As soon as Yu Zixuan entered the private room, Mo Siming asked. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Zixuan, why is it so fast this time?"

Burst! Yu Zixuan almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood, what is it so fast? You just say it, why say it so fast.

Wang Wenle also asked, "Zixuan, did it happen so quickly?" ”

What, can we change the word, don't dwell on this question of whether it's fast or not, it's good.

The best way to change the subject is to divert attention.

Yu Zixuan smiled and said: "If you have to sing, you will stop if you lose, and you will be sad and hateful." There is wine today, drunk today, and sorrow tomorrow comes. ”

After speaking, ignoring the surprised eyes of several people, Yu Zixuan smiled and said: "What are you doing in a daze, you should eat, you should drink, you must be happy in life, don't let the wine sleep empty." ”

When he first heard Yu Zixuan's poems, Wang Wenle's eyes lit up, but when he heard the words later, he couldn't cry or laugh in his heart, Zixuan was really open-minded. After thinking about it, it's right, only Zixuan is such an open-minded and good person, and good poems and sentences can come out of his mouth.

changed those laymen, and the poems that Zixuan said casually after trying to break his head all his life are better.

"Yes, yes, Zixuan said well, there is wine today and drunk today."

Especially Mo Siming, as if this sentence had exhausted his life's pursuit, his eyes were even hotter.

Yu Zixuan raised his wine glass and laughed loudly: "Brothers, keep drinking, if you don't get drunk today, you won't go home." ”

Wang Wenle was also infected by Yu Zixuan's bearing, and shouted: "Okay, don't get drunk and have no home!" ”

A young man, drinking and talking about girls, no matter what happens tomorrow, I just want to go a long time.

The wine was drunk, and the topic was completely opened, Wang Wenle, the son-in-law, opened his heart, and even began to talk to Yu Zixuan about his ideals and pursuits.

Wang Wenle said to Zixuan drunkenly: "Uh... Zixuan, you... Did you know, before... Belch... I thought that looking at Anyang, the younger generation... Belch... No one has been able to get into my eyes. ”

Yu Zixuan was a little speechless, just tell me, this hand is on my shoulder, and it still touches my chest.

"Bunraku, you're drunk, don't talk about it yet."

Wang Wenle shook off Yu Zixuan, staggered back a few steps, tilted his head, the image of Sven's son had already been thrown out of the clouds, pointed at Yu Zixuan with one hand, and said: "Just when I was satisfied, Zixuan you appeared, you were like a meteor outside the sky, and suddenly appeared in Anyang's sight." Your talent for poetry is like a godsend, completely crushing everyone. ”

"That's it, Zixuan, you can hide deep enough, and it's hard enough to hide your brothers for so many years."

"That's right, Zixuan, you are righteous enough in other places, but this point is really not kind."

Hey, hey, my brother's real identity is not from this era, it's good.

Also, okay, why are you criticizing me one by one, is it true that geniuses always attract jealousy?

Yu Zixuan smiled a little helplessly, these people obviously drank too much, and if they continue like this, it is not as simple as drinking words, maybe there will be some ugly things.

sighed softly, it would be nice if I was also drunk, but this damn alcohol, I drank no less today than last night, and I didn't have the slightest drunkenness, which simply made Yu Zixuan crazy.

Why is it so hard to get drunk once?

Looking at the situation in the house, Yu Zixuan shook his head, it seems that this wine can no longer be drunk. Mo Siming and the three of them don't care, the girls around them will naturally take them to the room, as for Wang Wenle......

Feng Shui takes turns, and now it's Yu Dashao's turn to help Wang.

helped classmate Wang out of the room, but found that the lobby was silent, which made Yu Zixuan a little strange, and subconsciously looked at the front of the stage, only to see Xihua sitting there stroking the qin, several women next to her were holding different musical instruments, and there was a row of bells in front of the little girl in Li'er.

Yu Zixuan secretly said to himself, I said, I haven't seen singing for so long, and it turned out to be arranged for a while.

Xihua stood on the stage, and said in a tepid voice: "Xihua has to send a song today, and I hereby offer ugliness." ”

"The song sung by the girl who cherishes the flowers must be good."

"Who dares to say that it is not good, this son is the first to not let him go."

"Sing it."

As the cherished flowers plucked the strings, the sandalwood mouth opened lightly, and a mournful song floated around.

"Cutting off the love thread is still in turmoil"

"A thousand things are still entangled"

"Give up the country"

"Low eyebrows love red face"

The voice is ethereal and tactful, and the tune is sad and self-pitying.

Quiescence. The whole Ruyi Building, with the sound of singing, there was no other noise, everyone pricked up their ears and listened attentively to the performance of cherishing flowers.

"Ancient and Modern Crazy Men and Women"

"Who can get through the relationship"

"Who can be emotional... Off"

After the performance of the song, Xihua subconsciously looked in the direction of Yu Zixuan's room, and found that Yu Zixuan was looking at him with a smile, and a rare blush appeared on his face.

When he saw Wang Wenle's obsessive aftertaste singing, he dispelled the idea of going to say hello, but nodded and signaled, and the violin led the person to the small courtyard.

It wasn't long after Xihua and a few people left that everyone in the lobby came back to their senses, and in a few words, it was like a frying pan.

"Hey, where is the flower girl?"

"I don't know why I suddenly remembered the girl I once loved."

"It's a wonderful song, it's just too sad."

"You know what, you are a person with no story."

Yu Zixuan didn't expect that in less than an hour, Xihua would still be able to rehearse, and he also had a family style and his own unique charm, which was a different style than the one in his previous life.

"Zixuan, I, Wang Wenle, have been completely convinced."

Yu Zixuan turned his head and took a look, only to find that Wang Wenle, who was originally attached to him, had come over completely and bowed to him.

"Hey, what is Bunraku doing?" Yu Zixuan hurriedly stopped, your eldest prince saluted me and spread it, do I still want to stay in Anyang from my old Yu family.

was stopped by Yu Zixuan, Wang Wenle didn't bother anymore, but looked at Yu Zixuan with a scorching light in his eyes, "Zixuan, I worship you as a teacher, how about you teach me to compose poetry?" ”

“……”

Yu Zixuan sighed and said, "Why should Wenle be like this, you are a smart child, where did I teach you Yu Zixuan." ”

"Zixuan, don't be humble, if you can't teach me, who else in Anyang can teach me?" Wang Wenle continued: "I know, Zixuan is afraid that my father will blame? Father there ......"

Wang Wenle was halfway through speaking, and Yu Zixuan stretched out his hand to stop him from talking further.

"Stop, Brother Wenle, don't let me look down on you."

Yu Zixuan pointed to the fun-seeking sons and passers-by below, and said: "Wenle is bent on learning poetry from me, but in order to linger in the Qinglou like those people below, so that he can enjoy the party?" ”