"The Pride of the Fisherman" ...... Chu Zilu? What is the relationship between this Chu Zilu and Chu Liumeng, the author of "Ai Lian Said"? Su Zhongjun returned the phone to his daughter.

"Chu Liumeng, the word Zilu." Su Changchu looked at the personality signature on Chu Liumeng's station B.

Su Zhongjun praised: "It turned out that she wrote it...... I'll just say that there is anyone with the surname Chu who can have such literary brilliance. The future is terrifying, how do you know that the future is not now? I didn't expect a girl to have such a talent! ”

Su Changchu said a little coldly: "Ban Zhao continues to history, Wen Ji Jishu, aren't they all girls?" Dad, to this day, are you still so patriarchal? ”

Su Zhongjun's face darkened, and he couldn't help but smile dryly: "It's ...... too"

Su Changchu was like a fried cat, and continued to sneer: "I think that the younger generation of today's Literary Association is all people who sell their fame and reputation, and they are vassals and elegant people, and one generation is not as good as the next. What are the so-called Four Musketeers and Eight Gentlemen, which add up to not as good as one Chu Liumeng! ”

"You ......" Su Zhongjun was speechless.

His youngest daughter has been eccentric and moody since she was a child.

But she is extraordinary, and her poetry and writing are almost unmatched by the younger generation of the Literary Association. That's why they are arrogant, and some people look down on no one in their eyes, and they even look down on men in the world.

But no one could refute it, who told those young people not to fight for themselves.

There are many men in the literary association who want to chase her, but without exception, they are all ridiculed and disgraced. Su Zhongjun himself has received a lot of complaints because of this.

Su Changchu glared at Su Zhongjun: "Did I say something wrong?" Those senior brothers and sisters of mine, which one is not mediocre, and when he makes a poem, he can barely make a mediocre or self-righteous poem, and he knows how to show off his identity as a member of the Literary Association all day long? Even I look down on them! ”

Su Zhongjun's face couldn't hold back, because something happened to her little daughter when she was a child, she was very prejudiced against men. But when something like that happens, Su Zhongjun himself is also responsible, and it is not good to reprimand him.

Su Zhongjun reprimanded: "You are too much! Your child hasn't become a master yet, so who is in a position to comment on them? ”

"I haven't become a master, but someone can, isn't Chu Liumeng also a girl? Although she is young, but she is talented, I am afraid that even you masters may not be able to compare with her, let alone those 'Four Musketeers' and 'Eight Gentlemen' who will pretend to be in front of beauties all day long! ”

"Dead girl, you, you say me, can I compare to her? Will the vice president of my dignified literary association be no better than a little girl? Despised by his daughter, Su Zhongjun trembled with anger.

"Don't say anything else, look at today's "Fisherman's Pride", every sentence is wonderful, I don't know how many times stronger than the broken poems and bad words you wrote!" Su Changchu showed a trace of fanaticism and adoration on his face, and muttered, "A person like this who is full of immortal energy, if one day, I can be by her side and be satisfied with grinding and adding fragrance to her!" ”

"Sister, are you supposed to ...... Bent, right? Su Wanru was taken aback, although she often told her sister how unreliable men were, but she had no intention of changing her sexual orientation!

"Sister, why are you so vulgar?" Su Changchu glanced at him angrily, "I only appreciate Chu Liumeng spiritually, just like Boya and Ziqi, do you understand?" ”

Su Zhongjun was not convinced, his face was red: "Poetry is a small way, I, I just write and play, if I get serious, how can I lose to a girl?" ”

"Then you can write, as long as you dare to write, I will be Shangguan Wan'er tonight!"

"Write it!" Su Zhongjun angrily put pen to paper and meditated, but he couldn't think of a wonderful sentence for a while.

"Death is a face, I think you are not only inferior to Chu Liumeng, but even Zhao Yu's friend!" Su Changchu snorted lightly, and read a book of poems in his hand.

"Ah, it's her?" At this time, Su Wanru exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" Su Zhongjun frowned, wasn't this disturbing his thoughts?

Su Wanru handed the phone to Su Zhongjun: "Zhao Yu said that his friend is Chu Liumeng." ”

"What?" However, the most surprising thing was not Su Zhongjun, but Su Changchu.

Su Zhongjun was also surprised, so in this way, the two words "Bodhisattva Man" and "Fisherman's Pride", which have completely different meanings, actually came from the same person?

Su Zhongjun said softly: "At such a young age, it is really ...... to have such a heart Am I really old? ”

Su Changchu was still in a state of shock, the poetry book in her hand slowly slipped over her hand, fell to the ground, and tears flowed out.

"She actually has someone in her heart......"

Su Changchu hid his face and ran back to the bedroom, closed the door heavily, and cried alone with his head covered by the quilt.

Faced with this sudden change, Su Zhongjun and Su Wanru glanced at each other, their eyes full of incomprehension and shock.

Su Wanru was puzzled, how did the other party know that Chu Liumeng had someone in his heart, and Su Zhongjun was shocked that his daughter's sexual orientation would not really be a problem, right?

"Chang Chu, Chang Chu, open the door!" Su Zhongjun immediately chased after him and slapped the door vigorously, "A word can't explain anything, maybe she just, just wrote it casually?" ”

Su Wanru looked confused: "Dad, why can't I understand what you're talking about?" ”

"It's all to blame Zhao Yu's erection, what is the "Bodhisattva Man" that you have nothing to do?" Su Zhongjun gritted his teeth, "Take a look at the content of "Bodhisattva Man" for yourself!" ”

"Isn't it good...... Su Wanru flipped through her phone and suddenly realized, "Oh, oh, I know!" ”

I will never see the world, and the days of the world are like years.

Doesn't this sentence mean that the other party has a sweetheart who separates the two places?

My sister is quick and reacts early in the morning.

"I'll tell her." Su Wanru stepped forward and knocked on the door, "Sister, don't be sad first, listen to my sister." ”

There was no response in the room, and Su Wanru didn't care, and continued: "Chu Liumeng's words don't necessarily mean that she is thinking about a man!" ”

Sister Mo Ruo, Su Wanru knows that Su Changchu is not so much sad that Chu Liumeng has a sweetheart, but rather that she is sad that Chu Liumeng is actually interested in men.

"It's been like a year, and you're not thinking about men?" Su Changchu's words echoed, and he sobbed.

"Think about it, that Chu Liumeng is so beautiful, if you really like any man, then the other party won't stay by her side day and night, how can she leave!"

"Woo, that'...... So, how could she write like that? ”

"It's not necessarily thinking about love, it could be friendship, for example, this uh ......" Su Wanru racked her brains to make up possibilities, "For example, she may be thinking about her confidant and friend, female, and the other party is also a talented woman, so I'm thinking about her." ”

"Then why not me!" Su Changchu finally opened the door, his eyes were red, and there were still tears on his face, and he was extremely aggrieved.

Su Zhongjun reacted: "She, she must not know you yet...... Maybe I'm waiting for you, you see, her sentence is like a year in the world, maybe it means that a bosom friend is hard to find, so she is waiting for a bosom friend? ”

"Really?"

"Really, if you think about it, since the original surrender, literati like to use vanilla beauties as a metaphor for their own talents, and you know that this kind of metaphor is very common among literati!" Su Zhongjun explained, "That Chu Liumeng is only eight buckets high, there must be one less bosom friend who can talk to her." ”

Su Wanru echoed: "That's it, sister, don't be sad, maybe you can go to someone's house?" Just like Boya and Ziqi, maybe it will be a good story in the future! ”

"I didn't think about it that much...... I'm satisfied if I can grind and add fragrance to her......" Su Changchu blushed and twisted, "Actually, I've always wanted to write a poem for Chu Liumeng, but I only came up with two sentences, and I wasn't satisfied with how to write the rest of it." ”

Su Zhongjun patted his chest and said, "It's okay, dad is here to help you, you first bring me the two poems you think." ”

"Don't laugh after reading it...... Su Changchu handed a piece of paper to Su Zhongjun, his face was shy and expectant.

"No, no...... Well? ”

Su Zhongjun read the content, he really couldn't laugh, not only couldn't he laugh, he also wanted to cry.

My dear daughter, are you writing love poems to people? I'm not afraid to scare people...... No, you've already scared your dad and me first!

In the lonely study, the Chao Dynasty is alone. (Sitting lonely in the study, thinking about you alone every day.) ）

(This chapter is late, probably yesterday.) Actually, I'm carving, according to the original trend, Chu Liumeng should have a men's plot next, but I didn't expect readers to be so disgusted, I plan to skip that paragraph...... ）