Rebirth of the Entertainment Grandmaster

"Sister Yao, let's go."

Ye Tang yelled and turned around to run away. Luo Yao almost choked to death and chased after him.

Return to Sister Yao, you damn boy, see if I don’t tear your mouth apart.

"Ye Tang Ye Qing!" Luo Yao gritted her teeth.

Ye Tang ran very fast, but Luo Yao had to pay attention to her manners and did not chase after her desperately. By the time she turned the corner, Ye Tang had already disappeared.

Luo Yao is so angry.

Damn little monkey, the monk can run away, but he can't run away from the temple. Just wait for me at the pavilion.

Feeling lucky, Luo Yao stopped chasing him and walked over quickly. If he ran away, he would go back to the pavilion and would not be able to escape to the sky.

Lotus blossomed step by step, Luo Yao did her best, and soon returned to the pavilion. She saw Ye Tang at a glance, but what made her angry was that the little boy actually sat aside and turned to Lin.

Wu's seat is taken.

Luo Yao was furious, while Ye Tang was calm and calm, sitting upright on the stone bench with the old god present. Of course he knew that she would be angry, so he changed seats with Lin Wu as soon as he came back.

Lin Wu was quite easy to talk to. Although she was a little confused, it was just a matter of changing seats. It was no big deal.

Ye Tang noticed Luo Yao's return, but he didn't even look at her. His eyes were focused and he listened intently to Mr. Shui Qing's conversation. This was of course a pretense. Mr. Shui Qing was not talking to him, but to Wei.

Zixuan and Yu Yueqing discuss poetry.

"Little sister, how about we change seats?" Luo Yao walked over lightly and whispered in Lin Wu's ear. She must be a lady at this time, otherwise her father will scold her.

If Ye Tang can change seats, why can't she? Damn you boy, wait until you change seats and see how I deal with you!

Luo Yao glanced at Ye Tang, a cold light flashed in her eyes.

When he came back, he didn't sit down at his seat, but whispered into Lin Wu's ear. Ye Tang knew that something was wrong. This little girl wanted to do something wrong again? No, we couldn't let her succeed.

Ye Tang grabbed Lin Wu's hand immediately, dear, you can't leave your man alone...

Luo Yao probably also wanted to change seats. Ye Tang could guess that he must not let her sit next to him, otherwise he would really be set on fire.

Little darling, don’t change with her!

Ye Tang winked at Lin Wu.

Lin Wu's hand was grabbed again, and her palm was still held. Lin Wu turned around, her eyes fixed on Ye Tang's face, and there was a chill in her eyes. Didn't she say that she was not allowed to hold hands?

sweat!

Ye Tang had cold sweat on his forehead, but he really couldn't let go at this time. If her ears softened and Luoyao sat over, he wouldn't have to live.

"Lin Wu, come on, let's drink." You can't let go, but you can pull the corner of your clothes without grabbing your hands. Ye Tang quickly grabbed Lin Wu's skirt and handed her a wine glass.

Ye Tang looked a little embarrassed, but he finally stopped holding hands. Lin Wu's face softened a little. This Ye Tang, I don't know why he is crazy again!

"Have you drank..." He handed her a wine glass, but it was from him that he had drank. Lin Wu rolled her eyes and didn't even bother to look at Ye Tang.

faint.

Ye Tang almost fell to the ground, this, this, he really didn't mean it.

"Luo Yao, sit down." Luo Yao stood aside after she came back. She didn't sit down for a long time and was still fussing. Mr. Shui Qing glanced at her and said with some dissatisfaction, there are guests here, please be polite.

This father was usually very majestic, so he hurriedly sat down after saying "Oh," but after sitting down, Luo Yao still gave Ye Tang a fierce look, "Damn boy, don't be proud, there will always be a chance to deal with you."

Ye Tang was laughing. He laughed as soon as Mr. Shui Qing spoke. He narrowed his eyes and smiled. Mr. Shui Qing was so powerful. He restrained the fierce woman with just one sentence.

Ye Tang really wanted to give him a lollipop as a reward.

"Ziqing, do you know Third Brother's poems?" After asking Luo Yao to be quiet, Mr. Shui Qing spoke to Ye Tang again.

Ye Tang was stunned for a moment, third brother? Which third brother? Are you talking about him?

It's a bit strange. Is there another person named "Third Brother" with pretty good poems?

Ye Tang was in a daze.

Mr. Shui Qing thought he didn't know, so he continued: "It's the third brother who published "If Life Is Only Like First Meeting" and "Magpie Bridge Immortal". Zi Qing, the third brother's literary talent is even better than yours.

, you must guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and must not be proud and complacent."

Mr. Shui Qing suddenly said such a sentence, and Ye Tang couldn't laugh or cry. It turned out that he was the one who said it!

He nodded quickly. Pride and complacency had nothing to do with him. Even if he was arrogant and complacent, it would still be him. The third brother, Kiyono, was the same person.

Ye Tang felt funny in his heart.

""If Life Is Only Like the First Meeting" and "Magpie Bridge Immortal" are indeed rare to see, and Xinping is not as good as them." Wei Zixuan sighed, but he was still a little unconvinced in his heart. No matter how good they are, they are only those two songs, but he is the best.

He has written more than a dozen fine poems, and there are too many first-rate ones to count.

The quality is slightly inferior, but the quantity is much greater.

"Third Brother?" Yu Yueqing was also stunned for a moment, and then she cast her eyes on Ye Tang's face. It seemed that this brat wanted to use "Third Brother" when he chose his pen name. Was it him?

"If life is just like the first time we met, why is the autumn wind sad and painted on the fan? It is easy to change the heart of an old friend, but it is said that the heart of an old friend is easy to change. After the words of Lishan are half past midnight, the tears and rain will not complain in the end. How can I be so lucky to be a man in brocade, even with a pair of wings?

The branch should be said to be a wish."

Mrs. Shui Qing read it once and sighed: "If life were just like the first time we met, with just this sentence, the third brother would be famous throughout the ages. Alas, what kind of person must be able to write such a poem? I am not as good as me."

"There is also 'If love lasts for a long time, how can it be day and night'? The third brother's lyrics are really amazing." Mr. Shui Qing added, sighing again and again.

Ye Tang swallowed his throat and said: "Mr. Shui Qing, since "If Life Is Only Like the First Meeting" and "Magpie Bridge Immortal" are so good, can the 'Third Brother' be called a 'great writer' or a 'great master'?

?”

Those two poems are of course good, but Ye Tang is a bit too good at it. It’s really easy to enjoy the shade with a big tree behind you.

"Great writer? Great master? That's definitely a bit worse. He has the aura of a great writer, but after all, it's just two songs. It's too early to call him a great writer. It depends on his subsequent performance."

Mr. Shui Qing laughed. This 'third brother' indeed has the potential to become a 'great writer', and the potential is unlimited. But now, it is a bit early to say anything.

Wei Zixuan glanced at Ye Tang with disdain, is this boy, the great writer and great master, so easy to call? I have no knowledge, I thought he was your radish and cabbage, so cheap.

"Great writers and great masters are not carrots and cabbages. One or two good poems can't mean anything." Wei Zixuan chuckled, with unconcealed contempt in his eyes. This boy who was praised endlessly by the teacher was nothing more than that.

Luo Yao and Yu Yueqing also glanced at Ye Tang and couldn't help laughing. His question was actually a bit funny. What kind of person can be called a great writer and great master?

It cannot be called out by just two poems.

Mrs. Shui Qing laughed and said: "Ye Tang, you have to work hard too. Mr. Shui Qing always praises you in my ears. Don't let others compare you."

Ye Tang smiled awkwardly, sweating, it seems that this question is really stupid, but based on the poems in his memory, he still doesn't believe that he can't be "reborn as a great writer", "reborn as a great writer", if those classic poems are changed

If he still can't become a great writer or master, then he can really hang himself.

Work hard, boy!

Ye Tang clenched his hands.

(PS: If you don’t like it, please ask xx. What a fart, it seems like someone forced you to look like this. Well, I have already paid attention to the obscenity. Thank you, fellow tourists. Let’s just leave this chapter today.)

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