Xiao Tong looked at the handsome and extraordinary young man in front of him, and his mouth couldn't get up with surprise. I've been following the girl for more than two years, and I've never seen such a handsome son. Although the people who usually interact with the girl are the sons of Wang Sun and the talented and handsome, but this person's appearance is really amazing.

Under the eyes of the young man, the little boy almost nodded in agreement. But after such a long time, he quickly came back to his senses, and the experienced boy hurriedly closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Be sure to write." Xiao Tong secretly bit the tip of his tongue, biting too hard, so he nodded with a bitter face.

Lu Siniang sighed and said, "Okay, lend me a pair of pen and ink." ”

The boy guarding the door glanced at Lu Siniang strangely, did this son really want to see their girl? The people who usually come to see him don't prepare the poems themselves early, and even want to put incense in a brocade box but beg the girl to see it. But he still nodded, turned around and went in to help her get a pair of pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Lu Siniang pinched the pen and pondered for a long time, and then bit her fingers in distress and thought for a long time before finally writing a poem in one fell swoop.

Xiao Tong took the poem manuscript and turned around and entered the building, Lu Siniang was bored and reluctantly browsed the poem manuscript pasted in front of the gatehouse. I have to say that writing poetry requires talent, and the vast majority of people in this world do not have such talent. Therefore, throughout the ages, there are many people who have read books, but there are very few who can leave a name for poetry. The poems posted here, even if Lu Siniang, a semi-literate person, can be evaluated, there are only two words: make do. As for those who can't even make do, it is estimated that they don't have the face to come to this kind of place.

When Lu Siniang commented on the twentieth song, the little boy ran out in a hurry and said to Lu Siniang happily: "The girl invites the son in." ”

Walking into Zuihuan Building, Lu Siniang felt that she really understood what it meant to be a high-end entertainment venue in ancient times. In the previous life, what heaven and earth, what home clubhouse was simply scum. There is a small building at the entrance of Ruyi Fang, but inside it is a garden. The landscape scenery in the courtyard, the pavilions and pavilions, are quiet and elegant, just like the residence of ancient celebrities. Unintentionally, there is a kind of brush, ink and bookish rhyme, which only reminds people of the lofty articles and the graceful poetry, and even the kind of inelegant thoughts are difficult to rise.

Two delicate-faced children led the way in front, Siniang followed them behind them with her hands behind her back, and turned the winding corridor, only then did she faintly hear a faint sound from the front.

In her previous life and present life, Siniang didn't dare to be interested in Xiao's musical instrument, although she had roughly learned some tasting courses when she had nothing to do in her previous life, but it was still too difficult for her to appreciate everyone's quyi. However, she must also admit that this is the most beautiful sound she has heard in her previous life and in this life combined.

The attic not far away was built in the water, and when I walked across the small bridge, I could faintly see the back of a woman sitting in it between the doors and windows of the attic.

"Childe, please." When they reached the door, the two little girls stopped.

"Thank you." Lu Siniang nodded with a smile.

Bowing her head and walking in from the curtain lifted by the little girl, the people inside also happened to raise their heads to look at the door.

Seeing Ling Shuanghua for the first time, I had to say that Lu Siniang was a little disappointed.

Ling Shuanghua became famous very early, and now he is twenty-two years old. In this era, it is almost old. She's not very stunning. Light eyebrows and light eyes, red lips and snow skin, slightly raised phoenix eyes are a little faintly charming, and the red lips are slightly thinner, which looks a little arrogant and difficult to get close. If you only talk about her appearance, her appearance is not the best even among the few women Lu Siniang has seen in this life. At least, it is slightly inferior to the many oirans in Luoyang Mansion. It's really hard to believe that such a woman would be the number one trick in Jiazhou.

But her temperament is rare, both with the memory of Lu Siniang and her two lives.

She was not arrogant, as soon as Lu Siniang came in, she had already nodded and smiled at her. The lips were slightly curved, the eyes were smiling, and the tear mole under the left eye suddenly became even more charming. Even when she was smiling, her eyes were faint, as if she had already seen the prosperity of the world and the sorrow of the red dust. Lu Siniang thought for a moment, and felt that if she had to say it, her temperament was a little like that of a star in her previous life

The woman who has been tepid. But it's not all like it, Shu Chang is in the entertainment industry, he sees a lot, goes through a lot, and thinks about it. And the woman in front of her has a faint sadness and sadness hidden in her eyes.

To express it in the words of the previous life, it is "the flowers are speechless, and the people are as light as chrysanthemums." "Perhaps because of this, those talented and powerful people can rush to it.

"Shuanghua has seen Gongzi Xie, but I don't know Gongzi's name?" Ling Shuanghua said with a smile.

Lu Siniang said with a smile: "Wang Duo, I am fortunate to be able to see Miss Shuanghua." ”

Ling Shuanghua still held the manuscript of the poem she wrote in her hand, shook her head and said, "Before today, Gongzi, I'm afraid I haven't heard of Shuanghua yet?" ”

Lu Siniang was a little surprised, raised her eyebrows and said: "Miss Shuanghua is famous in the capital, but she is a newcomer here, if there is any rudeness, I hope to forgive me." ”

Ling Shuanghua smiled, "Childe, please take a seat." ”

The guests and hosts sat down, and a few beautiful girls immediately served delicious food and wine. Lu Siniang picked up the wine glass and smelled it, and couldn't help but praise: "Good wine." ”

Ling Shuanghua also smiled: "Ruyi Fang has no other things, only the best wine and the most accurate food." ”

"And the most moving music." Lu Siniang said with a smile.

Ling Shuanghua smiled: "How dare you claim to be respectful." Since the son appreciates his face, Shuanghua should play a song for the son, and I hope that the son will not be disgusted. ”

"Thank you, and I'm listening." Lu Siniang raised her glass and said.

Ling Shuanghua took the jade Xiao that was placed on the table beside him, wiped it lightly, and then put it to his lips and played it. A wisp of Xiao Yin flowed out of her lips, and Xiao Yin whimpered like a cold wind on a snowy night, but it made Lu Siniang's original mood with a bit of joke immediately quiet.

Leaning forward to the low table in front of her, Lu Siniang supported her chin with one hand, and rubbed the wine glass in her hand with the other hand to listen to Xiao Sheng. Somehow, I thought of many, many more...

I remembered my previous life, the security company that my family had run for generations. Thinking of the days when the mercenaries ran away from home, everyone took care of themselves because of their young age, and when the mercenary group encountered a catastrophe, so many men sacrificed themselves in front of themselves to survive, and after taking revenge, they listened to the last words of the regiment commander and returned to China to study, and the loneliness when they just crossed.

Xiao Sheng stopped suddenly, and Lu Siniang raised her head to look at the woman opposite who had slowly put down Yu Xiao.

"Please also ask Childe for advice." Ling Shuanghua said with a smile.

Lu Siniang blinked, stroked her forehead and thought for a moment, and said: "Once the sea was difficult to turn into water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud." ”

This is exactly the poem that Lu Siniang wrote to Ling Shuanghua before, and it is naturally disgraceful to plagiarize the poems of the ancients, but at this time... Ahem, who let an orphan be reluctant to light her up with this natural skill.

Ling Shuanghua was also stunned, looked at Lu Siniang for a long time before sighing lightly and said, "This song... It is Xie Gongzi's poem. I didn't expect that Childe could have such a feeling at such a young age. ”

Lu Siniang pretended to bow her head shyly, "Uh, in fact, this is what I heard from other places inadvertently, and I am not good at poetry, I hope the girl will forgive me." I thought in my heart that fortunately, this girl had seen Tianshan Tong's grandmother, and the movie barely remembered these few lines of poetry.

Seeing her like this, Ling Shuanghua couldn't help but laugh. The young man in front of him looked like he was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and it was really hard to imagine that he could write such a poem. However, he would confess on the spot, which was somewhat unexpected by Ling Shuanghua. Shaking his head and smiling: "Then I should be even more grateful to Gongzi Wang, if it weren't for Gongzi Lingshuang, I wouldn't have seen such a good sentence." ”