Goddess of Art Transformation Project

Chapter 37 The Rejected Bai Hongru

After Bai Hongru sent the invitation to Chu Ci, he spent the whole day studying the two poems that Chu Ci sent before, and even transcribed them on rice paper with a brush.

"There is no wind and rain, and he is ruthless. He is a free-spirited and generous person. It's just that this jade pillow and gauze cabinet is cool in the middle of the night. The curtain is blowing in the west wind, and the person is thinner than a yellow flower. But this old man can't understand it." Bai Hongru touched With a beard on his chin, he picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.

The first ci is clearly unrestrained and unrestrained, but the latter ci is so delicate and graceful that Bai Hongru couldn't see the depth of Chu Ci for a while, and he even couldn't figure out whether Chu Ci was a man or a woman at the end.

Since Bai Hongru resigned as the president of the Poetry Association, he has become interested in computers. The use of computers is not inferior to young people.

After studying poetry for a day, Bai Hongru went to Weibo and clicked on the homepage of "Listening". He wanted to know more about "Listening"'s personal information, but naturally saw that "Listening" posted another poem last night .

Seeing that Bai Hongru suddenly slapped the table and laughed loudly, "Why do you need light blue and light red, it is the best among flowers. This sentence is arrogant, but why do I think the old man is a little crazy, but it's good to be crazy." Bai Hongru I originally thought that "listening" was just a well-written word, but I didn't expect that the poem was not inferior in writing.

Bai Hongru's love for talents grew stronger, and he thought that when Chu Ci entered the Poetry Association, he would accept Chu Ci as a closed disciple.

"I don't know if it's a boy or a girl. If it's a boy, I'll be stricter. If it's a girl, then I have to think about it!" Bai Hongru's calm face showed a kind smile, as if Chu Feng Ci has already recognized him as a master.

While Bai Hongru was proud, he suddenly heard the sound of a message notification.It turned out to be a "listen" private message.

Bai Hongru knew it must be those polite words even if he clicked on it, and then expressed his willingness to join the Poetry Association, and finally expressed how flattered he was, but Bai Hongru was stunned when he clicked on it, it was not some polite words, but A poem.

Bai Hongru was surprised to see that it was a poem, but he read it carefully.

"The hut is in a human environment, and there are no cars and horses. How can I ask you? My heart is far away from myself." Bai Hongru understood it as soon as he read it. This is actually a poem of Mingzhi, and Bai Hongru continued to read.

"Plucking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing Nanshan Mountain. The mountain weather is beautiful in the day and night, and the birds return with each other." Bai Hongru raised his eyebrows, could it be that he is rejecting me, the old man?I invited you to join the Poetry Association and you actually told me to pick chrysanthemums. Isn't that a clear rejection?Bai Hongru suppressed the anger in his heart and continued to read.

"There is true meaning in this, and I forgot to say it if I wanted to discern it." He even told my old man that he didn't know how to explain it, and he forgot to say it if he wanted to discern it.Although Bai Hongru was angry, he also wrote this poem into his heart.

Bai Hongru retired from the Poetry Association's president so early, because Bai Hongru had the idea of ​​retiring. When he got older, he wanted to focus on mountains and rivers and poetry, and didn't want to focus on other places.But this poem was written with the mentality of the old man and me now, what is the matter with you rejecting my old man with this adverb?

Bai Hongru was suffocating in his heart. His grandson didn't listen to him and was used to being mischievous since he was a child. He asked him to study literature but went out to do business. Mr. Bai was helpless. This reminded him of his unlucky apprentice Ding Jingyue, and then the old man looked serious He called Ding Jingyue.

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Ding Jingyue received another call from his teacher today, and from the phone call, Ding Jingyue could clearly detect a hint of anger in the teacher's voice.

Since his teacher resigned as the president of the Poetry Association, he has devoted himself to poetry and calligraphy. After so many years of self-cultivation, he has long since lost his violent temper when he was young.

In Ding Jingyue's impression, the teacher has not been angry for seven or eight years. The last time he got angry was because Huang Chenglin slandered a blogger "Listen" for plagiarism. The way the teacher slapped the table that day scared him a lot.

This time the teacher called himself angrily. With Ding Jingyue's sixth sense, Ding Jingyue still felt that it had something to do with the previous incident. He still remembered that the teacher said that he would invite the blogger to "listen" in person. I don't know what happened. .

"Could it be that the blogger said something disrespectful to the teacher?" After thinking about it for a while, Ding Jingyue dismissed the idea. Anyone in the poetry line who doesn't know the teacher's name should not dare to say disrespectful words to the teacher.

"Could it be that this blogger rejected the teacher's invitation?!" That's even more impossible. If anyone in the circle is pointed out by the teacher, they will go crazy with joy. How could anyone refuse the teacher? invite.

Before Ding Jingyue heard that the teacher said that he would personally invite him to "listen", Ding Jingyue was very surprised now, but later he realized that the teacher was moved by his love for talents.Could it be that the teacher is so young that he wants to add a junior for himself.

When he arrived at the door of the teacher's house, Ding Jingyue hurried into the room. He didn't look like the president of the Poetry Association, he was just like a well-behaved elementary school student. Ding Jingyue didn't dare to ask his teacher why he wasn't angry, and he hesitated to speak. look.

Seeing Ding Jingyue's appearance, Bai Hongru suddenly felt that it was a mistake to call Ding Jingyue here. Why did he become even more angry after seeing Ding Jingyue.Bai Hongru didn't say anything else, just let Ding Jingyue read the poem.

In fact, on the way Ding Jingyue came, Bai Hongru lost most of his anger. On the contrary, after seeing this poem, he appreciated Chu Ci even more. However, Bai Hongru was still very upset when he thought that he was rejected by others.

Ordinary people would be crazy if they received his invitation. Bai Hongru also knew that with his energy in this circle, he really didn't believe that anyone could refuse him, but Chu Ci just refused.Bai Hongru was naturally angry, but he looked at Chu Ci several times more highly.

"Teacher, this is a good poem!" Ding Jingyue became excited when he saw the good poem, and couldn't help raising his pitch a little bit, which also woke up Bai Hongru who was meditating.

Bai Hongru glanced at Ding Jingyue quietly, "Old man, I'm not blind, I can see it." Ding Jingyue suddenly shuddered, with a dazed expression on his face, did I say something wrong, why did I feel the teacher's deep malice.

Seeing that the teacher had no intention of talking, Ding Jingyue quickly found a topic.

"Teacher, is Xiao Hao at home?"

"Don't mention that brat, I don't know where to hang out at night, I really lost face to the Bai family." Bai Hongru felt that his stable mood was fluctuating again, and his anger suddenly rose. It's okay not to mention Bai Xiaohao, Get angry when you mention it.

It is said that the dragon begets the dragon, the phoenix begets the phoenix, and the son of a mouse can make holes.He is Bai Xiaohao's grandfather, so he can be regarded as a second-generation relative, but Bai Xiaohao has not inherited any of his literary talent.

Bai Xiaohao, who was drinking, suddenly sneezed, and Bai Xiaohao scratched his head. Could it be that another girl misses me?
On the other side, Ding Jingyue was still shivering at his teacher's house, please forgive me, teacher!
(End of this chapter)