Chapter 83: Cooking for You (Part I)

Completely solved the worries of practicing the heart method and the blood phoenix, and Gao Shou, who had been in a state of mental tension for a long time, finally got a rare vacation where he could relax.

So he couldn't wait to quit the game, wanting to find the lover of his dreams to share the joy of starting over: we are monks, you see, how bright this bald head is......

Well, it seems that the dream lover is not very interested in this game, so let's pick a topic that can resonate with both parties!

"You're still working so hard, aren't you?" Gao Shou always sincerely admires Xie Jun, who is devoted to learning.

He has no problem, if he reads the textbook, I'm afraid he won't last a few minutes and he will want to burn books and pit Confucianism, could it be that Qin Shihuang was also an antique player?

"Hey, why is this book so familiar?" Gao Shou couldn't help but ask.

It's weird, it's weird, for him who has never been very fond of learning, there's no reason to feel familiar with the cover of a book, and I remember that the textbooks I used to use in school were especially clean and tidy......

The more strange it is, the more Gao Shou can't help but want to figure it out, it can't be an out-of-print yellow book, but it doesn't make sense that Xie Jun is so involved in reading it!

"What are you looking at, why do I feel so familiar?" Gao Shou asked, scratching his head.

"I'm sorry to look at your stuff without your consent." Xie Jun closed the page unsatisfied, and squinted his eyes reluctantly, as if he wanted to see more content from the gap in the page.

"I know it's mine, that's why I feel familiar!"

"It's your notebook."

"No, I don't think I've ever been in the habit of taking notes in class."

"Did you come up with the poems yourself?"

Suddenly, Gao Shou's cold sweat brushed down the ground! I almost forgot that I used to have nowhere to vent my imagination, so I learned to write modern poetry......

It's over, it's a shame!

Although Gao Shou has always been relatively proud of his talent for writing poetry, after the few times he circulated it to others, he got an evaluation that he wrote too differently, so he naturally thought that it was unlikely to please beautiful women, and it was even likely to be regarded as a madman or even a psychopath......

"Ahem, it was a long time ago, when I was young and ignorant, I read a few other people's poems and thought I could do it, I didn't know how thick the sky was." Gao Shou made a rare confession.

"No, I think it's pretty well written!" Xie Jun said a little strangely. She felt that Gao Shou's reaction was really a little strange, many people who can write some poetry are usually more proud, why is his expression so embarrassing?

"yes, you really think it's well written?" Gao Shou was a little excited at this moment, but when he picked up the notebook handed over by Xie Jun, his heart immediately became cold......

This notebook has two sides, one of which records the dozen or so modern poems he admires the most, and the other side records the crooked poems he wrote.

And the so-called well-written evaluation of the lover in the dream obviously cannot be his crooked poems......

"Can you still write poetry now?" Xie Jun asked with excitement on his face.

"This, this, generally speaking, the skill of writing poetry is unlikely to degenerate with age, even if you haven't written poetry for several years, maybe it will lead to a great increase in strength because of the understanding of life, of course, it does not rule out the possibility of regression of skills, but this thing, can only be felt but cannot be expressed in specific data." As soon as he talked about the projects he was good at, Takamori began to talk a little bit about it.

Who knows, this has set himself up......

"Then you write a poem now, and let me see if your skills are improving or regressing." At this moment, Xie Jun was so excited that his little face turned red, but in Gao Shou's eyes, he was undoubtedly a little witch with wings.

Writing poetry, this kind of improvisational thing, may not be able to write the desired effect, and may even be contrary to the original intention, involuntarily interfere too much, sometimes he even feels that it is not someone writing poetry, but the poem is guiding himself to write, and a sentence that he inadvertently comes up with may characterize the poem, and it is often difficult to revise it again.

"Well, it's very difficult to improvise poetry!" Gao Shou said in embarrassment.

"It's okay, you can just try, I won't blame you if you don't do it well." Xie Jun nodded heavily and encouraged.

"You really don't blame me for doing badly?"

She nodded again.

"Really, are you sure?"

"A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase!"

"But you seem to be a woman and not a gentleman."

"I don't know if I have a Jun character in my name, this idiom is tailor-made for me."

Gao Shou was speechless, squinted his eyes and thought about it, and then read the first sentence: "Every day I go to a fast food restaurant to eat three fast foods." ”

Hearing it directly, Xie Junlian rolled his eyes, and said in his heart, Are you also a poem? It's almost the same as sin, you know how to eat it in one day, are you a pig?

At this time, Takamori's second sentence came out again: "Every day I pay three portions for fast food." ”

Hearing this, Xie Jun almost laughed, this guy is too picky, when it comes to eating fast food, he thinks of having to pay......

After a pause, Gao Shou read the third sentence: "Every day I think about it." ”

Want to eat without paying? Xie Jun couldn't help but think maliciously......

"Look at you more!"

This fourth sentence can be said to be a peak and a turn, and it suddenly connected the first three sentences that were originally idiots, and even the taste of rhyme came out, which made Xie Jun impressed at that time.

"Every day I go to a fast food restaurant and eat three servings of fast food."

"Every day I pay three cents for fast food."

"Every day I think about it."

"Listen to you!"

As soon as this second paragraph came out, Xie Jun was almost 100% sure that this poem was absolutely original and could never be plagiarized, and even, 10,000% for himself!

Because, only when he paid could he listen to her more, and she was a cashier......

At this time, Xie Jun's curiosity was completely hung to the extreme, in the end, what kind of verses would he come up with next?

"Every day I look forward to fast food."

"I look forward to meeting you every day."

"Every day I look forward to paying."

"Every day I look forward to hearing more from you!"

In just these four sentences, Gao Shou expressed his intentions very explicitly, but lost the poetic charm at the beginning, of course, that was on the premise that there were no last two paragraphs.

"But not today."

"Because you have come to me."

"Because I can always enjoy your gentle words."

Why isn't it today, people are ugly? Xie Jun couldn't help frowning, although he didn't have a very special impression of Gao Shou now, but a woman is a person who pleases herself, which girl doesn't want to be liked?

"I don't have to expect fast food anymore."

"I don't have to pay anymore from now on."

"From now on."

"I want you to cook for me!"

The last paragraph of Gao Shou can be described as an earth-shattering, and it can be regarded as the absolute finishing touch, I want you to cook for me, it is definitely not as simple as cooking, and the meaning contained in it is self-evident......

At this moment, Xie Jun was full of admiration, but he didn't expect that there was a great poet hidden by his side, and he could make such an easy-to-understand, elegant and popular love poem after his skills retreated, but it was tailor-made for himself, which was really amazing!

"Can you read it all over for me?" Xie Jun's begging expression made Gao Shou unable to refuse at all, so he had to read the whole poem in its entirety.

For the original creator of the poem, it is often difficult to forget after the poem is written, and the process of creation is definitely the deepest memory engraved on the soul.

"Every day I go to a fast food restaurant and eat three servings of fast food

I pay three times a day for fast food

Every day I think

Look at you more

(intermittent, segmented)

Every day I go to a fast food restaurant and eat three servings of fast food

Every day I pay three cents for fast food

Every day I think

Listen to you

(intermittent, segmented)

Every day I look forward to fast food

I look forward to meeting you every day

Every day I look forward to paying

Every day I look forward to hearing more from you

(intermittent, segmented)

But not today

for you have come before me

Because I can always enjoy your gentle words

(intermittent, segmented)

I don't have to look forward to fast food anymore

I don't have to pay anymore from now on

From now on

I want you to cook for me! ”

Gao Shou's expression at that time, what a lewd one, especially when he read the sentence "I don't have to pay anymore", that expression can be described as quite obscene......

But in Xie Jun's view, this turned out to be an extremely affectionate performance, and at that moment, she finally moved her true feelings!

It's him, it's him......

"Would you like to read it again?"

So, Gao Shou read it again.

"People want to hear it again!"

Gao Shou felt that the bones in his body were about to numb, he was worthy of being the lover of his dreams, it was really strong, and then he continued to read......

"Would you like to do it again?"

“……”

"What's the name of this poem, it's not good to have a name, let's think of the best name for it!"

Finally, I don't have to read it anymore, no matter how good the poetry is, it will be boring if I read it too much, obscene poetry, oh no, the highest level of poetry is to only chant it once a day at most......

Frowning and thinking for a moment, Gao Shou finally said the name of the poem that Xie Jun repeatedly reprimanded as a stain in the future: "Fast food! ”

Fast food? Is fast food love, or love fast food?

No matter which meaning it is, it is impossible for Xie Jun to like it: "Is it good to change the name, this name sounds too cheesy?" ”

"It doesn't matter if the name of the poem is good or bad, it's just right." After reciting a crooked poem, Gao Shou really regarded himself as a poet, and he became stubborn inexplicably.

His stubbornness didn't matter, but Xie Jun, who was reading the poem repeatedly on the side, discovered the problem: "You seem to have mispronounced the last sentence, right?" ”

"I want you to cook for me?"

"yes, I'm supposed to cook for you, right?"

"Where is the reason why a man cooks for a woman?"

"Who says women have to cook for men?"

"God, why don't you even know this, that old fellow couldn't breastfeed Adam after giving birth to him, and he didn't bother to cook, so he took a rib from Adam and conjured Eve to cook for their father and son."

Gao Shou's true and false allusions frightened Xie Jun for a moment, so he had to take the route of saving the country with a curve: "Bring the pen." ”

"What are you doing, I haven't used a pen for many years." Although a little confused, Gao Shou still replied honestly.

"Humph!"

Xie Jun took out the pen angrily, then grabbed the notebook in Gao Shou's hand, and began to write and draw.

Gao Shou stood next to him to see what she was writing, but who knew that he accidentally caught a glimpse of the small piece of beautiful scenery on her chest, and he only felt unable to extricate himself for a while......

Of course, the specific two legs and the sight that can't be extricated ......

"Hmph, it's written, don't be reliant on your debts in the future, you said you were going to cook for me!" Xie Jun raised the notebook in his hand and said proudly.

Withdrawing his gaze with difficulty, Takamori asked a little stunned, "When did I say this?" ”

"Don't you remember your own poems so quickly? Take it and see for yourself! ”

Gao Shou reviewed his impromptu love poems word by word, and found that nothing had changed except for the last sentence, but the bad thing was in this last sentence, although only one word was deleted, and then two words were reversed, but the meaning was completely different......

I want you to cook for me, I want to cook for you, can that still mean the same thing?

Although he was very uncomfortable with the change of this last sentence, even Gao Shou had to admit that the simple modification of this last sentence was undoubtedly more in line with the artistic conception of the poem.

I cook for you, obviously there is a more magnificent love than the sentence that I want you to cook for me. It can't be helped, cooking for others is always more selfless, and it is always easier to please women, which is more applicable to the category of love poetry......

It's just that, although it fits the artistic conception, it can't fit the bad intentions of the bard at all, who cooks for whom, this is the center of the center that any couple and any couple must not lose!

"You wrote it, do you want to cook for me? Great, you're so good, I like it, I really like it! Gao Shou simply misinterpreted Xie Jun's intentions.

"This is a poem you composed, how can it represent my thoughts, you are so insincere, very unlikable, do you know?"

Saying this, Gao Shou really didn't dare to continue to be hard-mouthed, in fact, if he didn't have this opportunity, he would be willing to cook for Xie Jun every day, of course, if he could cook.

But this is obviously a love poem written by himself, why did he change the last sentence, can it still be considered original, can it still be regarded as his own work?

Thinking of this, Gao Shou suddenly had an idea: "The first half of this poem was completed by me, but the last finishing sentence was revised by you, so this poem should be regarded as the result of our common labor." ”

"So whatever the content of the last sentence is, it's not a question of who cooks for whom, my suggestion is, how about we cook together?"

"yes, that's a good idea."

Of course it's good, anyway, I don't know how to cook, so I can do it together, and only one person does it...... The idea of guarding the evil is something that Xie Jun will never be able to detect......