Yan Xin said again leisurely: "Brother, don't you remember helping me?!"
Depend on!
You are not Xia Yuhe from Daming Lake. I just helped you, not slept with you. Why should I remember you!
etc!
He said I helped him? When did this happen? ! I only remember that I made Yu Chunxi spit in your face!
Yan Xin looked at Liu's mother and hesitated to speak.
Mother Liu was a sensible person and said to Liu Chen, "Master, let's chat with him for a while. I'll let Ruyan get ready."
After saying that, he waved and asked the girl who was sitting there waiting for Yan Xin to write a custom poem to leave together.
Seeing everyone leaving, Yan Xin burst into tears and complained that he was being plotted by Yu Chunxi and Hong Xiu, angrily scolded them for being in cahoots, and at the same time shed tears of gratitude for Liu Chen's instructions to beat Yu Chunxi.
"If I hadn't beaten him so hard that day, I would be even more depressed now! Brother, thank you very much."
Looking at Yan Xin's grateful expression, Liu Chen felt guilty. I don't know if Yan Xin will want to kill him after he knows who is the leader of all this.
Therefore, Liu Chen was filled with indignation and said: "Damn it! Yu Chunxi is so vicious in his mind. He is really the number one scum in Jinling and is despised!"
Yan Xin nodded vigorously and said: "This red-sleeved move is not a good one. He knows that I am a scholar who keeps his word and reputation, but he actually teamed up with Yu Chunxi to deceive me.
Working day and night to write poems for their girls to make them famous, my head is going to explode, ugh, this is worse than hard labor. And these are only two days. This kind of day must last for ten days, ten days! "
Speaking of this, Yan Xin couldn't help crying and collapsed, with a look of despair on his face.
Seeing Yan Xin in such a miserable state, Liu Chen couldn't help but feel a little guilty, so he said, "How about I see Liu Ruyan when I see you and ask for a favor for you?!"
"Brother! Don't go see Liu Ruyan. I used to think she was as weak as water, quiet and sensible, and incredibly beautiful. I always wanted to kiss her. Looking back now, I think she is a scorpion beauty. You are not hers. As for your opponent, I'm afraid you will be plotted by her too."
Liu Chen was a little embarrassed, thinking that Liu Ruyan's reputation would not be ruined because of this, right? !
So he defended her in a low voice: "That's not the case. There might be some misunderstanding."
"There is absolutely no misunderstanding! If it wasn't Liu Ruyan and Yan Xin who were playing tricks, who could trick me like this? Brother, listen to me, don't be fooled by her beauty and weakness!"
Liu Chen didn't know how to face such sincere words for a while, so he could only reply: "Okay!"
Yan Xin sighed and said: "The teacher repeatedly advised me that the word sex is a knife in the head, but I thought I didn't listen to the old man's words, and now I finally got retribution!"
Lamenting the newness of life, he saw Liu Chen walking towards the inner courtyard. Liu Chen really didn't want to hear a complaining woman...well, a complaining man sighing here. Isn’t it nice to accompany an oiran? !
But Liu Chen's actions made Yan Xin say anxiously: "Brother, why don't you listen to my advice? You know who she is, why are you still looking for her? You can't be greedy for beauty!"
Liu Chen didn't want to talk to Yan Xin anymore and replied casually: "I regard beauty as floating clouds, but I don't want to see you, Brother Yan, suffer like this. I will go and have a good discussion with Liu Ruyan and ask her to let you go as soon as possible!" "
Yan Xin was stunned and looked at Liu Chen's retreating figure. His eyes suddenly became moist. He was such a good man. He knew who Liu Ruyan was and was still willing to help him. He was truly a righteous man.
oops! I forgot to ask him his surname!
However, he did not take the initiative to tell me his name. This is the real way of doing good deeds without leaving a name. It’s really high-spirited!
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Liu Chen didn't know what Yan Xin was thinking about. He no longer had any psychological burden on Yan Xin's hard work.
Back then, when they had one test every three days and one test every five days, they felt like vomiting when they saw the test papers, and they racked their brains.
The teacher has said: This is all for your own good.
So it was right for Yan Xin to thank him. It was for his own good and to hone his poetic talent.
When he walked into the courtyard, a maid led him and took him directly into a room. This room is very delicately decorated, with stalls on the floor, which are soft to the touch.
"Master, please sit here for a while. The lady is dressing up. She will be fine soon." The maid bowed and said to Liu Chen. At the same time, she walked to the table and lit the warm incense in the incense burner. The aroma was overflowing.
Liu Chen took a look at the surrounding furnishings. There were harps, chess, calligraphy and paintings placed there, especially the harp on the table. The wood was dark in color and must have been around for some years. They were all good things.
As expected of an oiran, the cards are still here, but the things in this house are not ordinary.
When Liu Chen sat down, Liu Ruyan was in the back room behind the screen. At this time, she was taking a bath, her skin was as smooth as jade, and Liu's mother was dressing her.
At the same time, he said: "That poem was taken out of his hands. You try him and see if he is really talented."
Liu Ruyan heard the movement outside the door and knew someone was coming in. She nodded and said, "I feel like he got such a poem by accident. He is a qigong practitioner and shouldn't be able to write it."
“It doesn’t matter if he does, it doesn’t hurt to try.
Your music, chess, calligraphy and painting are all top-notch, and your appearance is also excellent. But why among the many oirans in Qinhuai River, they have always been lukewarm? It's because they are not famous.
The girls who hang out in the major boathouses and pavilions on the Qinhuai River are all famous. What if he is really talented? If you trick him into writing a good poem for you, you will become popular. "
Liu Ruyan nodded, since he is engaged in this industry, who doesn't want to be popular, who doesn't want to be the best.
However, she has been unable to open up the situation.
"Then I'll give him a try!" Liu Ruyan nodded. She was good at playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but her favorite was poetry. She had an obsession with poetry.
Although she does not have the spirituality to write poetry, her appreciation level is first-rate. If she goes to test him, she will surely know Liu Chen's true level.
"Go!" Mother Liu nodded, put on Liu Ruyan's makeup, and sent her out of the back room.
The poster told me to learn more about Liu Chen, so we should start by determining whether the song "The Red Sleeve Moves in the House" was composed by him.
Not long after Liu Chen waited in the guest room, he saw a woman coming out. She was wearing a thin gauze dress, with a hazy and looming temptation. Her autumn eyes were like clear blue waves, like snow and jade frost. Her skin and delicate, hooked lips all give her a perfect beauty.
Coupled with Yingying's waist, it feels like it can break with just a little force, giving people a weak feeling that's easy to bully, which really makes me pity her.
The woman walked up to Liu Chen, sat down at a tea table, smiled at Liu Chen, her eyebrows and eyes were filled with tenderness, as if they were dripping with water, she opened her small cherry mouth and said: "Young Master, are you going to Tea or wine?"
Liu Chen then asked: "Is it new tea?"
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