Ye Chen saw that Wang Sidi was taking out her wallet from her backpack to take out money, Ye Chen quickly stopped him and said, "Hey, girl, this is a charity sale, I'll write a picture and give it to you when I go back, there's no need to spend money to buy it!" ”

Seeing this, Ouyang Jingde on the side hurriedly went up the pole and said: "That's it, girl, your little boyfriend is amazing, he will become a generation of calligraphy masters in the future, you can not only write well, but also write a good poem!" Is this good, you have time to go to me, I'll paint you a portrait, how about a lady in ancient costume? ”

Seeing this, Zhu Lao pulled Ouyang Jingde and said, "I said that you are an old man, isn't this something to look for?" The girl is obviously looking at the words that Brother Ye Chen personally taught her to write, you are embarrassed to ask for it, this little love, you are stupid! ”

Ouyang Jingde sighed and said, "I just want to see the structure of his words, and I don't have anything else on my mind." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Just when these two people were expressing their thoughts to each other, and were about to go to see the word together, they saw Wang Sidi come over and said with a smile: "Two grandfathers, Brother Ye Chen asked me to give you this painting, as for how to distribute it, it's yours." ”

Seeing this, Ouyang Jingde hurriedly took it and took a look, this painting and the one he saw before were simply trivial, and this painting was called a wonderful word.

The two glanced at each other, and finally the two clapped their hands together and said, "Let's take turns watching and learning the skills." ”

Calligraphy belongs to calligraphy, and this poem did make everyone in the Poetry Association amazed again, although the master of Cerdomon on the side did not know the specific meaning of this poem, but he could also feel that the meaning of this poem was absolutely extraordinary.

Cui Hui once again played the role of the antithetist, translating to Cerdomon sentence by sentence, and finally pointed to Ye Chen.

Master Cerdomon nodded, glanced at Ye Chen with great appreciation, and was very satisfied, and then didn't know what to say to Cui Hui, which surprised Cui Hui.

Ye Chen just saw Cerdomon nodding at him, and then he smiled and talked to Cui Hui, he was also very curious, what was Cerdomon talking about?

As soon as Ye Chen withdrew his eyes from Cerdomon, he heard Zhu Lao's exclamation and Mai Jialiang's tsk again.

"This poem is concise and easy to understand, but also writes the homesickness of the wanderer, the beginning of the meaning, wrote about the suffering of a foreign land, when the feeling of nostalgia, this to the major festival, but also the feeling of missing doubled, nostalgic for the distant brothers, the first two sentences can be handed down to the world!"

"Lao Mai, what you said is right, this poem jumps repeatedly in the artistic conception, subtle and deep, both simple and natural and twists and turns, the poem is not deep, the feelings are self-kind, the narrative is frank, and there is no need to carve. What a poem! The author of this poem, hey, Ye Chen, is this kid possessed by Wenqu Xing today? ”

Ye Chen has become the focus again, the poem "Remembering Shandong Brothers on September 9th" is a famous poem by the famous poet Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty, it is strange if it is not famous, looking at the expressions of everyone who had already anticipated, Ye Chen smiled and said: "Teachers, don't lift me up, I am a boy who has just turned eighteen years old, where can I write any famous poems?" ”

After Cui Hui heard it, she patted Ye Chen in the back, and Ye Chen hurriedly said, "Teachers, I don't know how this poem is?" Please give me a comment so that I can know the shortcomings. ”

Cui Hui was speechless, this guy was pretending to be stupid.

An hour passed quickly, and Cerdomon also said goodbye to everyone because of the plane, and the charity sale came to an end, and the amount of the charity sale was 20,000 yuan today.

For the handover, Xiao Mao was solely responsible for the donation in the name of the Poetry and Calligraphy Association.

Ye Chen and Wang Sidi wanted to go to Wangfujing to buy something to bring to Zhang Mengmeng, who was still resentful at home, so Cui Hui drove the two of them to Wangfujing, and then went to pick up Xiaoqian.

When he arrived in Wangfujing, Ye Chen was in contact with this place for the first time in this world, before he was reborn, he remembered that he came here once, and he spent nearly five hundred yuan on his own things, which was the result of his own savings, the key is that the things here are too expensive, and a bun that the dog ignores is sold for thirty-five cages, and there are only six cages.

Although the current Wangfujing Street is not as prosperous as it was in that lifetime, but in another five years, it will become a different place, but at this moment it is still a prosperous stage of the capital, and there are many tourists, especially the night market at night, which is very attractive.

"This Wangfujing, at the beginning, was a large wasteland, it can be said to be a barren land, it has a long history, just like your brother Ye Chen and I have profound knowledge, hey, you little girl, why are you beating me? Put your nose out! ”

"What are you doing with your nose sticking out! I won't stretch it! ”

Although Wang Sidi said that she didn't stretch out, her little face still stretched out to Ye Chen, and a pair of big watery eyes turned there: "I stretched, what do you want!" ”

Ye Chen was stunned, this scene coincided with the scene in his previous life again.

"I'm stretching, what do you want!"

"I want to ......"

Ye Chen also leaned forward, then froze, and then a hand appeared in front of Wang Sidi.

"I'm going to scratch your nose, haha......"

After Ye Chen finished scraping, he quickly slipped away, and Wang Sidi, who was still stunned there with a red face, saw this and chased after Ye Chen angrily.

"Okay, okay, do you want me to tell you a story!"

"I'll talk about it after scraping, otherwise I'll lose my money, and my aunt and grandmother won't do it!"

"Okay, let you earn it back!"

Wang Sidi smiled and scratched Ye Chen's nose, but he scraped it three times in a row.

"Ah, Brother Ye Chen, what are you going to do, you moved, my middle finger and index finger were forced, you can't blame me, if you dare to scratch me, I'll tell the teacher to go!"

Tell the teacher to go, it's a good reason!

"Okay, okay, I won't give you a little girl's general knowledge, it has a long history, it has been brilliant and has been defeated. Liaojin Dynasty, it was originally a desolate village, after the establishment of the capital city in the Yuan Dynasty, the population gradually became dense, when the Ming Dynasty became the ancestor, ten palaces were built in this place, and in the Qing Dynasty, it became one of the areas where foreigners, foreign religions, and foreign goods were concentrated, so the famous scenic spot here is the Catholic church, and then it is what we see now. Let's go, I'll take you to eat roasted scorpions. ”

When Wang Sidi heard this, she was frightened and said, "Can you eat that thing?" ”

Ye Chen smiled: "If you don't dare to eat it, bring it back to your family to eat." ”

"She, hehe, yes, yes, I'm going to let that little girl kneel and beg for mercy."

"What did you say, girl?"

Wang Sidi grinned and said, "I didn't say anything?" Hey, Brother Ye Chen, there are people arguing there? ”

Ye Chen looked in the direction pointed by Wang Sidi, and saw a group of people looking at something around there, listening to the voice, it seemed that a few young people and an old man were arguing about something?

"Let's go, girl, let's go over and see what's going on?"