Chapter 43: Squeezing out the memory thesaurus

The woman said softly: "What this son said is reasonable, it seems that the son is proficient in piano skills?" ”

glanced at Zhou Ningchuan and smiled.

"Joked, I'm not proficient, and I can even say that the number of times I've seen the piano doesn't add up to a single hand." Zhou Ningchuan stretched out his palm.

"That boy must be proficient in painting."

"No, how can I say it, other people's paintings are for the people of Yixiang to enjoy, and I paint, but for the people of Yixiang to laugh at them."

Zhou Ningchuan is not blowing, when he was in elementary school, he took art class, and every time Zhou Ningchuan finished painting, he was definitely the one who shocked the whole class, almost every time, he would be lifted above his head by other naughty partners and parade in the class.

"Oh? I saw that the head of the son was the Tao, and there was no difference between the original meaning of the painting on the qin, how could it be that the qin was not proficient, and the painting was not proficient? Isn't Childe Mo being modest? ”

The woman thought that Zhou Ningchuan must be modest.

"Of course I'm not modest, I really won't, I'm not lying, you can see it, I'm just a little catcher, I haven't read it in private school, how can it be these elegant things."

The woman didn't say anything more, but said to the maid on the side, "Look at the tea." ”

The maid brought two cups of tea and placed them on the stone table.

Mu Chonghao said: "Thank you girl for watching the tea." ”

Then he said: "Girl, let me tell you, this guy can deceive me so hard." ”

Zhou Ningchuan: "??? ”

looked at Mu Chonghao with a speechless expression, at this moment Mu Chonghao was like a little daughter-in-law looking for someone to complain, and she almost pulled the woman's sleeve and cried earth-shattering ghosts.

I'm afraid there's something wrong with this Mu Chonghao, right?

When did I cheat you so hard? Even if it's a lie, what do you say to this strange woman when you come up?

Self-cooked?

Social?

Aren't you afraid that people and girls will treat you like crazy?

"Oh?" The woman picked up the teacup, covered her face, and took a sip of tea.

Mu Chonghao said very energetically: "I met him today, it was this day, he didn't know how many times he lied to me, before, when I first met him, he turned out to be a poem, and he told me that he had never read a book, and he deceived me." ”

"It's really not that I lied to you, if you don't believe it, you can ask in Qinghe County if I, Zhou Ningchuan, have ever read."

"I don't believe what you say now, and you just now, I asked you if you ever thought about reading, what did you tell me, you told me that you can't do it, and when you talk about flowers and plants, you are talking about the Tao."

"That doesn't prove anything, I'm just talking nonsense, just like now, just to show what I can see." Zhou Ningchuan Road.

"I believe you're a ghost." Mu Chonghao said.

"If you don't believe it, forget it, I'm too lazy to say it."

Zhou Ningchuan took a sip of tea, on this hot day, after saying so much, he had already had a dry mouth.

I drank it in one sip, nodded with satisfaction, and said: "This tea is good, it has a clear fragrance, the taste is fresh, the entrance has a light fragrance, and the feeling is more refreshing. ”

Hearing this, Mu Chonghao was stunned at first, and the woman's fingers plucking the strings also stopped.

Both of them looked at Zhou Ningchuan.

"Tea is not drunk, everyone is drunk?" The woman muttered softly, tasting Zhou Ningchuan's poems.

"Good poetry, it goes well with this tea, you kid, still pretending, and saying that you haven't read a book, this literary style is extraordinary, and the export is a poem, and it is so wonderful." Mu Chonghao exclaimed.

Zhou Ningchuan was stunned, and immediately said, "Haven't you even heard of this poem?" Isn't this a classic phrase for tasting this tea? ”

Speechless.

Suddenly, with a pat on his forehead, he forgot that in another world, the people of this world, of course, had not heard of this poem.

Embarrassed.

"I guess you're not trying to say that this poem was written by the sages, are you? Don't pretend, I've seen you through. ”

Mu Chonghao said, he already knows Zhou Ningchuan's temperament, saying that he doesn't understand anything, in fact, he knows more than anyone else, and he likes to show off, and when he shows off, he says that he can't, it's just fooling.

To put it bluntly, I just like to pretend to be invisible.

"It's a real misunderstanding." Zhou Ningchuan didn't know what to say, I'm afraid that I can't wash it if I jump into the Yellow River?

Forget it, he thinks it's okay.

Mu Chonghao put his hand on Zhou Ningchuan's shoulder and said, "Don't be modest, be modest, be moderate, be too modest, it will only backfire." ”

"Childe's sentence is indeed quite literary, and being able to hear Childe's sentence and taste tea makes the little woman worthwhile." The woman said softly.

"It's funny, I'm with the temple...... Brother Mu is just here to enjoy the coolness, and it is worth the trip to meet the girl and watch the tea with the girl. Zhou Ningchuan said with a smile.

Mu Lianyi asked puzzledly, "Was that a poem just now?" Is it well written? ”

Mu Chonghao touched his forehead and said, "You know how to play all day long, of course you don't know how to evaluate poetry, I look at you, after you go back, take a few poems and learn." ”

"No, that thing is too boring." Mu Ripple shook his head decisively, and then stepped aside, not participating in the matter between them readers, but still pricked up one ear and eavesdropped on their conversation.

Zhou Ningchuan looked at the rose next to him and said, "I don't know if this rose was planted by the girl?" ”

"Yes and no, I am not from Qinghe County, my family is in business, there are some shops in Qinghe County, this year I came with my father to take care of the business, my father knew that I liked these, so I asked people to repair these in this shady place."

"I see."

"It's a coincidence that I'm not from Qinghe County, so it's a great honor to be able to meet the two of you on the first day when I come to Qinghe County to play." Mu Chonghao said with a smile.

The woman smiled but said nothing.

Zhou Ningchuan said: "I don't feel honored at all, I almost lost my life." ”

"Huh?"

Mu Lianyi stabbed Zhou Ningchuan in the waist with a sword in the back, so frightened that Zhou Ningchuan almost fell to the ground, this thing is poisonous.

Behind the waist?

Mu Chonghao said: "Brother Zhou, I see that when you talk about this rose, is it a great poetry again?" Isn't this a poem? ”

Zhou Ningchuan: "......"

"Look at what you said, I'll forget about writing poetry, and I won't be ashamed." Zhou Ningchuan said, what level he is, he still has self-knowledge, except for poetry, he can't fart.

What is the meaning of carrying poetry, who is a serious person who does this, it is detrimental to yin morality.

The poems that the predecessors worked so hard to write were copied by you like this, and Zhou Ningchuan himself felt that his conscience could not pass.

Childe laughed.

Mu Chonghao said in Zhou Ningchuan's ear: "Don't pretend, modesty can't be eaten, I will only think that you are hypocritical, I think this woman is definitely not something that my handsome face can shake, I need your literary talent, on." ”

The corners of Zhou Ningchuan's mouth twitched, and he said, "Then I'll be ugly." ”

Zhou Ningchuan got up and walked around the pavilion, his brain was running rapidly, and in a short period of time, he memorized all three hundred Tang poems silently, looking for suitable verses.

It can be said that he has squeezed out the last bit of his memory thesaurus.