"No, it won't. ”

The woman in the white veil, her eyes are like autumn water, looking at it leisurely, her eyes are full of spring:

"It's worthy of a holy master, to think of such a wonderful method, but it's too scoundrel to do so. ”

The maid standing next to her was a little surprised, and looked at the young man who ran into the Zuichun Building with Li Yong and Ah Bao, Yushu was handsome and chic, stretched out a green onion finger, and pointed:

"Miss, you said that scoundrel lazy young man is the holy teacher in the hearts of today's scholars, shouldn't the holy teacher be clean and not smiling, why is he so messy. ”

The breeze blew, and the white gauze flew, revealing the woman's peerless enchantment, her eyelashes were black and long, and in the blink of an eye, it was like a star whispering to herself:

"This is the Holy Master, ordinary people read books and read into it, they are bound by the truth in the book, and they can't get out, the Holy Master has already understood all the truths, and all the truths are like floating clouds in the heart of the Holy Master, he just follows his surname and becomes his true self. ”

"In this life, a moment full of ups and downs is just a trace of memories when you are dying, the years are precipitated, and the common people are just a moment, why shackle yourself. ”

"This kind of truth is not understood by the reader, but he understands it, so he is the holy teacher. ”

Downstairs in Zuichun, as someone picked up the broken silver, slowly regained calm, everyone looked forward to it, Yunmeng Fairy's stunt, the words of the genius, the throat of the beauty, and the tactful singing voice can move people.

"Born into the Hero's Mansion by mistake, proud and embarrassed. ”

A clear sound came out from the top of the drunken spring building, the sound was ethereal and distant, like the bright moon shining in the forest, and there was a trickle flowing from the top of the lying stone next to the pine tree, making a dingdong sound.

As soon as this sound came out, everything was silent, and everyone knew that it was Yunmeng Fairy singing.

A song moves in ten directions, and no one knows each other.

"Who is the shadow of the beautiful shadow and the sound of the book, the golden gun and the silver sword, all ordinary dances. ”

Qingyin gradually raised, revealing a heroic spirit, the golden gun and silver sword, all doing ordinary dances.

"Chasing the wind and stepping on the road of broken intestines, there is no time to hate countless people. Half a world of romance left a little? a pinch of loess, full of sorrow, new sad sentences. ”

Half a lifetime of romance, in the end, all the scenery is empty, and the helpless heroes do not get the opportunity to display their ambitions, and finally they all become loess.

With the song, with the singing, the atmosphere of tragedy, heroism, and helplessness condensed, and everyone's heart seemed to be pressed on a boulder.

The times produce heroes, and how many heroes can create the times.

After the song, the applause was thunderous, Yunmeng Fairy was dressed in white silk yarn, standing on the highest place of the Zuichun Building, leaning down to look down, but saw Zhang Yutang shaking his head slightly, turning around and leaving.

Yunmeng Fairy was stunned for a moment, and then a wave of disbelief came up:

"Am I not singing well enough?"

For his singing skills, Yunmeng Fairy has always felt that he has reached the point of reaching the peak, if someone wants to surpass himself in this regard, it is like climbing nine days on foot.

"Sir, stay!"

Qingyin came, and everyone looked at Zhang Yutang who was walking outside the building, even Ah Bao next to him was a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice:

"Childe, why are we leaving, isn't Fairy Yunmeng singing well enough?"

Zhang Yutang was noncommittal, facing the Yunmeng Fairy who was high up, as if he did not eat fireworks in the world, he arched his hand slightly, and said with a smile:

"In the next scholar, I don't know what these songs are, the girl's song is excellent, this song should only be in heaven, but I remember that there are still some things to do, so I have to go back first, I don't know if the girl shouts to live down, what's the matter?"

Every talented person is a little arrogant, even the Yunmeng Fairy in the Qinglou is no exception:

"Childe, I would like to invite Childe upstairs for a while to listen to Childe's advice. ”

Knowing that the other party is a holy master, he naturally knows that he will not shake his head for no reason, that is an evaluation of himself, maybe in his eyes, his talent is just poor.

Brush!

The entire Zuichun Building was silent, and all the people looked at Zhang Yutang with burning eyes:

"Who is this person, how can he get the favor of Yunmeng girl, since Yunmeng girl took the stage, she has never invited anyone to come for a while, let alone let me give advice. ”

"I saw it, just after Fairy Yunmeng finished singing, this person deliberately shook his head, and then made a gesture to leave, he was simply a grandiose prodigal, the fairy must not be deceived by her. ”

"Yes, yes, with my eyes that have read all over the red dust, I can see through it at a glance, this person is a pervert in human skin, and he is also the kind of old wolf who eats people and does not spit out bones, fairies and don't lead wolves into the room, but he is a righteous gentleman, humble and polite, known as a modest child, but you can discuss the philosophy of life and the direction of life with the fairy. ”

"Who is this person, how do I look a little familiar. ”

Zhang Yutang turned a deaf ear to the surrounding noise:

"Girl, there is indeed something to do, if there is one day in the future, if you can have time, you must come to listen to the girl's clear voice. ”

Waving his hand, he turned away without hesitation.

This song is all excellent, but it's a pity that Zhang Yutang has heard too many songs, and such a song is not enough to impress him.

"Holy Master, don't you really want to instruct the little girl?"

Upstairs in Drunken Spring, Fairy Yunmeng's tone was miserable, and she directly pointed out Zhang Yutang's identity:

"It's still a holy master, I don't take weak women in Qinglou like me in my eyes, I don't care about it, I don't care about it, I don't care about it. ”

"That's it. ”

Zhang Yutang didn't want to cause trouble, but as soon as he left, he didn't know that his identity was pointed out, so he turned around and said:

"The girl recognized me, and although I was not proficient in marrying words, I simply told me how I felt as a listener. ”

"Holy Master"

"Not proficient in rhetoric"

He is the teacher of saints.

Every song he made was sung all over the world.

Such a person is not proficient in rhetoric, can he be a little more shameless? The surrounding scholars were speechless for a while, looked at Zhang Yutang with admiration, and immediately a wave of excitement filled their hearts:

"It turns out that the Holy Master is also a man, and he also wants to visit the Qinglou, so I actually went to the Qinglou with the Holy Master. ”

"After I return, I must tell others that it was really a good time when I visited the Qinglou with the Holy Master. ”

Zhang Yutang smiled and looked around:

"I'm not a holy teacher, everyone has a good reputation, I'm just Zhang Yutang, a scholar like everyone. ”

Voice:

"Yunmeng Girl's lyrics are excellent, but I think there are some fly in the ointment, as the saying goes, in an excellent singer, you can't sing the sadness of the lyricist. ”

Speaking of which, he took a step forward and sighed:

"The paper is full of absurd words, a handful of bitter tears, all of them are idiots, who understands the taste. ”

"If you want to truly reach the peak, you can only write and sing by yourself, and sing your own touch. ”

(To be continued)