Princess Gao Yang listened to other people's explanations on the side, and she already understood that her level was really unable to enter the Poetry Immortal Society.

"What can be done then?"

Gu Bao kissed her on the cheek, "Every time I need it in the future, I will write poems for you for my husband." ”

"Husband is so good."

Princess Gao Yang excitedly kissed him on the face.

Then he got up from his arms, pinched his waist with both hands, and hummed: "I still don't believe it, the next time they see my poems, they won't approve of me!" ”

Turning around, he said, "Write to me now." ”

"Okay."

Gu Bao was speechless, he really didn't have any interest in any poems.

How good is it to make good money?

It's a pity that no matter how much money he makes, I'm afraid that Gao Yang will also find it very boring.

Soon the pen and ink were ready, Gu Bao thought about it, and wrote casually: "Red beans are born in the south, and a few branches will be sent in spring." May you pick more, this thing is the most lovely. ”

"Alright."

Gu Bao threw the brush aside and said with a smile.

"So fast?"

Princess Gao Yang hurriedly picked up the rice paper, recited it, and then looked at it blankly.

"Okay, right?" Gu Bao said with a smile.

Princess Gao Yang glanced at him with a strange expression.

"What's wrong?" Gu Bao couldn't help but ask.

"Nope."

Princess Gao Yang smiled: "It's so well written, but I think it's a little strange." ”

"What's strange?"

Princess Gaoyang thought for a while and said, "How can my husband write such an infatuated poem?" ”

Gu Bao was still waiting to be praised, and when he heard this, a mouthful of old blood spurted out.......

"Madam, whether you slap your face or not, can we be merciful? Is this called a flower heart for a husband? That's called Merry! How can a literati not be romantic. ”

Princess Gao Yang grinned and said, "That's right, but this poem is so well written, I'll definitely be able to pass it." ”

"That's, don't look at who wrote it." Gu Bao is a stinky fart.

In the face of that group of women, there is no need to write such majestic poems, love poems are the easiest to move them.

"I'll go over now and hand me the poem."

Gao Yang said and went out excitedly.

Gu Bao hesitated and followed.

Since the establishment of the Shixian Society, Zheng Wan'er and others have been taking care of it, and he, the president, has not been there once, which is a little unreasonable.

At this time, in the Poetry Immortal Society, a group of young girls were busy sorting out the poems.

Once a month, someone sent a poem every day, and Zheng Wan'er felt that she was very busy.

But I didn't receive any good work.

It's a little boring.

"Miss Sun, someone sent me another piece just now."

A girl dressed as a maid hurriedly handed over a piece of paper.

Sun Wanwan took it, glanced at the author and couldn't help but smile: "This anonymous person has already submitted four works this month, but the quality is really not good." ”

Put the manuscript aside and continue to read the poems that came in first.

Someone next to him laughed: "Why use Anonymous?" Why don't you use your real name? ”

"I don't know," Sun Wanwan muttered, "It may be a young lady from a big family, embarrassed to use her real name." ”

Everyone laughed.

One of them walked over and picked up Anonymous's poem.

"Huh?"

Sun Wanwan was stunned for a moment, looked up and said, "What's wrong?" ”

The woman muttered, "What a beautiful love poem, sister, how can you say that the quality is not good?" ”

Sun Wanwandai frowned slightly, took the manuscript in her hand, and after reading it, her complexion changed slightly.

She stood up, walked to Zheng Wan'er, who was immersed in correcting the poem, and said softly: "Sister Wan'er, look at this poem." ”

Zheng Wan'er rubbed her eyebrows and took it casually.

Just glanced at it, and then got up, "What about this anonymous person?" ”

When the women saw her behaving like this, they rushed up one after another.

"Wow, what a beautiful love poem."

"I can guarantee that this love poem will definitely go down in history and be widely circulated."

"Our poetry club hasn't been able to write such good poems until now."

The women's faces were slightly red, even they, and their level was far from reaching this.

"Go and see if the person is still there, and if she is, bring her up immediately."

Zheng Wan'er immediately commanded.

At this time, outside the Poetry Society, Princess Gao Yang was hiding aside, nervous, and she was followed by two maids.

"Hasn't anyone come out looking for it yet?"

Princess Gao Yang frowned and said, "It's so well written, can't they see it?" ”

Yin He said: "Princess, they may not have seen it for the time being, but there are a lot of poems that are delivered every day." ”

"yes, but my writing is so good, shouldn't they read it in advance?"

Second daughter: "......"

I whispered to myself, Princess, you have been rejected several times.

"What are you doing hiding here?"

Suddenly, a voice came to mind, startling the three of them.

Princess Gao Yang patted her towering chest and complained, "Husband, do you want to scare people to death?" ”

Gu Bao smiled: "Didn't you go to the poem?" How to hide here. ”

Princess Gao Yang gave him a blank look and said, "I have a special identity, and I will be recognized when I go out, so naturally I can't let them see it." ”

Gu Bao couldn't help but be happy, and said in a low voice: "The writing is not good, and people don't know it." ”

"Nasty!"

After looking at the front for a while, Gu Bao smiled: "Wait for the result?" ”

"yes, I don't know if it's going to work."

Rejected many times, Princess Gao Yang was very worried.

"This love poem is not good, then their level is not good."

Gu Bao walked forward, "Wait, I'll show you." ”

"Ah, Shixian?"

Coming to the door of the Shixian Society, some girls standing and talking at the door suddenly covered their mouths and exclaimed.

Gu Bao shushed and motioned for them not to speak.

"Poetry...... President, why are you here? ”

The girls swarmed up and looked at him excitedly.

Gu Bao said with a smile: "How can the Shixian Society say that I am also the honorary president, how can I do it if I don't come once?" ”

"Shixian, I have poems here, can you help me read them?"

"President, I have that here."

"Shixian, Kangkang me!"

.......

Gu Bao held a stack of poems in his hand, and finally squeezed it out of the rouge pile.

"Whew!"

Gu Bao sighed: "Women are crazy, there is nothing to do with men." ”

Recalling the touch just now, he shook his head and entered the gate of the Poetry Immortal Society.

"Shixian is here."

"It's the honorary president."

Gu Bao stood at the door and said with a smile: "Don't be a poet every day, I can't walk as soon as you call me." ”

All the women laughed, there was no doubt that Gu Bao's arrival made him immediately the central figure of everyone.

"Is there any good poetry?"

Seeing that all the women were looking at him and not working, Gu Bao said casually to Zheng Wan'er, who was smiling.

"The quality is uneven, especially good, but today I received a very good love poem. It should definitely be passed on. ”