Time-traveling Famous Doctors Are Hard to Find

As soon as the main character appeared, the atmosphere in the hall seemed to have changed, or the attitude of the audience was more enthusiastic, or it might be that the actors on the stage put in a little more effort.Song Mingzhe just felt that Linglong's long-sleeved and good at dancing looked very much like the elite white-collar workers in the previous life. Everyone here was taken care of in every way, and no one was left out. Even Song Mingzhe, who was eating melon seeds and watching the show, was favored.

"Young master looks a bit unfamiliar. The plum blossom cake that even the little prince praised before, quickly brought it up for the young master to taste. It can be regarded as enjoying the view of Furong Tower."

It is indeed sweet and delicious under careful tasting. The soft and glutinous osmanthus cake is not inferior to the sweet-scented osmanthus cake. It is rare that the plum blossom fragrance lingers in the aftertaste. It satisfies the appetite and then looks at the finely carved skin, which makes people reluctant to eat it again. Dim sum is elevated to the realm of art.

Song Mingzhe was very satisfied, a sip of his daughter's tea and a sip of snacks was a joy, so Xiao Yuchun was also very satisfied.

After a while, Miss Linglong changed into a tube top and pearl-sleeved dance dress, and her head was only decorated with emerald feathers. She applied a thin layer of makeup, lightly brushed her crescent eyebrows, tapped her crimson lips, and said to everyone with a smile, "Linglong has a new row recently. Sword Dance, I'm going to make a fool of myself for everyone today, but the musician is not good, I wonder if I can ask Shizi Xiao for help?"

Xiao Yuchun was about to decline politely, but the little Song officials in that room were already applauding, Xiao Yuchun glanced depressedly at the puzzled Song Mingzhe, and could only lean forward and say, "A beautiful woman has an appointment, Xiao Wang's respect is worse than obedience."

Girl Linglong stood with a sword in her hand, and Xiao Yuchun had been led to a conspicuous position by Jiaoer long ago.Xiao Yuchun adjusted the guqin at hand, with admiration, "This piano is not bad, it must be the treasure of Zhenbao Pavilion, and only Miss Linglong can make Boss Hu give up her love."

Linglong girl had a look of color on her face but she didn't answer. Xiao Yuchun closed her eyes and tried a few notes, then opened them suddenly, her eyes were shining brightly, and she was playing a passionate solitary song. In Song Mingzhe's words, the nine-fingered qin Mo Dongfang Invincible is nothing more than that in this world.At that time, there were too many people, and Xiao Yuchun was so flattered by the praise that he didn't bother to ask who Dongfang Bubai was.Later Xiao Yuchun thought of this, and Song Mingzhe said ah, Dongfang Bubai is a person in a legendary story, who eunuched himself in order to practice a kind of martial arts called Sunflower Collection, but that domineering aura is everywhere in the world There is only one person.Comparing the majestic Prince Duan to an eunuch, not even an eunuch who reaches the sky, Xiao Yuchun's face is as dark as the bottom of the old man's pot in Guanyuan of Daxiangguo Temple.Then, on the big bed where Xiao Shizi can sleep three or five people, um, some indescribable events like three dozen bone spirits happened.

Let us wipe away our saliva, take back our reverie, and put our eyes on the stage.Heh, just look at Miss Linglong, she has delicate features hidden in the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, the dancing sword in her hand seems to be one with her, she breathes out like blue in a long howl, and her momentum is like thunder, without a trace of her daughter's powdery smell, it makes people hold their breath involuntarily Staring, her posture is like the sparkling waves of the vast river and sea, her graceful dancing posture fits with the more and more urgent sound of the piano, and the spirited look between her brows and eyes, the Linglong girl at this moment is really extremely beautiful.If it is said that this dance has the legacy of Aunt Gongsun, Song Mingzhe, who has watched a lot of modern dance rhythmic gymnastics, also believes it. At the end, his slap hurts. This is a living intangible cultural heritage. If there is one What a lot of hits the mobile phone took and uploaded to the Internet!

"I didn't expect you to play the piano well." Song Mingzhe smacked his lips and said, his eyes were still fixed on Miss Linglong, and he didn't pay much attention to Xiao Yuchun who was sitting next to him again.

Xiao Yuchun was depressed. Compared with the cockfighting and running dogs around him horizontally, his cultural level is outstanding. Even if he is compared vertically with the scholars of generations, his artistic accomplishment is not far behind. I'm sorry to say that I am second to none in ancient and modern times, but it's not too much to praise my talent. How could I meet you, a bastard who doesn't know how to appreciate it?

Xiao Yuchun pretended to be scheming without the facts, stretched out his fan in front of Song Mingzhe, and changed the subject calmly, "Although piano skills belong to the six arts of gentlemen, they are used to nourish the heart and cultivate sentiment after all. Calligraphy is more important in this dynasty. , Well, riding skills are also very important, let's take you to play polo some other day." Hold back the nonsense, praise me quickly, my words are hard to change outside!

Song Mingzhe thought Xiao Yuchun's fan was blocking his view, so he brushed it away casually, and was more interested in the polo he just mentioned.Throughout the ages, the wording of doctors has been criticized by the people. Most of the first- and second-tier cities in the previous life used electronic medical records. After the patients who signed up read it, they calculated that they would drink less water and go to the toilet, and the medical records could be compressed and compressed. But then again, the medical records are mainly read by prescriptions or colleagues, and they are a little familiar with medicine. As long as it is not a problem for a little expert to read it, it will be fine.

"The little prince's calligraphy is taught by the real Yuxu, a master of calligraphy in this dynasty. Most people can't find it if they want to." Linglong girl has changed her dress, and the feather on her head has been replaced by jasper. Her temperament and conversation are more like a powerful person. A well-known lady who was spoiled and spoiled by her family.The little prince who finally got to join in this room was very happy, and shook his fan proudly, "What did Linglong girl say, Xiao Wang is just a close disciple of the master who is not good enough. Everyone likes to praise Xiao Wang. It is Xiao Wang's honor. Change it." Give Linglong a picture every day."

Miss Linglong immediately beamed with joy, "Linglong has waited for this sentence, the little prince can't break his promise."

"Is this word good?" Song Mingzhe looked at the fan with wind blowing into the bone upside down, and sniffed it closely like a puppy, "Why can't I see it, but everyone agrees, it should be very good. It’s worth it, and write a fan for me when you have time.” Those who didn’t come here before and bought one on a certain treasure are a bit regretful now, and the ready-made pure handicraft products can’t be missed.

"Okay, what are you thinking about?" Xiao Yuchun looked at Song Mingzhe expectantly.

Song Mingzhe sat upright, articulated clearly, and answered word by word: "I am such a man."

With a bang, the flamboyant Xiao Shizi couldn't sit still and almost fell off the stool.Fortunately, everyone in the hall suddenly became enthusiastic, except for Qin Qifeng curling his lips, fortunately, not many people noticed, otherwise Xiao Yuchun would have no face to drink his daughter's tea again.

There is a painting hanging in the middle of the hall, on which there is a sword leaning under an old plum tree, and there is nothing else except a couple of decorative rocks.As soon as Song Mingzhe put Xiao Yuchun on the seat, he hooked his head and went to watch the excitement.

What is this, look at the picture to speak?Song Mingzhe guessed, and pulled over the brooding brother next to him who was bowing his head in thought, "My dear brother, I don't know what this is for?"

The other party was obviously immersed in the rhymes and allusions and could not extricate themselves, muttering something, "Miss Linglong took out her own painting, and asked everyone to compose a poem to match the painting, whoever wins will have a lot of money." After finishing speaking, she looked after herself I thought about it.

Song Mingzhe looked at the painting, and didn't quite understand the style and artistic conception, but he heard that there was a lottery to win, and it would definitely be a good thing. If you don't take it for nothing, even though the ink in your stomach is enough for a doggerel , But what if he wins the prize, if Xiao Yuchun gets the lottery, he won't take his painting in vain!

Song Mingzhe crackled his little abacus with joy, spread out the paper skillfully, bit the end of the pen, tilted his head and thought about the time for half a stick of incense, and wrote down two sentences first.This is the benefit of exam-oriented education. After years of training, no matter whether you can do it or not, first write what you can write.

"Oh, you want to win this lottery so much?" Xiao Yuchun didn't know when he came over.

"Hmm." Song Mingzhe scratched his head and couldn't remember the last few sentences.

Xiao Yuchun glanced at the dry ink on the paper, and suddenly smiled ambiguously, "Are you willing to make a bet with me?"

"What are you betting on?" Song Mingzhe looked back and forth, most of the people got eight sentences, and were pondering over their words. Seeing that there was only one-third of the stick of incense left on the stage, and some people were still making trouble. It's not too messy if it's an unexpected event!

"I bet you will win the lottery. If you lose, I will write you a fan on the spot. If I win, would you dare to accompany me in women's clothing to go to Ma Xing Street to pretend to be a robber?" Feng's eyes were full of amusement , like an old hunter waiting for his prey to take the bait, with a plan in his chest.

Everyone has already handed in the papers, Song Mingzhe sighed, without thinking about it, and then replied to Xiao Yuchun, "Why don't you dare, once a man says something, it's hard to follow!"

"The sharp edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. I don't know who wrote this fragmented sentence? Although it's just a mess, but Linglong's mind is like a fish drinking water, and Linglong's mind must know this son. Can any son stand up?"

An unbelievable person stood up, but he himself was very surprised by the result, Taohua's eyes were full of disbelief, he was Song Mingzhe.Everyone exploded like a handful of copper plates thrown into an oil pan.

"This is not the person brought out by the little prince, is he really not the new face of Nanfeng Hall?"

"It doesn't look like this kind of good sentence can be written by such a person. He ate three whole plates of plum cakes tonight."

Song Mingzhe listened blankly to everyone's discussions, and saw everyone staring at him with envious, jealous or disaffected eyes. Is the award going to be presented?

Girl Linglong looked at herself with those bright and sultry eyes, "Let's sing along with Linglong to relieve boredom." After speaking, she smiled to herself.

This, is this the legendary, legendary guest of honor?Song Mingzhe blushed, neither advancing nor retreating, a brother next to him was unkind, he pushed himself a step forward, caught everyone's eyes tightly wrapped around him, and even said that he would give up the prize to others He didn't even give him a chance, so he turned around and saw that the person was Xiao Yuchun who was smiling so hard that his teeth couldn't see his eyes!

If you want to know what happened next, let’s listen to the next chapter to break it down. In the next chapter, Song Mingzhe and Huang Liang have a dream, and Qin Qifeng is at a critical moment.