Chapter 175 Chant Minor: "Senior brother, how are you doing this seven-word quatrain?" Mu Hanfeng said triumphantly. "Although it is not as subtle as the ancestors, it also has a unique flavor. ”

"This kind of bullshit poetry can be chanted ten times when a talented person pees in the house. Liang Xi endured so much that his stomach was about to cramp, and he held back a smile and said: "Senior brother is indeed very literate, good sentences are natural, and the little brother admires them." ”

Mu Hanfeng glanced at Liang Xi in surprise: "The last two sentences of the junior brother just now are also very exciting, did you do it yourself or did you listen to which master chanted?"

I can read fart poems is good sentences, and the wonderful poems that others say are plagiarism, seeing that this guy has no one in his eyes, if it weren't for the embarrassment, Xue Yurou would definitely kick him in the ass.

She was just curious now, why Liang Xi was so good at talking today.

blindly succumbs to flattery, not at all like the usual him.

Liang Xi smiled modestly: "Senior brother, look at what you said, junior brother, I haven't studied in private school for a few years, and the two sentences I just said were copied from others." ”

Mu Hanfeng let out a long sigh, as if he had expected it: "I'll just say, it depends on how you can write a poem." ”

Xue Yurou saw him belittle Liang Xi again and again, and couldn't help but snort heavily.

The rest of the disciples saw that Liang Xi's temperament was completely inconsistent with the rumors, and they immediately felt that he was just a deceptive among the new disciples, and most of the so-called rumors were made up by others.

"However, I just listened to my brother's teachings, and I suddenly had an inspiration and came up with a little poem. Just when everyone was thinking about it, Liang Xi suddenly said with a smile.

"Hey, can you actually come up with a poem?" Mu Hanfeng looked surprised, but soon showed a natural expression, "It's normal to be a little inspired after listening to me recite poems, after all, many people can write good articles and read good poems, and they are inspired after seeing similar articles and poems." ”

Without waiting for Liang Xi to speak, he first planned Liang Xi's poems to be inspired based on his forehead, so that if Liang Xi's poems are better than his, Mu Hanfeng can be said to be inspired by himself, if he is not good at his own, it should be, and the imitation will never be as good as the original.

Xue Yurou sighed faintly, just heard Liang Xi say that he wanted to recite poetry, and expected him to be able to overwhelm this empty-eyed Mu Hanfeng in terms of literary talent, how did he know that Mu Hanfeng was so treacherous.

However, the other disciples still had a little luck with Liang Xi, after all, some of them had seen Liang Xi's magic with their own eyes, such as fighting for the Yunlu Immortal Residence to find a place for the Tianling Sect, and having the courage to challenge the Sun Hall Master of the Discipline Hall, these things made the rest of the disciples hope that Liang Xi could show the rumored strength.

Liang Xi coughed and said, "Senior brother, I want to read this poem is different from your genre, I'll say it first, don't laugh." ”

After speaking, Liang Xi's eyes were deep, and his eyes were so melancholy that he looked at the sky in the distance and slowly groaned: "Sometimes, I deliberately let your favorite flowers bloom in the wrong season, and the sound of your swaying oars in the moonlight is rippling and out of proportion. In the afternoon, I will hide under a leisurely falling flower for a rest, and you pretend to be a strange passer-by to steal the good time when the peach blossoms have accumulated. ”

Xue Yurou only felt her heartstrings tremble violently, as if a stone had fallen into a small lake that was not alarming, rippling in a circle.

Liang Xi's poem is completely different from the current mainstream poetry genre, and it can't even be considered a poem at all.

But the emotions between the lines are extremely moving, coupled with Liang Daguan's passionate performance, everyone present is completely caught in that warm and charming picture.

Liang Xi was originally a fortune teller in Yangdu City, and it was easy to fool these young disciples who didn't have much experience.

At this moment, he wanted to laugh in his heart, but he wanted to pretend to be indifferent and far-reaching, which really made him extremely painful.

Seeing his deep appearance, some female disciples who were so moved in their hearts suddenly raised Liang Xi's image to an unprecedented height.

The suave and suave Yushu Linfeng used it on Liang Daguan at this moment is simply an insult to his style.

After listening to Liang Xi's recitation, Mu Hanfeng shouted in his heart that it was terrible, it turned out that this kid had left a hand.

Although Mu Hanfeng is arrogant, after all, he was born in a family of eunuchs, and his education since childhood has given him a certain ability to appreciate poetry.

His own bullshit poems and Liang Xi's strokes are simply stinky shit.

For a while, his face swelled and turned the color of pork liver, and his eyes flickered when he looked at Liang Xi, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Liang Xi felt the admiring eyes of the disciples around him when they looked at him, and he was extremely proud in his heart when he pretended to succeed, and glanced in the direction of Xue Yurou, and saw that the little girl was covering her mouth, and there seemed to be tears flashing in the corners of her eyes, and she suddenly felt itchy in her heart: "Moved, moved, it's best to be moved to warm Lao Tzu's bed at night." ”

However, to Liang Xi's disappointment, it didn't take long for Xue Yurou to regain her clear look, and her heart fluctuated as if it was another person just now.

"This girl is very good at restraining her own heart. Liang Xi nodded secretly.

"Senior brother, senior brother, what's wrong with you, senior brother?" Seeing Mu Hanfeng standing motionless on the fairy sword, Liang Xi suddenly leaned over and said loudly, scaring Mu Hanfeng so much that he almost fell headlong.

"No, it's nothing, the junior brother's poems are very well done, very good. Mu Hanfeng stammered.

After this experience, he faintly felt that he had underestimated this junior brother.

Just now blindly boasting about himself, but at this moment, he was easily stepped on by others, Mu Hanfeng's intestines were all remorseful, what did he say about writing poetry just now! Before leaving, Chen Shuci reminded himself several times to be careful of this Liang Xi, and his mind was still hot and his way was still in his way.

However, Mu Hanfeng made a wedding dress for Liang Xi, and he couldn't show a trace of dissatisfaction, and the feeling of knocking out his teeth and swallowing blood made him as depressed as he wanted.

"It's all taught by my senior brother, and the most I usually do is to do yin words such as 'good figure, feel out, good kung fu, sunrise', and I can't get on the stage. Liang Xi said with a smile, and what he said made several female disciples around him blush, and they took a few sips.

Seeing that he looked cheap and well-behaved, Xue Yurou showed a shallow smile.

It's just that she hasn't realized that Liang Xi's words just now have left an indelible shadow in her heart.

On the road behind, Mu Hanfeng closed his mouth and stopped talking, and the speed of everyone's progress suddenly became a lot faster.

Liang Xi shrank at the back of the team and was dissatisfied: "I helped the chick so much, she didn't even say a word of thanks, at least let me kiss it, I really can't suffer a loss, let her kiss it." ”

Xue Yurou originally wanted to slow down and come to the back of the team to thank Liang Xi, but when she saw Liang Daguan's eyes glowing with a smile, and she didn't know what she was thinking, Xue Yurou felt disgusted in her heart, so she simply continued to keep a certain distance from him.

The group hurried away, and half an hour later, Liang Xi heard a female disciple beside him whisper: "We have arrived!"