Chapter Forty-Eight: The Preface to the Collection of Small Pavilions
Wang Ba pointed at Jiang Wangyang very unhappily and said, "You will say that people are annoying, but Fairy Yun has been doing this kind of thing for a few years." What do you have to say about people?"
"This is also a ha!" Jiang Wangyang really has nothing to say about others, after all, it has been several years. Almost ten years have passed since she left!
Soon it will be Jiang Wangyang's seventeenth birthday, ten years! That's really ten years!
She's been gone for so long, but there's no way she's been in the playing position since the first year she came in. However, there are certainly four or five years at the least, and seven or eight years at the most. Thinking of this, Jiang Wangyang couldn't help but be a little discouraged and disappointed!
It's been so long, but I'm really lonely.
However, this time he is really ruthless, he has not been back for so long, or in other words, he has never been to the Jiang family, and in addition, Jiang Wangyang also knows about it from Wang Ba, and the people of Qingyun Sect can still go back. It is...
He thought about it for a while, and the next scene became more and more grandiose, and even Jiang Wangyang was a little confused. Soon, the legendary cloud fairy spoke.
"Today, we're changing our usual style. For the time being, it is not better than piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but only poetry and songs. It is said that there are many people who covet my position as the first fairy of Fengyang, so we decided to set this year's fairy selection and poetry and song competition for one day. ”
"In five days, please come here early. This time, there really wasn't much time, and there were some man-made, irresistible factors. ”
Hearing Fairy Yun's words, many people were there to applaud and sigh.
"Che, is there still such a practice and saying?"
"Today's game, how is it a match?"
"This time, I'm only recruiting five people, and some special sisters are also there, so..."
Hearing Yun Fairy's words, the others were also looking forward to it. It's like, they're really there. It's just that the Qingyun Sect is already strictly controlled, otherwise how could something happen if you play something like this? Or rather, basically nothing has ever happened.
Looking at the eagerness of the people around him, Dongfang Yunfei frowned and hesitated, then paused and said: "Today's topic is to take this scene and write two poems and songs!"
Yo, one song is not enough, there are still two more songs, this is also...
But such a question will definitely not stop him Jiang Wangyang, you must know that he used to be a little expert in reciting poems at school, and he is afraid of chicken feathers!
Don't be cowardly, just do it!
Many people began to write on the side, Jiang Wangyang thought for a while, and began to write. He chose two articles that are very suitable for this place, revised them, and his pen is like a cloud, and it is still a little embarrassing to be a little embarrassed by the dog-like words.
However, this does not affect the play.
Among them, there are many who scratch their ears and cheeks and don't know what to write. There is also the kind of one that looks light and calm, but full of confidence. There is also a kind of person who doesn't care when he looks at it, but his body trembles with excitement, and even his steps are a little vain.
Soon, their respective manuscripts were handed in, and Jiang Wangyang's was not finished yet.
All of a sudden, he became the center of attention. How long will this kid write?
Jiang Wangyang was also a little embarrassed, who knew that he would finish writing it at once.
This feeling of suddenly becoming the focus of attention is not pleasant at all? You must know that Jiang Wangyang has always been a little transparent in the past. Of course, in addition to playing games, he can unleash his youth on the battlefield!
Finally, he put pen to paper in front of everyone.
Among them, there are also a few unhappy Jiang Wangyang who are talking cool on the side.
"Just look at that kid's pretend, don't think that he can attract the attention of Yun Fairy by dragging something like this, maybe what kind of garbage is written!"
"Aren't there many such people, aren't they just pretending to be forced? Look, how well he pretends to be, don't everyone pay attention? When the time comes, we will wait for the cloud fairy. I'd like to see what this kid writes. ”
"Oh, let's be honest, don't laugh either. Maybe someone can get the first place!hahahahaha
As he spoke, one of the boys kept slapping his thighs with laughter!
When these two drafts were handed to Yun Xianzi, she didn't have a good impression at first sight. Just take the font that has been pulled by the dog's paws, who wants to see it?
"Take it down!" she called out to the maid next to her without raising her head, and the maidservant stepped forward to do so. However, when a few of these words fell in Dongfang Yunfei's eyes, she hurriedly poured and called her maidservant: "Don't move, bring it over and let me take a closer look." ”
At this time, Ben Lao and the others were ready to watch the excitement, who knew that Yun Xianzi really stopped people. This matter is really embarrassing.
She muttered as she watched, as if she was reminiscing.
"Good poetry, good articles, good talent! Today, I only receive him alone. If you have talent, what more can you ask for!"
After she said this, the others were shocked on the spot. Why? Because I'm not convinced. How can the five people who said yes change their hexagram halfway?
"Cloud Fairy, what about us?"
"Except for the master who wrote this poem, nothing else is seen!" Dongfang Yunfei's words were very cold and resolute!
The people around him were not convinced: "Why?
"There is no reason, otherwise I will read out what he wrote for everyone to hear, after listening, who else has a better work than his, I Dongfang Yunfei, waiting for his visit at any time!"
The rest of the people listened, and made it clear that they couldn't eat grapes and said that the grapes were sour: "Waiting for you, who believes it?"
"It's not going to be some kind of dark box operation, it's going to be a dark operation!
Dongfang Yunfei hesitated for a moment, and cleared his throat twice.
"The kiosk set the order. ”
Hearing this name, others thought it was quite ordinary. I don't know, there is anything that can make Yun Fairy look at it.
"Nine years of Fengyang, the age is ugly, at the beginning of the twilight of spring, will be in the small pavilion of Qingyun Mountain Yin, and repair things. ”
This was partially changed by Jiang Wangyang, and everyone felt that it was nothing after listening to the first sentence.
"The sages are complete, and the young are salty. ”
"There are lofty mountains and mountains here, lush forests and bamboos, and there are clear streams and turbulent currents, reflecting the left and right, leading to the flow of the winding water, and the second place is seated. Although there is no silk bamboo orchestra, a song is enough to tell the romance. ”
Hearing this, many people seemed to have really seen this scene. However, this picture seems to represent a bamboo forest. There are clear streams and rapids, and there are lush forests and bamboos. However, it does not affect you to continue to listen.
"It's a sunny day, the weather is clear, and the wind is smooth. Looking up at the vastness of the universe and looking down at the prosperity of the category, it is enough to enjoy the entertainment of audio-visual and believe in Cola. ”
At the time of this sentence, everyone felt that they had gained something, but they couldn't touch it. It's a wonderful feeling!
They soon got drunk here, and willingly continued to listen without further rebuttals.