"This is the poetry club, how did these two goods get in?"

"Such an elegant thing, two flies were stirred in, and it was disappointing. ”

"Fan Tong won't look at the face of the county order and give them the back door, right?"

It may also be for Li Fuyou's sake. ”

"Hey, you're not right, these two really came in with poetry today. ”

This scholar was in the back, and he knew a lot about how Xie Changan and the others got into the Happy Building.

Several scholars looked back at the scholar together, "Can the two of them compose poems?"

Xie Changan made a bullshit poem, but he couldn't stand one person-mother, this person is handsome, but his character is not good, he is willing to fall, he opened his eyes and said beautiful words, and he was stunned to carry the poem up, and Fan Tong had to let Xie Changan in. ”

"As for Li Fuyou. The handsome man ran a bookstore, copied fragments of poetry from an unknown poem and mixed in. ”

"Isn't it Fan Tong who let them go through the back door. ”

These discussions spread everywhere, and soon the single room on the second floor next to it, Xian Yu, they also knew.

"This Fan Tong is getting more and more unruly, when will he be able to copy poems and come in?" Xian Yu pouted.

Ling Ran, who said this, completely forgot that he had hired someone to write poems before.

It was this time, because he stepped into the eighth grade, he was good at thinking, and he really wrote a poem mixed in.

In Xie Changan's private room, the two of them were looking after Bai and Hook.

"I say, you two are gentle. Xie Changan said.

The hook didn't care, "The bead curtain hangs, faintly, and they can't see it." ”

Li Fuyou rolled his eyes, "Nonsense, it's because I can't see it that I let the two of you be gentle." ”

The scholars outside thought it was the two of them who made the sound.

"That's right. ”

Gu Baiyi pointed at the hook rhetorically, "You eat better, don't be abrupt." ”

With that, he brought a plate of crispy yellow to himself.

"Hey, you, you're still talking about me. The hook was not convinced.

This crispy yellow belly is so delicious and addictive.

Gu Bai smiled lightly, "I'm just a beauty." ”

Hook rolled her eyes, she often had nothing to say because of her son-in-law's cheekiness.

On the high platform outside, Meng Xiaoxi was not distracted by the faint noise.

She was engrossed in the piano, her fingers plucked up and down, her red sleeves fluttered, and the beads on the hairpin swayed, making people dizzy.

When the sound of the piano was flying, she lightly opened her lips, and the melodious poems sang out of her mouth and wound around the beam.

Gu Bai stopped the crisp yellow du, and wanted to eat the hook, but he was also stopped by him.

He closed his eyes and listened, enjoying himself.

In this world, poetry is sung.

The singing voice is close to the Kunqu opera of the previous life, tactful and beautiful, singing and sighing.

Naturally, it is not necessarily the same, and has its own characteristics.

Art is connected.

Gu Bai learned opera in his previous life, but now when he heard Meng Xiaoxi singing, his heart was scratched all of a sudden, and he was immersed in it.

To his ears, Meng Xiaoxi's attainments in music are much higher than her appearance.

She sings with a strong sense of imagery, which can mobilize all kinds of delicate emotions in people's hearts, and turn tactfully thousands of times.

When the song was over, Gu Bai couldn't help but clap his hands, "Wonderful, wonderful." ”

This one was very abrupt, especially the applause.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were once again focused on the single room where Xie Changan was.

Xie Changan was a little uncomfortable at first, and then he came to his senses, it was already wonderful, why can't he praise it.

So, he also learned from Gu Bai and clapped his hands.

Meng Xiaoxi stood up and gently saluted Xie Chang'an in the single room where they were, "Gongzi Xie praised it. ”

As the owner of the poetry club, before appearing, she had memorized the names of all the sons in the single room.

Meng Xiaoxi then said a few more words, but Gu Bai didn't listen to them.

He's in a hurry.

For Gu Bai, there are only two things that cannot be disappointed in the past and present life, one is opera, and the other is food.

He saw that neither of them could walk.

After a while, Meng Xiaoxi continued to sing a little song, and Gu Bai reluctantly gave up the wine and food and listened quietly.

When he got to the end of the fun, Gu Bai would even tap on the table and close his eyes to taste.

Xie Changan and Wang Shouyi glanced at each other, and finally looked at the hook, and opened their mouths silently: "Your son still has this elegance?"

The hook pouted.

She would tell them that Gu Bai had plans to open a bookstore in the pear orchard?

She wouldn't tell them that Gu Bai had said that when he had the money, he must form a troupe by himself.

After a few more tunes, Meng Xiaoxi got up and kicked off today's theme - poetry meeting.

Gu Bai didn't care about this anymore.

He tasted wine, chatted, and thought in his heart, if Meng Xiaoxi sang "The Peony Pavilion", it would be a match made in heaven.

Of course, he was just thinking about it.

"Lao Gu, Lao Gu?"

Xie Changan pushed Gu Bai.

"What's wrong?"

Gu Bai came back to his senses and looked at Xie Changan puzzled.

"It's up to you. ”

Li Fuyou pushed the pen and paper in his hand to Gu Bai.

Wang Shouyi cheered for Gu Bai, "Old Gu, if we don't lose face, it's up to you if you can't be in the limelight." ”

It turned out that after the poetry meeting began, under the coaxing of Xian Yu next to him, almost everyone unanimously thanked Chang'an and them for taking the lead in composing poems.

The reasons they find are also high-sounding.

"Since Gongzi Xie can compose poems to enter the building, it must be extremely easy to compose another poem. Xian Yu said through the bead curtain.

"It's extreme, it's extreme, Chaowen said, Xi can die, we can't wait to read Xie Gongzi's masterpiece. ”

Xie Changan couldn't delay it, so he could only agree and let Gu Bai make a move.

"It's about Meng Xiaoxi. Li Fuyou reminded Gu Bai in a low voice.

Meng Xiaoxi will go to Huiji County, and when the time comes, it is indispensable to use poems and tunes to become famous.

This poetry meeting is set up for this purpose.

In this way, it is not surprising that Meng Xiaoxi himself is the theme.

"Gongzi Xie, hurry up, it won't be impossible to write, right?" Xian Yu urged in the private room next to him.

Behind these words, a group of scholars were laughing, obviously there were not a few people who wanted to see Xie Changan's jokes.

"I can write it, but it's still a fragment. Gu Bai reminded Xie Changan in a low voice.

"Look at me. ”

Xie Changan raised his voice and said: "Oh, this is an article, writing poetry, and paying attention to inspiration, not something that I can write if I want to." ”

Xian Yu was happy, "It seems that Gongzi Xie can't write it?" That's right, Gongzi Xie is not the material for writing poetry in the first place. Just look at the sour poems written by her sister. ”

The scholars laughed.

Xie Changan was furious, "Who, who said that they can't write poetry, it's just..."

"The article is made by nature, and it is a clever hand. Gu Bai reminded him in a low voice.

Xie Changan didn't understand for a while, but he still read it out according to Gu Bai's words.

"The article is natural, and the magic hand can get it?" Meng Xiaoxi's eyes lit up.

Many scholars are also smacking.

This poem tastes like it.

Seeing this, Xie Changan actually stopped them, and couldn't help but have confidence.

He continued: "So, we only have a fragment here. ”

"However, don't worry, we can cover the whole audience with a broken stamp!"

Xie Changan didn't care what the result was, he blew the cowhide out first.