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Looking at the young man surnamed Wu's face alternating between blue and white, embarrassed and about to commit cancer, Li Yi's heart was extremely happy.

I can't even make a Tanabata song, so I'm embarrassed to pretend to be forced here?

Although Li Yi can't do it himself...... But he'll copy it!

After coming here for so long, he almost saw all the books in the village, not to mention that although the people in Liuye Village had no culture, the books they snatched were complete, which was enough for him to fully understand the world.

Of course, poetry exists in this world, but it is far less prosperous than his original world, what Li Bai Du Fu, Su Shi Liu Yong...... Those literary giants who have been famous for thousands of years in the previous life are naturally not found in this world, and Li Yi can rest assured and bold to be a plagiarism dog without worrying about being discovered.

Tanabata words?

Li Yi may not be able to memorize many songs, but he is still very impressed by the words that have been passed down through the ages and have almost become a masterpiece.

What's more, there are so many books in my head that have not yet been developed and utilized, and I just take out a book of 10,000 Song words, I am afraid that I can kill people with Qixi words alone......

"If you are shallow in your studies, you won't be ugly." The young man surnamed Wu's face stiffened, and after glancing at Li Yi, he said: "Yin Shi Fu such a thing, I think it's still the new aunt's good ......."

Li Yi glanced at Wu Ying lightly, not bothering to pay attention to him at all.

Shallow?

It's really shameless to use such words to describe himself, if this guy knows how to write his name, Li Yi will count him as a full reader of poetry and books.

Obviously he is illiterate and has to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf, this kind of person is too disgusting!

"It just so happens that there is a Qixi poem in my heart, but there is pen and ink?" Li Yi looked at Liu Yu with a smile and said.

He is now slowly getting used to speaking in this tone, and the crepe tone, combined with his handsome appearance, really looks like a scholar.

This polite look is not at all comparable to those rough men who only know how to dance, the girls in the village are used to seeing heavy tastes, and occasionally change a small freshness, and there will inevitably be a feeling of brightness.

Several girls looked at him, and then thought about Wu Ying and the others, and only felt that they were all raised by their mother's father, how could the gap between people and people be so big......

"There is pen and ink on the building." The woman named Liu Yu said with a smile.

The young man surnamed Wu and others tragically acted as the background, seeing that hateful guy going up to Qiaolou surrounded by all the women, he didn't even pay attention to them, and his sense of existence refreshed the lower limit.

"I'd like to see what he can write!" Wu Ying's face was gloomy, and he strode over.

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"Uncle......"

Xiaohuan was arranging on the Qiaolou, and when he looked up and saw Li Yi coming up, he hurriedly trotted over.

Liu Yu's gaze swept over Qiaolou, frowned, and said, "There is pen and ink here, and the paper seems to have run out ......."

There is no place for paper to be used in the village on weekdays, and almost all the accumulated paper is made into prayer lanterns, which Liu Yu only realized when he walked up.

"Uncle, write it on this." Xiaohuan knew that Liu Yu and the others were looking for their uncle to make a Qixi poem just now, and when they ran over, they took their prayer lanterns by the way.

"Little girl, there are a lot of eyes." When Liu Yu came over with pen and ink, he happened to see Xiaohuan diligently offering his prayer lantern, and said with a smile.

This girl, I'm afraid I had such a plan in my heart just now.

was aware of his thoughts, Xiaohuan smiled a little embarrassedly, took the pen and ink obediently, handed the brush to Li Yi, and studied the ink on the side.

On one side of the lantern is the magpie bridge painted by Li Yi, he turned to the blank space on the other side, and after a little thought, he finally put down the pen.

Queqiao Immortal.

When he saw Li Yi write these three words, Xiaohuan's face changed.

Liu Yu and the other women were a little farther away, and after taking a look, there was also a look of disbelief in their eyes, their lips moved, and they didn't say anything after all.

Of course, this is not because of Li Yi's literary brilliance, and his pen is shocking, just the three words "Queqiao Immortal" convinced them, but because of Li Yi's words...... It's ugly!

Although they are illiterate, they are not blind, and they can still distinguish whether they write well or not.

Li Yi wrote unhurriedly on the side, but the women were thinking about other things in their hearts.

If you look so handsome and can make such a painting, how can you write the words......

As the old saying goes, "No one is perfect, no one is perfect", the ancients were honest and did not deceive me!

At this time, if you want to say that the mood is the most complicated, of course, it is Xiaohuan.

The little maid who was careful and wanted her uncle to compose poems on her prayer lantern could only look at the crooked lines of words and cry without tears.

I knew that my uncle's words were like this, and she wouldn't go home to get her prayer lantern when she died. How good that painting was, it's all ruined now......

Writing the last sentence, Li Yi put down the pen and checked it, and there were no typos, so he nodded with satisfaction.

Although it was a little uncomfortable to write on the open lantern, it was not a big problem, anyway, he couldn't write with a brush, so he could see what it was.

There are a lot of calligraphy books in his head, but Li Yi has never thought about changing it, even if it is just a matter of thought.

When his identity, his body, his face, and even the world he lives in become strange, there is always something familiar left to remember, and if even the handwriting changes, I am afraid that his soul will never feel a sense of belonging again.

Therefore, the handwriting that seems extremely ugly to others is so pleasing to the eye in Li Yi's eyes.

When he turned his head to look, he found that the little girl's face had collapsed, and the other girls also looked at him with strange eyes, and couldn't help but ask with some confusion: "What's wrong?" ”

At this time, I saw that a girl who had been standing behind Liu Yu and was soft and weak, and looked a little bookish, took a few steps forward, ignored Li Yi's dog-like words, and then looked at the words on the prayer lantern, her beautiful eyes couldn't help but light up slightly, and she couldn't help but read it out.

"The clouds are clever, and the flying stars are hateful...... Silver Han Darkness. The tone paused, and then continued: "As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless ...... in the world."

"Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, endure the return of the magpie bridge. If the two feelings are, if the two feelings are long......" When I read this, there was already a little amazing look in the girl's eyes, and then it became blurry, and after being silent for a long time, she read the next sentence: "If the two feelings are long, how can they be in the morning and twilight......"

The girl's surname is Qin, and her grandfather is Mr. Qin, who taught in the school before, and has been exposed to it since she was a child, and is the only one among the girls in the village who can read and hyphenate words.

When she began to read out the words, the room was already quiet, although the girls didn't know poetry, and they couldn't even read, but they could always experience a little artistic conception, looking at the expression of the girl surnamed Qin, they could also guess that the Qixi poem written by Li Yi should be good.

Blocked by them, the young man surnamed Wu, who wanted to wait for Li Yi to finish writing, said a few derogatory words, searched his intestines and didn't come up with any words, and then saw the drunken expression of the girl surnamed Qin and the reaction of the women, he couldn't help but snort coldly, turned around and went down the Qiaolou.