Rebirth of the Entertainment Grandmaster

Ye Tang only felt a flock of crows flying above his head, and in his heart ten thousand alpacas were galloping. Whatever was not good, he had to pick a leaf lintel.

Mr. Shuiqing, can you stop being so naughty?

Ye Tang took back the good guy card just issued to him.

Can he be called Ye Zimei? His names are Ye Wen, Ye Ting and Ye Aotian.

'Ye Zi Mei' Ye Tang was determined not to agree, he shook his head repeatedly and said: "Mr. Shui Qing, Ye Zi Mei doesn't sound good, let's change it to another one!"

If he calls Ye Zimei, he won't have to live anymore.

"Zimei doesn't like it?" Mr. Shui Qing was a little surprised by Ye Tang's reaction. The word "Zimei" has its origin. Two hundred years ago, the study of a great poet and writer was called Zimei Zhai. Mr. Shui Qing was very impressed by Ye Tang's reaction.

I have placed high hopes on him, hoping that he can also become a great poet. Is there anything wrong with this...?

Mr. Shui Qing was a little confused.

Yu Yueqing secretly pinched Ye Tang's arm. Why is this brat so crazy? The word "Zimei" is quite good!

baffling.

Yu Yueqing felt that Ye Tang was a bit unreasonable. She didn't know that Ye Tang immediately connected Ye Zimei to a certain Xiangjiang porn star in that world.

There is no Ye Zimei in this world, but Ye Tang will not call him Ye Zimei no matter what. He feels so awkward. If someone sees him every day in the future, he will be called Ye Zimei, and the devil will bear it!

"Mr. Shuiqing, I think you might as well call me Ye Ziqing. The word "Qing" is better, quiet and far away, the clear lake water and the blue sky, clear, pure and quiet, searching and searching, deserted and quiet, beautiful and beautiful, it is better than a few

You have good calligraphy, and you always have a clear calligraphy, so I can get some credit by following you, don’t you think so?"

Ye Tang was sweating profusely and almost speechless.

Ye Tang talked for a long time, and Mr. Shui Qing and Yu Yueqing were almost sweating. Isn't it just one word, and it takes a long time to babble.

"Ye Tang," Yu Yueqing glared at him. It would be a great honor for Mr. Shui Qing to give him a word. I don't know how many lifetimes of blessing you have gained. How can you talk so much?

I really want to punish him.

Didn't I say that I should respect Mr. Shui Qing on the way? I refused again and again. At this moment, Yu Yueqing had the urge to hit a wall.

Lin Wu remained silent, as if she were invisible. At this time, she glanced at Ye Tang and quietly tugged at the corner of his clothes. What happened to this guy today? He couldn't be so rude in front of Mr. Shui Qing.

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Lin Wu felt that Ye Tang was acting strange today.

Ye Tang suggested changing the character to Qing. Mr. Shui Qing looked at him helplessly and said, "Just use Qing as the character. Ye Tang, Ye Qing, eh, that's not bad." The character Zi Mei is definitely worse.

A little charm, but there's nothing I can do about it. Ye Tang himself doesn't like it, so what can he do?

It’s just a word. Mr. Shui Qing actually doesn’t have that big of an opinion. He is more like a man than being submissive and has his own opinion!

Mr. Shui Qing's impression of Ye Tang couldn't help but become even better. He didn't like the kind of people who only disagreed and followed others' opinions. Only those who have independent opinions, ideas and insights can be creative, which is the style a literary master should have.

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OK!

Mr. Shui Qing nodded secretly, admiring Ye Tang in his heart.

So sometimes, it doesn't make sense to like someone.

The wording thing finally came to an end. Mr. Shui Qing chatted with Ye Tang about poetry again. Ye Tang’s poetry is excellent. That West Lake poem really describes the scenery of the West Lake. One sentence: "Three autumn osmanthus, ten miles of lotus."

', he, a classicist with both poetry and painting, has to admire that this poem is the same as the third brother's "Magpie Bridge Immortal", which is a masterpiece of poetry.

It seems that new words are really on the rise. Mr. Shui Qing looked at Ye Tang and was somewhat satisfied. The third brother couldn't find it, so he came first with Ye Tang and Ye Qing. This is also good.

Ye Tang is not much different from that third brother.

Moreover, his surname is more malleable. After all, he is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy at that age. If he is trained well, he might be more promising than the third brother.

Mr. Shui Qing looked at Ye Tang with more and more satisfaction.

"Ziqing, what do you think of poetry?" Mr. Shui Qing asked. He had an idea in his mind that poetry and poetry should be the same and should not be separated. He just didn't know if this little guy would think the same thing as him.

Same.

Mr. Shui Qing has some expectations.

"Of course poetry is not divided into different families. Ancient and modern poetry are not divided into different families." Ye Tang replied without thinking. There was a saying in that world that 'poetry has not been divided into different families since ancient times', which is why this place is so weird.

He actually kicked Ci out and assigned it to a new faction. Is there anything more deceptive than this?

Even if the new word appears only a few years ago, it shouldn’t be like this. Your eyes will grow under your butt!

Ye Tang also despised the old school in his heart. It was okay to be arrogant, but it would be serious if it turned into arrogance too much.

"Poems are not divided into different families. A good poem is not divided into different families." Mr. Shui Qing suddenly stood up from his chair and looked at Ye Tang with extremely excited eyes. Look, look, even his thoughts and vision are the same as his.

This child, this child, I don’t know how to describe it...

Mr. Shui Qing's eyes gleamed, and he suddenly stood up again, as if having a convulsion, which startled Ye Tang, wasn't it? Is it necessary to be so excited?

Ye Tang was baffled.

"Poems and words are not divided into families, good." After hearing Ye Tang's words, Yu Yueqing couldn't help but clapped her hands in appreciation. In fact, she had had that idea for a long time, but she never found the right words to describe it. Poems and words are not divided into families. Poems are like

They are two brothers who cannot be separated.

How appropriate.

Yu Yueqing looked at Ye Tang and really wanted to kiss him. This brat had a very unique vision.

"Ziqing, why don't you accept me as your master?" Mr. Shui Qing felt that he and Ye Tang were so compatible. They both had the same thoughts. It would be a pity not to be a master and apprentice.

It is difficult to find a disciple who has a spiritual connection with his teacher. It is a rare opportunity, so Mr. Shui Qing can't help but want to recruit a disciple again.

Didn't we agree just now? He went back on his word. Ye Tang had the urge to spit on his face, but he couldn't be so presumptuous in front of Mr. Shui Qing, so he had to make a grimace and look like I was in a difficult position.

Mr. Shui Qing laughed and said: "Don't worry, becoming my apprentice means teaching you how to draw. I think you are just a naughty little monkey, and you probably don't like to be controlled. I won't control you casually."

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As long as he is accepted as a disciple, he can do whatever he likes. If he doesn't want to learn anything else, let him do it. Anyway, he is still young. No matter how old he is, he will learn on his own without any supervision.

People are mostly forced to learn. When the time comes when they have to learn, it depends on what they do.

Mr. Shui Qing's abacus was ringing loudly.

Ye Tang was defeated, what could he say at this time? He had lowered his attitude to that level, and if he refused again, it would be a slap in the face.

It's quite difficult.

"dad……"

Ye Tang had the mentality of "Enjoy being raped and raped if you can't resist". Just when he was about to reluctantly accept it, a voice suddenly came over. Ye Tang looked over and was suddenly startled again.

Collapse, why is it her?

(ps: Thank you to the three brothers Tianlong, Moyue, and Kuangbujue for their rewards)

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