Poetry and Amazing Oiran (1)

Qing Dai bowed to the crowd of spectators, and said softly, "Today, Wuling Dream held a Hundred Flowers Poetry Meeting, thank you for your adult talents, and thank you for the little girl." This girl's voice is clear, as pleasant as a yellow warbler, although the volume is not loud, these talents also have the eyesight, automatically mute, and wait for the beauty to arrange.

Qing Dai simply told the rules of the poetry club, that is, to write poems with the theme of flowers on the spot, not limited to the subject matter, not limited to the genre and not limited to the rhyme, limited to a stick of incense, folded up and put in the wooden box on the stage after writing, and the Qing Dai girl selected her favorite one, and the author of the poem could have the opportunity to be alone with her. Volunteer to participate in this activity, with inspiration, beckon, the little guys will send pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Qingdai said slowly, "The little girl is not talented, since she was a child, she likes poetry, calligraphy and painting, and loves to appreciate flowers, so I think that it is also an excellent thing to combine the two. After saying that, he saluted, left the main stage, and let the little girls come on stage to arrange some incense.

Everyone in the audience couldn't help but be a little restless, why did the beauty leave the stage so quickly, and they haven't seen enough. Some self-proclaimed talents who are full of poetry and books will not give up and have found small servants to come to paper and pen to prepare to show their strength.

Among these people who are unwilling to be followed, there is Yu Zhinuan, as soon as he saw that the game had begun, he immediately beckoned for a pen and paper, and then unceremoniously put it in front of Ye Xunxi, and said as it should be, "Ye Dacai, look at you!" ”

Ye Xunxi looked at the pen and paper in front of him, a little hesitant.

Yu Zhinuan made persistent efforts, leaned closer and said, "Ye Xunxi, you ...... It won't really be Jiang Lang's end! ”

Ye Xunxi glared at her and didn't speak.

Yu Zhinuan said, "Don't think about any Oiran, it's just for yourself!" ”

Ye Xunxi sighed deeply and picked up the pen to write.

Yu Zhinuan looked at the tsundere genius who was finally willing to write, and his heart blossomed, and he smiled proudly at Rong Yi.

Ye Xunxi composed poems, Yu Zhinuan ate and drank beside him, and then stretched his neck to admire Ye Caizi's masterpiece, and the more he looked at it, the more he frowned.

Xu drank too much tea, and Yu Zhinuan suddenly felt a little anxious. She is a girl in the end, no matter how elegant it is, it is also a green building, and the basic safety awareness still needs to be there. Here, one is immersed in poetry, and the other is leisurely watching the play, so naturally, it is ......

Yu Zhinuan said, "Xiao Rong'er, I want to go to the toilet, you accompany me." ”

Ye Xunxi, who was immersed in poetry, heard this, raised his head and glared at Yu Zhinuan, and said, "Why are you such a vulgar woman?" ”

Yu Zhinuan fought back viciously, "People have three urgency, what is vulgar, let's talk about it...... What's the matter with you? He turned his head and said to Rong Yijiao, "Xiao Rong'er, come with me, it's dark outside, and people are afraid!" ”

Ye Xunxi saw someone's epic face change, and he couldn't wait to poke his eyes blind.

Rong Yi maintained a good self-cultivation, thinking that this little girl was alert, and said with a smile, "Let's go, I'll go with you." ”

Yu Zhinuan got up and went out with Rong Yi, and before and after leaving, he specially advised, "Ye Xunxi, compose poems well!" ”

Ye Xunxi didn't even want to give her a roll of his eyes at this time......

Rong Yi was very self-contained, took Yu Zhinuan to the place, waited at the door, and returned together when the people came out.

On the way back, Yu Zhinuan said, "Xiao Rong'er, what do you think of Ye Xunxi's poems?" ”

"If it's flowers, it's good."

"You're so direct!" Yu Zhinuan sighed and said, "Alas, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this Qingdai girl is clearly talking about writing flowers, but in fact, she is clearly writing about beauties!" I also read Ye Xunxi's poems just now, and I always feel that it is a little bit uninteresting. Alas...... I thought I had brought a poet to everyone, but I didn't expect it...... I actually brought a piece of wood out of the house! It's really incomprehensible. ”

Yu Zhinuan thought about the grace and appearance of the Qingdai girl, and thought about her plan, her heart was full of high-rise buildings, success could only rely on herself, Ye Xunxi could not do it, she could only go on her own.

She searched for the Tang poems and Song lyrics in her head, and suddenly thought of one, and she was happy to use it for emergencies.

She waved her hand to the little servant, asked for a pen and paper, and lay down on the small desk beside her to write.

Yu Zhinuan, as a qualified oblique young man, always has to memorize some poems and songs, otherwise how can he pretend to be forced? Brush writing - always be able to write, otherwise how can you appear to be educated? Especially for a few years, advocating national style and pursuing Han culture, she also bought two sets of Hanfu by herself, also learned some guzheng pipa, and participated in some Hanfu cultural clubs or something, but I didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.

Rong Yi stood aside, seeing Yu Zhinuan's behavior, and was also curious about what she could write. But when you stretch your neck, you can see that it is full of amazement, it turns out that the person in front of you is the real hidden, brilliant, and the real poet.

Yu Zhinuan didn't see it, and Rong Yi didn't realize it, his eyes were full of appreciation and praise when he looked at Yu Zhinuan.

When Yu Zhinuan and Rong Yi returned to their seats, Ye Xunxi was already leisurely tea, watching the two of them come back grinding, especially seeing Yu Zhinuan's treacherous smile, he couldn't help but complain, "It's not to go to a thatched toilet, why has it been so long, have you fallen into the pit?" ”

Yu Zhinuan replied to him with a big white eye, as well as three big words, "I want you to take care of it!" ”

Ye Xunxi secretly said that he shouldn't ask this sentence more, but every time he sees Yu Zhinuan now, he can't help it!

Yu Zhinuan picked up the teacup, took a sip, and asked, "Your poem has been handed in?" ”

"Hmm." Ye Xunxi didn't want to pay attention to her.

"Do you think you have a chance?"

"I don't know." Ye Xunxi still didn't want to pay attention to her.

"I have so little confidence in myself~~~" Yu Zhi said coldly, his words full of ridicule!

Ye Xunxi glanced at Yu Zhinuan, then turned his face away, and said in his heart, "Don't pay attention to her, don't pay attention to her." ”

Who knew that Yu Zhinuan smiled and said, "Take it easy, Xiao Yezi, I believe you will definitely be selected!" With that, he deliberately winked at him.

Who is "Little Leaf"! Ye Xunxi still didn't speak, I don't know if he was angry or didn't want to speak.

Rong Yi was watching the play with a folding fan on the side, but he looked at Yu Zhinuan's expression more and more focused.

When the time for a stick of incense came, the maids took away the wooden box. After a while, the girl came out with a piece of silk paper.

Yu Zhinuan noticed that Ye Xunxi had been looking at Qingdai, his ears were a little red, and his hands were clenched unconsciously. Yu Zhinuan deliberately stepped forward and teased, "What, nervous?" ”

Ye Xunxi glared at Yu Zhinuan and said, "You can't be a little quieter." ”

Yu Zhinuan made a gesture to pull his mouth up, and then put his index finger in front of his lips, "Shhhh ”

Rong Yi has been paying attention to Yu Zhinuan, who will be amused by her small movements, and turns his head sideways and chuckles. Suddenly I realized that I seemed to be a little out of shape, how could I be so easily affected by a little girl recently, this is not good. So he picked up the teacup in front of him and took a big sip, as if to ease his emotions of unknown origin and find the original Rong Yi who was not shocked.