I became a saint with idle books

“Oh, that little boy looks very smart, how can he say such stupid things? Liu Mengrui stomped her foot, “Isn’t this putting the handle on people’s mouths?” Butterfly fly, you say yes? ”

Cheng Diefei was stunned when he heard this: “Huh? What did you say? ”

“What’s wrong with you? Isn’t it uncomfortable? Liu Mengrui touched Cheng Diefei’s forehead, “Why did you suddenly lose your soul?” ”

Cheng Diefei shook his head: “I’m fine.” I’m just curious, who is that son-in-law? How could he have the status of a professor in eight academies? I’ve never heard of it yet. ”

Liu Mengrui realized this problem, and also looked puzzled: “Yes, I have never heard of it.” By the way, how did he get mixed up with my dad? ”

Cheng Diefei walked to the bed, secretly glanced at Chen Luo, and a bold idea popped up in his heart: Could it be that he was…

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When Qian Erkang and the others heard Chen Luo’s words, their hearts were relieved, and when they looked at each other, they could see the joy in each other’s eyes. Qian Erkang arched his hand again and said: “The students are lonely, and the songs they know are all vulgar things, even if they are a few famous songs of Luo Da…”

Qian Erkang looked at Luo Hongnu on the stage, and found that Luo Hongnu looked at Chen Luo with beautiful eyes, completely ignoring himself, and was angry for no reason in his heart, and said: “In my opinion, it is just a work of Zhongping.” ”

“Since Sir thinks that there is Yaqu, it is better to open the eyes of the students, so that I can understand, what can be called Yaqu?” If Mr. opens up a way to Yaqu, the distinction between lyrics and songs can be eliminated, and Mr. should also serve as a model for my generation. ”

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“This Caircon, say something that can’t be put on the table! Cheng Diefei said angrily, “He said this to that… Gongzi forced into the situation of riding a tiger, it is really hateful! ”

Liu Mengrui hugged her chest with both hands, and her face was also embarrassed: “It’s just that he blamed himself for saying the wrong thing.” How can Yaqu be so good to do? My father also wanted to make a few elegant songs several times, but every time he put pen to paper, he couldn’t escape the limitation of words. Dad said that this is a trick, and the longer it is than the literary style, the more difficult it is to jump out. But if there is no literary brilliance, how can you write Qu Zhiya? ”

“Mengrui! Otherwise, let’s shoot, finish the fight and run! Cheng Diefei suddenly spoke.

“Huh? Liu Mengrui froze, “Now? ”

As soon as Cheng Diefei nodded, he heard Chen Luo say in the private room over there: “Okay!” ”

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“Brother Xian, you…” Liu Jingzhuang looked at Chen Luo with some concern, Chen Luo was now famous with “Du Shiniang” and “Smiling Rivers and Lakes”, and he must not be damaged here, and his heart was also a little anxious. Chen Luo gave a reassuring expression, his legs were forceful, and he actually jumped out of the window sill of the elegant room, and with a loud “bang”, he fell directly in front of Qian Erkang.

With the blessing of the great consummation of the Tongmai Realm, although Chen Luo’s leap was not as ethereal as the magic cast, it was like thunder and aggressive, which made Qian Erkang couldn’t help but take a step back.

“You, what do you want to do? ”

Chen Luo patted the clothes on his body and said lightly: “Don’t be nervous, they are all Svens.” Aren’t you going to listen to Yagjo? What topic would you like to hear? ”

Hearing Chen Luo’s words, the people around him gasped again, listening to the meaning of this little prince, didn’t he have already made the Yaqu, but let Qian Erkang and others specify the topic and compose the music on the spot?

This…… It’s too big.

The song is called vulgar so far, and it is not for nothing that it has not been able to take off the vulgar hat.

Chen Luo was not panicked at all, in his previous life, he was influenced by his grandmother, in addition to Tang poetry and Song poetry, he also dabbled in Yuan songs, and the literati were nothing more than a few, and they could always find the corresponding ones.

Since you want to kill, then kill crazy.

“This… That’s what you said! Qian Erkang saw Chen Luo’s indifferent expression, his anger became more and more vigorous, his eyes rolled around, and he was about to ask a question, his eyes flashed blue, and Liu Jingzhuang stood between the two.

“Liu Daru, but what do you have to tell? Qian Erkang seemed to ask, but cut off the possibility of Liu Jingzhuang’s intervention to abort. Liu Jingzhuang glanced at Qian Erkang in disgust and said, “Don’t be anxious. The old man is willing to be a Zhongzheng and comment on the new song that my brother Chen Xian will make, so as not to be misinterpreted, but is there a problem? ”

Without waiting for Qian Erkang to answer, the surrounding guests clapped their hands one after another and shouted: “Exactly, the word saint commentary, the wonderful thing in the literary world!” ”

Seeing such a reaction, Qian Erkang and the others did not say much and arched their hands, which was regarded as recognizing Liu Jingzhuang’s Zhongzheng identity.

Chandler said: “Don’t be embarrassed sir, it’s late autumn right now. Since ancient autumn words are like cows, presumably they are easy to write, so Mr. will take autumn as the theme and compose an elegant song. ”

Chen Luo glanced at Qian Erkang and wrote Qiu?

If I take out the “dead vine old tree comatose crow” known as the ancestor of Qiu Si, it will be considered bullying you!

Chen Luo cleared his throat, “Qiu, right? Listen up! ”

“The sunset in the lonely village, the light smoke old tree jackdaw. ”

“A little under the shadow. ”

“Green mountains and green water, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers! ”

When the song is finished, the hall is quiet.

“Mr. Liu, let’s comment…” A guest reminded Liu Jingzhuang, who was in deep thought, and Liu Jingzhuang suddenly came back to his senses.

“Wonderful! Liu Jingzhuang sighed, “I have never seen such a wonderful song. ”

“In just twenty-eight words, it is a stroke of magic to depict an autumn scene so vividly! ”

“When the ancients wrote autumn, it was often lonely, and the same is true at the beginning of this song. Lonely villages, sunsets, remnants, light smoke, old trees, jackdaws, all six pictures are full of bleakness. ”

“Then came a little bit of flying shadow. Feihong is the autumn geese, only a little, you can see its loneliness, but it is this point that makes the whole picture turn from silence, and the whole autumn scene seems to rush to the face. ”

“The best thing is the ending sentence, green mountains and green water, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers. ”

“There is a vista, it is the mountains, it is the water; There is a close-up view, it is grass, it is leaves, it is flowers. Near and far hybrid. ”

“More decorated with green, green, white, red and yellow colors, the previous lonely autumn scene picture instantly became lively and vivid, the original autumn scenery is also so colorful, adding vitality to the autumn slaughter, sweeping away the cliché of the predecessors to the end!” ”

“Yaqu, this is Yaqu! If this is not an elegant song, how dare Jiucheng words be called elegant words! ”

Liu Jingzhuang commented on the excitement, picked up a wine jug directly from the table, and poured a few mouthfuls of fine wine into his mouth, looking happy!

When everyone heard Liu Jingzhuang’s comments, they were recalling this song, and they knew the beauty of it, and they kept reciting it in their mouths, becoming more and more excited.

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“Wow, this little boy is so powerful! Liu Mengrui looked delighted, “Butterfly, did you say that?” ”

At this time, Cheng Dieyi looked at the young Langjun below with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said firmly in his heart: It must be him! It must be him!

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On the other side, Qian Erkang’s face is like the bottom of a pot, no matter how thick his skin is, he can’t jump out of this song. It’s just that his mind is active, his mind turns, and he steps forward and respectfully salutes: “Mr. Gaocai, an autumn picture makes students open their eyes!” ”

“The student is bold, please Mr. make another song, let the students face the elegant rhyme of the song. ”

“Despicable! There were many whispered rebukes in private, Qian Erkang’s face remained unchanged, he could not retreat at this time, if he did, his hard-working contacts in the Fuji Club would be gone.

Luo Hongnu on the stage finally turned his eyes and fell on Qian Erkang, but he was full of disgust.

“You student, the article is a natural success, a clever hand…” Liu Jingzhuang naturally knew Qian Erkang’s plan, which was nothing more than to show that this song was an isolated case, and the song still could not become elegant.

“It’s okay, Brother Liu! Chen Luo waved his hand, pressed Liu Jingzhuang’s intention, and looked at Qian Erkang with a light smile: “Say, what other questions do you come up with?” ”

“Since I’m waiting in the Acacia Building, I must take Acacia as the theme! “Chandler seems to have thought of the topic.

“Lovesickness? No problem. Chen Luo nodded, and was about to speak, but listened to Qian Erkang again, “And slow!” ”

“What’s wrong again? ”

Qian Erkang seemed to respectfully exclaim: “A few days ago, Mr. Wan Anbo Chen, whom the students admired, once wrote “Yongzhu and Giving Soldiers to Wancheng City” in the court, and countless of my Confucian disciples will throw their pens from Rong and go to the border pass. Why don’t you compose a song, tell the parting, talk about lovesickness, and make peace with Mr. Chen, wouldn’t it be beautiful? ”

Chen Luo was stunned, I am in harmony with myself?

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“Shameless! Liu Mengrui’s teeth gritted, “Only by separating two places can we think of each other, this is another farewell, and lovesickness, don’t say songs, even poetry is difficult to do.” What’s more, it has to be reconciled with Wan Amber’s poem, which is clearly difficult for people! ”

Cheng Dieyi looked at the calm son on his face and said softly: “He can!” ”

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Everyone also understood Qian Erkang’s embarrassment at this time, and the high rollers clenched their fists, and the eyebrows of the top and bottom flowers looked angrily, and at this tense atmosphere, Chen Luo’s voice sounded again.

“Oh, farewell, lovesickness, do you want it? No problem. ”

“Listen—”

“Self-farewell, hard to give up, a little lovesickness for a while? ”

“Flick Yang Huaxue with your sleeve. ”

“The stream is sloping, the mountains are shading, and people are going!” ”

Chen Luo looked at Qian Erkang with a gentle expression: “Can you still be satisfied?” ”