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Fairy Chang'e grabbed it with her bare hands, and a piece of moonlight condensed into a match, enveloping Zhou Rushi and helping him remove all the stains on his body.

"I'm sorry, I'm not very good at sending love poems or something. ”

Besides, people are ashamed, how can a girl write a love letter to a boy, her face has a fever when she listens to it, it's so hot~

Chang'e covered her face, very embarrassed, her beautiful eyes looked at Zhou Ruis through her fingers, and the meaning in her eyes was obvious-why don't you make a love poem for me to give to Ailang (Hou Yi)?

Hou Yi is your boyfriend, or my boyfriend, ahh

The corners of Zhou Ru's eyes twitched, indicating that she was speechless for her ardent expectations for Fairy Chang'e.

"Ahem, fairy, I think it's better for you to come in person to do love poems, otherwise how can you represent your heart?"

Waving his hand, Zhou Ru coughed dryly twice, indicating no.

"However, you came up with the idea of making love poems, and you must make them for me. ”

Belch...... Your thinking logic is a bit bullish, I'm just giving a suggestion, but I don't have that obligation, if Hou Yi is my boyfriend, I won't say a word, I'll do it on the spot, but the problem is that he's not my boyfriend, so 。。。。。。

"Fairy, I can't help you. ”

Shaking his head regretfully, Zhou Ru spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and looked at Fairy Chang'e with his eyes.

And then you see。。。。。。

The iron chopsticks in Chang'e's hand bent down little by little, very terrifying, very cruel.

Zhou Ru shuddered, swallowed his saliva, and watched the pair of chopsticks bend to ninety degrees, and the whole person was not good.

If she had given me a moment, would I still be able to take my life?

The answer is no, it is estimated that the death will be miserable by then.

"Do it or not?"

Fairy Chang'e's face was calm, and when she spoke, she naturally broke her chopsticks, ninety degrees, zero degrees, ninety degrees, zero degrees, and switched back and forth.

Zhou Ru, who was scared, was about to get wet with his pants.

Obviously, this is Fairy Chang'e's ultimatum, if Zhou Ru doesn't agree to make love poems, then the pair of chopsticks will be his fate.

"Fairy, I'll do it, you wait a minute~"

Wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, Zhou Ruye was very aggrieved and regretful in his heart, he secretly scolded himself for being cheap, and reluctantly began to search his intestines and scrape his stomach, carefully recalled the poems he had learned since he was a child, and picked one out and chanted it.

"Linjiang Immortal, Zhou Ruyi. ”

Ahem, I'm sorry, Brother Yan, in order to carry forward your poems in the heavenly court, let's use them once, and hope that you in hell will forgive you a lot.

"After the dream, the stairs are locked, and the curtain hangs low when I wake up. Last year, when the spring hatred came. The flowers fall independently, and the swifts fly together. I remember the first time I saw Xiaofeng, the two hearts of the word Luo Yi, and the pipa strings said lovesickness. At that time, the bright moon was there, and it was back from the clouds. ”

After a Linjiang immortal chant, Chang'e and Jade Rabbit were stunned.

I haven't heard such a beautiful poem for many years.

Oh my God!

Just catch it back, close it in the small black room, and compose poems every day for yourself to appreciate.

In other words, you are so talented, do your parents know?

Chang'e covered her mouth in shock, her beautiful eyes glared at the boss, she couldn't believe that such a beautiful poem came from the mouth of a mortal.

"At that time, the bright moon was there, and I returned to the clouds. ”

Quatrain, there is no better verse than it.

Zhou Ru is you, you're amazing.

Chang'e was shocked, and muttered "The bright moon was there at that time, and the clouds returned", and she almost gave a thumbs up in front of Zhou Ruye.

"Fairy, how is this poem?"

Nervously rubbing his hands and sitting upright, Zhou Ru seemed to have returned to the era when primary school students handed in their homework, and was very anxious waiting for the teacher's correction.

Hmm, how can I say it? It's super good~

Fairy Chang'e was about to praise Zhou Ru for doing a good job in "Linjiang Immortal", but before the words could be spoken, the jade rabbit on the side quietly winked at her.

There is no statement.

"This song "Linjiang Immortal" can only be said to be improvised, you can listen to another song. ”

Chang'e held back the excitement in her heart, looked at Zhou Ruis with a calm face, swept her afterglow, glanced at Yutu, and said lightly.

Make-do?

I'll go, Fairy Chang'e, aren't your requirements too high? You can't even look at classic love poems like "Linjiang Immortal", so what other poems can you see?

Zhou Ru frowned, his brain was running rapidly again, he meditated for a while, and whispered: "Jade furnace incense, red candle tears, biased to the painting hall autumn thoughts." The eyebrows are brittle and thin, the temples are cloudy, and the night is long and cold. Sycamore trees, three more rain, not to leave the love is bitter. A leaf, a sound, the empty steps drip to the light. ”

Beautiful!

My God, it's another beautiful love poem, Zhou Ruyi, you are so talented.

Just hearing this poem almost meandered me, how wonderful it would be to sing it on an instrument.

Chang'e was very excited, and Yutu was very excited, but their faces and expressions at the moment were very calm and natural.

If you can make a good poem, you can make a second and third poem. Fourth......

It's better to take out a few more songs from Zhou Ruyi's mouth, and wait for Ailang Houyi to come back, lie in his arms and read them to him, how Romatik it should be.

A little heart liver was pounding wildly, Chang'e coughed lightly twice, tried her best to hide her excitement, and said in a flat tone: "This song is also average, listen to another one." ”

This is a love poem by Wen Tingjun, a poet of the graceful school.

This is all ordinary, so who can be not ordinary? Li Bai, Du Fu, Bai Juyi?

But most of their masterpieces are lyrics, and few of them describe love or resentment~

Zhou Ru opened his mouth, indicating that his head was big.

He didn't want to do it, but his eyes swept over the pair of curved, straight, bent, and straight iron chopsticks, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and his head was about to grow bigger.

Isn't it okay for me to make a song?

"Fairy, the last one, in general, the kid has no choice. ”

"Well, it's just three things, I understand this truth, you let go of the composition, and after finishing this song, I will definitely not embarrass you. ”

This is what you said ~ Hoo ~ breathed a sigh of relief, Zhou Ru used his brain for the third time, from the Chinese poetry library in his mind, after thinking hard, and finally found a poem, Niu B can no longer Niu B.

Hmph~ Picky fairy Chang'e, I hope I can get into your eyes this time.

"A cut of plums. Zhou Ruyi, cough cough ~ (look at Master Li Qingzhao, there is knowledge underground, forgiveness is a ~). The red lotus fragrance remnants of jade in autumn, lightly dissolve Luo Shang, and go on the Lanzhou alone. Who in the clouds sends the brocade book, when the goose word returns, the moon is full in the west building. Flowers float and water flow freely, a kind of lovesickness, two sorrows. There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I frowned, but I was in my heart. ”

Deep longing is mixed with deep sadness, and Zhou Ru has just finished reading Li Qingzhao's "A Cut of Plums".

The beautiful Chang'e was stunned, and the chopsticks naturally slipped from her hand and smashed on the table.

There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I frowned, but I was in my heart. ”

"Woo~"