"Jiang Yu is my good friend, I insist on playing with him today, Dad........ you ......." Wen Rushu became more and more unconfident when he spoke!

Wen Boyong was silent: Feng Qiwu will definitely be a household name in Jinling, and Jiang Yu's name will also be shocking...... Since Rushu and Jiang Yu are very close, what is the future of Rushu...... Well, I don't have to worry, maybe I can enter Jishan Academy. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info The calculation in his heart was dripping, and Wen Bo happily handed the paper to Wen Rushu, and didn't say anything, those girls should be in a hurry.

Wen Rushu watched his father leave calmly strangely, unlike his original angry style, which made Wen Rushu a little confused. One yard to one yard, Wen Rushu still wishes that his father doesn't care about himself, or it's interesting to be with Jiang Yu, and Sister Rui's exquisite duck neck ....... En, it's very delicious!

In the evening, Li Xinrui inspected the duck necks that were being pickled, flipped through them one by one, smelled the fragrance, and estimated that they could start selling tomorrow....... but this price ....... made Li Xinrui not confident! Ying'er stood on the side with a straight face: "Miss, that Jiang Yu knows at a glance that he is not worried about eating and drinking, he is willing to play!" We can't, we still have that little bit of silver left, and if this duck neck can't be sold, we'll starve to death on the streets—have you thought about it, miss! ”

Li Xinrui understood Ying'er's words, but ....... knew that there were tigers in the mountains, but she still couldn't let go of it. Who can say how it feels in the dark!

At night, the Xiangjiang Temple is still so lively. The Autumn Oiran Poetry Festival is coming soon, and the four major capitals are preparing. Fang Danyi was burning incense and setting the piano in his courtyard, taking advantage of the moonlight at night to play a solo song, this is the new song that will come out of Shangyanglou today and spread all over Jinling - Feng Qiwu. The choice of Oiran is, of course, to add fuel to the fire, and the popular poems are all sought-after things. Fortunately, this Feng Qiwu was not written specifically for any girl....... otherwise, Fang Danyi would not be able to reach the position of this oiran!

As soon as it was set up here, before I started playing, I heard a tune from Du Yashi's side, singing Feng Qiwu. Fang Danyi had long expected that such a popular poem would of course be the object of everyone's scrambling! However....... this tune doesn't seem to be very harmonious, Fang Danyi frowned, his own tune is not so smooth, and he played it to the end, "I don't regret it when the belt is getting wider, and I will be haggard for Yi!" I can't always express the true taste of poetry!

Adapting these popular poems, everyone adapts and composes the music according to their own experience, no one will casually help others revise and smooth out the inappropriate places, which may mean that there is one more competitor, and no one is a fool!

Xing Xuan'er was lying on the bed bored, listening to the discordant tunes of Fang Danyi and Du Yashi, which really ruined this Feng Qiwu in vain. Xing Xuan'er has never cared much about the position of the Oiran, so she didn't rehearse as anxiously as Fang Danyi and Du Yashi.

But...... This Feng Qiwu is really well written, and it is also wonderful to be able to play the song as an accompaniment to his dance. However, composing this music is not an easy task. Xing Xuan'er thought about Feng Qiwu in her heart: In these years, what girl doesn't admire talent and can write poems like Feng Qiwu, Xing Xuan'er really wants to meet this person - Jiang Yu, it seems that he has never heard of his name, he should be a rookie, and he will crown Jinling as soon as he makes a move!

Squeak....... was the sound of the door being pushed open, Xing Xuan'er was lying on the bed, too lazy to move: "Didn't you say don't come to disturb me, don't let people live!" A shadow swept in front of Xing Xuan'er's eyes, pounced directly on the embroidered couch, grabbed Xing Xuan'er's lazy flesh and scratched it gently. The room was filled with Xing Xuan'er's laughter: "Sister Rui, I didn't know it was you, spare your life....... spare your life........"

The two shadows were entangled on the embroidered couch for a long time, waiting for Xing Xuan'er to stop laughing. Xing Xuan'er turned over and sat up and said angrily: "Sister Rui, I haven't seen you for so long, you will want my life when you come up!" The person who came was Li Xinrui, who was sitting on the edge of the bed with neat messy clothes: "Who made you so lazy, you shouldn't be punished!" ”

Xing Xuan'er got out of bed barefoot, walked to the table and drank a cup of cold tea: "Sister Rui, I've been busy preparing for the Autumn Oiran Poetry Club these days, and I'm so tired that I can't get up." Li Xinrui hurriedly handed the shoes to Xing Xuan'er: "How many times have you said it, but you just don't listen, what if you catch a cold." The Autumn Oiran Poetry Festival is a big deal! ”

Xing Xuan'er puffed out her mouth and said angrily: "Who is rare that Oiran, as long as Sister Rui is here, I am enough!" Saying that, Xing Xuan'er ran over and hugged Li Xinrui's neck, and the scene was very fragrant. Li Xinrui put Xing Xuan'er down and asked in a deep voice: "That Fang Danyi and Du Yashi are both rehearsing music, you should be serious no matter what you say, don't let them compare too much." ”

Xing Xuan'er had a bitter face: "Sister Rui, what they are practicing is the new song Feng Qiwu, this is the new song that will be released in Shangyang Tower today, but it is difficult to practice!" "The private words in the sister's house naturally don't mention outsiders, so Xing Xuan'er didn't mention the author of Feng Qiwu, for fear that Li Xinrui will think of those sad past events because of these romantic talents, after all, this industry is not glorious, if you leave, don't come back, it's difficult for an innocent person to do!

Li Xinrui listened to Xing Xuan'er's words, and also pondered: This poem is good, but ....... their song seems to be a bit problematic, but this is difficult to **** Xinrui. Grabbing Xing Xuan'er's hand, Li Xinrui said to the place where the sound of the piano came from: "Xuan'er, how about Sister Rui compose music for you, we can't let them hold it down." When Xing Xuan'er heard Li Xinrui say this, her heart blossomed, and she clapped her hands and jumped up: "Sister Rui is mighty, this Fengqiwu composed music by Sister Rui must be a must, you have to make them so angry that they vomit blood!" ”

Li Xinrui scratched Xingxuan'er's nose: "You, don't be too happy, I have something to ask you for!" Li Xinrui plans to fight it and try to sell these duck necks at the price set by Jiang Yu, and the main reason why I came to Xing Xuan'er today is to let Xing Xuan'er help sell the exquisite duck necks in Xiangjiang Courtyard. The people who can come to the Xiangjiang Courtyard are all people with a little money, and only a duck neck of thirty wen has a chance to be sold.

Xing Xuan'er heard that Li Xinrui was going to sell thirty wen a duck neck, and she was so surprised that she almost didn't catch her breath: "Sister Rui, you are crazy!" A duck neck sells for thirty wen! Xing Xuan'er's expression Li Xinrui had already guessed that if Jiang Yu hadn't asked for this price, Li Xinrui would have felt that thirty Wen was too high! No....... it's just wishful thinking! However, it was because of one person that Li Xinrui decided to sell, so he sold it at the rate of thirty yuan!

Xing Xuan'er knew that Li Xinrui had always decided to do things, and no one could persuade her, just like when she came down from such a high position, she was willing to be the owner of a small thatched shop! This is Li Xinrui's decision! This is Li Xinrui, Xing Xuan'er couldn't be clearer. There is no way, Xing Xuan'er nodded, and promised to sell it at the Autumn Oiran Poetry Meeting, but I dare not guarantee what the result will be.

Li Xinrui knew that this was embarrassing Xing Xuan'er, and hugged Xing Xuan'er and kissed endlessly. Xing Xuan'er drilled straight out: "Sister Rui, is it spring, hurry up and find a wishful Langjun, why torture Xuan'er!" ”

The more Xing Xuan'er shouted, the tighter Li Xinrui hugged her. Before leaving, Xing Xuan'er gave Feng Qiwu's poems to Li Xinrui and asked Li Xinrui to help compose the music. From beginning to end, for fear of provoking Li Xinrui's sad past, Xing Xuan'er didn't mention the author of Feng Qiwu!