Chapter 175 Lyrics and Dimes "How well did you do this seven-character quatrain, senior brother?"
Mu Hanfeng said proudly, "Although it is not as exquisite as the predecessors, it still has a unique flavor."
"This kind of bullshit poetry genius can recite ten poems in the time it takes him to urinate."
Liang Xi couldn't help but feel her stomach cramping.
She suppressed her laughter and said, "Senior brother is really good at literary talent.
Good lines are made by nature, and I can get them by chance. , I admire you very much.”
Mu Hanfeng glanced at Liang Xi in surprise: "Junior brother's last two sentences just now were also very exciting.
Did he make them by himself or did he listen to some master's chants?"
The poetry he recited was a good one, and the wonderful poetry spoken by others was plagiarism.
Seeing that this guy was arrogant, if it wasn't for her kindness, Xue Yurou would definitely kick him in the butt.
She is just extra curious now about why Liang Xi is so easy to talk to now.
He is not at all like his usual self when it comes to flattery.
Liang Xi smiled modestly: "Senior brother, look at what you said.
I haven't been to a private school for a few years.
The two sentences I just said were copied from others."
Mu Hanfeng let out a long oh, as if he had expected it: "I'm just telling you, you can write poetry no matter how you do it."
Xue Yurou couldn't help but snorted heavily when she saw him belittling Liang Xi again and again.
The other disciples saw that Liang Xi's temperament was completely inconsistent with the rumored temperament, and they immediately felt that he was just a thief among the new disciples, and most of the so-called rumors were made up by others.
"But, after listening to senior brother's teachings just now, I suddenly had inspiration and came up with a little poem."
Just when everyone was thinking about it, Liang Xi suddenly said with a smile.
"Hey, you can actually come up with a poem."
Mu Hanfeng looked surprised, but soon showed a natural expression, "It's normal to be a little inspired after listening to me reciting poems.
After all, many people can write good articles and read well.
Poems are all inspired by reading similar articles and verses.”
Before Liang Xi could speak, he planned Liang Xi's poems as inspiration based on his forehead.
In this way, if Liang Xi's poems were better than his, Mu Hanfeng could say that he had given them to him.
The inspiration is good, if it is not as good as your own, then it should be, the imitation will never be as good as the original.
Xue Yurou sighed quietly.
She had just heard Liang Xi say that she wanted to read poetry, and she expected him to be able to overwhelm the arrogant Mu Hanfeng in terms of literary talent.
Little did she know that Mu Hanfeng could be so cunning.
However, the other disciples still had a bit of luck with Liang Xi.
After all, some of them had seen Liang Xi's magic with their own eyes, such as fighting against Yunlu Xianju to regain the Tianling Sect, and having the courage to challenge Hall Master Sun of the Discipline Hall. , these things made the other disciples hope that Liang Xi could show the rumored strength.
Liang Xi coughed and said, "Senior brother, the genre of this poem I want to read is different from yours.
I'll say it first so that everyone doesn't laugh."
After speaking, Liang Xi looked at the distant horizon with deep and melancholy eyes and slowly chanted: "Sometimes, I deliberately let the flowers you like bloom in the wrong season.
The sound of your rowing under the moonlight ripples, I lost my sense of propriety again.
In the afternoon, I would hide under a field of falling flowers and take a nap, while you pretended to be a stranger and stole the good time of peach blossoms."
Xue Yurou only felt her heartstrings tremble suddenly, as if a stone had fallen into a calm lake, causing ripples to form in circles.
This poem by Liang Xi is completely different from the current mainstream poetry genre, and it cannot even be considered a poem at all strictly speaking.
However, the emotions between the lines were extremely moving.
Coupled with Liang Daguan's emotional performance, everyone present was completely immersed in the warm and charming scene.
Liang Xi was originally a fortune teller in Yangdu City who relied on his words to earn a living, so it was easy to fool these young and inexperienced disciples.
At this moment, he wanted to laugh in his heart, but he had to pretend to be indifferent and profound, which really made him extremely painful.
Seeing his deep expression, some female disciples who were so moved immediately raised Liang Xi's image to an unprecedented level.
The use of the elegant, graceful and elegant figure on Liang Daguan at this moment is simply an insult to his outfit.
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After listening to Liang Xi's reading, Mu Hanfeng screamed in his heart, "Oh no!"
It turned out that this kid had something up his sleeve.
Although Mu Hanfeng was arrogant, he was born in a family of officials, and his childhood education gave him a certain appreciation for poetry.
His nonsense poems and Liang Xi's writing were simply stinky shit.
For a moment, his face turned red to the color of pig liver, and his eyes flickered as he looked at Liang Xi, not knowing what he was thinking.
Liang Xi felt the admiring eyes of the disciples around him looking at him.
He was extremely proud of his success in pretending.
He glanced in the direction of Xue Yurou and saw the girl covering her mouth.
There seemed to be tears in the corners of her eyes.
She felt itchy in her heart: " Be moved, be moved, it’s best to be moved enough to warm my bed at night.”
However, to Liang Xi's disappointment, Xue Yurou regained her clear expression not long after, and it was as if she was a different person who had been trembling in her heart just now.
"This girl is really good at restraining her temper."
Liang Xi nodded secretly.
"Senior brother, senior brother, what's wrong with you, senior brother?"
Seeing Mu Hanfeng standing motionless on the sword, Liang Xi suddenly leaned over and shouted loudly, scaring Mu Hanfeng so much that he staggered and almost fell down.
"No, it's nothing.
Junior brother's poems are very good, very good."
Mu Hanfeng stammered.
After this experience, he vaguely felt that he had underestimated this junior brother.
Mu Hanfeng, who had been bragging about himself just now, was easily stepped on by others.
Mu Hanfeng felt regretful.
What did he say about poetry just now?
Before leaving, Chen Shuci reminded himself several times to be careful about this Liang Xi.
The heat of his mind still caught his attention.
However, Mu Hanfeng made a wedding dress for Liang Xi, and he couldn't show any dissatisfaction.
The feeling of having his teeth knocked out and swallowed with blood made him as depressed as he wanted.
"It's all my senior brother who taught me well.
Normally, the most I can do is to do things like a good figure and feel it; good kung fu, sunrise and other dirty words and little tunes, which are not on the stage."
Liang Xi chuckled, and what he said made the people around him laugh.
Several female disciples blushed and spat several times.
Seeing how he acted like he was getting an advantage, Xue Yurou showed a faint smile.
But she hadn't noticed yet that those few words Liang Xi just said had left an indelible shadow in her heart.
On the way back, Mu Hanfeng kept his mouth shut and stopped talking, and everyone moved forward much faster.
Liang Xi huddled at the back of the team and was dissatisfied: "I helped this little girl so much, but she didn't even say thank you.
At least she wanted me to kiss her.
If it doesn't work, I'll suffer a bit, so I won't let her kiss me."
OK."
Xue Yurou originally wanted to slow down and come to the back of the team to say thank you to Liang Xi, but when she saw Liang Daguan's eyes glowing lustfully, with a slutty smile, and who knew what dirty thoughts he was thinking, Xue Yurou felt disgusted in her heart, so she simply decided to Continue to keep a certain distance from him.
The group of people hurried on their way.
After half an hour, Liang Xi heard a female disciple next to her whisper softly: "We are here":