"Li Yungongzi has released a new poem again!"

A group of girls each held a stack of silk silk in their hands, haunting the various clubs of Tingchao College, and soon, the silk silk in their hands was snatched up by those teachers and classmates.

Li Yun's song "A Cut of Plums", after Chen Sichun and the others took it back, under their active promotion, it quickly swept the entire academy, and quickly spread to the entire Tingchao City like a plague.

Li Yun's fame exploded in the sky like fireworks, quickly illuminating the entire city.

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

Many women who are deeply resentful recite this poem in their mouths, and they are always sad and burst into tears.

Teahouses, restaurants, Goolan theaters, and the market, those who can't recite "A Cut of Plums" will be looked down upon.

Many people do not know the meaning of the poem title "A Cut Plum", and mistakenly think that the plum blossom is the author's poetic sentiment, so they frantically snap up the plum blossom, causing the price of plum blossoms in the city to soar, and even the plum blossoms planted in some people's homes have been sneaked in and stolen.

Plum blossoms have inadvertently become an important symbol of love between men and women.

Those men who entered and exited the Qinglou were embarrassed to go in if they didn't hold a plum blossom in their hands.

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

Listening to Chaoge, he looked at the silk silk in front of him blankly, and kept reciting this poem, his delicate body trembled slightly, and tears flowed darkly.

Somehow, the witty and lovely young man came to her mind, and she couldn't help mentioning the lute, flicking it with her hand, and began to compose music for the poem.

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

A petite and lovely girl read the poem softly and asked, "Father, is this poem really good?"

"Yes, it's really well written!"

"Did you write it?"

"A father can't write such a good poem. ”

"Who wrote that?"

"Your future husband. ”

"What is a husband?"

"Hmm... You'll know when you're older. ”

"Then I'm going to grow up quickly!"

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

A pretty girl lay on the bed, tossing and turning, and muttered, "No, if it goes on like this, I'm about to lose sleep, isn't it... Am I really in love with him?!"

Chen Sichun has been thinking about spring as his name has been saying these days, but unfortunately Sichun's object is Li Yun, who is four or five years younger than him and only half as tall as her, which makes her feel extremely depressed.

She got angry, rolled over, and sat down on the futon to sit up.

Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for her mind to be full of poems of "When Will the Bright Moon Exist" and "A Cut of Plums", which made her extremely angry, sighed, and fell down.

In fact, many girls in Tingchao Academy, and even many boys, are similar to Chen Sichun at the moment, and they are simply enchanted by these two poems, and they are a little distracted and absent-minded every day.

That's the power of poetry!

A good poem, or a good word, can hit people's hearts and resonate with people's souls.

Li Yun came from the world of scientific and technological civilization, which once had the peak period of poetry creation, and produced countless genius poets and lyricists, who were like stars in the sky, illuminating the sky of history.

The poems they left behind represent an era, even the highest peak of a scientific and technological civilization in the world's culture, which is the best gift they have given to mankind.

And many of these poems have been deeply engraved in Li Yun's mind, of course, many of them that can't be remembered are kept in Xiaoxing's think tank and will never be lost.

Now, he only picked out two of them, and he had already caused an uproar in Listening to Chaocheng, which he didn't expect.

Because, he is now being surrounded by the boys and girls of the Li family, and even almost all the women, begging for autographs.

"Dizzy... Are these people crazy?"

Li Yun got up in the morning and was about to go to the martial arts training ground, but unexpectedly the door was already full of people, some knew and some didn't know, but without exception, they all held a snow-white silk silk in their hands and asked him to sign it.

When these men and women of the Li family were overjoyed when they heard that Li Yun, a great poet who had recently become famous as a celebrity, was actually his own Li family.

Chasing stars is a must, but how to prove that you have chased the stars, you naturally need a little token.

Asking for an autograph became a necessity. They took out their best silk silks, some of which were even close-fitting, and prepared for Li Yun to sign on them, and then show them off to others. For them, Li Yun's autograph will be invaluable.

"What should I do? I really can't live this day! I just sent a few girls away, but now a group of girls are coming!" Li Yun hurriedly slipped back.

"Master, good opportunity!" Xiao Xing said suddenly.

"What a good chance?!I'm dying of headaches. ”

"What a chance to earn Gemstones. ”

"You mean..."

"Yes, a signature requires a low-grade stone. Don't be afraid of collecting too much, maybe they will take it outside and sell it, and it will be more!"

"It makes sense, they won't leave without getting the signature, I did this business!" Li Yunyun said with a snort.

When he went to the door, he found that his friend Li Meng was also among them, so he immediately opened the door and beckoned him in and confessed.

Li Meng nodded again and again when he heard this, stood at the door, and said loudly: "Everyone, listen up! Xiao Yunzi said that whoever wants to sign must hand over a piece of low-grade Xuanshi, and he must leave immediately after getting the signature, otherwise he will not sign again in the future." ”

Airplanes!

The crowd immediately became agitated and shouted: "I'll hand over the Xuanshi! I will hand over the Xuanshi!"

"Don't worry, come one by one, line up!" Li Meng hurriedly commanded the crowd to wait in line, he was responsible for collecting the Xuanshi and giving autographs, and he was very busy!

Seeing this, Li Wei had no choice but to come over to help and be responsible for adding ink.

These people got autographs, and after leaving, some of them came over with Xuanshi and silk silk to ask for autographs, and even some people outside the Li family learned the information and immediately entrusted them to ask for autographs.

Li Yun's signature was soft, and when he was about to die, he gritted his teeth and insisted when he saw the low-grade Xuanshi piled up like a hill shiny.

He held a piece of medium-grade Xuanshi in one hand to absorb energy, and held a brush in the other hand to sign, and the more he wrote, the more he had the style of a local tyrant.

Li Wei's eyes were about to bulge out, and he kept adding ink to him, and his mind turned darkly: "A signature is a low-grade Xuanshi, it seems that this ink is too valuable, and it needs to be sharpened more." ”

In the evening, he couldn't hold on anymore, Li Yun resolutely stopped writing and asked Li Meng to inform those people that they would stop here today, and those who needed could come back tomorrow.

The crowd slowly dispersed reluctantly.

"A total of thirty-five thousand three hundred and thirty-eight lower-grade Xuan Stones!" the three of them counted, and Li Wei shouted loudly.

Li Yun took out a thousand lower-grade Xuanshi and rewarded Li Meng, which frightened Li Meng, and finally couldn't refuse, picked up ten lower-grade Xuanshi and ran away.

"This kid is quite simple. Li Wei watched Li Meng leave and nodded.

"I'll help him again when I have a chance in the future. Li Yun said with a smile.

"Yun'er, your income in one day almost exceeds the income of your father's life, it's incredible!" Li Wei admired.

"No way, it's hard for people to find money, it's easy for money to find people, that's the case!" Li Yun smiled bitterly and shook his hand, feeling sore.

"Is it going to continue tomorrow?" Li Wei asked with anticipation as his eyes flickered.

"No, it can't be like this anymore!"

"Why?"

"Today this demand came a little suddenly, when the popularity was high, so I didn't refuse to meet them. However, if you want these signatures to continue to appreciate in value and make them feel that they are worth the money, you have to reduce the supply and increase the value of the signatures. ”

"Makes sense!" Li Wei nodded in approval.

"So, I'm going to pause signing. In a few more days, I will release a few more poems to raise my awareness. At that time, the supply of signatures was limited, and the single fee for signatures was increased, so that the Xuanshi could be collected for a long time. Li Yun analyzed.

"Yun'er knows how to do it!" Li Wei was dumbfounded and sincerely admired.

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The next day, there were still many people lingering at the gate of the courtyard, but they saw a notice posted on the door, which read, "Li Yungongzi was too tired yesterday and was ill to sign." If you need it, please come back another day. ”

After a night of meditation, Li Yun was refreshed.

After breakfast, I thought about it, put on a big scarf that covered half of my face, slipped out the back door of my father's study, and quietly came to the door of the book room.

"Grandpa Huai, I'm here to return these two books. ”

"Okay, why are you covering your face?"

"Afraid of the wind. ”

"It seems that there is no wind. ”

"Yes, not at all. ”

"It's kind of weird. ”

"yes, I'm wondering too. ”

"Come, grandpa will help you take a look. ”

"No, it'll be fine in a few days, every time. ”

"I see. By the way, my little granddaughter asked me to ask you for an autograph, saying that she couldn't come back yesterday when she was out of business, and today I heard that you are sick again. ”

"May I ask Grandpa Huai, who is your granddaughter?"

"Li Ruoyu. ”

"No problem, I'll bring it to you next time. ”

"Okay! If you write another poem for her, I'll let you go up to the third floor, haha!"

"Thank you Grandpa Huai!"

Li Yun was so overjoyed that he almost ran home to write immediately, but he resisted the impulse, stepped into the public area, and began to read.

This is his long-planned reading action, so many classics, there are always some parts that he misses, and these missing knowledge may be able to play a key role at some point in the future, if all of them can be stored in Xiaoxing's think tank, they can be called at any time, so that they can play their value.

He looked at it, starting with the first row of display cases, and flipped through them one by one.

There are not too many people in the public area today, and the few who remain are also absent-minded, talking to each other from time to time, Li Yun occasionally listened, and found that they were actually talking about their two poems, and couldn't help but feel secretly proud, "Hehe, it seems that it's so smart to cover your face." ”

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