Tang Ranyan glanced at Feng Zhirong and saw that she was asking sincerely, so she also explained: "This is a common poetry club in our Daye capital, some people write poems, some people write poems, and different people write poems and writers; First, the host of the poetry banquet prepares a pair and a pair of lots, and the host of the poetry banquet starts to draw lots in order, and then the host of the poetry banquet begins to compose poems. If it is not good, it depends on whether the poem is bad, or the poem is bad, or the poem is bad, in short, it is mostly punished for drinking, but there are also penalties for performances, such as pianos or other musical instruments. ”

Tang Ranyan finished explaining in one breath and said: "That's a very tiring job, it's okay if you don't participate, you don't have to use your brain and consume physical strength, and there are also people who have a bad brain and are drunk, and let the house slave carry it back, but it's a shame!" ”

Feng Zhirong shuddered when she heard this: "If you want me to memorize poems and deceive people, it's okay, but if you want to compose poems according to the title, it's really terrible!" Although she has memorized books such as rhyme in this life, she has rarely practiced it, and the people in the family have never been strict with her, so she can only deceive people who don't understand in this regard, and she really can't get on the stage.

Tang Ranyan smiled: "Right! It would be possible to make a model according to the rules and regulations, but I don't have that talent! Over the years, I have only participated in a few poetry meetings, and my father asked me not to go out and be embarrassed! ”

Feng Zhirong said curiously: "Sister Tang's father shouldn't be very strict, right?" ”

"It's strict! ......" Tang Ranyan lengthened her tone, as if she was thinking: "It's okay, just don't embarrass him!" As for the rest, he doesn't want to care...... Let's talk about it at home! Do what you want to do, anyway, the door is not out, the second door is not stepping, the door is closed is your own family, how to make trouble! Just don't lift the roof! ”

Feng Zhirong couldn't help but say: "Sister Tang always said that my family is free and I don't need to learn anything, but the rules in my family have to be done well even when I close my eyes." ”

Tang Ranyan said casually: "Could it be that you can sleep at home?" ”

"That's right." Feng Zhirong suddenly remembered the nightmare that until a few years ago, she was always woken up by her nurse in the middle of the night: "My nurse is really terrible, the rule of our family is that you are not allowed to talk in your dreams when you sleep, and you are not allowed to sleep in an improper position. ”

This time, the trembling was replaced by Tang Ranyan: "So strict? ”

Feng Zhirong nodded and said, "When I was younger, I couldn't sleep enough, and I think this is the reason, but now that I am used to it, I have hardly been woken up." ”

Tang Ranyan gestured and gestured with her hand on the top of Feng Zhirong's head at this time, and then said: "No wonder, I always feel that you are short and not in the middle of winter, you must not have slept enough!" ”

Feng Zhirong pursed her lips and said, "I know I'm short, but I'm only ten years old now!" There's always a chance to grow taller. ”

Tang Ranyan shook her head and said, "Who knows? I listen to the heart! Everyone's life has his life, although luck depends on people, but the outline of life remains the same. I wonder how tall this person can grow and whether he is good at writing poetry and writing, maybe it all has something to do with fate. ”

Feng Zhirong didn't agree with this sentence: "I don't know if everyone has his fate, but if this kind of thing that can be learned well with hard work is also fate, I don't dare to agree." ”

Tang Ranyan shook his head and said, "Think about it, someone who spends his life learning a skill may not be able to learn three or five years as a talented person, is this fate?" ”

"This should be considered a good thing!"

Tang Ranyan said: "That's right!" The thing you say, 'each according to his strengths,' is fate, and I think so. ”

Feng Zhirong thought about it, the "life" in Tang Ranyan's mouth at this time may be everyone's talent! Then he said: "I am born to be useful, everyone has their own strengths, if you want to say that this is fate, I can't object." But in this way, is everyone's life fate also fate? ”

"That's right! How did I forget? Generally speaking, life is a person's chances, so what is the talent that we are referring to? Tang Ranyan said so, and before Feng Zhirong could reply, she said: "If you want to ask me about this matter, you have to ask the experts!" Let's go and nourish the heart! ”

As he spoke, he picked up Feng Zhirong and pointed forward: "There is a pavilion in front of me, Yang Xin likes to sit there the most, and everyone will ask her to tell fortunes on New Year's Day!" "Speaking of which, it's the New Year's Day! - Feng Zhirong thought of this, and only felt that she had been trapped.

Feng Zhirong almost didn't stumble, and also rushed out of the mouth and asked, "Who?" ”

"Liu Yangxin! Liu Yangxin! I told you the day before yesterday! Tang Ranyan pretended to be angry, but because of her lame acting skills, she failed to make people feel accordingly: "Okay! I admit it, I admit it! I know you like to chat with Mingyun and I don't plan to disturb you, but I dragged you here today just to let you accompany me to Liu Yangxin! As he spoke, his pace slowed down a little, allowing Feng Zhirong to keep up smoothly.

"Looking for her fortune telling?"

Tang Ranyan nodded and said, "Yes! I'm scared by myself, so I have to be with me! Ge Yuening is sick, and I don't get along with other people, so I can only pull your good girlfriend as a companion! ”

Feng Zhirong was stunned when she heard this, co-authoring the category that she now regards Tang Ranyan as a "good friend" and a "best friend"?

She almost fainted when she heard this-no, she hadn't beaten Zhao Mingyun and Yang Ruai yet! But the object who makes me feel the most troublesome has already regarded himself as a close friend in his boudoir!