{Write me, or write lotus, must satisfy me.} }

Baoyu looked at the banner board of the seventh level and laughed softly.

He had seen the rain girl guarding the seventh checkpoint, who came with the boat lady that day and sat on the head of the boat.

Just looking at the appearance and temperament of the lotus picking girl, she is really like a white lotus, and there is no difference at all between writing about her or writing about lotus.

He said softly: "Writing lotus, the request is still to satisfy the lotus girl, and it is absolutely difficult to ask for it." ”

Le Yang Shen laughed and sneered: "Isn't it just right that he is embarrassed? This is not authentic, he deserves to start from scratch!"

"That's not going to happen, this unbelievable character is not authentic, but the brain is really easy to use. ”

Baoyu laughed and quickened her steps forward.

There should still be people in the upper levels, and he has to speed up.

But this trestle bridge is very strange, he can't be upright, and he can't export it, so he can only use his own speed to cross the long bridge that doesn't know how many curves......

At this time, there is another person by his side.

I saw that this person was of medium stature, and he was also of medium appearance, wearing ordinary cloth clothes, and if he walked on the street, he would not be able to find it if he walked three or two steps in the crowd.

This man splashed ink and published three articles in a row.

These three articles have not passed!

"Lotus picker, you, you're forcing me. ”

There are three articles, and there is no talent and spiritual spring, and there is not even a title to move.

But this person smiled bitterly, and when he was writing again, Lingquan actually manifested in advance.

He covered it with his body, so that he could not see it, and he did not let the lotus picker girl see it, and when he finished writing, he directly tore up the paper.

"I wrote her, Lotus Picker, so, satisfied?"

The 'medium' man spoke staccaly, his eyes cloudy.

After he finished writing, he crossed the level without looking back and disappeared directly.

The handwriting on the banner board also began to fade, and I couldn't help but smile immediately and read it expectantly......

Write lotus, or write lotus picking girl?

I can't help but feel that it's really hard for him to be a bastard!

He thinks that he is a bastard, and he is a very bastard green forest and grass reckless, and the path he wants to take is the reckless holy path that no one has ever seen before!

If he writes about square hole flowers, silver flowers, or even cannibal flowers that are taboo in flesh and blood, he will be hearty!

But write lotus......

I can't wait to lean my big face over and let the lotus girl take a closer look, does he look like a gentleman who writes lotus?

"Hurry up and change the topic! Jia Baoyu is still behind!"

I can't push it.

For his urging, the demure lotus picker girl did speed up.

But a new topic manifested, and suddenly I couldn't help but want to think about it and plunge into this boundless lotus swing......

"Write about you, or write about lotus, must satisfy you?"

I couldn't help but sit on the ground and pouted: "Okay, it seems that there is only one topic in the seventh level." It doesn't matter, I can't ask for anything else, it's just that I can figure out people's hearts. ”

He made it clear that he wanted to figure out the mind of the lotus girl, so as to write an article that did not conform to the original intention of his heart.

The lotus picker also nodded, because she knew that she couldn't have this kind of ability!

For this kind of article, the lotus picker has no expectation......

The lotus girl raised her eyebrows in disgust, but suddenly stood up and performed the lady's skirt ceremony beautifully.

The turquoise gauze skirt is slightly off the ground, and its hundreds of plain and elegant colors can make all the men in the world feel broken!

"Slave Qinglian, ask Brother Bao how he is well. ”

The lotus picking girl is beautiful and elegant.

Baoyu nodded, bowed his hand in return, and then said behind his begging back: "This question can't help you, but it will also take you an hour or so, you can wait for Ximen Xue to be together." ”

I didn't look back, I was not surprised by Baoyu's arrival, and deliberately said with an accent: "What's the matter, I'm not so careful, and I have lost the idea of fighting with you since the sixth level." Coming one step ahead is to prevent Ximen from snow. ”

"Oh, if you can't fight for the first, then fight for the second, you're quite cheerful. ”

Baoyu praised from the bottom of his heart and said with a smile: "But I broke the sixth level, you took the lead, and it was really not authentic." I've made a note of this, and if I hire you one day, you'll have to pay half the price. ”

"The face can not be given, and the silver cannot be less!"

I can't stop an inch.

This made Leyang Shenle get up, patted the back of his head and shouted: "Second master, I like this kid, he is a bastard like Zhiqiu Yiye!"

"People know that Qiu Yiye is much simpler than him. ”

Baoyu smiled and splashed ink directly:

"The Proud Fisherman?

At the bottom of the flower, I suddenly knocked on two oars, and the female companion came to visit.

The wine cup rotates the lotus leaf.

The lotus boat swings, and there are red waves in the lamp from time to time.

The flower wine is fragrant and clear, and the flower cheek wine is red.

Drunk and sleeping in the green shade, he looked up, and the bow of the boat rested on the beach.

The pen is faint, and the talent and spirit spring gushes out three feet and three inches, but the name is moving.

However, whether it is Qinglian's favorite smile or the snow-white smeared on the banner board, it shows that Baoyu's article meets the standard.

Baoyu was not surprised by this......

This graceful poem is the work of Ouyang Xiu, the whole is fresh and lovely, it is a paddle at the bottom of the flower, and the lotus leaf is used as a lamp, which is very interesting in life.

Although the whole poem has no meaning, no pathos, no heroism, and no unforgettable ambition to express, it is really rare to be able to talk about endearing......

Qinglian had already picked up the ten buttons of paper and looked at Baoyu with anticipation.

"I've got you. ”

Baoyu said casually.

It's not that he's generous, and it's not that he doesn't care about this first edition of the original, but this article can only conjure up some delicate fisherman girls, plus a lotus flower in the blue water.

This kind of thing that cultivates sentiment, he can chant casually, why do you keep the original golden light that increases the power by sixty percent?

Isn't it possible to make the illusionary fisherman girl vivid and satisfying a bad taste that cannot be spoken?

[Hmm, I don't know if there are literati with such a bad taste? I'm not, and neither are Zhao Guining. Hey, that money is learning, it seems to be ......]

Baoyu arranged Qian Mouxue, who loves pomp, in her heart, and let Qinglian solve the problem again.

Sure enough, it's the same topic!

For this kind of topic, there are a lot of Baoyu's literary mountains, lotus flowers, after all, they are the favorite objects of literati and scholars.

But Baoyu thought about it, his eyes narrowed, and he was full of talent, and he shot with all his might!

"Second Master, what kind of chapter is this?

Leyang Shen instinctively stepped forward to protect Baoyu.

Unless there is a fierce battle, the literati rarely use paper with all their might, although it is powerful, but when writing, there is no power to resist.

Le Yangshen protected Baoyu behind him, focusing on guarding against asking for nothing, but found that he couldn't ask for it, just staring at Baoyu's fire and bare hair, without any movement.

Qinglian also had elegant and beautiful eyes without blinking, and said casually: "Don't be vigilant, you will ruin Brother Bao'er's mood for no reason." It's a silver lining, and no one can do anything rough. ”

Le Yang Shen also knew this, but he moved his steps and still protected Baoyu.

It's not just vigilant, even Qinglian is within his vigilance range!

Baoyu didn't care about this, because at this time, he was really writing with all his might!

"It's not authentic, it's not authentic!"

Baoyu stretched his breath as he wrote.

The only strength he had left was talking, and he said as he wrote: "I can't help you if you are not authentic, the sage Tao Yuanming is not much better than you, and it is not authentic! ”

As soon as the words fell, the elegant fragrance was drifting away with the wind.

There is no graphic manifestation in this poem, but its vision of heaven and earth is this long-lasting fragrance!

Although the fragrance is light, it skillfully spreads over the fresh fragrance of the lotus flowers here, swaggering, I don't know how far to cover......

At this time, Baoyu put away the fire and smiled at the handwriting that disappeared on the banner board.

"The flowers of land and water, plants and trees, the lovely ones are very rich.

Jin Tao Yuanming loves chrysanthemum alone. Since Zhou Zulai, the world loves peonies very much.

To love the lotus out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons, straight through the outside, not vines and branches, fragrant far and clear, pavilion net planting, can be seen from a distance and can not be blasphemed.

It is called a chrysanthemum, and the recluse of flowers is also;

Peony, the rich and noble of flowers;

Lotus, the gentleman of flowers.

The love of chrysanthemum is rarely heard of after pottery; the love of lotus, who is the same giver? The love of peony is suitable for everyone. ”

Baoyu picked up the paper and read it with great affection.

Although 'Li Tang' was changed to 'Zhou Zu', on the whole, it is still not half of the charm......

...

The eight feet and nine inches of talent spirit spring are divided into three sections.

One dissipated in the heaven and the earth, and the other flew into the floral soft topaz square inkstone, which was absorbed by Lin Xiuzhu and the little gentleman;

In the last section, it flew into Baoyu's Wenshan, adding the power of simmering fire......

Baoyu sensed the absorbed talent and spiritual spring, and sighed very regretfully: "It's a pity that it's a good article." Although it is Xuanhe's top chapter, he only writes about gentlemen, only personal, which is of little use to the people of the world, and his fame is unexpected. ”

As soon as these words came out, I really wanted to gnaw on a few pieces of Baoyu's meat.

He is also a very talented person, Xuanhe doesn't dare to think about it at the top, ordinary Xuanhe, but he has also published a few articles.

He really wanted to write an article on the joint meeting of the ten cities, which would be used to face the saint of the Golden Palace!

However......

"Second Master Bao is amazing! How many talented people want to get a piece of ten cities, you, you just want to be famous all over the world!"

I can't ask for praise with a bright smile and no hypocrisy at all.

This kind of performance makes Baoyu feel that he is a capable person, and he really wants to date (use).

However, you have to press it down......

"I can't ask for it,"

Baoyu shouted the name she couldn't ask for, and said with a smile: "How about I give you a question too?"

"Second Master Bao said, I still have to hug your thighs. ”

I can't help but smile brightly.

So, Baoyu squinted his eyes and asked, "Then I'll ask, you are smiling so innocently now, so......

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