Chapter 213: Thoughts
The conversation with Miss Guo San was decent, uneventful, and to put it bluntly, it was just some common words, and occasionally asked some irrelevant questions. As for the more in-depth ones, they are very measured and will never be involved. In this regard, the other side held up very well.
The most important thing is that she is reserved and has no arrogance, which is commendable compared to her status.
This made Ye Junsheng feel comfortable, and secretly admired it: it is a pity that Miss Guo San is a daughter and is naturally restricted, otherwise she is likely to become the head of a wealthy family.
When the idea was born, I also opened my spiritual eyes to look at her top spiritual light, and sure enough, a trace of wealth and nobility was upright, and the momentum was gratifying.
The trip to Jiangnan, as well as this trip to the local Spring Festival cultural party, Ye Junsheng's main purpose is to expand communication - no one can succeed alone, and beneficial intersections are indispensable.
Even if he was a warlock, he couldn't hide in the ivory tower of cultivation forever and stay out of the house. Then it is not conducive to cultivating his state of mind, nor is it in line with his own temperament.
People always need to have friends, just a little bit.
-- Detachment does not mean detachment.
After talking to Ye Junsheng, Miss Guo San did not forget to take the initiative to talk to Ye Junmei, so as not to be left out in the cold. In the end, on the contrary, the two women who were not very different in age hit it off at first sight, and they kept talking, but they left Ye Junsheng in the cold.
For this situation, it is not the first time that Ye Daxiucai has met him, and his sister and Jiang Jing'er have probably been like this before. So I exercised early, sat without caring at all, and drank tea by myself.
Ye Junmei is smart and clever, indeed likable, and her innocent daughter's attitude, even if she is a woman, she feels extremely close.
During the conversation, he talked about the paintings he had made not long ago.
When Miss Guo San heard this, she was overjoyed when she saw that she was hunting, and hurriedly asked Ye Junmei to take out the painting and observe it.
When "Plum Blossom Picture" was unfolded on the bookcase, Miss Guo San looked at it intently and couldn't help blurting out: "Good painting." She has studied calligraphy and painting for a long time, and has been worshiped by famous teachers, and her attainments are naturally extraordinary, with unique eyes and countless readings. When I saw Ye Junmei's painting for the first time, I was immediately fascinated by the artistic conception and couldn't put it down.
Hearing the praise, Ye Jun's eyebrows were slightly red, but her works were recognized, and the girl's heart was always excited and happy.
Ye Junsheng is still in a state of old monk meditation, looking calm - of course calm, the level of his sister's painting is undoubted, not to mention the addition of an additional poem "Fortune Operator", more importantly, the seal left on it is the heaven and earth Xuanhuang stubborn stone seal.
In fact, this kind of painting has long surpassed ordinary works and belongs to the ranks of ritual weapons.
"This is actually a kind of cheating!"
Xiucai sighed leisurely in his heart, but soon comforted himself: "Life without cheating is incomplete." ”
"Outside the mountain, by the broken bridge, there is no owner. It's dusk and I'm alone, and it's ...... wind and rain."
Soon, Miss Guo San began to read the words on the screen, and her eyes were bright.
There is no doubt that for women, especially Yun Ying's unmarried and unmarried women in the boudoir, this poignant and lingering, but loyal "Fortune Operator" is really a big killer.
"This poem was written by Ye Gongzi, right?"
Although he was seven or eight points of certainty, he still asked.
Ye Daxiu was taking a sip of tea unconventionally, and before he could answer, Ye Junmei next to him had already rushed to say: "Well, my brother wrote it, only my brother can write such a good word." ”
It's too arrogant, sister, keep a low profile......
Ye Junsheng almost squirted out a mouthful of tea, and his face was a little red.
Miss Guo San's gaze fell on the words again, her red lips pursed, and her eyes were a little confused.
It's not good, I can't let her watch it anymore......
Ye Junsheng knows his own affairs, it's not that the lyrics and paintings really have such a big impact, the key is that the bonus effect of the treasure seal can easily make the other party in a trance, and even cranky.
Just kidding, that's a magic weapon!
So he quickly coughed dryly and glanced at his sister.
Ye Junmei blinked, but quickly reacted, and he had an idea, and said, "Sister Guo, have you finished reading?"
In fact, when he said this, he was a little reckless and rude, but now he can't take care of it.
"Uh, I've read it......"
Miss Guo San hurriedly looked away as if she had just woken up from a dream, her heart was pounding, and even her face gradually flushed: What happened to me just now? And that dream was extremely charming, and he actually had the idea of eloping with Ye Junsheng...... Woo woo, how could I think like this, inexplicable, absurd...... couldn't help but sneak a glance at Ye Junsheng, and saw that he was sitting upright, without noticing it at all, so he was relieved, but when Ye Jun's eyebrows rolled up the drawing paper, he faintly felt an inexplicable loss.
"Guo Yunyu, Guo Yunyu, what kind of nerves did you have today, suddenly thinking about those things, almost in front of the ugly person. ”
She admonished herself in her heart to be calm and calm her mind. He let out another long breath. At the same moment, the blue rich and noble light in the invisible aura on the top flashed, like a flickering lamp.
In a flash, the mood suddenly settled, and a wisp of thought calmed down and ceased to exist.
As a result, she reverted to the original dignified and generous Miss Guo Jiasan.
It's just that in the quiet night of the night, when lying alone on the embroidery bed, maybe I thought that the waves of living would calm down, and then I would quietly emerge again.
Who knows?
After rolling up the painting, Ye Junmei didn't know what to say for a while.
Ye Junsheng stood up at the right time, arched his hand, and said, "Third Miss, Xiaosheng has other affairs, I have to leave in advance, and I hope that Third Miss will forgive me." ”
Now, the interest is over, it is better to go back.
"Ah, so fast?"
Miss Guo San blurted out.
"Hehe, the talent competition is not far away, and Xiaosheng still needs to make some preparations. ”
This is the best and most appropriate excuse.
Sure enough, Miss Guo San couldn't keep it anymore, and only mentioned that if Ye Junsheng wanted to make a copybook, she could directly take it to Guo's mansion, and she would collect Yunyun at a good price. His eyes wandered, and he kept glancing at the painting in Ye Junmei's hand, and wanted to buy it at a high price.
However, looking at the faces, he knew that the Ye brothers and sisters did not have any intention of selling, so they did not speak.
For Miss San's proposal, Ye Junsheng expressed his gratitude.
The departure of the Ye brothers and sisters was simply in front of everyone's eyes.
Although Miss Guo San came forward in person just now and invited them to the village for tea, the idlers did not dare to disturb them. But the scholars were unwilling, so they simply stayed outside in twos and threes, pretending to look at the scenery on the surface, but in fact, they were bent on waiting for Ye Jun to come out and then ask for advice.
In any case, Ye Junsheng must be allowed to show his hand on the spot, otherwise he will regret it for a long time.
It's not that they really admire Ye Junsheng's talent so much, and they can't wait to ask for a new work award. It's more about an unconvincing psychology and watching the excitement of the mood.
Who is Ye Junsheng?
The first genius in the north, this is the nod and admiration of many famous Hongru in the northern literary circle, and the lyrics he was able to circulate, although there are only a few poems, can be spread to the south of the Yangtze River, it really set off a lot of waves, and Luoyang paper is expensive for a while.
Those words are excellent and quite agreeable, but it doesn't mean that others will admire them, these are completely different things.
Coupled with the fact that Ye Junsheng was born in the north, it is undoubtedly even more unconvincing.
Now, Ye Junsheng has come south to participate in the talent competition, even if he is not favored by the handicap, he can always convey a not so popular message: the northern talent is coming to challenge the southern talent!
Such narrow regionalism is boring, but it is a fact. Even if Ye Junsheng didn't think about it like this at all, the problem is that others will basically have such thoughts.
In essence, it is the unguided, unconquered popular opinion, it is like a waterfall falling from the sky, who cares if you accept it or not?
So now that Ye Junsheng is coming to participate in the Spring Festival annual meeting, they have to coax, whether it is in the name of "learning" or "admiration", they all want Ye Junsheng to write poems on the spot and show performance. If they are above the level, they have not lost, but if the performance is slightly out of order, tsk, then don't blame them for being unkind.
Speak coldly, first to break your morale.
The situation has developed to this point, and it is far from Zhang Shanzong's original intention of inviting Ye Junsheng. But at this time, it was not his turn to speak.
Liu Tianchen is even less qualified to speak, he is a target himself. I can only hope that Ye Junsheng can withstand the pressure and fight a beautiful battle.
Surprisingly, the battle did not start. First, Miss Guo San appeared in time to solve the siege, and then Ye Junsheng came out with his sister, and actually said loudly that he was entangled in affairs and wanted to leave, so he left in advance.
Excuses, definitely excuses!
The scholar who had been waiting for a long time was suddenly dissatisfied, crackling, and all kinds of words poured in like a tide to keep people.
Helplessly, Ye Daxiu didn't enter, his attitude was resolute, and he only took a group of people, and walked away with the girl who was water and watery.
There was only one vote left, and there was nothing to be done.
What method can there be? He is not the master, and even if he is the master, there is no reason to force himself to retain customers; let alone go forward to pull people in, and if he makes a move, it will not be the practice of scholars, but the rude martial arts and the like; as for the stalking and stalking, it is even more unelegant, and no one dares to use it at the moment.
Between each other, it's basically the first time they've met, and they're not familiar with each other.
Misguided......
A sigh rang out in the minds of many people.
In addition to sighing, some people feel disappointed, and they can't help but say nothing. What he said was nothing more than accusing Ye Junsheng of indiscriminately filling the numbers, and he had no real materials, so he would retreat from the battle and leave in embarrassment...... The content is powerful, but unfortunately it comes from the mouth of a scholar, and the text is crepe, and it has no lethality at all.
However, Liu Tianchen was filled with righteous indignation when he heard it, and he also wanted to leave angrily, but he was hugged by Zhang Shanzong, so he reluctantly stayed.
(To be continued)