Xi Changshuo was a little distracted.

He's been through so much lately, especially at his age, that they've been flooding in without warning, almost drowning him in them.

From a very young age, Xi Changshuo began to read.

He was already familiar with a lot of saint teachings and Dao rituals, but he didn't quite understand why once he came to reality, things became strange one after another.

He watched Xie Xiaoman unconscious in front of his eyes twice, and watched her being taken away by others twice. An inexplicable responsibility and confusion plagued him at the same time, making this half-grown child more and more unable to see the direction of the world.

However, the autumn wind is relatively clear, and the face is not cold, but it is a little lingering.

Lingering...... Xi Changshuo repeated these two words in a low voice, and suddenly realized that he was holding a brush in his hand, and he was stunned, as if he was going to do something.

In an instant, he came back to his senses, and the wolf hair in his hand full of thick ink had been idle for no longer than he knew, and several drops of ink in a row dripped onto the paper, blurring out, like a black hollow.

Xi Changshuo was a little flustered, and was attracted by the blurred black. I feel like I'm in such a place, dazed, looking at everything outside, but I can't do anything, as if I'm trapped in it.

An inexplicable feeling.

So, Xi Changshuo was distracted again.

"Pegatron, what's wrong with you today? Is it uncomfortable? Do you want to go home early? ”

Wen Han's words came from his ears, and Xi Changshuo looked at it blankly, only to see that it was a child of the Xie family of the same generation, and he was also holding a pen in his hand, just looking at the paper next to him, he had already made a five-character poem.

"Brother Xuan, you should give him face. In my opinion, he is just Jiang Lang's talent. ”

There were only three people on the small continent, and now it was naturally another person who spoke.

"Oh, Xie Xuan? I ......" Xi Changshuo was not angered by these words, he was still stunned, and looked at the familiar playmate opposite him for a moment, and then asked in a daze: "What are we going to do?" ”

Xie Xuan looked at Xi Changshuo worriedly, and frowned: "Are you really okay?" Don't you need to go back first? ”

"Yes, if you go back now, you can still excuse yourself by saying that you are not well. Otherwise, if you write some bullshit sentences, you will have to laugh and be generous. The other teenager laughed wryly.

Xi Changshuo didn't open his mouth to fight back, but his face was a little feverish. After all, he is still a child, and no matter how he is educated, he will be in a hurry.

Xie Xuan said: "I think you are really sick." Let us take osmanthus as the theme, and compose poems and essays. If you can't write, go back first, don't listen to his nonsense, there will be opportunities in the future. ”

"Oh," Xi Changshuo nodded stunnedly, "Then I'......"

At this point, Xi Changshuo's face froze, as if he had encountered something strange, and his eyes widened.

"Pegatron, how are you?" Xie Xuan was even more worried, and stepped forward to hold him up.

Xi Changshuo didn't faint, but just looked around for a while, as if looking for something in the crowd.

At this time, many of the people who were drinking and feasting also cast their eyes over. It has been a while since the question was written and the pen was written, and although they couldn't see the finished product of the three of them, they were able to guess some things from Fang Cai's actions.

Someone saw Xi Changshuo in a daze, although he was just a child, he inevitably had some praise and disparagement.

Xi Changshuo didn't care about this at this time, and anxiously looked around, until his eyes swept over the little servant in green clothes beside his father, and then he was suddenly stunned, opened his mouth, but did not make a sound.

"Osmanthus as the theme, can you write anything now?"

Xie Xiaoman's voice was clear in his ears, and Xi Changshuo looked at the eyes that were looking at him from afar, and his heart churned.

"Can you hear me?" Xi Changshuo asked Xie Xuan beside him.

"What do you hear?" Xie Xuan was stunned.

"This is the work of sound transmission, and only you can hear it. If you want to know about it, I'll tell you more about it later. also said that the matter of Fang Cai, osmanthus as the title of poems or compositions, can you write it at a time? Nod if you can, shake your head if you can't. It doesn't have to be too big, I can see it. ”

Xie Xiaoman's voice was very clear, and Xi Changshuo watched her kneel on the other side of the lotus pond, stunned for a moment, and then shook his head slightly.

Writing poetry and writing is not difficult for him, but nowadays, where can he feel that kind of mood?

It's hard to calm down, it's hard to pick up a pen, let alone concentrate.

"In this case, you pick up the pen, I read, you write, okay?"

Listening to Xie Xiaoman's calm voice with a light smile, Xi Changshuo nodded subconsciously and picked up the brush again.

"Yo, what's going on, it's only been so long that I haven't written a pen, but now it's a poem in seven steps?"

The ridicule of another Xie family disciple continued, and no matter how Xie Xuan tried to stop it, it was useless.

Xi Changshuo's ears are now full of Xie Xiaoman's voice, where can he go back to care about him? He dipped himself in the ink, held his breath, and slowly laid his handwriting on the paper.

"Dull and light, yellow body is soft, and the love is far away, only fragrant...... This poem ......" Xie Xuan read the words that gradually emerged at the end of the pen, and his eyes shone brightly.

"What's that? So cheesy! The children of the Xie family next to him frowned and sneered.

Xie Xuan glanced at him, and didn't bother to explain to him what it meant to be charming and what it meant to be elegant and vulgar.

He saw that Xi Changshuo continued to write without adding points, so he followed and read: "Why do you need light blue and dark red, you are the first class among flowers!" Good poetry, good poetry! Pegatron, where did you learn the seven-character poem, it's really rare! ”

Xi Changshuo was listening carefully to Xie Xiaoman's recitation, where did he have the heart to reply to Xie Xuan's words at this time?

Xie Xuan didn't ask, just blindly appreciated. But seeing that after Xi Changshuo finished writing these four poems, he still had to continue to write, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, thinking, is he going to write two poems in a row?

But I saw that the following is not a seven-word body, but just two short sentences: Mei Ding is jealous, Ju should be ashamed, and the opening of the painting bar crowns the Mid-Autumn Festival!

At this moment, Xie Xuan was completely stunned. Looking at the appearance and rhythm, these two sentences are obviously connected to the above, but what is this writing? It's not poetry, it doesn't seem to be literary. Obviously, it also has a rhythm, but it is more playful and agile than ordinary five-character poems and seven-character poems, although the semantics are easy to understand, but with a simple beauty that is not obscure.

Xie Xuan boasted that he was a generation of talents, but he had never seen such a style, and for a while he couldn't help but look at Xi Changshuo fiercely, and threw himself to the ground for the five bodies he admired.

And Xi Changshuo is here, and his eyes are getting brighter and brighter while he is flying. He was similar to Xie Xuan's perception, but he had another layer of feeling.

Xi Changshuo only felt that there seemed to be a silent and agile rhythm flowing from the tip of his pen, accompanied by Xie Xiaoman's voice in his ear, which seemed to be an inexplicable singing.

It is the first class of flowers...... Xi Changshuo wrote this, listening to Xie Xiaoman's slightly proud and slightly raised voice, for some reason, his heart thumped.

"People can think ruthlessly, what is not collected back then."

Xi Changshuo's hands trembled slightly, pursed his lips and wrote the last sentence, only to feel that the aftermath in his ears was endless, and the inexplicable rhythm between the lines of this word was like a pulse tension, as if it would never stop.

was speechless for a while, and Xie Xuan, who was also silent.

"Anything, I don't even understand the rules. No, even the number of words is not the same, which is really embarrassing! Your Xi family's face has really been lost by you! ”

Another child of the Xie family laughed loudly, and his voice spread in the wind, reaching the ears of everyone in the banquet, but he couldn't really hear it very well.

It's just that everyone noticed the movement here, so they brought it up with a smile, saying that they wanted to see the three teenagers' work and taste it.

"Uncles and uncles, this Xi Changshuo ......" The person next to him wanted to say something ridiculous, but he had already revealed his humor, but was abruptly interrupted by Xie Xuan.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the poem has been completed, please taste it." Xie Xuan smiled slightly, neither humble nor arrogant, quite a bit of Xie An's demeanor.

He turned around and picked up the three of them's homework one by one, and didn't forget to bow his head and leave a sentence to the Xie family disciples beside him: "Shut up for me, don't be embarrassed!" ”

Although his voice was low, his tone was quite fierce. Although the man was two years older than Xie Xuan, he was shocked by this momentum at this time, and he was dumbfounded for a while and didn't dare to say more.

"Changshuo, Hugh must pay attention to him, ordinary people, don't worry." After teaching this lesson, Xie Xuan did not forget to comfort Xi Changshuo.

But this point, he is too worried. As soon as he put down the pen, Xi Changshuo fell into the state of Fang Cai again, and continued to start, but this time, his eyes fell far on Xie Xiaoman's body.

Why is there such a character in this world?

She just now, obviously deceived herself, and asked her father to take him away. But this time, why did she have to help herself? It's so weird.

She...... Now sitting next to Uncle Huan, are you really ready to marry Uncle Huan? Etiquette and morality, is it really not a matter of concern? Or did she think she was just a child, and what she said before was not true......

"Pegatron, Pegatron!" Xie Xuan called a few times, but received a reply from Buxi Changshuo, and couldn't help but look at him worriedly, but he still took the lead in holding the three of them's work and left Xiaozhou from the corridor.

The assignment was handed over to Xie An to look through, and Xie Xuan and another child of the Xie family stood respectfully and listened to the teachings.

When turning to Xi Changshuo's study, Xie An couldn't help but look at Xi Changshuo, who was still in a daze on Xiaozhou, and then glanced at Xie Xiaoman beside Huan Wen, thoughtful, but didn't speak after all.

Xie Xiaoman didn't pay attention to the feedback at this time, but took a sip of a glass of wine, stood up, and seemed to be ready to leave. Looking at that appearance, it seems that he burped very indecently.

"Self-being the first class of flowers?" Xie An groaned, obviously a little incredulous, couldn't help but shake his head and smile, and handed the assignment back to Xie Xuan: "Show it to everyone." (To be continued.) )