Bai Xiaoyu is indeed skilled.

Xu Xiaole has also heard the lyrics on weekdays, but he has never heard such a good lyrics. Although he can't say the wonders, there is a fast book in it, so fast that he can't even seem to keep up with it, but this Bai Xiaoyu can speak very clearly, and the words are delivered to people's ears.

After this paragraph, the audience was silent, and then the whole house was full of applause, and almost even the roof was torn off.

Bai Xiaoyu let go of the pipa, got up and blessed it, and retreated to rest. She has to hold out the whole stage by herself today, and she has to rest for a while after every singing, otherwise the iron man will not be able to hold on. Taking advantage of her rest, the class leader was about to come up to the stage and shout loudly: How much does Master So-and-so reward. Then bow and thank you.

Zhao Quchen said something to his long-term follower, Xiao Xinu, and the little Xi Nu hurriedly ran away. After a while, the owner of the stage shouted: "Zhao Gongzi gives a reward of one hundred taels!" Thanks to the love, I wish Zhao Gongzi to be proud of the field and win the first place in the imperial list! As he spoke, he bowed to Zhao Quchen to the end.

Xu Xiaole squinted at Zhao Quchen, and said in his heart: This is really willing, an old doctor like Senior Brother Zhu is only twenty taels once. I won't even see more than twenty taels of gold and thanks. Tsk, her skills are worth more than medical skills.

Several students at the same table didn't have such thoughts, and they had already begun to reminisce about the performance just now.

Meng Xiangsheng said: "Bai Xiangshan's so-called 'big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate', only after listening to Bai Xiaoyu's words, do you know that what you say is true." ”

The railroad man slapped his palm with a folding fan: "The ancients also said that the beam was around for three days, and the aftermath was endless." I think that she will play and sing this part for ten days and half a month in my ears! ”

Zhao Quchen shook his head and exclaimed: "What Brother Tie said is related to me!" Every time I listened to her play and sing, for days I could only hear the sound of the singing, and no matter what I did, I couldn't get into my mind until I listened to it again. ”

Shi Jiqing also shook his head and said, "It's not that the more I listen, the more I can't let it go." ”

When everyone saw that Xu Xiaole didn't speak, the railroad people came to tease Xu Xiaole and said, "Xiaole, what do you think?" ”

Xu Xiaole said: "It's good. ”

The railroad man deliberately wanted to tease him, and asked, "What's so good?" ”

Xu Xiaole was a little annoyed, so he said: "Fortunately, she still has to rest, otherwise I don't know how many people here will lose their souls." ”

I don't know if it's really funny, or if Zhao Quchen and Zhao Gongzi are polite, and they actually laughed twice. Shi Jiqing and the railway people were also smiling, only Meng Xiangsheng said: "After all, you are too young to understand this kind of beauty." ”

Xu Xiaole was unconvinced and said: "You are not me, how do you know that I can't understand the wonders." It's just that I can't write articles and can't say beautiful things. If you want me to say, there must be many people who really feel something, and there are many people who are elegant and elegantly dragging the verses of the ancients. ”

The four of them spoke just now, and only Meng Xiangsheng quoted the sentence in Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing", isn't this the same as naming him and saying that he is "vassal and elegant"?

Mengxiang Shengtie said with a blue face: "You are not me, how do you know that I am a vassal and elegant." ”

Xu Xiaole said with a smile: "I didn't say that you were vassally elegant, you bumped into it yourself, so it can be seen that you have a weak heart." ”

Only then did Meng Xiangsheng realize that he had underestimated Xu Xiaole's eloquence, and he was not his opponent, so he said: "As a doctor, can you only use sophistry?" ”

Xu Xiaole countered: "As a student, can you only drag two lines of poetry?" ”

Meng Xiangsheng suddenly smiled.

The railroad man, Shi Jiqing, and Zhao Quchen also laughed.

People who have a habit of cleanliness tend to be a bit perverse. Zhao Quchen was born with a golden soup spoon, and his family background, father, talent, and appearance are all outstanding, and his conceit is unparalleled. Therefore, he is also very picky about his friends, and he has to be a person who can be "extraordinary" in a certain field to win his favor and socialize.

Whether it is Xu Xiaole, Bai Xiaoyu, or Shi Jiqing, Meng Xiangsheng, or the railway man, it is because of this that Zhao Quchen is willing to come and go.

Meng Xiangsheng can sit here just to show that he also has something extraordinary, and his outstanding thing is the ancient text.

Students in the Ming Dynasty divided the essays into two categories, one was the eight-strand essays for the imperial examination, the so-called "Shiwen". The other is the prose miscellaneous treatises and poems written by the ancients, collectively known as ancient texts. Just if the current writing is good, you may be able to easily pass the test in the scientific field, but only if the ancient literature is outstanding, will you be recognized as a "talent" by Shilin and win prestige.

Meng Xiangsheng took out a volume of Shengxuan from his sleeve, which was full of beautiful letters. He said: "The day before yesterday, I felt something in my heart, and I wrote a "Qin Fu" indiscriminately, and I just wanted to ask a few benevolent brothers for advice. As he spoke, he put Sheng Xuan in front of Zhao Quchen.

Zhao Quchen smiled: "I'm about to read a masterpiece!" He said, his hand reaching to the side. Xiao Xi Nu hurriedly took out a pair of silk gloves and carefully put them on him, for fear of touching the skin of the prince.

Zhao Quchen put on gloves, unfolded the rice paper, and took it in his hand and chanted. As he read, the railroad man clenched the folding fan and closed his eyes slightly, looking very enjoyed. Shi Jiqing also listened attentively and did not speak.

Xu Xiaole listened to it, it was nothing more than saying how elegant the Yaoqin was and how ethereal the sound of the piano was. The words are very charming, but unfortunately it's just a good text, and it's not enough to cultivate his sentiments.

Zhao Quchen finished reading, put down the long fu, took off his gloves and threw them on the table, and said, "It's really wonderful!" ”

Meng Xiangsheng looked at Xu Xiaole defiantly.

Xu Xiaole sighed, raised his head, and repeated the "Qin Fu" just now very quickly.

Fuwen pays the most attention to rhyme, and when chanting, it is necessary to distinguish between yin and yang, priority and urgency, just like singing. An expert like Zhao Quchen is naturally full of beauty when he reads it. Xu Xiaole, a little monk like a little monk, went through it like a scripture, not only was it beautiful, it was simply burning the piano and boiling the crane, destroying the heavens.

Meng Xiangsheng saw that his proud work was so badly abused, and his hair stood on end.

A long article of more than 600 words, Xu Xiaole only listened to one side, and he memorized it word for word.

Xu Xiaole said: "Is this what you wrote two days ago?" ”

Reciting the full text after listening to it once is definitely not something that ordinary people can do. If you don't admit that Xu Xiaole has excellent brain power, you can only admit that this is plagiarism.

Meng Xiangsheng's whole face was distorted.

Shi Jiqing has taught Xu Xiaole the ability to memorize medical books, which is really like now, and he can even memorize the pages and columns. He didn't know that Xu Xiaole's talent had reached the point where he would never forget it, he was really surprised, and he happily watched how Meng Xiangsheng ended.

The railway man said to Zhao Quchen: "Go to dust, is it really word for word?" ”

Zhao Quchen laughed: "Sure enough, it's word for word, even the mispronunciation I just made is not bad." ”

Meng Xiangsheng breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and the iron blue on his face faded a lot.

Xu Xiaole knew that Zhao Quchen deliberately gave Meng Xiangsheng a step, and he didn't pursue it, but said: "No wonder Meng Xiangjun likes Bai Xiangshan's poems, they are all taken in a simple and rough way, so that people can remember them if they are not careful." ”

Zhao Quchen shook his hand at Xu Xiaole and said with a smile: "Okay, Xiaole, we know that you are Zhang Song." Brother Mengxiang is not Cao Cao, so you can let him go. ”

Xu Xiaole touched his chin: "I'm not Zhang Song, I'm much more handsome than him." ”

Shi Jiqing and the railroad man couldn't hold back their laughter, and Zhao Quchen also leaned forward and closed his back with laughter, his chest almost touched the edge of the table, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly sat upright.

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