There is a temple in the backyard of Taoyuan, and the area of the temple is only large compared to the ancient buildings in the front yard, but in terms of height, the temple has only one floor, which is not as high as the three floors of the ancient building.

The temple is a rectangular building with a total area of 1,000 square meters. The windows on both sides were all opened to let in the outside light, and the roof of the temple also lowered a dull yellow light.

Long head-to-toe tables are placed on either side of the temple, and there are two such long tables, which are intended for the guests, each with a cushion where they sit cross-legged, and each guest is served a prepared snack in front of them.

There is a square stage in the middle, you don't have to think about it to know what it is for, the ancients said that they can sing and dance, poetry and songs, how can there be no dance, Zeng Le followed Li Zekai together, found a corner seat and sat down, they are new members, they must not go to the core area, the main reason is that Zeng Le doesn't want to be in the limelight, just take a look.

As all the guests entered, Taoyuan maids dressed like ancient ladies appeared one by one, each with a charming appearance, all of them were young and beautiful girls, walking over one after another with dinner plates. At this time, Zeng Le can be regarded as understanding why Lu Qianji is dressed like a cross-traveling ancient, because the people here are all dressed in Hanfu and dream of returning to the Han Dynasty.

Soon, Lu Qianji took Wang Haoran and Brother Xiao to the stage, and all the guests sat down, and Wang Haoran and Brother Xiao naturally sat in the main seat in the center. With Lu Qianji's announcement, a few opening words fell, and the Taoyuan Poetry and Song Meeting officially began.

"The first item, which is also a cliché program every year, please bring out the new lyrics that have been prepared, and my Lu family will select this year's leader on behalf of Taoyuan! It's going to be 30 minutes, so get ready! ”

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere of the scene immediately began to liven, and everyone picked up their pens and wrote the lyrics they brought on the fine paper prepared by the Taoyuan ladies.

"What kind of show is this?"

Zeng Le and Li Zekai glanced at each other, the two brothers were blind, they came for the first time, they didn't know the clichés, they looked at each other and smiled.

"Come on, let's just watch the fun."

Zeng Le didn't know the rules, so naturally he couldn't participate, so he sat next to him with Li Zekai and watched the excitement.

Lu Qianji was the referee alone, from the beginning to the end in the middle, walked to Zeng Le, and said hello to the two happily.

"Zeng Le, Li Zekai, the first time you two came, you don't know about this show, but you can also participate, if any of you are talented, this is the stage for the show."

"What rules?"

"Poetry and songs, any one is fine, modern songs are fine, but you have to compose your own music, you can find someone to sing it, and our Lu family will choose the leader."

"What's in it for the leader?"

Lu Qianji cleared his throat and said solemnly:

"There are benefits, naturally, for example, you have the opportunity to borrow the right to use Taoyuan for one day from my Lu family, and you can hold a banquet."

"That's it?"

Zeng Le pursed his lips, he really couldn't look down on it, running this broken yard, so big, how many people could use it for hospitality? No, just such a name as Taoyuan, if you invite your business partners over, you will naturally have a light on your face, but it is useless to have face! He didn't want to save face, he just wanted to make money, what's the use of being the leader.

"Pouting what? Looking down on my Taoyuan? I'm telling you, even if you don't need it, you can sell it to anyone who wants to use it, once a year, and the opportunity will never come again! Did you know how much someone bid to buy the right to use this day? ”

"How much? Can it still exceed 100 million? ”

Lu Qianji pursed his lips.

"Are you talking about money now, and the unit is using 100 million? You've only known Wang Haoran for a few hours? Bad school? Ten million! This is just the right to use, if we use the things and people of our Lu family, we have to calculate the money separately, and after a banquet, there is no 20 million that cannot be served. ”

"Ah Le, 20 million is a lot, this is every year, what industry can make 20 million a year? That's just one day's rent in Taoyuan! Look at me, I've saved up tens of millions of dollars after saving up for so many years, and I basically invested it in you. ”

"Hehe, it's me who has a big breath."

Zeng Le took the paper and pen from Lu Qianji, but he didn't know what to write, so he raised his head and asked Lu Qianji:

"Pop songs are okay too?"

"I said, you have to compose music, you have to find someone to sing it. Okay, you're busy, it's okay if you can't write it, just join in the fun, the highlight is not here, I'll be busy first. ”

Lu Qianji is a referee, so he naturally has to go around and answer everyone's questions, which one of you is not the son of a big family? It's just that Zeng Le doesn't know these individuals at all, only that their temperament is not ordinary.

Picking up a pen to write, he couldn't write it, he suddenly remembered Mu Qinghua, and remembered that Mu Qinghua also had this kind of bookishness, as well as the Nalan words that she recommended him to read.

"Wait, in this era, isn't that studio still set up?"

Zeng Le remembered one thing, his heart was happy, he recalled the lyrics of a song in his previous life, and wrote it on a blank piece of paper with a big grin.

"What's the matter, Ah Le, you're inspired?"

"There it is."

There was a circle of people around Lu Qianji's side, all of whom were sons of families, and they were all holding papers full of words in their hands, as if they were rushing for the exam, which was indeed unprecedented, and the atmosphere was good.

"Ah Le, you write first, I'll go to Lu Gongzi's side to join in the fun, maybe I can get to know one or two people."

"Okay, there you go."

Li Zekai was not interested in the hobbies of these literati and ink writers, he wanted to make friends with some powerful people, and these sons of the family were the best objects, just because Lu Qianji was still interested in giving himself face, so he leaned over and chatted with those people.

But everyone's topics are on the leader, and they are all writing poems and songs, Li Zekai has too little ink in his stomach, so he can only use the old bottom of the cultural class to deal with them, which caused everyone to roll their eyes.

Zeng Le's side, but he was lost in writing, the more he wrote, the more he wrote, the faster he wrote, the main thing was that he didn't remember it clearly at first, but as he sang it, he recalled the whole picture of the song.

"Carved flowers in your hands! The blade twists and turns into a painting! …… Gray hair on the pillow of vigorous quicksand! Wine in a glass gesture! Young and elegant fresh clothes angry horses! It's just a moment! …… A body of cream! Whoever lifts the pen only two lines! Change your health! This vicissitudes of dissipation! You're still in my heart! ”

An ancient style lyrics and song, as Zeng Le evoked the last two words "on the heart", the lyrics were copied, Zeng Le didn't have the style to adapt the original song, and he didn't know what rhetoric to use, so he simply copied it all, anyway, this song didn't come out at this time.

"Miss! Look at this man! The writing is a mess, ugly and dead, like a worm crawling! Wasted a good piece of rice paper! ”

Zeng Le came back to his senses from the paper and also heard the voice of a person next to him, Zeng Le turned around and found that two Hanfu girls were standing behind him looking at him, and one of them was leaning over to read what Zeng Le wrote.

The girl who spoke, her identity should also be a girl, because she wore a girl's typical bun, as for the one who was interested in what Zeng Le wrote, it should be a young lady who was everyone's daughter, and her bearing was not comparable to ordinary people, and the fragrance of the book was stronger than Mu Qinghua, I don't know how much I read.

This so-called book aroma is not an ethereal thing, but a person's eyes to see if there is anything in them. People who like to read and often read books, their eyes are different from ordinary people, they are used to reading words, so they see people and things are a little blurry, and their eyes are not focused on external objects at all, and because of reading books for a long time, their eyes can always be gathered in one place, and they are very serious, which is something that no one can imitate.

And this girl, wearing a beige Hanfu silk gown, warm colors, but showing a luxurious temperament, at first glance is a genuine rarity, and her delicate eyebrows are better than Mu Qinghua, must be from the family accumulated over the years, in Zeng Le's opinion, such a beauty is really like Yan Ruyu who came out of calligraphy and painting.

"The girl is interested in what I write?"

"Reading."

Only two words back, indicating that the other party is fascinated.

Until the end, the girl let out a sigh of relief, there was a bit of a strange look in her eyes, as if she was surprised, she opened her mouth and asked Zeng Le:

"I see that your rhetoric pays attention to rhyme and smoothness, and some of them are not harmonious in artistic conception, but they are catchy, this son, you write lyrics and songs, right? Is there a sheet music? Can you sing it? ”

The girl's voice was extremely beautiful, like the melting snow in spring, and she melted everything away from just one word.

"Yes! But I can't sing it myself, and I think it's better for this song to be sung by a woman. ”

"I think so too, in terms of artistic conception, it seems that a woman misses her commander lover who went to the battlefield, you teach me, I will sing."

"Miss! How can you sing! ”

The maid behind her said anxiously, trying to persuade her, but she was not qualified to speak, and was blocked by the girl's look.

Zeng Le smiled slightly and said to the girl:

"I'll teach you how to sing this—"

So, Zeng Le began to teach this mysterious girl to sing red wishes sentence by sentence, this song was all the rage in the later era, and when ancient style songs became popular, it caused a trend, and later the studio was established, and the main creative team of this song created several popular ancient style songs.

"Girl, you can give it a try."

"This is great, it's really a novelty, I didn't expect there to be such a song, different from the ancient poetry and songs, and with the elements of modern songs, you are very heartfelt."

The girl seemed to be very excited, but the etiquette she had learned told her that she could not sing in front of Zeng Le, so she secretly tried it in her head and thought it was good. She suddenly burst out with a sentence, which made Zeng Le feel chills.

"With your song alone, you can win this year's leader."

"Miss, where is the thing this man wrote? His words are also very ugly, don't you say that seeing words is like seeing people, he must be a slut! ”

"Uh......"

Zeng Le is full of black lines, where did this girl come from, her mouth is so poisonous, it's right that I write ugly, but it doesn't mean that what I write is not good, don't you see that your young lady is reading it.

Moreover, this girl who suddenly appeared next to her should have a lot of background, and in one sentence said that Zeng Le could win the lead, she was a judge?

"This son, I don't know your name yet, seeing you face to face, you seem to be here for the first time, right?"

"It's definitely the first time I've come, and I don't even know our young lady, phew."

The maid was talking to herself in the back, and neither the girl nor Zeng Le paid attention to her.

"The first time I came, I don't know the rules, please forgive me, don't laugh at me, my name is Zeng Le, I can't think about it."

"Zeng Le, good name, happy not to think about it, you are also interesting, happy not to think about it, okay, what is the name of this song?"

"The name ......"

Zeng Le pulled the rice paper, waved his pen, and added a title.

"Red Wish!"

"Red Zhao Wish...... So that's ......"

The girl seemed to be deep in thought, Zeng Le was very willing to make friends with beautiful girls, so she couldn't help but inquire about her name.

"What's the girl's name?"

Hearing Zeng Le's question, the girl smiled, this smiling face was like a full house of flowers, so that the whole temple was full of brilliance, Zeng Le said, what a peerless beauty.

"It's as rude for you to ask my name like this as it is to ask about my age, but when I see you coming for the first time, I forgive you, your name must not tell you, your song is called Hong Zhaoyuan, you can call me Red Girl."

"Red Girl."

Zeng Le curled the corners of his mouth, watching the girl leave with her chattering maid, and took away her own rice paper, and the old mistake was made again.

"What if this person sang those songs?"