Peach Fortune Ring

"Yes, please, Huanyue girl!"

Next, this dude tried his best to please Huanyue, but the other party kept smiling, unable to figure out what she really thought.

In order to attract Miss Huanyue's attention, Dongfang Yubai's heart suddenly moved, and he said in a loud voice: "Miss Huanyue, I wrote a poem before going down, and I invite you to taste it!"

Immediately, Huanyue girl's eyes brightened slightly, and she looked at Dongfang Yubai: "Please, Mr. Dongfang."

Being stared at by Miss Huanyue, Dongfang Yubai felt his whole body's bones go numb, and then he recited the song "Spring Thought".

After finishing reading, Dongfang Yubai couldn't help asking: "How does Huanyue girl feel?"

Miss Huanyue nodded: "Mr. Dongfang's poem is very well written. It describes the woman's longing like silk. It is a rare and good poem."

Received the compliment from Huanyue girl, Dongfang Yubai smiled like a chrysanthemum.

But Nan Gongyue and the others looked at Dongfang Yubai with great envy and envy, and even secretly scolded this guy for being shameless. Song Yan helped him write poems, but he used them to curry favor with Miss Huanyue.

The matter of writing the poem was explained in the box before, so Nan Gongyue and others knew that this song "Spring Thought" was written by Song Yan.

Sensing everyone's envious and jealous eyes, Dongfang Yubai looked at Song Yan with some guilt at the same time, and Song Yan smiled at him disapprovingly. Anyway, he plagiarized this poem, and Dongfang Yubai wanted to use it , He naturally has no opinion.

The girl Huanyue saw the scene of the two making eye contact.

He knew Nangongyue Dongfang Yubai very well, how could it be possible for Dongfang Yubai to write such a good poem at Dongfang Yubai's level, so she had long been skeptical, and when she saw the eye contact between the two, she was almost sure that this poem The poem was written by Song Yan.

Seeing that Dongfang Yubai's poems won the favor of Miss Huanyue, Nan Gongyue and others started to write poems, but it's a pity that their quality is really limited, it's more like doggerel than poetry.

"Everyone has written it. Why don't Mr. Song also write the first?" Miss Huanyue smiled and looked at Song Yan. For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on Song Yan.

At the same time, I was still a little worried, if Song Yan wrote another good poem, wouldn't it overwhelm them all.

Song Yan smiled and shook his head: "I don't know how to write poetry, so I won't show my ugliness."

"Young Master Song can't write, do you look down on little girls?" A sad look appeared on Huanyue's beautiful face, and Nan Gongyue and others felt distressed when they saw it.

"Brother Song, since Miss Huanyue is looking forward to it, you might as well write a poem!" Nangongyue begged.

"Yeah Brother Song, don't hide it! It's not like we don't know your level!" Dongfang Yubai didn't want to see Huanyue girl sad, even if Song Yan stole the limelight, he wanted her write a song.

Then, several other dandies asked Song Yan to write a poem.

"In that case, then I'll try." Song Yan said helplessly, then lowered his head to think, which song should he copy?

After a while, Song Yan raised his head.

"Brother Song has it?" Nangong Yuemu asked expectantly.

Song Yan nodded, and then sang softly:

Don't you see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea never to return.

With just the opening chapter, everyone present felt a rush of pride, and Huanyue girl's eyes flashed with surprise and surprise.

Song Yan continued:

Don't you see Gaotang Mingjing's sad white hair, the morning is like blue silk and the evening is like snow.

Life is full of joy, so that the gold is empty for the moon.

As soon as this sentence came out, it was written into the hearts of Nan Gongyue and the others. They were all dandies waiting to die. On the surface, everyone treated them politely, but in fact, many people looked down on them.

But the sentence that you must be happy in life makes them feel like they regard Song Yan as a confidant. If they were not afraid of breaking the atmosphere, they would all want to applaud.

I am born to be useful, and come back when my wealth is gone.

As soon as this sentence came out, the faces of Nan Gongyue and others changed, revealing a thoughtful expression.

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cows is fun, and you will have to drink three hundred cups.

Nan Gongyue, Brother Yu Bai: Let's toast, don't stop drinking.

"what?"

When the two heard that Song Yan actually wrote their names into the poem, they both felt a rush of blood rushing from their chests, as if they were about to spurt out, but they still held back, but their faces turned red for a while. , are excited.

Since you can't applaud, then it's time to drink. Nan Gongyue and Dongfang Yubai both felt proud, they just picked up the jug and poured it into their mouths. Don't stop drinking. If you don't get drunk today, I'm sorry for Brother Song's behavior. poem.

A song with Junge, please listen to me.

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The five-flowered horse, the golden hair, and Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell the eternal sorrow with you.

After Song Yan read the next verse in one breath, he found that everyone present was staring at him in astonishment.

Seeing this, Song Yan couldn't help but think to himself: Is it too much pretentiousness?

"Young Master Song, what's the name of this poem?" Huan Yue stared at him with flooded eyes, and asked softly, with admiration and surprise in her eyes, as well as a bit of shock.

"Wine will be served!" Song Yan gently said the name of the poem.

"Brother Song, this poem of yours has really touched my heart. Come on, let's drink this jug to the brim." Nan Gongyue handed over a jug of wine.

"Let's go together!" Song Yan said with a smile.

"it is good!"

Everyone drank the wine in the jug in one breath, then looked at each other and laughed.

Miss Huanyue suddenly said to Song Yan with longing in her eyes: "Mr. Song, I wonder if the little girl is lucky enough to compose this poem?"

"I wish for it!" Song Yan nodded with a smile.

"Thank you, Mr. Song, for fulfilling the task."

Miss Huanyue gave Song Yan a sweet smile, then took out a guqin and began to compose the music for Jiangjinjiu. Her musical attainments were very high, and it took only a quarter of an hour to compose the music.

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"Miss Huanyue, are you ready?" Nan Gongyue asked impatiently.

She nodded lightly, and met everyone's gaze and said: "I also invite Mr. Song to taste it with you."

As soon as the voice fell, Miss Huanyue's fingers hooked the strings of the qin, and the clear and bright qin sound flowed out, which made people feel proud.