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"Is it good to talk about the teacher?" Wen Tingyun asked with a smile.

Jiang Muxue was stunned, nodded with a smile, and said a good word.

Wen Tingyun involuntarily picked up the pen and swayed it on the paper:

The green pond shakes and connects the stars, and rolls the orchid into the white apple.

It should be a sock on the roselle wave, and there is fragrant dust in the lotus stamen so far.

Jiang Muxue remembered that this was Wen Tingyun's "Lotus", which was one of the few poems in his life that was simply a poem.

However, at this moment, he watched her write such a poem, and the meaning was very clear.

Ming Yonglian is actually singing about her.

Eliamh's metaphor for her is a praise of innocence and purity.

Also, Yu Xuanji is only eleven years old now, and it is the time when a woman is innocent, pure and lovely. What's more, she is bright and beautiful, even if she is only more than ten years old, she has a little hint in her appearance.

And the lotus flower is a combination of charm and elegance.

"Just sitting here, the gentleman writes so vividly and vividly, the students admire!"

Wen Tingyun laughed heartily after hearing this, and his voice was very loud, which attracted several drinking men not far away to look at this place frequently, and then, with a narrow smile, turned their heads to ear, and whispered.

"If you are lucky in the future, I can take you on a boat on the lake, listen to the rain, watch the lotus, and appreciate the lotus in the hazy drizzle."

Jiang Muxue said with a smile: "Then when the rain stops, the rainbow comes out, looking towards the sky, as described in the poem, the lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red." Truth is one of the great things in life. ”

Jiang Muxue followed his meaning, and happily popped up the poems of the Southern Song Dynasty poet Yang Wanli, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed after speaking.

Sure enough, Wen Tingyun was looking at her with an extremely surprised look, first surprised, then softer, and finally nodded slowly.

To be able to receive such a disciple in this life is really a blessing for three lives!

Wen Tingyun was sighing, Mingyue, who didn't know when she entered the door, came to greet him, the two of them said a few polite words, and the other people pulled Mingyue and didn't let go.

I had to let her reveal a thing or two about the dance she was preparing for the Oiran Contest.

Mingyue couldn't resist it, and immediately ordered someone to close the doors and windows, and said with a smile: "You sons have seen it, but you have to keep it secret for Mingyue, this is one of them." Second, when the time comes, you will definitely come to the field of the bright moon. ”

The crowd applauded and repeatedly promised to come at that time.

The sound of the pipe music started, Mingyue danced, others didn't know, Jiang Muxue could see that Mingyue only took out one-third of her skills to practice dancing on weekdays, and she didn't take out a few wonderful spins and jumps.

That's all, it has already made everyone applaud.

Duan Chengshi's wine was shot at the strong place and praised: "What is it better than?" This year's Oiran is the bright moon! Otherwise, this moon is full of buildings, what is it called......"

The crowd laughed.

It was late at night before they dispersed.

On the second day, Jiang Muxue knew that Duan Chengshi stayed in Mingyue's room, and the two slept until noon.

This party ended, and it wasn't until the annual Oiran Contest in the Moon Full Building that Jiang Muxue saw a few people again.

This day began in the afternoon, and the gate of the full moon building began to enter in an endless stream.

By night, it was already full.

Mother Sun was really satisfied with the situation, and from morning to night, she couldn't stop smiling.

Their family chooses the Oiran, and the other family is not idle.

It's really three hundred and sixty lines, and there is competition in the line.

The buildings are clear that you take your Yangguan Road, and I will cross my single-plank bridge. Secretly, they are all more energetic, so even the day of this Oiran contest is set on the same day.

In order to attract guests on this day, the buildings have tried their best, and the flower building is a money-making business, but on this day, who doesn't throw money out?

The moon is full of buildings, and Mingyue is in charge, and Sun's mother is confident, especially when she secretly learns that after Mingyue has practiced hard day and night for the Oiran competition, she values this "daughter" even more.

After a noisy firecracker, there is a special presiding over the field of the steward to the dignitaries, the merry and talented people to see the good, say a burst of auspicious words, the auspicious time comes, the formal sound begins, and then, the melodious silk bamboo wind music lingers.

The bright moon is the third consecutive championship, and this game is the natural finale.

The first to come to the stage were some new girls in the building, whose appearance and talent were ordinary, and they basically belonged to the occasion.

Then there are Yanhong, Feiyu, Hibiscus and others who have a fight with Mingyue.

Jiang Muxue watched their performance throughout the whole process, and couldn't help but admire, and it could be seen that they had also secretly worked hard.

It's just a pity that every year, whether in form or content, there is not much change from last year.

After reading it, Jiang Muxue was relieved.

"Ah, finally waited for Mingyue to appear!"

In the crowd, I don't know who shouted, and suddenly the enthusiasm of everyone was raised, and the voices were boiling.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation, but on the stage, dozens of red and bright silk satin hung down lightly, accompanied by layers of white mist.

After a while, the fog became thicker and thicker, and the stage and red silk loomed.

At this moment, a lazy, charming, and tactful voice came:

Cover your sleeves in shame, and make up lazy in spring.

It is easy to ask for priceless treasures, and it is rare to have a heart.

Tears lurking on the pillow, and the intestines are broken between the flowers.

If you can peek at Song Yu, why hate Wang Chang?

One sentence at a time, one orchestral at a time.

The start is resentful, and the end is lazy.

In a poem, Mingyue spit out the woman's grievances and hatred, and in the end, she suddenly turned around, smiling smartly, and jumping smartly.

In just three minutes, she vividly interpreted the woman's shy and charming posture and desire to speak.

The applause on the field continued, and this was the beginning of the show, and some people had already begun to throw money on the stage.

In the applause, the bright moon was like a swimming fish, sliding down from the red silk, standing gracefully and charmingly in the center of the stage.

She wore a white robe with an orchid vertical collar, her delicate and soft waist was tied high, and three thousand green silks were lazily draped on her back, and only a magnolia hairpin was inserted in her hair.

"Drunk and groaning, lovesick and this spring......"

The silk and bamboo wind music started, Mingyue sang and danced, because the rhythm of the poems was slow, so she danced like a fascination.

After the three poems were completed, the music accelerated abruptly, like breaking the ice, and turned sharply.

The bright moon quickly climbed the red silk and made a "flying" trend.

A song of breath back to the bowels.

The dance was full of applause.

In the end, the music stopped abruptly, and Mingyue, who was in the center of the "drunk lying" stage, slowly got up.

The music sounded soothing again, and the bright moon climbed on the red silk and chanted: "From now on, let the east, west, north and south, be a flying immortal." ”

Qu long, foggy.

After the song is finished, the fog clears.

The person is gone, but not seen.

"Bright Moon! Moon! ”

Everything is like a dream, some people think that Mingyue really wants to spread her wings and fly high to be a flying immortal, and they can't help but shout.

The crowd reacted and laughed.

Then the scene was like fireworks that exploded in the sky, gorgeous and boiling.

This is a once-in-a-century talent show.

Dance is good, poetry is good, people are better.

In a louder voice, Mingyue changed her clothes, dressed up brightly, and appeared in the center of the stage again, thanking everyone for their enthusiasm with charming movements.

At this time, there is no need to choose at all, but if it is a man, all of them support Mingyue.

This is the end of the Oiran competition, and Mother Sun is smiling.

According to the old rules, after the Oiran is selected, the Oiran will be auctioned on the first night while it is hot.

Then came the time for men to fight for their financial resources and talents.

ps: I recommend my friend Xianke's masterpiece "White Lotus Raiders" is a very wonderful ancient saying, the family and the country, love and hatred, tearing and slapping the face, and the excitement continues. Now it's the highest. In the tide stage, all kinds of fresh meat, tender meat, broth, and meat foam are all available, haha, the baby who is short of books is going to see yo~ (To be continued.) )