Li Siyu came after Song Ci.
She dyed her pink hair black.
Song Ci looked at her and said, "Did you dye your hair back or wash the pink color out?"
Li Siyu stamped her foot and said, "It must have been dyed back!"
Today she was wearing a white halter top and bulingbuling lip gloss. The pear dimples on her cheeks were slightly swirled, and her crescent eyes were like the moon.
Song Ci and others walked into Jialan Temple.
The front yard is filled with peach trees.
It's June, and it's already the end of the peach blossom season here, but at a glance, it's still full of pink.
With the bursts of floral fragrance sweeping through everyone's nostrils.
Several girls became excited and took out their mobile phones to take pictures.
Li Siyu pulled Song Ci and said, "Teacher Song, let's take a group photo!"
Song Ci and Li Siyu stood under a peach tree.
Song Ci took the phone from her hand, Li Siyu's little head bent slightly, and at a glance, he seemed to be leaning into Song Ci's arms.
At this time, Song Hongdou walked in carrying luggage at the door, and happened to see this scene.
She curled her lips and said from afar: "Wow, from my perspective, you two look like a match made in heaven!"
Li Siyu smiled shyly when he heard this, then took the phone from Song Ci's hand and put it away: "Sister Hongdou, come quickly, let's take pictures together, the peach blossoms here are so beautiful!"
Tang Shi also watched this scene silently. After thinking about it, he said to Song Ci: "Old Song, come and take two photos for me!"
Song Ci said: "Okay."
Shen Xi stood aside and said with sudden realization: "Sister Tang Tang, Brother Song, I only found out after reading hot searches on Weibo this morning that you two are classmates!"
Wang Yin said: "Yes, if I hadn't read Sikouxue's Weibo, I wouldn't have known that you two had such a relationship!"
Tang Shi smiled and said: "This is not a secret. It's mainly in the show. We don't need to talk about this ordinary relationship separately. Don't you think so, Lao Song?"
Song Ci smiled and said: "What if we talk in detail, what if you spread the scandal about us? It doesn't have anything to do with Tang Shi, but it will affect my ability to attract fans. Isn't that a loss?"
Song Hongdou stopped in front of Song Ci, looked at Song Ci, and snorted: "Are you two just college classmates?"
Tang Shi glanced at Song Hongdou and said, "Don't talk about us, come and take pictures!"
At this time, Li Weicai also walked out, stood behind the camera and explained to everyone: "Teacher Jinghong really can't leave the crew, so she can only regretfully be absent from the recording of this show."
Everyone expressed their understanding.
Jialan Temple is quite big.
There are also many tourists arriving today.
As everyone entered, many tourists quickly gathered around.
But everyone's quality is extremely high.
The abbot of Jialan Temple, Ming Rang, is over 70 this year. He is very thin, but his eyes are strong and he looks very energetic.
He was wearing a cassock and was currently surrounded by several tourists, who were discussing something enthusiastically.
When Song Ci and others came over, the tourists dispersed, and the abbot stood in front of Song Ci and others with a smile on his face.
"Hello, Master Mingran!" Song Ci greeted Abbot Mingran.
Others also said hello one after another.
The abbot said: "Welcome the program team to our Jialan Temple. On behalf of the seventy-six monks in the temple, I welcome you!"
Although contemporary Buddhist temples are no longer as prosperous as they were in the feudal years, they are still prosperous.
Especially a Buddhist temple as famous as Jialan Temple.
Everyone followed Miao Ran into the Jinluan Palace, burned a stick of incense and made a wish.
"Song Ci, what wish did you make?" Song Hongdou asked.
Song Ci said: "This must be a secret!"
Song Hongdou said: "I can tell you what I want. I hope our show will always be prosperous!"
Li Siyu jogged two steps, walked around in front of everyone, and said, "My wish is that Teacher Song can become popular quickly!"
Tang Shi glanced sideways at Song Ci, blinked his beautiful eyes, and stopped talking.
Everyone walked through the peach trees.
Song Ci said: "Let me read a poem to everyone!"
Wang Yin immediately reflexively took out a pen and paper from his backpack, and looked at Song Ci with excitement: "Okay, okay, does Teacher Song have any new works!?"
Shen Xi quickly wiped her eyes and said, "Brother, don't worry, wait for me to prepare!"
He had a look on his face, "Wait a moment, I want to wait for you to show off."
Hearing this, Song Hongdou stood on tiptoes, showing an expectant look.
This is the first time that Song Ci has appeared on this program and has taken the initiative to say that he wants to write a poem for everyone to read.
Of course, Li Siyu didn't need to say anything. At this moment, his eyes were already locked on Song Ci.
Li Weicai and his colleagues looked at each other a few times, and they all saw excitement in each other's expressions.
This round of recording has just begun. Teacher Song Ci is about to start reorganizing again!
This is a good thing.
Get it right.
The more trimming, the better.
The more you play Song Ci, the higher the ratings of our program will be.
Hehe, hurry up!
Song Ci walked forward very seriously, pretending to be like the wind, and spoke slowly:
[On this day last year, in this door, people’s faces and peach blossoms reflected each other’s colors]
[I don’t know where the human face is, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze]
Because Wang Yin was standing, the hand holding the pen was shaking a little.
Seeing this, Shen Xi quickly made a cushion for the other party's back.
"What a good poem, what a good poem!" Wang Yin recited silently in his heart while writing. The more he read, the more he felt that the charm of this poem was really very strong, making people feel as if they could fall into a kind of mood when reading it. Among the long memories.
Tang Shi said: "Old Song, please read it again, I didn't hear it clearly just now!"
Song Hongdou's eyes were shining. At this moment, Song Ci was really like a ray of light in everyone's eyes.
Li Siyu trotted to Song Ci's side and looked at Song Ci carefully.
Song Ci said strangely: "Xiaoyu, what are you doing?"
Li Siyu said: "I want to confirm whether you are Wenquxing who has descended to earth?"
When everyone heard this, they burst into laughter.
Song Ci scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "The peach blossoms all over the floor feel quite fitting for the occasion."
So Song Ci was read to everyone again.
Li Weicai directed the photographer to capture the beauty here.
Not far away, Abbot Mingran listened carefully to Song Ci and recited a poem. While stroking his gray beard, he walked towards Song Ci: "On this day last year, in this door, the peach blossoms on the human face reflected each other's red. I don't know where the human face is. , the peach blossom still smiles in the spring breeze. In the few dozen words of the donor, I can see the deep meaning of Zen!"
Master Mingran was immediately attracted by this poem from Song Dynasty.
Li Siyu came up and asked, "Master, what do you think is the Zen meaning in Teacher Song's poem?"
Master Ming Ran shook his head slightly and said: "It's indescribable. Let the female donor realize it for herself. The peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze. This sentence, I think, is the highlight of the entire poem."
After Li Siyu finished speaking, he looked at Song Ci seriously and said, "Donor Song, I have an unkind request. I hope you can agree!"
Song Ci said: "Abbott, it's okay if you say so!"
Ming Ran: "I wonder if you can write this poem in handwriting. When the time comes, I will arrange for someone to engrave it here. A hundred years from now, a thousand years from now, it will be passed on to future generations!"
Jialan Temple has been a Buddhist temple that has been popular for thousands of years. It is really a matter of honoring our ancestors to be able to leave our own poems here.
Wang Yin said excitedly: "Wow! Master Zhiran, is it really possible!?"
Shen Xi said: "This is so cool!"
Even Song Hongdou, who had always been calm, clenched his fists in surprise at this moment.
Being able to leave your works to be praised by future generations, just thinking about it, makes me feel very cool.
Song Ci said: "Of course this is possible!"
But he immediately thought that his calligraphy was mediocre, so he said to Wang Yin: "Wang Yin, you can write it later."
Wang Yin was flattered and covered his mouth, saying: "Can I really do this!?"
Song Ci said: "Of course!"
(End of chapter)
