Bright again so soon?

Sun Yaozhou saw Zheng Peng write, writing very smoothly, and there was a kind of mysterious confidence on his face, although he didn't see what Zheng Peng wrote, but Sun Yaozhou suddenly had a bad thought.

Although I couldn't see what Zheng Peng was writing, Lin Xun'er's expression next to him was very rich: when Zheng Peng started to write, she looked forward to it, and when Zheng Peng wrote, she was obviously taken aback, with a hint of disbelief in her eyes, and then her expression became admiring and focused.

Lin Xun'er's appearance is very high, and her shy appearance is also very moving, Sun Yaozhou was also fascinated when he saw it, but at this moment he wanted to know what poem Zheng Peng had written, so that a girl in a green house would feel shy?

After Zheng Peng finished writing, he gently put the pen on the ink inkstone, looked at his work, and breathed a sigh of relief with some satisfaction.

These days of hard work have not been in vain, and now the calligraphy is becoming more and more fluent, and there is a feeling of being done in one go.

"Miss Xun'er, can this poem enter your eyes?" Looking at Lin Xun'er, who was about to become a little fan girl next to her, Zheng Peng asked with a smile.

There was a big beauty like a flower looking at herself like this, and Zheng Peng's vanity was greatly satisfied.

Lin Xun'er said with some hesitation: "Childe is a great talent, it's just this poem... The slave family is a little ashamed and dare not be, otherwise, the son will make another song. ”

Make another song?

Sun Yaozhou, who had been putting up his headphones, had a flash in his eyes, his eyes rolled, and he quickly stood up and said loudly: "Everyone, be quiet, Zheng Peng's son of Weizhou has already put away his pen, let's listen to his masterpiece together." ”

Lin Xun'er's expression just now persuaded Zheng Peng to write another poem, and Sun Yaozhou concluded in his heart that Zheng Peng was likely to write an unsightly poem, so Lin Xun'er was a little embarrassed, so there was a scene of persuading Zheng Peng to write another poem.

How could he miss this scene, Sun Yaozhou deliberately shouted loudly, which cut off Zheng Peng's retreat.

This kid wouldn't think that all the women present were Qinglou women, so he was unscrupulous, some things can be done behind closed doors, but some things have to be taken care of.

Many thoughts flashed through Sun Yaozhou's mind, but his hands were not idle, and he took the lead in clapping, causing everyone present to clap one after another, and there was a wave of applause for a while.

People who don't know still think that Sun Yaozhou attaches great importance to love and righteousness, and specially builds momentum for Zheng Peng.

When he first came in, Zheng Peng was still not famous, but Zhou Zhihao took the initiative to talk, and the four major oirans grabbed people, and some frequent visitors who often entered and exited the Qinglou also recognized Zheng Peng and began to attract attention.

Zheng Peng smiled and said to Lin Xun'er: "It's okay, let's go." ”

Lin Xun'er nodded, saluted Zheng Peng, and walked onto the stage in full view of everyone.

"Lin Xun'er, a slave, had the honor to recite Zheng Peng's poem "Gift to Xun'er Girl".

"More than thirteen years old, cardamom tips at the beginning of February.

The spring breeze is ten miles of Pingkang Road, and it is better to roll up the bead curtain. ”

Lin Xun'er's voice is very penetrating, when she reads it, she is full of emotion, and after reading a poem, the scene is silent.

The beauty of the voice is beautiful, the artistic conception of the poem is even more beautiful, and everyone is intoxicated by the beautiful artistic conception depicted in this poem.

Thirteen years old, this is the best years of a woman's life (the aesthetics of the ancients, in ancient times eighteen years old was not married, will be regarded as an old girl, can not be seen with modern eyes), tender and beautiful like two just out of the cardamom, Pingkangfang is Chang'an's fireworks, more than 200 green buildings, countless beauties, but rolled up the bead curtain, are not as beautiful as the woman in the poem.

There is not a single beautiful word in the whole poem, nor is there an excellent description, but it is a "better than", but all the beauty that can be imagined is given to her in the poem.

Sun Yaozhou also depicts beauties, with a meticulous and luxurious style, he depicts the women he sees very well, jumping on the paper, making people applaud, but compared with Zheng Peng, one is the beauty he sees, and the other is the beauty of his imagination, whether it is architecture, innovation or artistic conception, Zheng Peng ruthlessly crushed Sun Yaozhou in an all-round way.

Using the most unpretentious words to write the most colorful poems is simply the pinnacle.

"Okay, it's better to be a good one, Miss Xun'er, Zheng Gongzi has a deep affection for you." Zhou Huishou reacted, stood up, and clapped his hands while not forgetting to joke.

Only then did everyone react, driven by the head of the Zhou meeting, the biggest sound so far sounded in the lobby, and everyone applauded and praised:

"It's really a great talent, and it's extraordinary as soon as he makes a move."

"Zheng Gongzi has the title of Pingkangfang jade-faced judge, this time he wrote this poem, and Miss Xun'er became the head of the four major Oiran, and there is no objection to this matter."

"It's so touching, if any son can write this kind of poem for a little girl, the slave family will definitely promise it."

"The slave family is too, if Zheng Gongzi can write a poem like this for the slave family, it will be death, and the slave family has no regrets in this life."

"Some people say that after Weizhou Zheng Peng made a splash in Lanting, Jiang Lang was exhausted, and now it seems that this is over."

"It's just that, it's amazing, either you don't write poetry, and once you compose poetry, it's a masterpiece."

Everyone, you say a word, many people look at Zheng Peng's eyes a little strangely, and some Qinglou women, looking at Lin Xun'er on the stage, are full of envy and jealousy.

Du Yan'er, who was still a little complacent just now, also looked at Lin Xun'er with envy at the moment, and Wang Mei'er, Xiao Tuan'er and Qian Liu'er, who were unsuccessful, also had some helplessness in their eyes, they knew that after tonight, Lin Xun'er would no longer get up and sit with them.

No one can shake Lin Xun'er's status anymore, at least before she passes away.

Zheng Peng's thoughts, the distance came out, why, it wasn't himself who was chosen just now?

Sun Yaozhou respectfully saluted Zheng Peng, and said with a look of shame: "Brother Feiteng, you have taken a certain service, you have offended many people before, and please bear with Brother Feiteng." ”

used to suspect that Zheng Peng was lucky, or that he was attacking other people's poems, but now Zheng Peng has proved himself again, and Sun Yaozhou is convinced of Zheng Peng.

It's ridiculous that I heard Lin Xun'er ask Zheng Peng to write another poem, thinking that Zheng Peng wrote a beautiful poem that could not be seen, and only after listening to it did I understand that Zheng Peng praised Lin Xun'er as the first beauty in Pingkangfang in the poem, Lin Xun'er was a little afraid to take it seriously, especially since she had to recite this poem herself.

Zheng Peng hurriedly returned the salute: "It's just that there is a flash of inspiration for a while, what is the great talent, what does Brother Yaozhou's words mean, have you done something sorry?" Why didn't I remember? ”

Sun Yaozhou is not bad, but a little petty, and there are young people who refuse to admit defeat, at most they want to be in the limelight, and their nature is not bad, which is completely different from Zheng Cheng's bad stomach, Zheng Peng is also a person with a distinctive personality, you are honest with me, and I don't care about you.

Seeing Zheng Peng blinking, Sun Yaozhou understood Zheng Peng's thoughts, laughed twice, and said happily: "No, no, a certain is just a joke, but Brother Feiteng, your poem is too well written." ”

Zheng Peng didn't know how to answer, just grinned.

The four major Oiran, gave up three who were willing to dedicate themselves, and chose a Lin Xun'er who could see but couldn't move, one is that Zheng Peng has the most good impression of her, and the other is that at that time, I remembered the great poet Du Mu's "Farewell Two Songs", and the objects depicted in the book are only attached to Lin Xun'er.

As for the part where you close your eyes and meditate and suddenly have inspiration, it is completely due to insufficient strength and acting skills.

Fortunately, Lin Xun'er, Sun Yaozhou and others did not suspect it.

At this time, Lin Xun'er, who had finished reciting, was about to step down, when someone in the crowd suddenly asked loudly: "Miss Xun'er, Zheng Gongzi's affection for you can be seen at a glance in the poem, don't you have anything to say to Gongzi?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent, and everyone looked at Lin Xun'er, who was a little scarlet, to see how she answered.

Lin Xun'er was obviously stunned, only to see her quickly glance at Zheng Peng in the audience, bit her red lip, and then said with a firm face: "If Zheng Gongzi does not give up, the little woman will definitely live and die." ”

As soon as the words fell, the scene suddenly burst into applause and cheers.