers will bloom in April and May next year." Xia Xiaodong took the teacup and stood up from his seat.
It's better to have a full event.
"At that time, you just came out to put on a show, and it was useless to ask for a marriage or something." Xia Xiaodong raised his delicate eyebrows and made a helpless expression: "Shouldn't you do your best to justify my name?" ”
Looking at the big black and white eyes under the eyebrows, the long eyelashes trembled slightly, and Tang Guan didn't say a word for half a day.
I've never seen such a generous girl.
There has never been such a girl who feels so touching.
"You wouldn't disagree, would you?" Those eyes were filled with confusion and inquiry.
"Agreed, of course agreed." Tang Guanyi said almost reflexively.
"Well, I've had a lot of dinners and meetings these days, so naturally I'll correct the girl's name in front of people." After all, Tang Guanyi has read books for so many years, and he is still willing to take responsibility.
Xia Xiaodong shook his head slowly: "Don't you think this is too blunt?" ”
It's a bit blunt. Such an abrupt change of attitude will inevitably arouse suspicion.
"What does Miss Xia think is suitable?" Tang Guanyi was a little out of line.
"Tang Jieyuan doesn't have to be embarrassed for himself, saying that he wants to marry me or something. I don't have you to be responsible in this way. Xia Xiaodong smiled: "Why don't we make a show and make up a story." ”
It's not hard at all. Tang Guanyi said to himself silently. is such a generous and hearty girl, it's suitable. By the way, it's also very talented.
How interesting it would be to have such a beautiful woman as a wife!
Tang Guanyi looked at Xia Xiaodong with blazing eyes, and asked, "What kind of play is the girl going to do?" ”
The script Xia Xiaodong has already thought about it.
It is said that Tang Jieyuan, a genius in northern Jiangsu, fell in love with the show girl Xia Xiaodong at first sight. Who knew that Luohua was ruthless and intentional, and Miss Xia did not mince words to Tang Jieyuan. So, Tang Xie Yuan was angry and smeared Miss Xia.
However, not long after, Tang Jieyuan's feelings of remorse gradually appeared, and he finally told the truth, whitewashed Miss Xia, and found that the right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life, and showing love openly and honestly is the right way.
"How's the story?" Xia Xiaodong smiled: "Look, my reputation has been blackened by you. Now it's nothing if you sacrifice a handful. Besides, with your amorous nature, maybe such a thing has already happened, right? ”
I'm just looking at the merry, but it's not the merry. Tang Guanyi really couldn't say the word no.
"Then what do you think needs to be improved?" Xia Xiaodong asked.
When two people are playing, of course, they must communicate clearly.
"I should make a few poems for Miss Xia to meet my identity." Tang Guanyi's way of showing love is quite clear.
"yes." Xia Xiaodong is as good as flowing: "Why don't you do it here first, and let's consider it together?" ”
...... "This is not the ability to compose poetry."
The grief-stricken Tang Guanyi really made a difference, and soon made two poems to express his lovesickness.
“……”
What the hell is this?! Xia Xiaodong, who is used to reading selected poems, really doesn't like it very much.
The things that have been handed down after thousands of years of baptism, and those that can still be remembered by Xia Xiaodong, are of course all high-quality products. Tang Guan has been talented again and again, and he can't compare with it.
"You, no, happy, happy?" Tang Guan gritted his teeth when he asked, and several words were fragmented.
"You wait a minute." Xia Xiaodong picked up the pen that Tang Guanyi had just put down and rewrote two poems: "Look at it, do you use these two lines?" ”
When Xia Xiaodong wrote, Tang Guanyi kept watching it.
"It seems that this star is not last night, for whom the wind is dewed and the midnight is up."
"I don't regret the gradual widening of the belt, and I will make people haggard for Yi."
"......" Tang Guanyi recited a few of these sentences repeatedly, but he gradually choked and stopped speaking.
"Okay, hurry up!" Xia Xiaodong urged. Seeing Tang Guanyi like this, it won't be that he was in love at first, so he had to pull him back quickly.
"I didn't expect Miss Xia to be so talented!" Tang Guanyi is back, and his eyes are wrong again.
"Stop!" Xia Xiaodong hurriedly stopped: "This ......, uh, I didn't write it." Yes, by the way, it's also recorded in the notes of the Reading Wei Caotang. ”
Xia Xiaodong hesitated, although he felt a bit far-fetched, he still used Yuewei as a source - otherwise he would have to compile another book that was 'burned', which would be troublesome.
Tang Guanyi didn't believe it anymore. No matter who wrote the notes of the cottage, you have to pay attention to the style of writing, right? The style of 'talented people from all over the world' and 'emaciated for Yi' is too far apart, right? The content of the notes should be casual, but it doesn't mean that there is everything.
However, think about it again, it's really sad to take the poems made by other girls and use the plot that other girls came up with to make up for the trouble caused by their big mouth!
Tang Jieyuan thinks that he still deceives himself, believing that these poems are on the top of the notes.
"By the way, do you know how to draw?" Xia Xiaodong remembered Tang Guanyi's other skill.
"I can apply two strokes." Now Tang Guanyi doesn't dare to say big things, in fact, his paintings are really good, the painting style is delicate and graceful, if you sell it, the price is quite high.
"Let's draw some illustrations." It's hard to say how effective the script is, so let's find something affordable here with Tang Guanyi first.
Xia Xiaodong asked Mu Mu to go to the bedside and took the first version of the 'Golden Buddha'.
"You can take a look at this first, and then add illustrations according to the plot in it, and then go back and reprint it to give you a pen according to sales." Xia Xiaodong originally planned to hire a painter, but he just saved it.
Tang Guanyi picked up the book and flipped through it, and at first he only felt that the printing was very exquisite-the printing shop found by the Qin family, the servant of the Ministry of Works, could it not be exquisite, and gradually read a few pages, but it sank in.
When he felt that the light was dim and he was struggling to read, he found that most of the afternoon had passed, and the sky was gloomy and about to rain, and Miss Xia had long since disappeared, leaving only the maid who was called Mu Mu and Mu Mu in front of her.
Mu Mu handed over a hat: "The girl said, let you wear this and go out through the small corner door at the back." ”
"Oh, by the way, you can take the book with you, you don't have to return it. But the illustrations should be drawn and sent over quickly, otherwise they won't be able to catch up with the next edition. "Don't look at Mu Mu as a bit wood, Mu has the benefits of wood, and even the paraphrase has Xia Xiaodong's tone.
When Tang Guanyi went out from the corner gate, a light rain happened to begin to fall in the sky. The raindrops on the hat made a slight rustling sound, and Tang Guan turned around and looked at the Moxiang Garden that he had just walked out of.
The corner door was closed. An old plum sticks out from the wall, buds, and has not yet opened.
For whom the wind is exposed to stand in the middle of the night.
Tang Guanyi suddenly remembered this sentence, although there were still several hours before midnight at this time.
(To be continued.) )