"Miss Shen, you are really..."
A sweet and considerate girl.
Ning Wuyang felt that there might be ambiguity in such a compliment. After all, they had just finished hugging each other, and saying such words was tantamount to teasing others.
He did have a great affection for Miss Shen, but he also knew that there was a secular gap between the Ning and Shen families. In the spirit of marrying or flirting, before going to the capital and knowing the thoughts of the parents of the Shen family, he could only Can temporarily suppress one's emotions that are getting worse day by day.
This made Shen Youchu, who was still planning to listen to his praise, unable to wait for a long time and could only ask angrily: "Who am I really? Mr. Ning, what do you want to say?"
"You are really thoughtful."
Ning Wuyan's answer was neither salty nor bland, making Shen Youchu pouted and snorted proudly.
She treats the Ning family as her own, so she naturally has to be more considerate in everything.
"Just do as you say, Miss Shen. I will still sing "The Wine Will Come in" and the tune will be yours."
It had been announced a long time ago that he was going to sing "The Wine Will Come in", and he also said in a high-profile manner that he would stay in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion and continue to have fun.
If he temporarily changes his mind and switches to the accompaniment of Miss Shen and Miss Ji, those people from Beidi or Japan may not become suspicious, but if he changes his poem, there is no guarantee that those people will not think too much.
In fact, the Beidi people and the Japanese people should be more concerned about the government's movements, but he has always had a personality that does not suffer from external disadvantages. As long as the Beidi people and the Japanese people know him deeply, they will worry about him after dealing with the fake young master. , there will be backup plans, so it is understandable to stare at him.
But he really planned to continue to investigate these two groups and catch them all, so he could only play out this drama properly.
Shen Youchu didn't know what he was planning. She only knew that her own plan seemed to have failed.
"Mr. Ning, do you still want to sing "The Wine Will Come in"?"
She had to say that the poem was full of heroic sentiments and was actually very suitable for Brother Ning.
And based on her understanding of Brother Ning, Brother Ning may not be familiar with other poems. It is easy to memorize them in public, but it is difficult to sing them.
Didn't you agree that you won't steal the limelight from Ning's third brother? What on earth did Young Master Ning think?
Ning Wuyang saw Shen Youchu's brows frowning slightly, and he really wanted to reach out to smooth the worries between her brows. He couldn't say anything about the private agreement with Jiang Yan. After all, the matter was already sealed, and words could easily be lost. But he had a long mouth. Naturally, the misunderstanding will not be allowed to deepen.
"Miss Shen, let's sing "The Wine Will Come in", and then I'll ask Third Brother to sing a new poem, is that okay?"
"Is the new poem better than "The Wine Will Come in"? Can it be worthy of Miss Xirou's music score? I have read the music she composed, and it is really good."
Ning Wuyan was not proficient in music theory, but he knew that it would be great to be able to bear the four-word evaluation of "really good" as Shen Youchu said.
In this case, the new poem he wrote for the third brother can also make the third brother shine.
The more he thought about it, the happier he became. Ning Wuyan walked directly to the third brother who was still looking at the music score, and covered it up.
"Fifth brother?"
Ning Wuzhen was afraid that he had not heard his conversation with Miss Xirou just now, so he reminded him in a low voice.
"I will go and sing a song with Miss Xirou for you later, so as not to ruin the Xiaoxiang Pavilion."
Ning Wuyan immediately opened the music score again.
Just when Ning Wuyu thought that he really didn't hear the previous conversation, he saw his fifth brother patting his forehead and laughing at himself: "I almost forgot. There is no need to change the song, just the words."
Change the word?
What word?
Ning Wuyi's second-in-law monk was confused. He didn't understand what the fifth brother's words meant.
Xirou, who was intensifying her practice, saw Ning Wuyan and Ning Wuyu whispering to each other in the dark, and quickly moved a few steps towards them.
Before she could move, she saw Ning Wuyan suddenly turned around and asked her: "Can you please help Miss Xirou prepare a set of pen and paper? I plan to rewrite a new poem for your new song so that the third brother can sing it. "
What?
Xirou's first reaction when she heard these words was as if a huge piece of gold had hit her head.
Ning Shixian wants to write a new poem for the music she composed?
Although Ning Shixian meant that this new poem was written specifically for Mr. Ning.
But if it spreads and is accompanied by her music score, let alone her reputation as Xiaoxiang Pavilion Oiran, she might be able to become famous all over the world with the spread of this poem!
The treatment that the Ninth Princess did not receive allowed her to catch up?
Her luck is so good!
"Miss Xirou?"
Ning Wuyan saw Xirou smiling with crooked eyebrows, but she never replied, so she urged her again.
"If Miss Xirou agrees, please move faster. Miss Shen and Miss Ji are already ready."
"Okay! No problem, I'll come as soon as I go!"
Xirou was blown away like a gust of wind.
He came as soon as he said he was going, and sure enough, within a moment, he ran back with a box in his arms, opened the box in front of everyone, and took out the four treasures of the study inside.
Ning Wuyan glanced at the heavy-looking box, and then at Miss Xirou's thin and meaty arms. After realizing that this was a martial arts practitioner, he understood even more how complicated the personnel composition of the Xiaoxiang Hall was. .
Forget it, check Beidi and Japan first, and then discuss other small forces.
"Master Ning, let me grind the ink for you."
Knowing that Ning Wuhao wanted to write a new poem, Ji Jin took the initiative to show his courtesy.
Shen Youchu, who was one step behind, pursed his lips, but finally took half a step back and gave way.
She knew that Jin'er liked to read the poems written by Mr. Ning the most, and she would be happy for a long time if she could see them with her own eyes.
She usually stays by Mr. Ning's side, so let Jin'er witness this moment.
"There is Miss Laoji."
After receiving Ning Wuyan's affirmation, Ji Jin walked to the table with a red face and started to rub the ink lightly and quickly.
Ning Wuyang had already decided which poem to write silently, but before writing it, he decided to warm up the scene first so that everyone could better understand the meaning.
"Everyone, today my third brother is delighted to be the first in the Jinling Martial Arts Examination, and it just so happens that everyone is helping me to expose the elaborate tricks of the Japanese country and protect my people. Singing is not my strong point, but I am pretty good at writing poetry."
This self-assessment was pretty good, which made everyone burst into laughter.
"If Ning Shixian is just okay, don't we just write nonsense?"
"Don't answer if you don't know how to answer. Does Ning Shixian mean to write a poem based on this situation?"
"possible!"
After hearing this reading comprehension, everyone looked forward to Ning Wuyan's next chapter.
After all, compared to listening to Ning Wuyan sing, although it is also very strange, witnessing the miracle of poetry in Xiaoxiang Hall again is even more yearning for the students who have not experienced the gathering of talents.
Ning Wuyan lived up to their expectations and announced loudly.
"I plan to write a new poem to celebrate my third brother's victory in the martial arts competition!"
"The allusion of this poem originated from a fictional historical story I read: Lord Xinling stole a talisman to save Zhao."
